kingnovel Chapter 1216 Someone Wants to Snatch Wenwen
Chapter 1216 Someone Wants to Snatch Wenwen
Prajna sat in the head seat. The veiled woman from before quickly took two steps to his side and whispered something.
“Your Highness, that boy just now, he's the one who ruined my young lady's plans. Moreover, the second-generation leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Ishikawa Akino, also died at his hands.”
Prajna snorted.
"Is this the boy that Shizuka was willing to submit to me in exchange for? He does have some guts. Go back and tell Shizuka that I've captured this boy and will give him to her as a gift."
Hayako Tachibana knelt before him, her forehead touching the ground.
"Your Highness, what should we do now?"
Prajna straightened up and said proudly.
"I've never failed to get what I want. I've already given the order to capture those kids. I refuse to believe that with hostages in my hands, this brat won't obediently submit to me and offer up his hands."
Da Bao was now on guard, and his consciousness immediately spread out. Zhu Youzai walked up to him and whispered in his ear.
“Young Master, I have already sent people to investigate the Anle Society. However, I heard that five Justices of the Peace have already called the Commissioner of Police, demanding that Brother Luo be dismissed and held accountable for his inappropriate words and actions today.”
Da Bao glanced at them, and Zuo Mingyue and the other children were clapping happily as they watched the adorable lion performance. He said with a gloomy face.
"We must find out the address of the Anlehui headquarters as soon as possible."
Piggy agreed and withdrew. Da Bao raised his head. The main hall was a bit far from his position, and he couldn't reach it. Although he couldn't hear what the Anle Society people were saying, they must be discussing how to deal with him.
Da Bao never expected that this guy wearing the Hannya mask was actually Prince Fushimi of Japan, the mysterious leader of the Anle Society. How could a prince come to Hong Kong to be the leader of a cult? No one would believe he had no ulterior motives.
This was just a minor incident. Da Bao gradually focused his attention on the Lion King Competition, and he then discovered that the lion dance was quite ferocious.
This type of lion dance differs from ordinary performances; it's called "fighting the lion." Fighting the lion is divided into Southern Lion and Northern Lion. The Southern Lion is agile, leaping, tumbling, flipping, and rolling with light steps, while the Northern Lion is steady with a solid stance.
People from all over Hong Kong come from all walks of life, and most of them are elites with a special skill. So they bring local customs to Hong Kong, and this lion dance is a real eye-opener for Da Bao.
He held Niu Niu and Nuan Nuan in his arms, and Zuo Mingyue clung tightly to his arm. Uncle Qing shielded Wen Wen in front of him, and everyone's attention was drawn to the lion dance.
Suddenly, two men emerged from behind Uncle Qing, snatched Wenwen away, and tried to run. Uncle Qing reacted quickly, flipping over and leaping up, his hands like hooks, his long fingernails like ten sharp blades, digging into the throat of the man holding Wenwen.
The man reacted quickly, throwing Wenwen aside. His accomplice caught her and ran away without looking back. Uncle Qing let out a piercing scream, his hands tearing open the man's neck, leaving two large holes that gushed blood. People nearby screamed and scattered, and chaos instantly erupted.
Seeing that the man was about to run out of the crowd, Uncle Qing hurriedly jumped up and started to chase after him. Da Bao was holding the child in both arms and could not send the child into the space in full view of everyone. He could only let out a loud whistle.
The man carrying Wenwen was secretly delighted. He thought that once he escaped the crowd and got into the waiting vehicle, no one could catch him. Suddenly, he heard a chorus of gasps behind him. He couldn't help but turn around.
Suddenly, a large bird swooped down from the sky like an arrow. It was entirely white except for its black wings. The man was startled; before he could even turn his head…
The large bird's two sharp claws were already gripping his face; the man's vision went black, and he felt excruciating pain.
He screamed and threw Wenwen aside to cover his face. The last sound he heard in his life seemed to be the bird's cold laugh, before it pierced his throat with its steel-like beak.
The white egret grabbed Wenwen with its paws and slung her onto its back. Wenwen saw her companion and snapped out of her terror. She hugged the white egret's neck and called out.
"elder brother!"
With a flap of its wings, the white egret soared into the air. The three accomplices who had rushed over to help the man exchanged bewildered glances. How were they supposed to chase after it now? It had flown away.
While they were still in a daze, the furious Uncle Qing arrived. Apart from Da Bao, no one knew that this thin, withered old man with a braid like a rat's tail was actually a top-notch master.
Uncle Qing's ten fingers curled inward, and his body coiled like a dragon. This was actually the Dragon Claw Hand, a technique that had been lost in the Qing Dynasty palace for a long time. In just one move, the arms and legs of the man's three accomplices were all crushed, and they lay limp on the ground, unable to move.
Just then, Da Bao arrived carrying the two children. He turned away so the children wouldn't see the scene. Uncle Qing was also a little out of breath. As people age, their strength diminishes, and the martial arts he hadn't used for many years had been completely exhausted by this sudden exertion.
Da Bao quickly put down the two children and helped the swaying Uncle Qing. He now understood very well that Uncle Qing must be a eunuch who escaped after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, which was why he possessed unparalleled martial arts skills.
Da Bao took out a jade bottle from his pocket and poured all the spirit well water into Uncle Qing's throat. Qing Shu felt a clear stream flow down his throat and into his internal organs. His already exhausted dantian suddenly surged with true qi, which quickly circulated throughout his body.
Before he could react, Da Bao took out another Snow Ginseng Pill and stuffed it into his mouth. The gentleness of the Snow Ginseng Pill suppressed the rampaging true energy in Uncle Qing's body. Uncle Qing closed his eyes, and his true energy circulated through his body for two twelve cycles before he opened his eyes and slowly knelt down.
"This old servant kowtows to thank young master for saving my life."
If Da Bao hadn't given him the Spirit Well Water, he would have only had three months left to live, his life hanging by a thread, beyond even the gods' ability to save him. Unexpectedly, a bottle of Spirit Well Water gave his body new life, and the Snow Ginseng Pill strengthened his foundation and nourished his vital energy, which added another twenty years to his lifespan.
Uncle Qing knew very well that his life was given to him by Young Master Qin, and he had already repaid the kindness of the Guo family. He should use the rest of his life to repay Young Master Qin's great kindness.
Da Bao helped Uncle Qing up and looked back. The Lion King Assembly was now in complete chaos. Many people had witnessed the skinny old man killing people. Most horrifyingly, a large bird they had never seen before had gouged out a person's eyeball.
With someone dead, the Lion King Tournament could no longer proceed, and chaos reigned at the scene...