Chapter 382: Chapter 382: Displaying a Man’s Strength_1
"All right, that’s the rub done," said Qin Feng indifferently.
Song Sisi looked at Qin Feng with a speechless face and asked, "That’s what you call a rub?"
"Yep!"
"Kicking his butt counts as a rub?"
"Yep! That’s how I give men a rub! But if Officer Song you need it, I can make an exception and use my hands to give you a rub."
"Scram! You indecent bastard! Do you believe I’ll tell Xiaochan? Tell her how you’re such an indecent person, daring to make suggestive remarks to me?"
"Don’t believe you!"
"You...bastard!"
At this moment, Jian Haiyang climbed up from the ground.
"Pah! Pah pah!"
He spat out the mouthful of dirt he had eaten, then glared at Qin Feng, roaring angrily, "You bastard actually kicked me?"
"I wasn’t kicking you, I was saving your life," Qin Feng explained with a chuckle, then asked, "How does that mouthful of dirt taste?"
Jian Haiyang, already infuriated, felt his teeth itch with hatred upon hearing Qin Feng’s question.
Is there anything that cannot be endured?
Jian Haiyang clenched his fist tightly and threw a hard punch at Qin Feng’s face.
Although Jian Haiyang studied medicine, as a grandson of the Jian family, he had been trained in the martial Tao since childhood.
Even though Jian Haiyang wasn’t fond of the martial Tao and hadn’t practiced it seriously, he still boasted the strength of a second-grade martial artist.
His skills would allow him to tackle ten regular people with ease.
Therefore, the punch Jian Haiyang threw suddenly was as fast as the wind and as quick as lightning, and it carried the weight of a hammer.
If Qin Feng took the punch, even though he wouldn’t get killed, he would definitely end up with a blue nose and a swollen face, searching the ground for his teeth.
But, just as Jian Haiyang’s fist was about to land on Qin Feng’s face, Qin Feng stepped back slightly and dodged.
Jian Haiyang’s punch missed, and due to the excessive force, coupled with a slip underfoot, he fell to the ground once again under the influence of inertia.
This time, Jian Haiyang naturally ate another mouthful of dirt.
"Pah!"
"Pah pah!"
...
Jian Haiyang spat for a long while before he finally managed to spit out the dirt he had eaten.
"Does the second mouthful of dirt taste different from the first?" Qin Feng asked with a grin.
"You still dare to make fun of me?"
Jian Haiyang clenched his fist again, preparing to swing at Qin Feng’s face.
"Want to try for a third mouthful?"
This question made Jian Haiyang slowly unclench his fist.
Because he knew that his punch, which an ordinary man couldn’t dodge, signaled that Qin Feng must have had some training.
Fighting was not Jian Haiyang’s forte, as he was more of a thinker. Thus, he put down his fists and chose not to resort to brute force against Qin Feng!
"Out of consideration for Song Sisi, I won’t hold this against you. Dare to pull this one more time, and I won’t let you off! I’ll punch you so hard you’ll be picking up your teeth off the ground!"
Jian Haiyang left with these harsh words, as a way to save face for himself.
"The two mouthfuls of dirt you just ate shouldn’t taste like normal soil, right? The dirt in your mouth is corpse soil from a buried body, bearing the stench of a corpse. The different tastes come from the differing ages of the corpse soil," said Qin Feng.
As Qin Feng spoke, Jian Haiyang thought about it, and immediately a putrid stench of decay began to spread in his mouth.
Then, Jian Haiyang couldn’t help it and started retching right there.
"Blargh...blargh blargh..."
His lunch came up, but the stench of decay persisted in his mouth, even getting increasingly intense.
"After eating corpse soil, the stench in your mouth won’t go away. We’re about to cross this small wooded area which contains a Sorcerer Array. Living people go in and dead ones come out.
Since you’ve eaten the corpse soil and your breath reeks of decay, you can pretend to be dead and pass undetected. So, although the stench is indeed hard to bear and incredibly nauseating, it will save your life later on."
"What corpse soil? What Sorcerer Array? You little charlatan, stop spouting nonsense!"
Although Jian Haiyang’s mouth was already filled with the stench of decay, he still refused to admit it.
Soil mixed with and transformed by the decaying bodies, to the point it became corpse soil, was now in his own mouth?
Even if he had spat out everything with "pah pah pah," the thought remained disgustingly nauseating!
Qin Feng, tired of the pointless talk, pointed to the wooded area ahead and told Jian Haiyang, "Lead the way ahead!"
"Why should I lead the way? I don’t want to!" Jian Haiyang flatly refused.
"If you won’t do it, then get lost immediately and stop getting in the way," Song Sisi said fiercely to Jian Haiyang.
Jian Haiyang was stunned, glaring resentfully at Qin Feng, reluctant to concede, "I’m leading the way for Song Sisi, not for you!"
After saying that, he began to walk towards the small wooded area.
"This wooded area is a Sorcerer Array; the trees here aren’t ordinary—they’ve been altered with witchcraft, so they are capable of moving. Therefore, don’t touch these trees at all."
