Death Arrives

"Dare to kick my door, your mouth itching again? Useless!" Chang Ping stood up abruptly, walking menacingly towards Shen Fei.

He actually dared to come to my door to provoke me. It seems I didn't beat him hard enough last time. I've disliked him for a long time, and now's the perfect chance to turn him into a eunuch.

Chang Ping reached out to grab Shen Fei's collar.

Shen Fei dodged backward and spat out a black mist from his mouth, spraying it onto Chang Ping's face.

"What is this? It stinks!" Chang Ping pinched his nose, fanning himself desperately. He had never seen someone fart with their mouth before.

Today was truly an eye-opener, like a small knife pricking one's backside.

Shen Fei let out a cackling laugh, closed the door with a donkey kick, then walked to the table, pulled out a stool from underneath, and sat down firmly.

"Mr. Wang, it's been a long time!" Shen Fei grabbed half a cold roast chicken and began to devour it.

Chang Ping wanted to remind him that it was poisoned, but he held back the words.

No one from the Sacred Family is a good person. Why should he save him?

"What Mr. Wang? Didn't I damage your brain last time? Remember, my surname is Chang, as in the common Chang!" Chang Ping felt the address was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall where he'd heard it.

Even if Shen Fei had turned into an idiot now, he wouldn't let him off easily for daring to kick his door.

"Aren't you a bastard? Calling you Mr. Wang is correct?" Shen Fei spat out a chicken bone, turned his head, and cackled.

It's already hinted so clearly, this little beast should be able to guess who I am by now, right?

"Tsk! What kind of mongrel concocted this poison? There's no skill involved at all. The taste is so pungent, even an idiot could smell it. They should use colorless and odorless ones!" Shen Fei pointed at a plate of charred chicken bones and criticized with disappointment.

Chang Ping was stunned at first, then he understood.

"So it was you, you old, immortal, scummy snake!" Chang Ping put his hands behind his back, sneering contemptuously, and secretly took out the Desert Eagle from his ring, disengaging the safety.

"Hmph!" Shen Fei slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Chang Ping, and asked sinisterly, "Did you destroy my true form?"

"So what if I did? Evil Demon Beasts like you deserve to be punished by everyone." Chang Ping sneered three times. "If I'm not mistaken, the foul gas you just expelled from your mouth should be some kind of poison that dies if it doesn't get..."

"Stop giving my ultimate move silly nicknames. It's called Blackwater Strange Poison." Shen Fei glanced at Shen Xiu, who was unconscious on the bed. "It seems this slut has told you everything. You know, there's no antidote. At this time tomorrow, you'll explode and die!"

"Watch your mouth! Shen Xiu is not a slut; she's my woman! If you spout any more nonsense, I'll rip your stinking mouth apart!" Chang Ping looked at Shen Fei with icy eyes. Although Shen Xiu had wronged him, that was their private matter, none of anyone else's business.

Even if they were married for a day, there was a hundred days of affection. He wouldn't allow anyone else to speak ill of Shen Xiu. He could scold Shen Xiu, but others couldn't!

Shen Fei snorted disdainfully. "Facing death, you still dare to boast. Today, whether it's you or that slut on the bed, you will both die. For destroying my true form, reducing you to ashes won't even begin to quell my rage."

"You want to kill me? That depends on whether you have the ability." Chang Ping suddenly swung his arm, and a fierce bullet flew out of the Desert Eagle's barrel with a "bang." The immense sound shook the entire room.

The bullet pierced Shen Fei's forehead, leaving a thumb-sized bloody hole. Blood flowed down his nose like a mountain spring.

With a "thump," Shen Fei fell backward, and a small pool of blood soon gathered behind his head.

Fearing Shen Fei wasn't completely dead, Chang Ping raised his pistol and fired a barrage of shots, "bang, bang, bang, bang."

He hit all his vital spots, leaving him riddled like a beehive.

"What's that noise?" Shen Xiu was awakened by the deafening sound. She weakly opened her eyes and saw Chang Ping standing on the other side of the table, holding a silvery-white short weapon, spitting fire.

Because the table skirt blocked her view, she could only see two feet lying flat on the ground, twitching occasionally.

Chang Ping seemed to be attacking someone.

After about fifteen minutes, Chang Ping stopped, dug his ear with his pinky finger, which was as thick as a cigar. The gunshot had shaken him quite a bit too.

"Chang Ping, what are you doing?" He vaguely heard a mosquito-like sound, which seemed to be Shen Xiu's voice.

He turned his head to look at the bed. Sure enough, Shen Xiu sat up, her face pale, looking at him with concern, her mouth opening and closing.

Chang Ping engaged the safety, walked to the bedside, and explained what had just happened.

"Really? Shen Fei was possessed by an Old Monster?" Shen Xiu was a little disbelieving. She had heard Chang Ping say before that he wouldn't let Shen Fei ascend to the position of Family Head of the Sacred Family.

It was hard to guarantee that Chang Ping killing Shen Fei wasn't a personal vendetta.

Moreover, even if he was telling the truth, no one besides the two of them knew about the Old Monster's existence.

Outsiders wouldn't believe them and would surely think they were lying, that they deliberately killed Shen Fei to seize the position of Family Head of the Sacred Family.

"Quick! Hurry and hide the body. The commotion just now was too loud; it's bound to attract the academy's instructors," Shen Xiu urged anxiously. She and Chang Ping were now in the same boat. Even if Chang Ping caused a huge disaster, she had to try her best to fix it.

Chang Ping also came to his senses and quickly redeemed a bottle of Bronze potion from the store.

It was the same price as Cold Dispelling Lily Honey and Flu-Dispelling Ointment, costing only 300 Strength Value.

This item was called Corpse Dissolving Water. Upon contact with a wound, it would turn into yellow paste, capable of dissolving flesh and bone, extremely potent.

Although Shen Fei was a Silver Demon Spirit Master, his physical strength was at most Bronze level. The Bronze potion would be sufficient.

"Shen Fei, Xiangliu, you shouldn't have provoked me. Your death is your own fault."

Although eating the corpse would be faster, Chang Ping wasn't going to do that.

He wasn't Hannibal, after all.

Besides, Shen Fei was so annoying and smelly. Who knew if he washed his hands after relieving himself.

"See you in the next life." Chang Ping removed the stopper and dripped the dark Corpse Dissolving Water onto the wound.

The wound immediately hissed and smoked, emitting a foul odor.

Chang Ping covered his nose and mouth, evenly pouring Corpse Dissolving Water onto the bullet holes to speed up the body's decomposition.

A sizzling sound came from the room, and hurried, heavy footsteps approached from outside the door.

Chang Ping rubbed his ears, listening. The sound seemed to be the fat dorm manager.

He ripped off the table runner and hastily covered the bodies, then rushed out of the room to intercept the newcomer.

"What was that noise just now?" the fat dorm manager asked groggily. He had been fast asleep when a sudden explosion had startled him so badly he almost wet himself.

Chang Ping shrugged, making up a story. "I don't know? I was just resting. After I heard the noise, I ran out. What was that, making such a loud sound?"

The fat dorm manager twitched his nose and suddenly caught a strange smell. He looked at the closed door behind Chang Ping and asked suspiciously, "What's that smell in your room? Is something roasting? Get out of the way, I'm going in to take a look!" He shoved Chang Ping aside and reached for the doorknob with his plump hand.

Chang Ping was sent tumbling. He hadn't expected this seemingly listless, fat fellow to be a martial arts expert.

To be able to push him away, his Strength was at least Gold rank.