Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 497 - 75: It’s a bit messy, let me sort it out

Wang Yunxiao was still on his way riding his horse...

Generally speaking, when you see over a dozen youngsters together looking all imposing and intimidating, they’re probably up to no good, not planning anything wholesome.

After last year’s two rounds of severe crackdowns, such scenes of crowds had long been absent from the streets of Tianmen. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Wang Yunxiao thought of himself as having a clear and handsome appearance with a kind face, but others might not see it the same way.

As he was getting closer to the location Li Mumu had mentioned, Wang Yunxiao could smell something off from a few streets away, growing more anxious by the moment. But just then, someone stepped forward to block their path.

"Hey! stop right there!"

The harsh tone didn’t sound like it came from a local.

Wang Yunxiao looked closely and saw a white man with golden short hair and a big beard wearing a police uniform standing in front, his right hand on his waist holster, the left hand extended in a stopping gesture.

???

What’s this now?

Is this still within the country?

Wang Yunxiao was dumbfounded and exchanged glances with his brothers, all looking puzzled.

It’s intense to see a foreigner in a police uniform.

Wait... calm down and think about it, Veronica is also a foreign woman, although you couldn’t tell she’s a foreigner with your eyes closed. The guy in front of us clearly hasn’t been learning Chinese for long, but that’s also understandable.

Wang Yunxiao wasn’t too nervous, but the blond policeman opposite him was very nervous... No wonder, his revolver could hold only six bullets, and there were over a dozen thugs gathered in front of him.

"Nobody move! Raise your hands!"

The blond policeman’s forehead was sweating cold sweat as he stared fixedly at Wang Yunxiao, speaking in broken Chinese, "If I were you, I wouldn’t want to cause trouble. It’s best if you cooperate, it would be better for all of us."

We can cooperate, but are you really a policeman? Wang Yunxiao had his doubts.

Your movements and professional demeanor do indeed suggest that, but we aren’t filming a Hollywood blockbuster here. Haven’t you noticed your speech feels out of place here?

Wang Yunxiao was about to speak when suddenly someone shouted from behind, "Auntie—!"

???

Hold on a moment?

Before Wang Yunxiao could react, the expression on the blond policeman’s face had already changed.

"Fusang People!"

Without another word, he drew his gun and aimed at Wang Yunxiao, switching off the safety.

Wang Yunxiao didn’t dare gamble that the man wouldn’t shoot. He raised his hand and threw his axe.

The axe lodged in the blond policeman’s arm, throwing the bullet from the gun barrel flying away.

The gunshot broke the quiet of the night.

What the heck, I’m suddenly a Fusang person?

Wang Yunxiao’s head was buzzing, but there was no time to think further. Seeing the policeman in uniform, he knew the man wasn’t just heading home from work alone; colleagues nearby would certainly encircle them at the sound of a gunshot.

And he himself evidently wasn’t a pushover. With the axe stuck in his arm, he didn’t grunt; instead, he used a technique resembling a donkey’s roll, rolling and crawling to take cover behind some stacked miscellaneous goods by the street, finding himself good cover.

"Laozi was set up!"

Although he still couldn’t grasp the current situation, Wang Yunxiao was certain that the shout just now definitely hadn’t come from one of his own brothers. The voice was very unfamiliar, and he had never heard it before.

Quicker to react was Eryang, who had been walking at the back of the group. Hearing someone yell "Auntie" startled him for a moment before he instantly turned his head and saw a skinny figure slipping into the alley behind them.

He hesitated not a bit but chased after it.

Just as he reached the mouth of the alley, he was met with a dazzling slash of a knife, which nearly split him in two from head to toe.

In such a rush faced with a terrifying slash, ordinary people wouldn’t have been able to react, but Eryang was not only unafraid, he charged toward the blade.

He loved fighting with knives and was the most ruthless. He knew how to chop people as well as how to dodge blades, so the big brother always assigned him to tasks involving rear ambushes.

With something like a knife, the most dangerous part isn’t the blade but the hilt, or rather, the person holding the knife.

Once he could exert his strength, his tremendous force would work miracles, and any knife could be deadly.

That’s why the worst thing to do in a knife fight is to create distance; this principle also applies to unarmed combat, which is why, in boxing matches, the losing fighter might clinch their opponent to conserve energy.

The knife had just been unsheathed when Eryang already closed the distance. The sharp blade drew blood from his shoulder, and at the same time, Eryang, with a savage smile, stabbed forward with his Ox Ear Sharp Knife.

The blade thrust directly into the opponent’s eye socket!

The person obviously wasn’t fully prepared mentally and hadn’t expected to encounter such a ferocious beast. His slash not killing the opponent but instead getting one of his eyes stabbed made him scream in agony.

Enduring severe pain, he tried to withdraw his katana for another slash, but Eryang firmly grasped the katana, not loosening his grip even as it sliced through his palm, causing both men to deadlock instantly.

Only then did Eryang clearly see that the "bird-person" in front of him was actually an adult male, yet appeared even shorter than himself.

"Duck!"

Wormwood’s voice came from behind.

Instantly catching on, Eryang quickly ducked. Wormwood, coming up from behind, grabbed his hand crossbow and shot.

The equipment of the Special Service Section had been nearly wiped out in their previous crackdown on the Blood Cup Sect and had not been replenished, but that referred to the armor and weapons worn on their bodies.

As for small gadgets like Palm Thunder and hand crossbows, they still had plenty in stock.

Eryang was ruthless, and Wormwood, as the team’s long-range sniper, didn’t have much restraint either. The crossbow arrow went straight for the opponent’s head and thunked into his left cheek.

Eryang pulled out the sharp knife and aimed to stab a few more times, but just then, a muffled thud sounded, and choking smoke sprayed throughout the alley.

Smoke bombs?

Eryang stepped back half a step on instinct and covered his nose and mouth as the dwarf, not daring to continue fighting, turned and ran, quickly disappearing into the smoke.

"Was that even a person?"

Eryang cursed through gritted teeth. Having taken a knife from him and an arrow from Wormwood and still having the strength to run, this endurance was indeed otherworldly.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Wang Yunxiao really struggled to hold down the police officer with the over-reactive blonde hair, who turned out to be well-trained in martial arts. At this moment, his revolver had been seized by Wang Yunxiao, yet he still maintained a defiant demeanor.

"You dare to set foot on the land of Ming Country, assault police and make arrests, are you prepared to pay the price?"

Wang Yunxiao was amused to anger.

It was completely outrageous, Laozi was actually being righteously accused of being a foreigner at his own doorstep.

"Who the hell said I’m from Fusang! Listen to my accent, was your brain kicked by a donkey?"