Chapter Fourteen: The Assassin is Captured

  The Eastern Showa Kitano and several other handsome men rushed up again, but it was too late. The coughing fit of the Weng Mei had almost disappeared, but she still lay weakly on the ground.

  The little ant flew back to Wǔ Níngmò's shoulder, causing Wǔ Níngmò to look at it with great disdain. As soon as the battle began, the self-proclaimed spirit was frightened and fled in a hurry, immediately flying away from Wǔ Níngmò's shoulder!

  Dongfang Zhao looked in the direction where the assassin disappeared, without giving a second glance to Wu Xingmo. He let out a breath with a hint of reproach: "How could you let the assassin get away!?" Although there was no subject, it was clear that he was scolding Wu Xingmo.

  Wu Ning sat on the ground, giving Dongfang Zhao a multitude of disdainful looks. In her heart, she silently cursed Dongfang Zhao for being inconsiderate: "Hmph! You're so capable! Why didn't you stop this from happening earlier? You're so powerful! Why didn't you catch the assassin yourself and show me? The situation just now was clearly unavoidable, what a joke!"

  It's still better to have Beiyedadi big brother, he rushed up and his first sentence was a warm concern: "Xiaowu, are you okay? That assassin's martial arts skills were high, didn't they hurt you?"

  Bei Ye stretched out his thick and large hand, and Wu Jingmo handed over her delicate jade-like hand. He pulled her up, and she stood up from the ground with a slight effort. She patted off the dust on her buttocks and responded to Di's concern: "Thank you, Brother Di! I'm not hurt at all, hehe!"

  Wan Congwen indeed did not suffer any losses, but those who were harmed are numerous!

  Yes, this is our poor Pudding Shoes! He just stepped on a banana peel that some scoundrel had discarded. He slid for a long distance with one foot on the banana peel before he finally stopped. But when he did stop, he was already in the gutter.

  All of a sudden, there was a clear and crisp "thud" sound, and our beloved Didi's shoes had gloriously "sacrificed" themselves! He fell head-first into the ditch, luckily there was no water in it, only a big pile of weeds that hadn't been cleared yet. Nanquan's feet kicked wildly as he struggled to get out, but his friends didn't come to help him. Even when Wuyue tried to go forward and assist, she was stopped by Nanquan: "No need, it's useless! Let him stay head-down for a while, maybe that idiot's brain will suddenly wake up!"

  "Oh——" Wu Ningmo looked at her and still waved her long legs in her favorite sneakers, she could only show sympathy! It's really not her fault, it's the most "beloved" younger brother of the sneakers who didn't let Wu Ningmo go save him! Amen——May God bless you!

  So, by the time our poor Pudding Shoes finally pulled his head out, the scene was empty. His handsome hairstyle had turned into a bird's nest, with a few strands of grass stuck to it. No need to guess, he knew who did it just by thinking about it with his toes. He shouted at the air: "Dead Ma Ma, you've abandoned me again! I'm your brother, how could you do this to me?"