Chapter 22: The Demon-Hunting Fox Girl

  The gun went off...

  The one who was hit wasn't Ma Long, but rather the Blood-Eyed Ghost Stuart standing opposite him.

  That bloody-eyed Hao Gui Stuart, with an incredulous expression, touched the huge hole on his left chest, and then fell backwards without even leaving a last word.

  A middle-aged man wearing a tattered Lorainian military uniform, with a large scar on his face that made him look ferocious, held a heavy steam rifle that was obviously homemade and walked out of a small house by the side of the road.

  This middle-aged man was obviously a disabled veteran, his left sleeve and right pant leg were empty, what allowed him to keep walking was a wooden crutch tucked under his right armpit.

  He had to hold a gun and control his crutches at the same time, making it extremely difficult for this disabled veteran to move.

  But this wounded old soldier walked unsteadily towards Malong and the others, cursing loudly as he went.

  "You bunch of nauseating little brats! If you were robbing and extorting those damned slave owners and parasites, we wouldn't bother to care! But - you've lost your eyes, actually trying to rob our Little Dragon, do you think that we old guys... would mind getting our hands stained with the blood of trash like you?!"

  "Our Little Ma Long", this nickname is very familiar to Ma Long, although he doesn't like it.

  Since the Baisha Daily reported on the blind veteran who spent all his money buying newspapers and giving them away for free to everyone he met, this nickname has often been mentioned in front of Ma Long.

  But at least for now, Ma Long suddenly felt that the title "Our Little Ma Long" was really endearing.

  In the midst of angry roars, the old soldier who had difficulty moving finally shifted himself in front of Ma Long and others.

  As if echoing the disabled veteran's words, more than a dozen homemade torches were lit one after another, illuminating the disabled veterans holding torches and clubs.

  The crippled veterans who lit the torches, in a disorderly manner, shouted and scolded those dregs of the dragon gang, and roused those dregs who were already in a state of unrest due to the sudden death of their leader, Blood Eye Hao Gui Stewart.

  "Get moving, before these scum react!" The crippled old soldier with a gun had already arrived in front of Ma Long and the others. Taking advantage of the noisy environment, he lowered his voice and urged them repeatedly: "These scum also have guns! The Stuart I took down wasn't their real leader! Their true leader is even more sinister and ruthless!"

  It seemed that the old soldier still had some concerns, so he continued in a hushed tone: "Hurry up! Go to the orphanage on the other side. Carnegie's Saint Warrior has an engineering team of 300 young men under his command, and our sons are all part of it. That place will definitely be able to guarantee your safety, Marlon, as well as the safety of 'The Book of Eli'... My son is named Andrews..."

  "We're leaving, what about you?"

  Ma Long hesitated, he had already figured it out that except for the armed old soldier who was talking to Ma Long, all the other disabled veterans were holding clubs.

  These disabled veterans, whose bodies have been ravaged by war and poverty after retirement, are no longer strong and healthy. Even if those scoundrels blocking the way in front of them were unarmed and came at them with bare fists, they would still be... overwhelmingly outnumbered!

  "We're just a bunch of old bones, even if we die it's no big deal, and we can free up some spots in the nursing home for other comrades. But you, Malong, are different - you're living well and safely, and that gives countless people like us who have lost hope a reason to live again! You'd better hurry up! Are you trying to drive this old man to kill himself?!"

  If it's said that the armed old soldier's speech was not urgent or slow just now, at this moment he is completely going to be frantic, otherwise he would not have spoken such threatening words to Malong.

  Ma Long finally understood. He finally understood why this disabled veteran... no... these disabled veterans would risk danger to help him.

  These disabled veterans' kindness, Ma Long can completely understand, but this letting others die for oneself and oneself escaping unscathed is something that Ma Long cannot do!

  Just as Ma Long was about to make a decision, he saw the armed disabled veteran who had been talking to him suddenly fall to the ground without warning!

  Then Ma Long felt a punch in his stomach, as if someone had struck him with a fierce blow! Then Ma Long saw again, like the tail of a poisonous scorpion... a sharp and slender sword stabbing straight at his right eye!

  Someone wants to kill me!

  In the world created by Musa-Mein, Marlon, who had experienced dozens of fake deaths, finally understood what it felt like to face real death!

  The moment he realized someone was going to kill him, Ma Long's body hair stood on end!

  Even this fear made Malong feel that the sharp sword pointing at his right eye suddenly became a slow-motion scene in a movie!

  Ma Long was terrified, but he did not give up his desire to live. He first wanted to move his body to dodge, but soon discovered that his movement was even slower than the slow-motion thrust of the sharp sword towards his right eye!

  Is this... because of a weak physical body, unable to keep up with the powerful spiritual energy that can suddenly slow down time?

  Then, giving up dodging with his mobile body, Malong endured the piercing pain and tried to recite that spiritual mantra, then forcibly summoned any figure hidden in his heart behind the red door!

  Anyone can! Anyone can - whether it's a beauty saving the hero or a hero saving another hero, it doesn't matter! As long as I can avoid this deadly assassination!

  However, the result of forcibly driving the soul curse was that except for making Ma Long's eyes turn black and his vision recovering from slow motion to normal, there was no other reaction.

  It's all over!

  Ma Long revealed a desperate expression... He didn't want to die, really didn't want to die!

  Ma Long finally understood what the crippled old soldier with a gun had said earlier: "The Stuart I killed is not the real leader of this dregs! Their true leader is even more sinister and ruthless!"

  That sharp sword, carrying the breath of death, was getting closer and closer, while Ma Long only managed to tilt his head slightly, making the target of the sword tip shift from his right eye to the corner of his eye.

  At this moment, the little fox girl Amy, who had been protected by Malong like a good girl, suddenly jumped out of nowhere, her ten curved claws hidden between the fluffy flesh and fur exposed, slashing towards the dark air in front of Malong!

  Hiss...

  Amy's fox claws touched that inky blackness, and a tearing sound like silk was heard.

  Ma Long clearly saw that on the small fox girl's sharp and curved claws, there were already crimson bloodstains.

  Ding——

  The slender, poisonous stinger-like sword that had plunged Ma Long into despair and mortal terror fell to the ground, emitting a "ting" sound that was music to Ma Long's ears.

  "It's interesting, there's even... Elisa, the Demon Hunter Fox Girl in a place like this."

  The assassin hidden in the darkness did not reveal himself due to the little fox girl's sudden attack, but only his voice drifted away as he said so.

  Elisa, the Demon Huntress?

  Is this about cute and lovely Aimie?

  After narrowly escaping death, Ma Long looked at Ai Mi in surprise. The little fox girl who was supposed to be soft and cute had her waist arched and a furious expression on her face.

  At this time, the giant flower-faced wolf-like Lucca, who was originally responsible for carrying luggage, also shook off its luggage and exposed its sharp claws and teeth in the direction that little fox girl Amy was staring at, letting out a menacing howl.

  "Malone, Lester, you're lucky tonight. Stuart died because of you, and I'll be back for revenge, remember my name, I am... Xiong Da."

  After saying these two sentences, the assassin who called himself "Xionado" completely disappeared from view, and Xiao Hu Nu and Lucas' tense state also gradually relaxed.

  It seems that the assassin "Xionado" has indeed left.

  Then, Ma Long's tense nerves and his wildly beating heart finally relaxed.

  Then, an irresistible, sleep-inducing fatigue, like a tidal wave, swept over Malong's mind - this is the aftermath of forcibly invoking his spiritual power?

  Before he fell asleep, Ma Long used all his strength to throw the book "The Book of Eli" in his hand towards those road-blocking rascals who had not run away yet.

  "This Book of Eli is yours now!"

  Watching the "Eli's Book" worth 110,000 Rands draw an arc in mid-air before falling to the ground, Marlon revealed a tired and exhausted smile.

  "This thing should be enough to deter those who haven't left yet, and make them temporarily give up on attacking or even shooting at people on our side."

  Thinking so, Ma Long finally fainted completely.