Chapter 9 What are you laughing at?
At the same time, Yu Ang, who was wearing a collar, slipped into a sewer in the Mu's manor.
In the dim environment, an almost crazy smile appeared on Yu Ang's face.
"This task is completed, Lord Sa Long will definitely use me again!"
While speaking, Yu Ang took out a reagent containing blue liquid from his pocket.
Just when Yu Ang was about to open the plug and pour the liquid into the sewer, a hand suddenly stretched out in the darkness.
"Snapped"
The back of the head was slapped unsuspectingly, and his head tilted, affecting the injury on his neck.
"Hey...ah!"
The pain made Yu Ang scream, and he lost his grip on the reagents and fell to the ground.
In the shadows on the ground, a hand suddenly stretched out to catch the reagent that was about to fall to the ground.
Melt into the darkness with the reagent.
"Who?!"
"Bingman...frozen..."
Before he finished speaking, Yu Ang received another solid slap on the back of the head.
Affected, the half-drawn star trail came to an abrupt end.
"Who?!"
Feeling dazed by the two slaps, Yu Ang turned his head sharply, but only saw the dark and wet wall.
"Damn it! Bingman...vomit..."
"Snapped!"
As soon as he raised his hand to condense the ice elements, he was kicked into the ditch.
Caught off guard, he poured a few sips of water, the sticky feeling filled his mouth, and Yu Ang retched subconsciously.
"who is it!!"
As he finished speaking, an arm stretched out from the shadow behind him.
"Snapped!"
Another slap, and Yu Ang, who hadn't stabilized his center of gravity, fell into the waste water again.
"puff..."
Spitting out a mouthful of sticky waste water, Yu Ang glanced around in horror. He always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the shadow.
"Shadow Element!"
The only people who can stay unnoticed in this dark sewer are shadow mages, and they are at least mid-level!
Without even thinking about it, Yu Ang immediately raised his legs and ran to the stairs leading to the ground.
Just as Yu Ang stretched out his hand to grab the stairs, a black shadow suddenly rose from the ground.
Yu Ang looked into the ninja soldier's scarlet eyes, and his pupils shrank sharply.
"Boom!!"
Before Yu Ang could react, the ninja soldier's pitch-black fist slammed into Yu Ang's face.
The body fell back under the force, and the ninja soldier flew up with another kick, going straight to the crotch.
"Ow~~"
Yu Ang stretched out his hand to cover his crotch. The pain had already overwhelmed the pain in his face. He let out a painful wail from his mouth, and his voice was a bit sharp.
It was really unbearable to bear such severe pain, Yu Ang rolled his eyes and passed out.
A black shadow soldier appeared after Yu Ang fainted, and left the sewer with Yu Ang's collar.
The stench emanating from Yu Ang's body quickly attracted the attention of passing servants.
"hiss…"
Seeing such a miserable scene, he couldn't help but gasped.After seeing the face clearly, the servant was startled and shouted loudly.
"Come on! Come on! Something happened to Master Yu Ang! Something happened to Master Yu Ang!"
Soon, Yu Ang was carried to the infirmary.
After washing the body and treating the trauma, two and a half hours later, Yu Ang's head was wrapped like a rice dumpling and he was lying on the hospital bed.
"It can't be cured down here, can it?"
"Yes, both of them are broken, and they can't be cured by ordinary means. Maybe you can ask a high-level healing mage to cure them."
Mu Zhuoyun looked down at the unconscious Yu Ang on the bed, weighed in his mind for a moment, and then decided to give up.
High-level healing mages are so rare. If you want to hire a high-level healing mage to heal, the price is unpredictable.
Moreover, Yu Ang is only the adopted son, and he does not depend on him to carry on the family line, so there is no need to waste money on such things.
Shortly after
Mu Zhuoyun looked at Mu He, whose clothes were torn and his face was red and swollen, his expression was gloomy and terrifying.
"Who is it! Who is targeting my Mu family!"
Ever since he made a bet with that boy Mo Fan, Yu Ang was attacked by mysterious people twice successively, and he was still in a coma.
Now Mu He was attacked again on his way out of the city to discuss business!
Is it his turn next? !
Mu Zhuoyun is still imagining the enemy in his mind, while Lu Chen has already started counting the harvest.
Relying on the special characteristics of ghost soldiers, Chase Lu's plan this time went very smoothly.
Counting the one from Yu Ang, Chase Lu now has a total of five reagents in his hand, presumably all of them are violent viruses.
This should be only the first batch of experiments, and the rest should be in the hands of head teacher Wu Ku.
With Lu Chen's current strength, other aspects are no longer something he can interfere with.
"Perhaps... I can remind Zhan Kong."
For the rest, Chase Lu just glanced at the video taken by the ninja soldiers, and then silently put it away.
In order to prevent Mu He from jumping over the wall, Lu Chen did not plan to release the video of Mu He summoning the black beast immediately.
With the evidence in his hands, Mu He could bring it down at any time.
So far, everything has been planned smoothly.
at dusk.
Yu Ang woke up from a coma, his bloodshot pupils still full of fear, pain and other emotions.
"It seems... the task assigned to you has failed."
A gloomy voice came from beside the bed. Yu Ang looked around and saw Mu He sitting by the bed, holding a book in his hands, with a gloomy expression.
"Big...big...sir"
Yu Ang spoke with a trembling voice.
"I... was overwhelmed by a shadow mage..."
Mu He's eyes narrowed and he took a sip of the tea on the table.
"Shadow type? Do you see what it looks like?"
Seeing that Mu He was not angry, Yu Ang breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and thought about it carefully before continuing to explain.
"Yes...at least he is a high-level mage. He is dressed in black and the others cannot be seen clearly."
Yu Ang recalled the figure he saw before fainting and added.
"By the way, red eyes! Eyes are red!"
Hearing this, Mu He slammed the table and dropped the tea cup to the ground.
"Snapped!"
Yu Ang was startled by this movement, and carefully glanced at Mu He from the corner of his eye.
Only then did he notice the wound on Mu He's face.
I was startled, wouldn't the adults also fail?
There was a long silence in the room before Mu He spoke.
"After a while, I will ask Mu Zhuoyun to bet on the cultivation qualification of the Holy Spring between you and that kid Mo Fan. You must win."
"This is the only chance to make amends, you know what I mean."
Yu Ang, who was lying on the bed, was stunned.
"I see."
"I will find out whoever attacked you."
When Mu He left the room and the servant came to the room, Yu Ang could clearly see the gloating expression on his face.
"what are you laughing at?!"
Yu Ang scolded sharply.
The servant was taken aback by the sudden scolding, and found that the smile on his face was too obvious, so he hurriedly held back.
"Young one... I have a happy event at my little one's family. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master Yu Ang."
"roll!"
A few days later, Yu Ang's injury improved, and when he was able to go to the bathroom by himself, he realized that his two precious bumps were gone...
Recalling the kick from the man in black before he fainted, Yu Ang understood everything,
"what!!!"
Angry roars resounded throughout the Mu's Manor.
(End of this chapter)