"Someone's helping her?" Tang Changsheng realized it at once. With a startled thought, he pushed off again and vaulted through the attic window.
He moved so fast that, barely a moment after Bonnie was knocked away, he was already flying up after her.
Bonnie had only just hit the floor when a stream of black smoke burst from her mouth and nose. It took human shape, even revealing a hideous face, and lunged at Tang Changsheng with its mouth wide open.
"She really is about to become a Ferocious Ghost... She's probably only a hair's breadth away. If she kills a few more people and makes it through the Seventh Night, the Soul-Returning Night..."
The thought did not surprise Tang Changsheng in the least. As the black smoke rushed at him, he flicked a bead from his hand.
"Thunder Bead!"
With a thunderous boom, it struck the black smoke squarely. The blast hurled it backward, nearly tearing it apart.
It steadied itself but no longer dared to charge at him so readily.
Alina's figure was faintly visible within the smoke. She looked as she had when she went mad just before her death; bone spurs even seemed about to grow from her shoulders.
The ghost woman fixed Tang Changsheng with a gaze brimming with hatred. "I remember you. I'm going to kill you!"
Tang Changsheng remained perfectly calm. "You've got the wrong person. See what this is?"
Another Thunder Bead appeared in his palm. The ghost woman stared at it viciously but did not dare lunge at him, clearly wary of it.
Tang Changsheng chuckled. "I think you should find the one who performed your Genetic Surgery. That's the one who made you like this. Every grievance has its source, every debt its debtor."
He was making it up as