A Night of Desperation-Chapter 281: Trap Three

On the dim mountain path.

Old Yang was running breathlessly.

He was dashing for his two million, with that money, his investigation on this island could become easier. The funds from the government had long dried up, and without some replenishment, he wouldn’t even have enough for making talisman paper array plates.

Accelerating along the road, he looked back at the three white figures following him from a distance.

“The numbers have increased again… if it doesn’t work this time, I must report this and can no longer keep it a secret.” Old Yang gritted his teeth and made a decision.

Finding his direction, he saw the two-story shop by the seaside from a distance. In his eyes, the shop building wrapped in a circle of red glow had now been breached with a human-shaped opening.

At the breach, ghastly pale figures slowly walked into the shop, like predators smelling blood.

“Damn it!” His face changed. He accelerated even more.

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“What’s that?” Yu Hong abruptly opened his eyes from his practice, letting the Taiyuan True Method run automatically with Tao Breath Circulation. He sat up in the tent, furrowed his brows, and looked outside the room.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

A series of subtle footsteps slowly passed outside the room.

The footsteps were slow, with a fixed rhythm, one step every two seconds, completely unlike Song Siyu or the others getting up at night.

*There was no sound of breathing…* Yu Hong’s immense perception could detect that the owner of the footsteps in the corridor outside had no breathing sound.

At this distance, if he concentrated, he could even sense heartbeat pulses.

*With his current acuity of the five senses, it would be impossible not to notice.*

*Something’s wrong.*

Yu Hong slowly got up, opened the tent zipper, and slipped out.

Strangely, he didn’t sense any Red Value Radiation, otherwise, being extremely sensitive to the Black Disaster, he would have been alerted long ago.

*Not a Black Disaster, but also not Song Siyu and the others, so…*

He stood up, flexed his wrist a bit, and walked to the door.

Click.

The door was pulled open.

The footsteps outside the hallway instantly disappeared, leaving a dead silence.

Yu Hong stepped out, looked around, and saw an empty corridor with only the exit door open, allowing the cold wind to howl in.

He quickly walked over, closed the security door, and turned back.

To see a long-haired woman in a black dress standing at the door of the room he had just exited.

The woman’s face was unclear, facing him, her hair disheveled, her hands hanging down, barefoot.

“Who are you…?” Yu Hong’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke.

He could sense something was amiss with her, that she didn’t seem human.

But at this moment, he wasn’t a sole survivor at Black Wind Camp capable of taking down Level Nine Black Disaster by himself, just an ordinary college student on a tour on Huangsong Island, who enjoyed fitness and nothing more.

So he shouldn’t act outside of his character to avoid suspicion.

Just as he spoke, the woman turned around and slowly walked into the bedroom he just came out of.

Yu Hong rushed over in one step, stood at the room entrance, and saw nothing inside. It was empty.

*Not a Black Disaster;that’s definite now. At such a close distance, there was no Red Value Radiation at all… but didn’t Old Yang mention there was Black Disaster here since ancient times? Could it just be a coincidence, or… has the Black Disaster mutated with something else, causing a blend?*

Yu Hong’s body faintly exuded a very subtle wisp of Inner Qi, enveloping his body protectively.

*Is the way of attack unknown, just simply scaring people to cause mental instability?* He carefully checked the room, confirmed it was fine, and turned back to the corridor.

Just as he turned.

Someone was standing behind him. A young woman with a black dress and black hair, her face bluish.

She was almost pressed against Yu Hong’s back, her face only a hand’s width away, wearing a bizarrely neurotic smile.

At such a close distance, Yu Hong hadn’t noticed her, and the shock made him slap forward instantly.

Inner Qi moved, and his palm glowed white, with a sharp whooshing sound.

Bam!!

This slap was as unexpected by Yu Hong as it was by the woman.

Whoosh!!

His palm hit nothing, generating a strong whirlwind, echoing through the corridor.

The woman vanished as if she had never been there, seemingly an illusion.

“…Instantaneous Movement? Or existing in some special aspect, unable to touch?”

He had a vague sense that the woman in the black dress indeed had some significant issues.

*Unable to perceive, Inner Qi ineffective;despite my reflexes and speed when striking, she managed to escape… no, it seemed more like unattainable contact, she vanished instantly upon touch.*

Yu Hong carefully recalled that scene.

He couldn’t believe any random Black Disaster here could be this formidable. If that were the case, how did someone like Old Yang survive until now?

Ah!!

At this moment, a deafening scream came from Gao Wen’s room.

Yu Hong rushed without a word, kicking open the room.

With a slam, the scene inside the room appeared before him.

A short, stout man wielding a rusty machete stood in front of Gao Wen’s tent, raising the blade, ready to slash down.

Gao Wen was hiding in the tent, screaming in terror, curling up in a ball.

Poof.

In an instant, the man, who was about to slash down, suddenly disappeared.

Gao Wen continued to scream in agony, struggling to bury himself deeper in the tent, not daring to glance outside.

Yu Hong withdrew his hand, with a slight frown.

Earlier, he had flicked a wisp of Inner Qi, hitting the man, causing him to disappear instantly, although he didn’t think the problem was solved, more like temporarily repelling with Inner Qi.

*I remember now, my Inner Qi was specifically strengthened as a Special Attack for Black Disasters, so it’s normal it doesn’t work on other risks…* Yu Hong suddenly recalled the past scene.

Ah!

Just then, a screech rang out again.

It was Song Siyu!

He turned and quickly ran to another room.

Inside the room.

A short-haired man in a shirt and trousers held Song Siyu up high, suspending her in mid-air, clutching her throat, seemingly about to strangle her.

Without hesitation, Yu Hong grabbed a chair and swung it at the man.

Inner Qi silently coated the chair, crashing into the back of the man’s head.

Whoosh!

The man vanished instantly, as if he was an illusion.

Song Siyu, released, fell to the ground, coughing violently, unable to move for the time being.

“Die!!” At this moment, another shout from Wei Chengjun echoed down the corridor.

Yu Hong dashed out once more. Seeing Wei Chengjun’s reddened eyes, holding a short-handled military knife used for chopping wood, ferociously advancing.

“Die for me!” He seemed deranged, slicing toward Yu Hong.

Bam.

The slash was deftly dodged by Yu Hong, but the blade nicked the nearby wall, leaving a deep gash.

The cement wall crumbled, the blade momentarily stuck there.

Yu Hong took the chance to back away, observing the surroundings carefully.

The earlier slash was extremely fast and powerful, far beyond a normal human’s capabilities, comparable to a top athlete—even then, only Yu Hong might evade it, anyone else would surely be hit.

“Get back, he’s possessed! You can’t block him alone!!”

A frantic voice suddenly cried from behind.

It was Old Yang!

Yu Hong stayed calm, identifying who it was, but didn’t retreat;instead, he poised the tip of his right foot.

“Run away!!” Old Yang’s shouting echoed again from the back.

Yu Hong ignored it, watching Wei Chengjun as he pulled the knife out of the wall, slashing toward him again.

Whoosh!

With no Inner Qi, purely relying on his physical body’s strength.

Yu Hong’s right leg swung like a giant python, roaring with a sonic boom, his instep explosively kicked Wei Chengjun’s side arm.

Bam!!!

Wei Chengjun flew sideways like a ragdoll, slammed heavily against the left wall.

With a loud thud, he rolled to the corridor floor, remaining still.

“Holy shit…” Old Yang, who had stepped into the corridor, clenched a piece of talisman paper, ready to charge, witnessing the scene.

Immediately, his mouth hung open…

Looking at the possessed Wei Chengjun, then at Yu Hong, standing there, unfazed.

“Nice!” After a few seconds, he found a fitting adjective and blurted out.

Whew…

Old Yang exhaled a sigh of relief, quickly closing in to check Wei Chengjun’s nose.

“Thank God, only a slight loss of Essence Qi, a bit of rest will do. That kick of yours was precise!”

“Practiced a few years, just messing around,” Yu Hong humbly replied.

“A few years?” Old Yang said nothing, knowing that can’t be learned in just a few years. Of course, saying that was pointless, people wouldn’t admit to it.

At this moment, Song Siyu and Gao Wen rushed out, and seeing the scene, assumed Old Yang had resolved everything, bursting into tears, clinging to Old Yang’s arms desperately.

After crying out their fears, Song Siyu suddenly came to.

“Wait a minute, where’s Sisi?? Sisi’s missing!?”

“I came back because someone broke the red line circle outside, creating a breach! The aura leaked, attracting the trouble!” Old Yang snapped impatiently. “When I passed by, I saw there were only you guys here, no one else. Probably Sisi’s doing!”

His words instantly reminded Song Siyu of what her friend Sisi had said about looking for a gold bracelet.

Her face turned pale immediately.

Living over twenty years, she had delved into many mysterious places, but never encountered a situation as extreme as tonight.

You could say that everything that happened tonight, everything she had seen, thoroughly upended all her previous understanding.

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Even now, her mind was still blank.

Thinking of Sisi, she again began to worry, anxious for her friend’s safety.

“No… it can’t be, I persuaded her earlier, she promised me she’d wait till tomorrow to look for her bracelet, she’s never lied to me, it definitely wasn’t her!” Upon hearing Old Yang’s words, she hurriedly defended her friend.

“We’ll know once we find her.” Old Yang said coldly, quickly checking Gao Wen’s condition, relieved only when confirming the guy was okay.

After all, he was his money maker;if something went wrong, there would be no place to get his money.