The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 11

The blood suddenly appears!
  Sparks fly!

William bit his lip and rolled to the floor. He looked at his right shoulder in shock.

There suddenly opened a hideous wound that was as deep as the bone. A large piece of flesh was rolled up, spreading from the right chest to the shoulder. Dark red blood was gurgling out from it. Severe pain came from it, and waves of stimulation were felt. Brain, but no matter how serious the injury was, he finally saved his life!

He moved his eyes upward, looking half fearfully and half thankfully at a certain spot on the wall. A foot-long iron bar that seemed to have been pulled from the stair railing was tremblingly inserted there.

Just now, it was this iron bar that flew over at the critical moment, sending sparks flying when the iron hook hit it, and swinging it three-thirds of the way.

Otherwise, I would probably have had that huge sharp hook thrust straight into my skull from my chin, hanging dangling in mid-air like a fish caught by a fisherman.

"Huh...huh, finally I caught up!"

The person who threw the iron bar was naturally Zhu Mingyao. Within ten seconds, he swept across the hall and rushed to the 8th floor. Even with his physical condition, he couldn't help but feel out of breath for a moment.

Looking at the group of people who were stunned by this sudden turn of events, he didn't have time to say any more nonsense. He glanced upward, stretched out his right leg, and lifted his toes——

A pot of withered green plants that had fallen to the base of the wall was kicked up by him. Like a cannonball, it roared towards the hole in the ceiling where the iron hook hung!

"boom!"

"Crack!"

The ceiling, which had become moldy and rotten during the long period of abandonment, was instantly shattered, and a hole the size of a diameter was made by the flower pot.

Amidst the pained roars of the murderer upstairs, broken porcelain pieces rustled down from the hole along with the soil and dead leaves.

Once the blow was successful, he didn't even look at the result. He grabbed William's dropped pistol and fired a series of shots at the top of his head!
  He didn't stop until all six bullets in the police revolver in his hand were empty.

Zhu Mingyao stood attentive, and he could only hear the rustling sounds upstairs gradually fading away, and he knew that the round of shooting just now failed to kill the opponent.

He was not too surprised by this. Even though it had been several years since he traveled back in time, he had to practice magic and various miscellaneous studies, and he also had to look for opportunities to earn points. He was so busy that he didn't have much time. Go practice firearms again.

Although I took the time to learn about it in private, I basically only know how to use it, and I really can’t praise it for its accuracy.

Fortunately, being able to force the opponent back temporarily can be regarded as achieving the purpose of this trip.

What is the purpose of this trip?
  It's to save people!
  He would not be like the characters in Hollywood movies, where personal heroism takes over and he insists on catching up with the murderer and fighting to the death in a dazzling showdown.

This is the real world, why should I run to fight with you?
  Who knows if there are any firearms or explosives in your lair?

First rescue the people, and then guard the hotel. Can this murderer still fly into the sky?

At that time, whether you call the police to scare him away, or simply make a decision and give him a fire camp, you will be able to move forward and retreat freely.

Although this guy's strength and physique are not as strong as humans, in the final analysis, he is still a human being. It's just that in such a small environment indoors, it seems a bit tricky.

If he dared to rush to the flat ground outside, Zhu Mingyao wouldn't even need to take action. The shotgun in the old lady's hand would kill him in minutes.

Do you know what it means that it’s hard for a god to hide away? As the crystallization of modern military technology, the direct lethality of this thing is stronger than all the spells Zhu Mingyao can cast now!

After taking a few breaths, the young man bent down to help Mr. William, whispered a few words in his ear, and explained the situation as briefly as possible.

When he heard that his old mother, regardless of her old age and frailty, drove hundreds of miles for her own sake and brought people to rescue her, William's eyes instantly turned red and tears couldn't help but well up. Since he became disabled, his temper has become more and more violent in the past few years, and he and his mother have quarreled frequently. Thinking about it now, he is almost ashamed.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would just want to cry!
  But at this time, no one had time to care about William's mood. Zhu Mingyao stretched out his hand and pressed on the wound on his shoulder, and recited Zhu Youke's [Golden Creation Curse] in a low voice twice.

After the spell seeped in and the bleeding slowed down slightly, Zhu Mingyao raised his hand and called a few boys and girls over, asking them to carry William downstairs, while he walked at the end to be on guard...

"Little William! My child..."

Seeing the group of people stumbling out of the hotel door, Mrs. Williams, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, ran out of her hiding place.

When mother and son met, they immediately hugged each other and cried excitedly. Seeing this situation, Zhu Mingyao had no choice but to step forward to dissuade him. William's injuries were really serious. With his level of cultivation, the spell could only temporarily stop the bleeding. You need to rush to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Since they couldn't find the key to the reformatory bus for a while, everyone had no choice but to squeeze into the old lady's car.

"What? Don't you come with us?"

The old lady was sitting in the cab and was about to start the car when she heard Zhu Mingyao say that he wanted to stay.

She suddenly became anxious, stretched out her arm from the car window, and grabbed the boy's shirt.

"No, it's too dangerous..."

Zhu Mingyao pointed to the car and interrupted the old man's words with facts:
  The old-fashioned Ford sedan with a capacity of four people now has eight people crammed into it together with the driver. In order to make some space for the injured William, the six juvenile delinquents from the reformatory are already crowded like sardines in a can. There is no room for one more person to sit down.

"You drive and let me stay."

The kind old lady still wanted to continue persuading.

"Don't worry, I'm here to keep an eye on you, and I won't take any chances. It's the best help to me if you go to the police.

Also, we must go to a nearby hospital as soon as possible - Mr. William's injury cannot be delayed! "

The last words finally convinced the old man who loved her son so much. She ignored the boy's obstruction and left both guns behind. Then she drove away with her face flushed as if she had done something wrong.

Watching the car drive onto the country road, the taillights gradually faded away in the dark night and turned into two small dots. Zhu Mingyao turned around and stared at the dark hotel in front of him expressionlessly.

As if they were not aware of the commotion just now, the building was still silent.

However, Zhu Mingyao knew that this was just an illusion. With his mental strength several times higher than that of ordinary people, he could vaguely feel that strong hostility and murderous intent were constantly coming from somewhere in the hotel.

"Want to kill me?"

"Haha, what a coincidence, that's exactly what I meant!"

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Zhu Mingyao kept loading the two guns, one long and one short, with bullets. He inserted the revolver into the holster he took from William at his waist and held it flat with both hands. The old lady slowly walked into the hotel door with her Remington shotgun.

All unarmed personnel have withdrawn.

Now, round two is here!

　Another day without contract signing╯﹏╰
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)