The moment Xu Yuan saw the gun being raised, he had already cut through the Flesh and Blood Tentacles wrapped around him with his small knife. He held his umbrella in front of himself and darted quickly behind the wall.
A wave of heat, carrying countless pellets, shot past with a whoosh.
The half-burned flesh monster was riddled with holes on the spot.
A dense rat-a-tat erupted from the two wooden gates of the courtyard. More than a dozen pellets flew into the yard, striking the windows and walls of the main room.
Xu Yuan dodged most of them, but a few grazed his left arm, carving several bloody furrows!
A numb, stiff sensation spread from the wounds. Xu Yuan looked down and saw that they had already begun to turn blue, while the blood flowing out had turned black.
"The pellets are poisoned too. How sinister!"
Xu Yuan charged out from beneath his umbrella, only to see the coachman standing motionless after firing.
Rainwater soaked the painting on its body. The recoil from raising the gun had cracked the wet patches, exposing the dark red flesh beneath.
The flesh suddenly went lifeless, sliding off piece by piece until it quickly formed a puddle on the ground!
It was a motley mess of flesh. Xu Yuan spotted bits of broken snake, rat, cat, dog, and sparrow among it.
Seeing that the assassination had failed, the one controlling them had simply abandoned them.
Xu Yuan held his umbrella up warily and peered several times into the alley outside. In the end, he didn't venture out. Instead, he cautiously retreated inside, burned the flesh monster by the door to ashes, then dragged in the one that had raised the gun and closed the courtyard gate behind him.
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