Chapter 262: Chapter 262
Its mouth was a wide fissure, stitched tightly shut with bright red thread from which droplets of red liquid oozed. Numerous silver needles pierced its head. Threads attached to them were entangled with its grey-white hair, pulling so hard the scalp looked like it was about to peel back. Its facial expression was lifelike, yet tinged with an eeriness that made one’s skin crawl and scalp tingle.
Sister Zhou slammed the cloth doll onto the ground.
Immediately after, a series of giggles erupted!
The cloth doll on the ground suddenly burst open, transforming into a cloud of needle-laden silk threads that swept toward the five rushing figures. Instantly, the threads wrapped around their bodies, driving the attached needles deep into their flesh. Fresh blood trickled out along the threads.
Tan Wenya, caught in the brunt of the attack, screamed in pain, her face contorting in agony. She had been pricked. Her sultry, voluptuous body was harshly pierced by a needle. The sharp needle sank deep into her flesh, and bright red blood immediately gushed out. It was excruciating. In her eighteen years of life, this was the first time she had been pierced by a needle, and tears welled up instantly.
The other four fared no better; all were entangled in threads and pierced by needles. Blood gushed from them as well, their bodies wracked with intense, excruciating pain. However, being men with tougher skin and greater endurance, they didn’t cry out.
Seeing the five momentarily entangled by the cloth doll, Sister Zhou immediately turned her motorcycle around and shouted at Su Yan, "Quick, get in!"
"No need. You go on. I can handle those five myself." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ noveⅼfire.net
"Don’t be foolish! Those are professional bandits. Don’t be overconfident just because you’re the provincial top scholar. Get in and leave with me!" Sister Zhou urged anxiously.
She knew all too well how terrifying Lu Xiaolong and his gang were. Several provincial top scholars had already fallen into their hands and been stripped clean. The cloth doll she’d thrown could, at best, entangle them for another ten seconds. If they didn’t seize this chance to flee, it would soon be too late.
"Younger Brother Su, get in, quick!"
Seeing Su Yan unmoved, an air of blind confidence about him, Sister Zhou urged him again.
Su Yan remained still, asking curiously, "Sister Zhou, what kind of doll was that? It seemed quite powerful."
Sister Zhou was frantic. "No time to explain! Get in! The doll can’t hold them for long!"
"Do you have another doll? Sell me one."
"If you don’t get in now, I’m leaving!"
Sister Zhou’s face was etched with impatience. Seeing Su Yan’s nonchalant demeanor, she felt an overwhelming urge to just leave him and go.
Just then, an enraged roar echoed, "You’re finished!"
It was Lu Xiaolong’s voice. He had managed to break free from the binding threads and needles. His facial muscles twitched as he endured the pain of pulling the silver needles from his body. Blood immediately gushed from the wounds. His face contorted with rage. Although they were only superficial wounds, being bested by a mere cloth doll ignited an extraordinary fury within him, leaving him feeling utterly humiliated.
Soon, the other four, weaker than him, also broke free. Each looked as ferocious as a bloodied beast.
Tan Wenya glared at Sister Zhou, her eyes glinting maliciously. "Brother Long," she seethed, "we can’t let those two off easily! I want to torture that bitch!"
The doll’s needle had caused her considerable pain; her lower body still throbbed with a sharp pain. Therefore, she was determined to return the suffering to Sister Zhou tenfold; nothing less would quell the hatred in her heart.
"Last chance, get in!" Sister Zhou shouted at Su Yan, simultaneously revving her motorcycle’s engine, ready to flee at breakneck speed. Otherwise, if she fell into that girl’s hands, she knew she’d suffer a terrible fate.
Lu Xiaolong yelled to the four beside him, "Quick, finish the fight! We’ve already wasted too much time. If those old coots from Jing University show up, we’re done for!"
Then, with a powerful push from his calves, he launched himself toward Su Yan like a released spring. Following suit, the four beside him also leaped. THUD! THUD! The ground cracked under the force of their takeoffs as they viciously charged toward Su Yan and Sister Zhou.
"Idiot, fend for yourself!" Sister Zhou cursed. With a ROAR, she sped off on her dirt bike. She was only in her early thirties with a long life ahead of her. She wasn’t about to share a coffin with a mere acquaintance.
An incredibly terrifying Overbearing force erupted from Su Yan’s body!
Immediately after, five successive THUDS echoed!
Within a hundred-meter radius of Su Yan, the ground suddenly trembled violently.
Sister Zhou, who hadn’t gotten far, distinctly felt this horrifying tremor.
It’s over! she thought. This recklessly overconfident top scorer from the Nanjiang Province Evolution Department’s college entrance exam is probably done for.
With that thought, she glanced back pitifully, wondering if Su Yan was still alive.
But what she saw next left her utterly stunned!
All five of them, led by Lu Xiaolong, were down. Every single one. Each one was face down, half their body embedded in the earth, surrounded by countless cracks.
"What... what in the world happened?!"
Seeing the scene behind her, Sister Zhou was completely flabbergasted, her face a mask of utter disbelief. Still in shock, she lost her grip on the handlebars. With a CRASH, she was thrown from the motorcycle, landing sprawled on her back.