NOVEL WEB Chapter 8:
Around the corner, a familiar voice suddenly came out, interrupting the hesitant Sifang Chuanchangpu's words. The eyes of everyone, of course, looked in the direction of the sound.
With half-squinted eyes in boredom, hands behind his head, with a short braided doll's head tied on top of his head, dressed in short skirts dominated by red, white and black, with white bandages wrapped around his thighs. She didn't look like she was twelve years old at all, at least her figure, like... a girl whose chest didn't look like twelve at all - Wuming, came to the crowd.
[Picture: Wuming] Link: https://novel-cdn.kuangxiangit./uploads/chapterimgsnew/492/15852/171130/193008-29573.jpg Wuming did not notice that Yong Ye was completely ungentleman, and even almost killed him She got her guy, but because she changed her outfit, or said... carrying a man-portable steam engine behind her back, and brought two red special steam pistols, she was arrogant and didn't think she was such a warrior who could be far or near. , will lose Yong Ye who only uses swords.
Yong Ye, on the other hand, just glanced at it wordlessly. It was probably a girl who had deliberately changed into a battle suit and sighed softly.
"...You, appeared in front of me again."
"What, can't you? Or we will fight now? I don't think I will lose to you, uncle now."
Wuming, who refused to admit defeat, pressed his hands on the short spears on both sides, looking eager to try.
"...Don't be so old, kid."
"At my age, aren't you the uncle? I'm twelve years old, how old are you uncle?"
"Yes, then according to your age, you are just a little brat... Then, call it whatever you want."
"Ah, is it called Uncle Pervert?"
After getting permission, Wuming seemed to retaliate for what he had done before, and put a perverted hat on Yongye like a deliberate provocation.
However, Yong Ye just clenched the handle of the knife without saying a word, and stared at Wuming's neck wrapped in blue ribbons, as if he was ready to show her the essence of drawing the knife at any time.
"Humph~ If I'm too underestimated, I'll be very troubled! Uncle."
Wuming took a step back, thinking of keeping a safe distance from Yongye, he pulled out the fiery red short spears on both sides of his waist, and ejected the pocket knife installed on the short spear.
"...I regret it a little bit, why didn't I just go down and cut off your little brat's head, but..."
In the face of the girl's provocation, Yong Ye took a step forward with his right foot, opened his foot and lowered his center of gravity, assuming a stable posture that could dash or dodge at any time, with both offense and defense, said solemnly.
"—It doesn't seem too late now."
"wait wait wait!"
The samurai sword had just been unsheathed a little, and when the battle between the two sides was about to start, Sifang Chuanpu, who was watching the two of them quarreling, quickly inserted into the middle, forcibly interrupting the upcoming battle.
However, this move aroused dissatisfaction on both sides.
"Get out of the way, I want to teach this perverted uncle a lesson! I must report the humiliation just now!"
Nameless like an angry child, vowing to take Yong Ye, the perverted uncle who pinned her to the ground, a deep lesson, for example... pin him to the ground too?
"It's not sure who will teach who, kid, don't think it's a bit stuck..."
"Then, that...Miss Wuming, Your Excellency Yong Ye, please, both of you are honored guests of our Sifang family, can you stop arguing, at least... Can you wait for a while before arguing again?"
Before Yong Ye could say anything about Kabaneri, Sifang Chuanchangpu waved his hands, hoping that they could temporarily turn their fights into jade, or... I hope they can wait a while before arguing.
When the eyes of both sides returned to her again, Sifang Chuanchang couldn't help feeling a little nervous, but even so, she planned to say what she said.
"Now, that... we're all stuck here, so..."
"No, needless to say, I'll open the way, you just need to follow behind."
Interrupting Sifang Chuanchangpu's words, Wuming walked forward and glanced at Yongye provocatively.
"Of course, uncle, you can follow me too, I swear I won't laugh at you."
"...You're just trying to find fault, aren't you?"
"Sa~ who knows?"
Without looking back, he responded to Yong Ye's words. Wuming ran a run and somersaults. With Kabane's excellent physical fitness and the lightness attached to his petite body, he directly crossed the two-meter-high wall and jumped into the center of Kabane.
"Inspirational? 嘁... Damn kid."
Yong Ye couldn't help but smack his tongue in this most primitive way, but it was really difficult for him to do it. He abandoned his self-esteem and let a child open the way for him.
And... there are only so many Cabanes around here, it's not enough for him to escape.
That being said, but before Yong Ye jumped down after him, there was no gentleness like an ordinary girl at all, and he grabbed the hair of Kabane, who was rushing towards her, and used the short gun on it. With a jackknife, the head of this Kabane was cut off like a vegetable.
Carrying Kabane, who was separated from his head and body, his head that was still spewing blood, directly led Kabane, who was besieging this [Mountain City], away from here.
Chapter Eleven Fatal Strike
"Cabaney is gone!"
"Hurry up to the Iron City!"
"Hurry up and escape! It's no longer possible here!"
"Run before Cabanne comes!"
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Seeing that the road was opened, the crowd who were still hiding in the building in a panic rushed down without thinking at all that the little girl who took their place might end up being outnumbered.
However... in this world, this phenomenon is also normal, after all, people here are very, very afraid of these monsters.
Even if it is a samurai, even if it is a comrade who has rescued him before, once bitten, they will definitely turn their guns and use the gun to force their savior to use a qualitatively blasted self-determination bag to smash their hearts and commit suicide. .
There are a few, different from others, who can maintain restraint and a certain level of calm even in the face of Kabane's threats. That is, the steam artisan boy who should have also become Kabane now, and Wuming who dared to go up to melee with Kabane, and...
Right now at Yongye's side, the eldest lady of the Sifang Chuan family who wants to persuade the crowd to calm down, Sifang Chuan Changpu.
"Everyone, please wait!...Ah!"
Sifang Chuanpu, who wanted to persuade people to calm down and stop, just stretched out her hand, trying to stop the crowd fleeing in a hurry, but the next moment, she was bumped into the side by someone who was fleeing without any regard for her identity.
"It's really troublesome, I'll go down too."
"Hey? Your Excellency Yong Ye? It's so dangerous down there, don't you want to..."
"Of course, if you don't go down now, who knows what the kid will do later?"
Shaking his head and complaining, Yong Ye didn't listen to Sifang Chuanchangpu's advice. Although he didn't jump as high as Wuming's jump, he jumped over the two-meter-high wall with one stroke.
After observing the nameless location and the height of the wall, he did not hesitate any longer, and jumped off the wall built on the edge of the cliff.
Since the height under the wall is at least eight meters, Yongye did not use the action of rolling on the ground, because the height is too high, when jumping down, the force is downward, not forward, if it rolls, it will hurt the spine.
When landing, he landed on the ground with the soles of his feet, followed by his heels, and bent his knees after the heels landed, and then immediately supported the ground with both hands to ease the impact of the landing as much as possible.