Chapter 389: Chapter 389: Qin Feng Makes a Move_1
"If Forensic Doctor Jian doesn’t want to act like a man, then I’ll just have to throw you to the corpses."
As he spoke, Qin Feng picked up Jian Haiyang as if he were lifting a small chicken. Then, with a fierce swing, he hurled Jian Haiyang out.
"Thud!"
Accompanied by a dull sound, Jian Haiyang was thrown into the factory, landing right in the midst of the headless corpses.
The headless corpses all gathered around, extending their bloodied claws, aiming for Jian Haiyang’s chest.
It seemed that the headless corpses intended to rip Jian Haiyang open.
"Ah! Ahhh! Help me!" Jian Haiyang screamed, hugging his head.
His entire body shook with fear, shaking quite violently.
Seeing this, Song Sisi quickly nudged Qin Feng and urged, "You bastard, go save him, don’t let the headless corpses kill him!"
"If he gets killed, let him be killed! Anyway, it’s the headless corpses that would be killing him, not me. It’s none of my business," Qin Feng replied heartlessly.
"Are you going or not?" Song Sisi pinched Qin Feng again.
Some things, once pinched, leave one with an irresistible urge to pinch a second time.
Anyway, Xue Xiaochan wasn’t there, and Qin Feng definitely wouldn’t dare to say that his gal pal would never find out.
Qin Feng was stunned.
He didn’t expect Song Sisi to be so bold as to lay hands on him, and to do so openly, without even a hint of shyness.
But Qin Feng didn’t object because he was too embarrassed to object. Being grabbed by this woman actually felt quite comfortable; there was a special feeling to it.
"Uh... how am I supposed to go with you grabbing me like this?" Qin Feng cheekily asked.
"Bastard!" Song Sisi exclaimed irritably and then released Qin Feng.
"You’re not holding a bastard!"
"You... You dog!"
Song Sisi gave Qin Feng a light slap.
"Slap!"
After hitting him, she realized that this dog was quite perky, quite springy, and she even felt an impulse to hold him in her arms and give him several more good smacks.
On the other side, a headless corpse had already extended its claws and cupped Jian Haiyang’s head in its hands.
It looked like the headless corpse was prepared to twist off Jian Haiyang’s head alive.
At that crucial moment, Qin Feng dared not joke around anymore. He kicked out, sending the headless corpse flying away.
Then, with punches and kicks, he knocked down all the headless corpses that had surrounded Jian Haiyang.
Jian Haiyang was saved.
With a face full of fright, he looked at Qin Feng and said with the relief of someone who had narrowly escaped death, "Thank you!"
"Now do you believe in the existence of witchcraft?" Qin Feng asked.
"I believe! Absolutely!" Jian Haiyang nodded.
"Are you still going to call me a little charlatan, a swindler?"
"You’re not a swindler, not a little charlatan, you’re Master Qin!"
What had just happened shattered Jian Haiyang’s worldview. He had never believed in ghosts and deities, but now he did.
Seeing was believing, and he had no choice but to!
Having entered this Sorcery Realm created through witchcraft, he knew he couldn’t escape on his own. Only Qin Feng could lead him out.
So, he was truly convinced by Qin Feng now.
Even for his own life’s sake, he had to admit it!
At that moment, Song Sisi ran over.
She checked Qin Feng from head to toe and, still not reassured, asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
"I’m fine!" Qin Feng replied with a mischievous smile, and then coyly retorted, "Are you concerned about me?"
"Concern my ass! I borrowed you from Xiaochan, and I need to return you in one piece, that’s all. If you’re missing an arm or a leg, how can I explain that?"
To cover up her excessive concern, Song Sisi quickly added that explanation.
However, when she mentioned the name Xue Xiaochan, there was an unexplainable excitement in her heart, as if she had taken advantage of a great deal.
Of course, there was also a touch of sourness inside her, as if a jar of vinegar had been knocked over.
Just then, a gurgling sound came through.
It was the sound of chanting spells; there must be a Wizard around.
Along with the chanting, all the headless corpses that Qin Feng had knocked to the ground began to stand up again.
Their hands slowly grew sharp nails, like curved scimitars.
Gleaming with blood, they were extremely sharp.
A headless corpse as skinny as a monkey suddenly sprang up from the ground and, falling from above, aimed its sharp claws straight at Song Sisi’s face.
If the claw struck her, Song Sisi’s face would most certainly be mangled. She would be disfigured.
How could Qin Feng allow such a thing to happen?
So, just as Skinny Monkey was about to land near Song Sisi, Qin Feng grasped her slim waist with a swift move, like a monkey scooping up the moon.
At the same time, Qin Feng kicked out at Skinny Monkey.
"Thud!"
With a heavy kick that landed firmly on Skinny Monkey’s belly, he sent him flying like a cannonball.
