Chapter 245: Watching a Show
The sudden appearance of the man's voice interrupted Song Laoyao's Wife. She didn't immediately turn to look behind her, but instead spoke to the little boy, whose face was streaked with tears.
"Xiao Kang, Mama's just going out for a moment, I'll be right back. No matter what you hear, don't come out, okay?"
A tender expression graced Song Laoyao's Wife's face, filling the little boy's heart with intense warmth. Out of trust and dependence on his mother, he said nothing, asked nothing, simply nodding at her.
Song Laoyao's Wife dissolved into a wisp of Yin Qi and vanished from the room. As she disappeared, the door slowly closed.
The electric light inside the room returned to normal, no longer flickering erratically. However, Song Laoyao had not returned to normal; he was like a madman, roaring and yelling by himself, as if fighting with someone.
The little boy didn't know what was wrong with Song Laoyao, but he didn't concern himself with him. Instead, he crouched down, curling into a ball in the corner, waiting for his mother to come and get him.
His mother was just outside, which brought him a measure of peace. Still, he instinctively huddled in the corner; he felt it was the safest place to wait for her to pick him up.
Outside, Song Laoyao's Wife stared at the man before her, her face devoid of expression, her eyes icy cold.
From his appearance, the man before her was at most twenty years old, a very young and handsome fellow. Though not old, the power fluctuations subtly emanating from his body were exceptionally strong.
"Heh heh, milky white eyes. So it's an Evil Spirit. No wonder your Yin Qi and resentment are both so strong. I didn't expect to run into a big shot like you on a boring patrol tonight. " Zhou Fudui sized up Song Laoyao's Wife, speaking with a smile.
Though he discerned Song Laoyao's Wife's identity as an Evil Spirit, he showed not a hint of panic. Instead, he appeared nonchalant, seemingly brimming with confidence in his own strength, as if subduing an Evil Spirit wasn't a difficult task at all.
"I came back tonight to get revenge on that beast. I don't want to involve anyone else, so just leave at once! Don't meddle in my affairs! " Song Laoyao's Wife declared, her gaze frigid.
Zhou Fudui let out a laugh. "Do you know what police are? I am a police officer, but I'm Spirit Police, not ordinary police. You want to kill someone; tell me, shouldn't the police intervene?"
"Police? " Zhou Fudui shouldn't have said that. The moment he did, Song Laoyao's Wife's emotions instantly became agitated, and the Yin Qi swirling around her body suddenly began to seethe.
"My child and I lived a life worse than death, and I never saw you do anything to him! Now I want to kill this beast with my own power, and you're stopping me? " Song Laoyao's Wife raged.
Zhou Fudui's expression didn't change with Song Laoyao's Wife's emotional outburst.
"I don't know the grievances between you two," Zhou Fudui stated, "but my duty is to protect ordinary people. When you were alive, whatever massive commotion you caused had nothing to do with me, nor was it within my jurisdiction. But now that you're dead and possess powers ordinary people don't, I cannot stand by and watch you harm the living."
Zhou Fudui's words made Song Laoyao's Wife's expression turn ugly. An invisible killing intent erupted from her milky white eyes.
The fact that she could become an Evil Spirit after death indicated her immense resentment before passing. Such beings were not easily reasoned with. She hadn't immediately attacked Zhou Fudui, but rather told him to leave, partly because she sensed he wasn't an easy opponent, and partly because she genuinely didn't want to involve innocents.
However, Zhou Fudui's words ignited the resentment within her heart. When this resentment wasn't erupting, she still knew that grudges had their source and debts had their owner. But once it burst forth, she would become utterly berserk.
"Are you sure you want to meddle in this?"
Song Laoyao's Wife's voice was like ice, sending shivers down one's spine. Besides turning colder, her words carried a clear threat.
Sensing the threat in Song Laoyao's Wife's words, Zhou Fudui sneered coldly and asked, "Are you threatening me?"
"Yes, I am threatening you."
Song Laoyao's Wife's reply was direct. At this moment, she had already decided to kill, ready to strike at the man before her at any moment.
Zhou Fudui spoke as if he hadn't sensed Song Laoyao's Wife's threat at all. "My apologies, but your threat doesn't concern me in the slightest."
The moment his words fell, a whooshing sound echoed from afar.
Several figures could be seen rapidly approaching Zhou Fudui's position. Some scaled walls and rooftops, others sped across the ground. In the blink of an eye, several figures appeared behind him.
"Vice-Captain!"
After appearing, the individuals first saluted Zhou Fudui, then turned their solemn gazes towards Song Laoyao's Wife.
The power fluctuations subtly emanating from these newly arrived individuals were significantly weaker than Zhou Fudui's. From their address and attitude towards him, they were clearly his subordinates.
Among these individuals were two faces familiar to Yang Haoran: one was his friend Wang Yiming, and the other was the Array Master, Child Tong.
"See that? We've got a big one here. Do you have the confidence to take it down? " Zhou Fudui asked the others.
"Yes!"
Their reply was crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
"Very good. Then go ahead and make your move. Let me see if your strength has improved recently."
The moment Zhou Fudui's words fell, before the others could even react, the world before their eyes shifted. Song Laoyao's Wife had struck first!
Knowing these people wouldn't be scared away, Song Laoyao's Wife also decided to kill. Thus, she immediately unleashed an Evil Spirit's signature technique: Illusion!
Zhou Fudui was already prepared. After falling into the illusion, he quickly broke free. However, the situation for the others was not as good. They were caught off guard by Song Laoyao's Wife, trapped in the illusion before they could even react.
Zhou Fudui watched his subordinates trapped in the illusion, yet he showed no intention of helping them break free. Instead, he lit a cigarette and settled in to watch the show.
At this moment, Zhou Fudui wasn't the only one enjoying the spectacle. On a dilapidated, uninhabited house in the distance, a young man sat on the rooftop, gnawing on roast rabbit and drinking beer, watching the location of Song Laoyao's Wife with keen interest.
This person was none other than Yang Haoran, who had immediately rushed over after sensing a strong presence of Yin Qi.
The Spirit Police and Song Laoyao's Wife had already begun their fight, yet he wasn't rushed in the slightest, leisurely enjoying mouthfuls of beer and meat.
Strangely, however, no power fluctuations could be sensed from Yang Haoran at this moment, nor any trace of Yin Qi. Because of this, no one else detected his presence, neither Song Laoyao's Wife nor the Spirit Police officer.
"Don't the Spirit Police usually only respond to calls when there's a mission? Why are they so proactive tonight?"
Yang Haoran took another bite of meat and a sip of beer, a hint of confusion stirring in his heart. But this slight doubt didn't affect his mood for watching the show.
An Evil Spirit's strongest technique was to use illusion arts to trap targets in a delusion. If the opponent could easily break free of their illusions, then dealing with them would become much more troublesome.
However, just because an illusion was broken once didn't mean it couldn't be cast again. Seeing Zhou Fudui break free from her illusion in such a short time, Song Laoyao's Wife immediately cast another illusion, specifically targeting him.
This individually cast illusion was significantly more powerful than the illusions suffered by the other Spirit Police officers!
As long as she could trap Zhou Fudui for a bit longer, she was confident she could play him to death!
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