Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 501 - 79: The Situation is a Bit Complicated Now

Wang Yunxiao had never thought that Yan Yu’an would still consider him a threat.

After all, from his own perspective, he and his brothers were just following him to work for a living—hardly a fighting force.

He himself had not learned any exceptional martial arts skills, none of those cool moves that could split open Tianmen with one sword strike or cut through a large river with two.

According to the standards of netizens in later generations, he was just an iron waste.

Transmigrating without a system, he was embarrassed to greet his peers.

He dialed the number Yan Yu’an had given him, and the person on the other end was very polite, becoming even more cordial upon hearing that he was a friend of Yan Yu’an. After exchanging pleasantries, they asked about Wang Yunxiao’s purpose in the Seaside District.

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself that he certainly couldn’t say he was there to scope out the Shen Family.

"Just accompanying my wife on a shopping trip."

That still didn’t seem quite right, unable to explain why he’d brought a dozen men with axes to the streets, so Wang Yunxiao added, "My wife was harassed by a rogue."

This made it sound much more reasonable, and the other party did not ask any further questions, only telling Wang Yunxiao that if he encountered patrol police on the streets, he could mention his name, and they would call the station.

Wang Yunxiao hung up the phone, feeling more and more that something was amiss.

Normally, the other side should have asked more about the details, rather than brushing it off like that.

He hadn’t mentioned being framed by Fusang people, and the other party didn’t bring up the matter with the blonde patrol policeman—it all just felt very bureaucratic.

Of course, there’s nothing wrong with handling things bureaucratically, but at this moment, it left Wang Yunxiao slightly confused.

Was it that the squad leader’s professional level wasn’t up to par, or did he have his guard up against him?

But since he had already received a verbal assurance, Wang Yunxiao did not want to waste any more time. Li Mumu still couldn’t be contacted, and he had no idea what kind of trouble she was in.

The intensity of the street checks had not decreased at all; in fact, it was getting even stricter. Wang Yunxiao did not want to continue entangling with them and took a shortcut through the alleys toward the address Li Mumu had left him.

Halfway there, Wang Yunxiao suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking down at the ground.

The feel of the ground was a bit off. It looked like a normal road, but stepping on it felt like stepping into dog poop, soft and mushy, even a bit sticky and slippery.

Damn, nothing feels right tonight!

Realizing something was wrong, Wang Yunxiao immediately dodged to the side of the street and cautiously peered around, but he saw no enemies.

Am I overthinking it? Is it not aimed at me?

Just as this thought crossed his mind, the street ground before him suddenly collapsed.

Three figures sprang from the flying dust.

One of the disheveled figures tumbled in midair heading straight toward Wang Yunxiao.

Wang Yunxiao instinctively wanted to dodge, but upon seeing the figure clearly, he immediately reached out and caught her.

Zhou Qing!

What’s going on? How come you’re here?

Seeing the pale, disheveled girl in his arms, Wang Yunxiao was stunned.

Where did you pop out from?

At this time, Wang Yunxiao looked at the other two figures emerging from the ground.

One was dressed in a police uniform, a Fusang person, judging by the pitch-black katana in his hand. He landed in a stance ready for a Fang Thrust.

Wang Yunxiao looked at his face, but it was dark and the man wore a helmet, so it was impossible to see if he had any tattoos.

And the other person... seemed to be a woman, quite plump, which ruled out the possibility of being Li Mumu or Jiang Yinyin. Whether she was a person of Ming or a foreigner, Wang Yunxiao really couldn’t tell unless she spoke.

After all, in real life, it’s impossible for any villain to parade around in bizarre costumes every day, right?

So what exactly is the situation now? Who are the good guys and who are the bad guys?

Wang Yunxiao felt his brain wasn’t quite keeping up.

Is there a pause button to press so we can sort out the current situation?

There are four people present.

To be exact, one Fusang person, one person of unknown identity, one fierce ghost, and Scar Wang with his Jianghu World demeanor.

I didn’t check the almanac before I went out today!

Ito Hidemi cursed inwardly.

Where are the Fusang warriors?

After searching the streets for half an hour with no clues, finally, behind a shop, he found an entrance to an underground air raid shelter. He hadn’t gone far when he saw a witch and a fierce ghost fighting.

As an excellent special police officer transferred from Edo Port to Tianmen for study and exchange, Ito Hidemi couldn’t just look the other way, and immediately drew his katana to order the two to stop.

Unexpectedly, both women were tough nuts to crack, and he completely lost control, inadvertently turning it into a three-way melee.

The witch had a magical device that could turn everything she touched into candies and snacks... As for whether they were edible, Ito Hidemi wasn’t hungry enough to find out. It was fortunate he remained alert, otherwise his family heirloom katana might have turned into a garlic baguette.

The other fierce ghost was also troublesome. Her rope seemed to have demon-breaking effects, though not strong... but it was already preposterous enough that a fierce ghost could wield a demon-breaking weapon, meaning ordinary exorcism methods were equally ineffective against her.

There are three things I hate most in my life.

Arguing with women.

Shopping with women.

Fighting with women.

Ito Hidemi secretly prayed to the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations, hoping someone would come and take these two crazy women away. I really don’t want to fight women, especially not these bizarre and troublesome ones.

I long for an opponent with whom I can have a hearty and exhilarating fight!

The Master of Ten Thousand Transformations was as effective as ever and quickly responded to his call.

Now there were four people.

And they weren’t just innocent bystanders.

When Ito Hidemi saw Wang Yunxiao’s outfit, he immediately recalled the description Logan had given him of that gang’s characteristics.

A foreign Jianghu World Gang, likely in collusion with the National Salvation Warriors.

And he wasn’t alone; a group of them had sneaked in.

When he saw him holding the fierce ghost, and the ghost didn’t resist, the two seemed to be in cahoots, Ito Hidemi was utterly flabbergasted.

Could this be a good person?

This situation was already more than he could handle; he needed backup.

I have a whistle in my pocket... No, I have a gun!

Ito Hidemi was an aficionado of cold weapons, trusting his katana far more than firearms. Thus, even after arriving in Tianmen and being issued a handgun, he had never used it.

Now, all he needed was to fire a warning shot, and the surrounding patrol police would quickly arrive, but he wasn’t sure if he would have the chance to draw and fire his weapon.

The scene fell into an eerie stalemate.