Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 416 - 214 At this time, still thinking about what character image

In that instant, there were more than one person in the crowd who started to make a commotion loudly from the back.

But the woman at the forefront didn’t rush in because the girl from the ward had come out.

The scene suddenly went quiet, and everyone’s gaze fell upon the girl.

"Did that sister just say that the little girl’s blood can cure all diseases?"

"I also said dog shit can cure all diseases; would you eat that? Do you believe everything you hear?"

"But what if it’s true?"

The girl silently watched the woman holding a child, without speaking for a long time, as whispers began to gradually build around them again.

The woman fell to her knees, crying and begging, "Bodhisattva! Please give just a drop of your blood to save my child! My family will be eternally grateful for your immense kindness; we will be your oxen and your horses! Please..."

The nun stepped forward to stop the girl, staring at the woman and asked coldly, "Who told you her blood could save your child’s life?"

The woman hesitated for a moment before hastily replying, "I heard it from someone..."

"You believe whatever others say? Don’t you have any judgment of your own?"

"Then what can I do? The doctors said there’s no hope for my child, what can I do?"

The woman clutched the child in her arms, who was dozing off, crying her heart out.

At this point, the girl put a finger to her mouth and bit down hard, her face instantly showing a pained expression.

The nun saw something in the woman’s face—a flash of hopeful joy—and turned her head to witness this scene, and couldn’t help exclaiming in shock and anger, "What are you doing? Didn’t I tell you..."

But then, seeing the woman on the ground lifting her child with all her might, she sighed inwardly.

This was a mother’s last resort; she really didn’t know how to refuse.

Bang—!

A gunshot echoed in the crowded corridor, startling everyone.

The onlookers by the door instantly scattered to the sides, making way and revealing the figure behind the crowd with a gun.

Li Mumu held the pistol with both hands, slowly lowered the gun barrel from aiming at the ceiling, and pointed it at the woman holding the child, loudly saying, "Don’t drink her blood, her blood is poisoned!"

However, the woman was not persuaded, yelling back just as loudly, "What’s it to you! My son is already beyond saving! Even if it is poison, what of it! If you dare, then shoot me dead!"

At the same time, the two nuns guarding the door also drew their guns and aimed at Li Mumu, "Put the gun down!"

Li Mumu was frantic.

When she rushed back after making the call, the woman had already started causing a scene.

Li Mumu could certainly understand the urgency of a mother, but the problem was that she was only willing to believe in the life-saving aspect and refused to accept that there’s no such thing as a free lunch.

If such an organic, natural, environmentally friendly Monk Tang Flesh really existed, why would it be your turn to have it?

Through Li Ya’s explanation, Li Mumu had basically guessed the true intention behind the trap set by the others.

If brute force won’t work, try a softer approach, creating a moral shackle to force the officials to give in.

Then, by instigating and deceiving the unknowing onlookers, create the tragic event of "Murdering Lilith."

Afterward, they would shift the blame to accuse the killer, and escalate it to the level of the People of Ming’s overall poor quality and deep-rooted national flaws.

At last, they struck in the name of the "Lilith’s Curse," executing their version of justice.

Uh... Don’t ask if it’s reasonable; everyone knows this kind of thing could never happen in reality. It’s a sheer fabrication, a slanderous defamation, baseless speculation.

Li Mumu could imagine the future that awaited this woman.

Whether she had access to a regret medicine didn’t matter, the key was to prevent it from happening on time, not to let the situation spiral out of control.

The Special Service Bureau placed two nuns from the Church here clearly as bait. Li Mumu didn’t know what their plan was, but as a future auxiliary member of the Special Affairs Bureau, having seen the complex schemes of the future era, she couldn’t ignore this.

If you have other plans, then unforeseen factors like me should rightly be taken into account in your plan. If you haven’t even considered such a basic level of unforeseen factors, then your plan is worthless.

Li Mumu saw someone standing outside the crowd, watching the show with a gun hidden under his clothes. She didn’t know if he was a secret guard arranged by the Special Service Bureau, but at that moment, she couldn’t consider much and barreled into him head-on.

The man staggered from her bump, swore profanely without realizing that Li Mumu had already lifted the handgun from its holster.

This piece of trash probably wasn’t sent by the Special Service Bureau.

Seeing the situation was about to spiral out of control, Li Mumu didn’t hesitate to raise the handgun and pull the trigger at the ceiling.

A gunshot rang out, stunning everyone.

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Wang Yunxiao: "???"

Is my blood pressure too low, am I seeing things?

I was just pummeling a son of a bitch who was inciting trouble from behind, and at first, he resisted while cursing, shouting, "What gives you the right to hit people? It’s illegal to beat someone, are you trying to kill someone?"

After a few punches and kicks from Wang Yunxiao, the guy’s face was battered, and his teeth were knocked out. That shut him up.

Seeing your damn punchable attitude, who do you think I am, a male protagonist from a women’s web novel? Do you think I need to reason with you? Go outside and ask around who I am!

After a few punches, Wang Yunxiao felt a bit weak and couldn’t muster much strength. Just as he was about to stand up, he heard a gunshot.

Many onlookers who had been watching the fight instinctively ducked and scattered to evade.

And then Wang Yunxiao saw Li Mumu.

He was at one end of the corridor, and Li Mumu was at the other.

In Wang Yunxiao’s hand hung a man he had beaten half to death, and in Li Mumu’s hand was a gun.

They locked eyes in mutual shock.

What’s going on here?

Damn it, what about my character setting?

Li Mumu suddenly felt a bit unsteady, but at that moment, the woman holding the child could not wait to grab the girl’s finger, pushing her own child to the front to suck the blood bead from the girl’s finger.

At this point, her mind was blank; she couldn’t care about anything else.

Li Mumu steeled her heart and was about to shoot, but just then, someone reached out from behind her, grabbing her arm tightly, forcing her to raise the gun’s barrel upwards.

Wang Yunxiao quickly grabbed an iron rod hanging with IV bags next to him, throwing it like a javelin towards Li Mumu’s direction.

At the same time, the two nuns also began to shoot, and the scene plunged into chaos. The crowd screamed and fled in all directions.

But the woman at the center of the vortex and the girl biting her finger seemed unaffected. The fresh red blood oozing from her fingertip successfully stained the lips of the child with her eyes tightly closed.