Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 373: Ancient Era-style Uncle Policeman

Chapter 373: Ancient Era-style Uncle Policeman

Gong Wumei had a subordinate bring ice over, then looked towards Ning Shu with his brows raised.
What was he looking at her for?
“How am I supposed to use this?” asked Gong Wumei. Ning Shu immediately replied, “Just put it directly in your pants.”
“Are you messing with me?” Gong Wumei bellowed, “Could it be that you want me to just keep holding onto my crotch?”
Ning Shu dug out her ears, then said, “Sect Leader, if you feel like you can’t do that, you can just lay down in a tub of ice water, then use hot water to stimulate it. After swapping between the two treatments to stimulate it, it should get better.”
Gong Wumei took a deep breath, then lightly said, “You’re messing with me.”
“I’m… not.” Before Ning Shu could even finish her sentence, there was a blur of movement, then her neck was seized. Gong Wumei’s face was contorted and his hot breath hit her face.
“You think that I can’t bear to kill you?” Gong Wumei’s expression turned even more sinister as he clutched Ning Shu’s throat with his jade-like fingers. “Right now, I want nothing more than to kill you.”
Ning Shu felt for the poison in her palm. She didn’t use it though, because even if she used it, Gong Wumei could still snap her neck before the poison kicked into effect.
She had truly done a wonderful job of courting death.
Breathing was becoming more difficult and her lungs were starting to burn.
Ning Shu slapped at his hands, then tried to peel them off. Gong Wumei said coldly, “Speak. How exactly do you treat it?”
Ning Shu struggled against his grip and pointed towards her neck. You’re freaking choking me, how am I supposed to talk!?
Gong Wumei humphed coldly, then released Ning Shu’s neck. Ning Shu started coughing violently to the point that tears were flooding out of her eyes. However, she was inwardly pretty happy, because she had managed to rub the poison on Gong Wumei’s hand earlier.
Frick! He actually tried to kill her! He deserved to become an eunuch!
Gong Wumei looked down at her coldly. “Talk.”
“Sect Leader, Sect Leader, it’s terrible! The people from the martial arts community have already gotten past the iron chain and are now attacking the cave!” Manager Liu rushed into the room.
Shock flashed across Gong Wumei’s face. “How did they get past the iron chain? Didn’t I say to untie the chain whenever those sects come to attack us? Why did you guys allow those people to get here?”
“Didn’t I send people to guard the bridge? What exactly happened!?” shouted Gong Wumei angrily. His body emitted another wave of an unbearable stench.
Inwardly, Ning Shu sighed in relief. Fudge, those people were finally here. She then did her best to decrease her presence. As soon as Gong Wumei left this room, she’d run for it.
Gong Wumei couldn’t be bothered to worry about his lower half’s trickling anymore since the enemy had already reached his door. He took a few steps forward, then turned around to grab Ning Shu by her collar and drag her towards the cave entrance.
Ning Shu: …
Why was he bringing her, a weak little maiden, to a battle? She had no combat strength at all, what was he bringing her for? Ning Shu felt like dying.
When they got to the cave entrance, there were already a lot of people there. The people all had different attires and some were every carrying flags that stated their faction.
The people from the Demonic Sect were currently fending off these orthodox sects’ attacks. When they saw that their sect leader had arrived, they immediately shouted, “Sect Leader!”
Both sides simultaneously stopped their attacks. Gong Wumei’s expression was dark as he took this in. He had set careful countermeasures, but these people had still been able to get past the iron chain. The only explanation for this was that they had a traitor.
Gong Wumei’s stern gaze swept over the faces of the Demonic Sect followers.
Ning Shu wanted to leave, but Gong Wumei still had a tight grip on her collar. As she stood there facing the two sides that were about to battle, Ning Shu, who only had Trashy Combat Skill, expressed that her knees were going weak. If practicing the Unsurpassable Martial Arts actually worked, she would’ve already charged into the crowd, swinging a whip with reverse barbs with no regard for the no man’s land, but her body was currently very pitifully weak…
Frick, Gong Wumei couldn’t be planning to make her die with him, right?
Someone stepped forward from the orthodox side. He was wearing blue martial arts attire and emitted a righteous aura just by standing there.
His facial features were clear and strong, with a very straight nose bridge. He was a very handsome martial arts alliance head.
When Gong Wumei saw this main, he said coldly, “Yan Nanzhu, I’ve always minded my own business and did not get involved with the martial arts community, yet you’ve brought people to attack my palace. Are you trying to start a war?”
“Gong Wumei. Your Demonic Sect tyrannizes the people, slaughtering the innocent and looting their homes. In addition, you’ve kidnapped countless women and kept them captive here in your Endless Palace.” Yan Nanzhu said loudly, “Could it be that we should continue letting you do as you please?”
As Ning Shu listened to this speech, she really wanted to scream ‘please save me!’ However, since she was right next to Gong Wumei, she tactfully kept her mouth shut.
“You want to kill me? A bunch of thrown together weaklings like you? What a joke.” Gong Wumei’s hair lifted slightly even though there was no wind. His expression was demonically charming as his body emitted an intense, ruthless aura.
Yan Nanzhu stood forward and stated, “Gong Wumei, you’ve committed bloody atrocities that cry to heaven. However, if you cease and desist, we will allow you to live.”
As Ning Shu listened to this, she was struck with the feeling that Yan Nanzhu was like an ancient era-style uncle policeman.