novel bin Chapter 210: Caught a Cockroach
Chapter 210: Caught a Cockroach
The once arrogant and domineering enemy leader was now fleeing like a stray dog.
He ran frantically towards a towering tree, as if it could become his last refuge.
He clutched his chest tightly with both hands, gasping for breath. His body trembled with fear and exhaustion, and his face was filled with lingering shock. He looked extremely shaken.
Looking at his bewildered expression, it was even more amusing.
His eyes darted around and around, and his head swayed from side to side, as if the slightest rustling of a leaf would startle him.
It's hard to imagine that just an hour ago, he was the imposing leader of a powerful team of two thousand people!
Back then, he was incredibly arrogant and domineering, looking down on everyone.
However, at this moment, in this vast and boundless forest, he had become utterly alone.
His former henchmen had vanished, leaving him all alone in this eerie and terrifying environment, hiding and fleeing.
Wu Heyi, on the other hand, stood silently like a ghost atop the large tree above his head.
He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, staring intently at the enemy below without moving.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing his clothes to flutter, but his figure remained as steady as a mountain, completely unaffected.
Time passed slowly, and after about twenty or thirty minutes, the person finally caught his breath a little.
He cautiously raised his head again, looked around to make sure no one was following him, then let out a long sigh of relief and slumped to the ground like a deflated balloon.
"Damn it! We've really lost out this time!"
We lost my entire tribe!
Everything has to start all over again…
He cursed as he pounded the large tree beside him with his right hand.
Unfortunately, the thick tree trunk was as hard as steel and remained unmoved.
On the contrary, he himself, because he exerted too much force, grimaced in pain and let out a painful groan.
Just as he was pounding the tree with his fists, Wu Heyi silently slid down from the tree.
The intense pain from hammering the tree earlier had completely distracted him, so much so that he didn't notice Wu Heyi's sudden appearance.
After a while, he slowly recovered from the pain and gently blew on the reddened area of his wrist, trying to relieve some of the pain.
At this moment, he began to rethink where he should go to start his path to wealth again.
Just as he was deep in thought, he suddenly felt a warm breath brushing against his ear.
"You've been running for so long, you must be tired. Do you want to run some more?"
These gentle words, like the whispers of a demon from the deepest hell, exploded in his mind in an instant.
In an instant, he was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. His body involuntarily kicked out, and he flew dozens of meters away like an arrow.
Then, with a look of horror on his face, he turned around and stared intently at Wu Heyi, who was leaning leisurely against the big tree.
At this moment, Wu He was smiling, but in his eyes, that smile was more ferocious and terrifying than a demon.
His eyes widened, his lips trembled, and he stammered in surprise:
"You... are you a human or a ghost? How... how could you catch up with me?"
You must know that the martial spirit he possesses is no ordinary existence; it is a two-headed dog that strikes fear into the hearts of all!
The most distinctive feature of a two-headed dog is that it is born with two different attributes.
However, what's both funny and frustrating is that this guy somehow got lucky, as both of his attributes turned out to be wind-type.
The combined effect of two attributes far surpasses that of a normal 1+1.
That's why, when he unleashes his full power and goes all out, his speed is simply beyond imagination.
In his view, if the opponent doesn't have some particularly impressive skills or unique abilities, it would be a pipe dream to accurately pinpoint his escape direction and route.
To his utter surprise, in the brief moment he had stopped to rest, the man named Wu Heyi appeared before him like a ghost.
This sudden situation really frightened him; his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
Only then did he belatedly realize a startling fact—he had been running like crazy all the way, and was already panting heavily and sweating profusely. Even his breathing had become unusually rapid and heavy, as if each breath had exhausted all his strength.
But what about the boy in front of us?
Not only was he not panting heavily from exhaustion like her, but not a single bead of sweat appeared on his handsome face.
Clearly, for this boy, chasing him was a piece of cake, requiring absolutely no effort.
After careful consideration, the last vestige of his desire to escape vanished without a trace, as if blown away by a sudden gust of wind.
At that moment, it was as if he had suddenly lost the backbone supporting his body and soul. His whole body went limp involuntarily, his knees buckled, and he knelt heavily on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his hands and began to slap his already flushed cheeks mercilessly.
Each slap was accompanied by a crisp and loud sound, which made people feel pity.
"I'm sorry, I'm really a scoundrel, worse than a pig or a dog!"
Please, have mercy and spare my life!
I swear, from this day forward, I will never again dare to covet your secret technique!
He kept slapping himself in the face while pleading tearfully.
Standing to the side, Wu Heyi quietly observed the various changes in the man's expression within a short minute:
From initial terror to later despair and collapse, and now to this humble plea for mercy.
Such a rich variety of facial expressions is both frustrating and hilarious.
Wu Heyi wondered to himself what kind of bizarre and absurd story this guy had concocted in his mind to scare him in that short minute.
However, despite being filled with doubt and curiosity, Wu Heyi maintained a faint smile on his face.
He took a leisurely step and slowly walked to the man who was kneeling on the ground and self-torturing, then slowly squatted down.
With movements as gentle as if afraid of startling a frightened fawn, she gently extended her right hand and lifted the other person's lowered chin.
(If, at this moment, there happened to be a bystander from the 21st century witnessing this scene, they probably wouldn't be able to resist...!)
Time slipped away unnoticed.
Throughout this seemingly short yet incredibly long period, Wu Heyi maintained a smile and engaged in a friendly and in-depth conversation with the other party in a calm tone.
Gradually, the man who had initially seemed panicked and timid became surprisingly compliant.
He would answer any question Wu Heyi asked without hesitation, revealing everything Wu Heyi wanted to know without reservation.
Afterwards, Wu Heyi walked to the side with satisfaction, picked up a clean white cloth, and carefully wiped his hands, which were covered with dirt and sweat.
He gently rubbed each of his fingers, as if trying to completely remove all the fatigue and grime.
After wiping his hands, he raised his arm and gently wiped away the large beads of sweat on his forehead with the white cloth.
After doing all this, he took a deep breath, tidied his slightly disheveled hair, then turned to the terrified person in front of him and slowly gave the order:
"From now on, you can't call him Brother Qiang anymore!"
There's already someone in our village who's called Brother Qiang!
So, from now on, I'm going to give you a new name. You'll be called Xiaoqiang!
After saying that, Wu Heyi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
That smile seemed gentle and kind, like a spring breeze, but in the eyes of the man named Xiaoqiang, it was like the cold laugh of a demon showing its hideous fangs, making people's hair stand on end and shiver with fear!