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“Click. Click. Click.”
The shoes echoed heavily on the old stoeps, making a dull sound.
Ran had voluntarily offered to carry the heavily injured and unscious Su An, which took the Fatty by surprise. However, he was more than happy to lighten his load, as carrying the tall Su An up to the lighthouse was no easy task.
The sound of Ran's footsteps firmed this.
Su Xiaoxiao didn’t say anything, not even the most basic words of thanks. She merely stayed by Ran’s side, like a guard, not leaving his side for a moment.
In nightmares, trust was a rare thing, especially when it came from sudden acts of kindness.
The Fatty leaned in behind Jiang g, his small eyes spinnilessly, often gng at the figures of Ran and Su Xiaoxiao ahead of them.
“Doctor,” he said, bringing his entire body closer and speaking in a low voice, “this doesn’t add up. Liang Long is no fool, after the motorcycle girl went missing, how could she dare to stay aloh that old woman?”
“Is she not afraid, why would she not e out with him?” the Fatty shuddered as he thought of the old woman’s strawisted fad the words she had spoken.
“She wouldn’t dare stay back,” Jiang g responded, his gaze wandering behind Ran and Su Xiaoxiao, particurly fog on the former. He seemed to have figured something out but hadn’t firmed it yet.
The Fatty, fused, asked, “Why? what’s going on?”
As usual, he didn’t get an answer from the doctor. After spending some time with him, the Fatty had learhe doctor's temperament well.
He was someone who was le with himself and strict with others.
He didn’t have the habit of answering all questions.
The Fatty evehat a lot depended on the doctor’s mood that day, but if it were the other way around and the doctor didn't get the answer he wahe sequences could be quite dire.
But none of this could shake the doctor’s position ity’s mind.
After all, it was thanks to the doctor that he had survived until now and, more retly, gained a few pounds—a rather shameful gain—but still, it was the doctor's doing.
“Fatty,” Jiang g suddenly said, “Go hide behind me.”
The Fatty shuddered, then his face ged. He quickly ducked behind Jiang g, looking around with fear in his eyes, wishing he could curl into a ball and squeeze into the doctor’s pocket.
“Doctor, did you sense some danger?” the Fatty asked, his voice trembling. “Ahead of us?”
Immediately—
“Whoosh—” Jiang g exhaled fortably and said lightly, “Now I’m not worried about ghosts attag from behind.”
The Fatty: “???”
After spending some time with Jiang g, the Fatty felt that his inner self had beely traihis time, he only shuddered for less than a minute before boung bato his usual eic self.
“Doctor,” the Fatty, who insisted on walking ahead of Jiang g, turned his head and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear, “This Ran is something else.”
He paused, then tinued, “That Su An weighs at least 200 pounds, and look at him. He’s been carrying him for so long, still climbing upwards, and his speed hasn’t ged at all.”
Jiang g squinted, gng at the Fatty in surprise, then muttered, “Not only hasn’t his speed ged, but his breath hasn’t even faltered.”
The Fatty swallowed hard, “Doctor, I used to know an expert, and I heard him say there are two types of masters.”
“Oype is the hard Qigong, fog on strong and explosive force, able to fight a, especially good at taking hits, like Muay Thai.”
“The other type focuses on finesse, using strength against strength, with long-sting breath,” he paused, then tinued, “I think Ran belongs to the tter type. We’d probably be no match for him if we both went at him together.”
Jiang g suddenly stopped, then narrowed his eyes and looked at the Fatty, making the tter feel a chill down his spine.
“Two points,” Jiang g slowly raised two fingers and waved them in front of the Fatty’s face.
“First, stop reading cheap fi (TL/N: Ouch!), that stuff is harmful to your brain. Sed,” Jiang g grunted, “I’m enough to deal with him on my own.”
“Doctor, I know you’re strong, but... but it’s not the same,” the Fatty kindly warned. “I think unless it’s absolutely necessary, we shouldn’t csh with him. If we really get into a fight, we might not e out on top.”
“Why would we need a fight?” Jiang g asked, puzzled, as he looked at the Fatty.
The Fatty paused.
“Why not an ambush?” Jiang g retorted. “You distract him, and I’ll take the ce to stab his eye, then—” Jiang g raised his right hand, swinging it in a circur motion before bringing it down in a “mooch” motion, and then ched his fist hard.
The Fatty shuddered in sympathy.
Jiang g squinted and sneered, “I’ll make his girlfriend cry every night.”
The Fatty shut down the versation with the doctor.
“We’ve arrived.”
Ran, who had been carrying Su An, finally stopped in front of the lighthouse stone room. He turned around and saw that Jiang g and the Fatty had followed.
“Let’s all bear wito what happe,” Ran smiled.
Perhaps due to about what was about to unfold, Su Xiaoxiao gestured for Ran to pce the unscious Su An against the wall.
Su An leaned against the wall, his head still hanging low.
“You all go inside,” Su Xiaoxiao said without lifting her head, “I’ll stay with my brother.”
Ran grinned, “That might not be appropriate, Miss Su. Since we’re witnessing this, it’s best that we all be present,” he turo Jiang g and after a pause, said with a smile, “I believe this is also Brother Hao’s iion.”
Though his words were polite, evety could hear the underlying pressure. He looked at the doctor, knowing that the doctor didn’t like this kind of tone.
“ Ran has a point,” Jiang g said naturally, “Miss Su should e with us.”
Rahe way into the stone door, followed by someone helping Su An, and the cold-faced Su Xiaoxiao. The Fatty squeezed in with Jiang g’s help, and Jiang g was the st oo enter.
But just as they eheir expressions ged t degrees, especially the Fatty, whose hair stood on end and cold sweat began to bead on his back.
Ihe stone room, no one was there.
Not only was the rock-climber Liang Long missing, but even the psychotic old woman had vanished!
The rge stone blog the square window had been moved aside, and the sea breeze flowed into the room.
Outside the window was a vast, calm blue sea.
The strange occurrence tihe Fatty’s teeth cttered together, making a “click-cck” sound.
A strange aura spread through the stone room, and there was a sense of oppression.
Jiang g stood at the stone door, maintaining a stahat would allow him to leave at any moment.
Only Ran, who had entered first, seemed pletely at ease, as if he had returned home. He walked around a rad moved toward the square window.
There were several baskets behind it, filled with firewood and miseous items.
He pced one hand on a basket lid, gently rubbing it, then turo look at Jiang g and the others, a disturbing smile f on his face.
“Now, it’s time for everyoo witness what happe!”
(End of the Chapter)
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