Chapter 1663: Chapter 1663

The night breeze blew through the street, and the lights were dazzling.

Agent Kim rode her electric scooter past ’Three Fragrant Chicken’ on Harvest Road, bought four marinated chicken legs, half a pound of popcorn chicken, and then went to a chain supermarket to buy two bottles of Zhenlu Liquor, some jerky, and chips.

Humming a tune, she twisted the throttle.

The little electric scooter accelerated immediately, speeding along, quickly leaving the roadside lampposts far behind.

In the street park on the west side of Mingyuan Street, the elderly uncles and aunts who usually exercised and danced were gone, all having returned home for dinner.

The Little Cutie was usually waiting by the roadside, but was nowhere to be seen today.

Agent Kim didn’t mind; the Little Cutie must have lost track of time while playing!

So she rode her scooter inwards.

there was a creaking sound.

Agent Kim squeezed the brake and stopped.

A short distance away, the Little Cutie was crouching on the ground, playing with marbles. Beside her crouched a forty-something auntie!

The aunt had curly hair dyed reddish-brown, resembling a wild horse’s mane at first glance. She wore an oversized mink coat on top and tight pants below.

Because she was crouching, her buttocks were tightly rounded, forming an exaggerated curve like a full moon.

The aunt wore black peep-toe high heels, the heels very high, over an inch long. She wasn’t wearing socks, revealing her smooth feet and red-painted toenails.

Hearing the sound, the Little Cutie turned her head, and upon seeing Agent Kim, immediately shouted.

The sound was sharp, like a screwdriver scraping across tempered glass.

"This child is so disobedient!"

The aunt crouching opposite the Little Cutie shook her head disdainfully, not in a hurry, leisurely looking towards Agent Kim.

Agent Kim didn’t run, her pupils shrank, her entire body on guard, staring at this mink-wearing aunt.

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"Meeting me is your good fortune!"

The mink aunt chuckled, "I happen to be planning something big recently and need a runner, and you should do it!"

The aunt stood up, smoothing the folds of her mink coat with her hand.

The Little Cutie urged; this old woman was terrifying.

The aunt grumbled, slapping at the Little Cutie.

The Little Cutie’s head snapped back; what seemed like a light slap sent her flying as if hit by a high-speed truck, crashing into the flowerbed, grass scattering everywhere.

Agent Kim shouted, grabbing her electric scooter with both hands and hurling it at the aunt.

The hundred-plus pound scooter flew towards the mink aunt.

The aunt stood her ground, unmoved, facing the incoming scooter, and with a wave of her hand, slapped it aside.

The seemingly casual gesture, as if brushing away an annoying fly, dismantled the scooter under a horrifying force until it was a pile of parts clattering to the ground.

The electric scooter instantly disassembled, shattered into a heap of components, which scattered noisily across the ground.

Agent Kim crouched, body leaning forward, resembling a hunting leopard, and leapt out.

She exerted such force that her black stockings popped from the muscle tension, revealing her fair skin.

The Little Cutie climbed up, brushing away the leaves stuck to her head.

She was anxious and angry!

Why hadn’t she run earlier?

Because escaping was impossible.

Likewise, even together, they couldn’t take down this woman.

But with her sister making a move, the Little Cutie had no choice but to join in, so she lifted her short skirt, reached into her bear-patterned panties, and quickly pulled out a deck of cards.

Each card sported various ghostly images.

The Little Cutie threw the cards out.

The associated ghostly figures on the cards were summoned and charged towards the mink aunt.

The Little Cutie also got on all fours, sprinting with all her might.

Agent Kim yelled, punching towards the mink aunt.

The mink aunt brushed aside Agent Kim’s fist and with a backhand slap struck her face.

Agent Kim’s head was thrown into a daze, but instinctively, she grabbed her Hermès handbag, swung it by the strap like a Meteor Hammer, and aimed it at the mink aunt.

The aunt seized the handbag and kicked Agent Kim in the stomach.

Agent Kim was kicked away.

The mink aunt turned, facing these monsters, and sneezed.

The monsters all disintegrated into dust, blown away by the night breeze.

The Little Cutie tumbled and then quickly got up, bypassing the aunt, scrambling to Agent Kim’s side, baring her teeth like a guard dog at the aunt.

"You two are so disobedient!"

The mink aunt shook her head: "If it weren’t for that woman, I would tear you apart right now!"

For a God Hunter, Agent Kim and the Little Cutie were terrifying, their explosive rule pollution a life-threatening ordeal, offering a brutal taste of Hell.

But to the mink aunt, these two little creatures were mere insects, easily crushed.

Agent Kim said nothing; she bent down, removed her high heels, tore off the tattered stockings on her legs, then opened her handbag, taking out a bloodstained bandage, and wrapped it around her head.

The mink aunt was in no hurry, patiently waiting.

Life was boring enough; one had to find some entertainment.

A minute later, the wrapped-head office lady Lin Baici had encountered in the Busan Divine Ruins appeared in the street park.