Water Tiger

Water splashed down.

Zhang Ping saw a pair of fair, delicate heels.

He instinctively looked up. Then his pupils reflected a dazzling expanse of white...

Amitabha!

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form...

Zhang Ping quietly withdrew and gently replaced the manhole cover.

In the bathroom, Zhu Hongfang was washing her hair when she heard a faint sound behind her. She turned at once and caught sight of a manhole cover swiftly disappearing.

She did not scream like some women might. Fire simply burned in her eyes.

She took a towel from the rack and wrapped it around her snow-white body. After a deep breath, she walked out of the bathroom with a faint smile.

A moment later, two girls she was close to came in with her, and the three bathed together, chatting and laughing.

Clearly, she had realized that when she bathed, she was at her most defenseless against her enemies. If the person beneath the manhole cover had meant to assassinate her, she might already have become a corpse.

From now on, she would make sure two girls who could hold their own in a fight bathed with her.

In the sewer.

After closing the manhole cover, Zhang Ping said without changing expression, "It's very dangerous outside. There's a Water Tiger. We'd better leave another way."

"Lord Zhang Ping, what kind of Mutated Beast is a Water Tiger? You should let me try. Maybe my blood could tame it," Zhao Yanhu asked at once.

His name contained the word "tiger." If they had not been so hard to bring along, he would have preferred tigers to snakes.

"A Water Tiger is a Mutated Beast no man can handle. Give up on it," Zhang Ping said with a perfectly straight face.

Zhang Shouzhong studied Zhang Ping's hair suspiciously. "Your