Chapter 222
Chapter 222
The older man said, “…This is your idea of helping?”
Yun Youyou waved the fan, her gaze sincere.
“What else would it be?”
While the older man was distracted, Fu Yiming kicked him directly in the knee.
Crack!
Dense beads of sweat instantly appeared across the older man’s forehead.
Pain!
That kick had probably shattered his kneecap.
Even Jiang Mixue felt pain for the older man as she watched.
Fu Yiming raised his foot, seemingly preparing to kick again.
“You think I’ll let you kick me twice?”
The older man suddenly released his fist and rammed his other shoulder straight into Fu Yiming.
The force of the impact was enormous.
Fu Yiming staggered.
Seizing the moment, the older man slammed another heavy fist into his stomach.
Fu Yiming bent halfway over and clutched his abdomen, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.
The older man stared at him maliciously.
“Give up. You’re alone, while there are three of us.”
Fu Yiming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly smiled.
“Three? Are you sure?”
The older man genuinely thought about it.
“I count as one, Jiang Mixue counts as half, and Yun Youyou counts as… Forget it. She doesn’t count.”
Yun Youyou silently raised one paw in protest.
“Why don’t I count?”
The older man glanced at her. “Come beat him up and you’ll count.”
Yun Youyou silently withdrew again.
“You should do it.”
Fu Yiming looked over the three ghosts and said calmly, “Even if all of you attack together, you won’t be my match.”
Yun Youyou hesitated, but finally handed him a tissue.
“Stop boasting. Wipe off the blood first.”
Fu Yiming accepted it without arguing.
The older man scoffed disdainfully.
“Young people today really know how to show off.”
Yun Youyou patiently advised, “What’s the fun in all this fighting and killing? Why don’t we draw lots to decide who wins?”
The older man said, “No. I’m going to beat him to death today.”
Fu Yiming sneered.
“We still don’t know who will die.”
The older man said, “Hah. Then let’s find out.”
The next second, the older man lunged at Fu Yiming.
This time, just as his fist reached Fu Yiming, an invisible barrier blocked it.
No matter how the older man gritted his teeth, his fist couldn’t advance another inch.
Yet Fu Yiming’s seemingly weightless punch easily passed through the barrier and sent the older man flying.
Bang!
The older man slammed into the wall in disbelief.
Damn it! He was cheating!
Yun Youyou and Jiang Mixue opened their mouths like ignorant country bumpkins.
Wow!
He flew so far!
“Hurry up and get me down!”
The older man glared through gritted teeth at the two ghosts who were still watching the show.
Yun Youyou and Jiang Mixue hurried over.
A short, chubby ghost was embedded in the white wall.
Yun Youyou took out her phone and silently snapped a picture.
This would become the Ghost Realm’s next famous photo spot: I Miss You on the Wall.
Jiang Mixue took a selfie too.
Only after both women checked in did they pry the older man from the wall.
Wall and ghost were wedged together too tightly.
Yun Youyou planted one foot against the wall and gritted her teeth before she managed to pull the older man free.
“Ow! My waist is nearly broken.”
The older man grimaced and couldn’t even stand straight.
When he looked at the two relaxed ghosts beside him, it suddenly struck him how unfair this was.
Why did he have to exhaust himself while the two of them did nothing?
The older man sat in the corner and waved at them.
“You two go next.”
Yun Youyou and Jiang Mixue looked at Fu Yiming in the distance.
The corner of his mouth was slightly swollen and red, but that didn’t diminish the imposing aura radiating from him.
In the darkness, he casually rotated one wrist and stared straight at them.
Yun Youyou silently swallowed.
“My mother taught me from childhood that whether you’re human or ghost, you have to learn to yield to others.”
She turned to Jiang Mixue. “So you should go first.”
Friendships always broke eventually, but Jiang Mixue had never expected that day to arrive so soon.
She took a step backward.
“What a coincidence. My mother taught me the same thing.”
Yun Youyou stepped back too.
“You’ve worked longer than I have. Please, you go first.”
Jiang Mixue took another step back.
“No. You’re stronger. Please, you go first.”
“No, after you.”
“No, after you.”
……
With every sentence, the two took another step backward.
After only a few exchanges, they had retreated to the corner of the corridor.
A few more steps and they would successfully escape.
The corner of Fu Yiming’s mouth twitched a few times, but he said nothing.
He had once believed the Game was full of respectable ghosts, until he met Yun Youyou.
“Where do you two think you’re going?”
The older man saw through Yun Youyou and Jiang Mixue’s scheme and jumped in fury.
“If you’re so capable, why don’t you retreat all the way to Mars?”
Yun Youyou said, “I’m a ghost, not an astronaut.”
The older man: ……
Under the older man’s threats and promises, Yun Youyou could only steel herself and step onto the field.
With her back to the older man, she signaled frantically at Fu Yiming with her eyes and brows.
Whether Fu Yiming understood or not, his expression didn’t change.
Yun Youyou assumed a fighting stance and snarled, “Take this.”
She picked up a stick nearby and charged at him ferociously.
“Watch out! Here comes the little flying stick!”
Fu Yiming: ……
As Yun Youyou was about to reach him, he extended one hand and lightly blocked her.
Heaven could testify that he truly hadn’t used any strength.
Could someone tell him why Yun Youyou had gone flying anyway?
Yun Youyou drifted lightly to the floor and spat out a mouthful of unidentified red liquid.
She bravely reached out, clutching Jiang Mixue’s pants.
“Xuexue, you have to… You have to avenge me…”
She did not get to finish.
Her hand suddenly dropped.
Her entire ghostly body collapsed unconscious.
Jiang Mixue: ……
You used this trick. What am I supposed to use?
She stiffly stepped forward.
“How dare you hurt my best friend. I will never forgive you.”
Jiang Mixue delivered the line without a trace of emotion.
Two pairs of eyes watched her, joined by a third pair that secretly cracked open.
Jiang Mixue charged at Fu Yiming as fast as possible.
Seeing her approach, Fu Yiming frowned and dodged aside.
Very quickly, he realized something was wrong.
He reached out to catch Jiang Mixue.
But it was already too late.
The humans and ghosts present could only watch as Jiang Mixue shot straight through the window and flew outside.
Shattered glass sprayed across the floor.
The older man stared in shock.
Yun Youyou admired her silently: Two words. Fucking awesome!
After Jiang Mixue fell outside, she vanished without a trace.
At the window, Fu Yiming saw no sign of the ghost and turned around.
Yun Youyou hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to be unconscious.