"Hehehe hahaha!" The government official laughed madly, "I knew there was no way someone could so easily deflect the Heavenly Thunder Technique!"
Chen Muxue held her arm in pain for a while, slowly realizing something strange.
The electric current crackled for a moment, but seemed to flow to a single point.
Chen Muxue switched the iron pan to the other hand, raised the hand that had been shocked, and inspected it carefully, feeling a slightly numb spot.
The government official saw her stand up again, and his pupils shrank, "Impossible!"
Chen Muxue couldn't help but chuckle, "Heavenly Thunder Technique, huh? Is this it?"
She raised her pinky finger towards the government official.
"You!" The official was so angry steam was practically coming out of his head.
"No, it's you!" Chen Muxue suddenly pointed the raised pinky directly at the official—
"Boom!"
A remarkably familiar Heavenly Thunder suddenly struck the official! Everything happened in the blink of an eye!
"Bang!" The Heavenly Thunder exploded,
Chen Muxue shaded her forehead from the sun with her hand, watching the official's figure get smaller and smaller in the sky until it finally went "ding" and disappeared.
"Ding" was the sound effect she provided herself.
After dealing with the official, Chen Muxue turned fiercely and looked at the person holding Xiaohua by the neck.
The person felt a chill on their neck, and a layer of cold sweat formed on their back.
"I know you're powerful, but I don't believe your speed can outpace my speed to snap her neck!" The person's voice trembled slightly.
Chen Muxue glanced at the other person facing Xiaohu, causing them to shiver, "I-I-I know nothing!"
They shouted while trying to run, and Chen Muxue bolted forward and swung the iron pan at them!
"Crash!"
Chen Muxue once again gazed at the enlarging sky in the same direction, watching another shrinking silhouette.
"Yay, home run! It's your turn." A cold light flashed in Chen Muxue's eyes.
The person holding Xiaohua was so tense that their expression became lifeless, and their hand unintentionally tightened.
"Mmm..." Xiaohua's neck was squeezed to the point of discoloration, and a pained expression appeared on her face.
"If you take another step..." The person's legs trembled, making it difficult to speak, and their arm muscles tightened even further.
A hidden purple gas spread upward, inhaled by the tense and gasping person.
"Don't be nervous, I..." Before Chen Muxue could finish speaking, the person flopped and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Xiaohua fell along with them, and Chen Muxue hurriedly stepped forward to pry open the person's hand, hearing a few cracking sounds as the muscles twitched tightly.
Xiaohua was finally able to breathe deeply, clutching her neck as she gasped and coughed.
Chen Muxue picked up Xiaohua and "accidentally" stepped on the person's arm, "Oops, sorry."
She quickly "avoided" it and stepped on the person's leg, "Oops, I'm really too careless!"
Two crisp cracking sounds of bones, it seemed the person was thoroughly unconscious now.
With a frugal spirit, Xiaohu tidied up the usable materials quickly and turned to see their Sect Leader collecting from the person on the ground.
After taking out a pouch, Chen Muxue weighed it in her hand and loudly declared, "Just enough to compensate for my pot and stove!"
The hidden onlookers remained silent, understanding all too well. Everyone knew!
No one had any sympathy for the thugs who took a young girl hostage. Look at the poor girl, her neck is still bruised!
Chen Muxue left decisively, leaving behind the bowls that the onlookers hadn't returned; she needed to take Xiaohua to see a doctor quickly.
In the shadows, Cen Lizhui secretly lamented, another day of not getting to eat.
No one noticed that after the purple gas dissipated, a stream of Black Qi penetrated the unconscious person's nose.
At night, from a bush, someone groaned in pain, "Ow ow ow," while underneath them a burnt person was barely breathing.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound.
"Old Three...?"
"Let's go."
After being carried, the person witnessed Old Three unhesitatingly finish off the leader with a stab.
"Old Three!"
"He won't survive anyway."
Silently, the person noticed Old Three's unsteady walking. Concerned, they looked closer only to see that Old Three's broken leg bone was protruding almost entirely, yet he seemed to feel nothing.
This... is this really Old Three?