My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms - Chapter 94

“Lin Hai, no!” Liu Yueyue screamed hoarsely.

“It’s over.” Lin Hai closed his eyes in despair.

BANG! A gunshot rang out.

“Ahhh…!” A woman’s agonized cry followed.

“Huh?” Lin Hai’s eyes snapped open. Seeing Liu Yueyue collapsed in front of him felt like a devastating blow to his heart. His mind went completely blank.

“Sis!” Liu Yueqing’s heart-wrenching scream tore through the air as she threw herself towards her fallen sister.

Lin Hai stood frozen in place, as if struck dumb.

“Yueyue is dead. She died saving me.”

“Guh!” A mouthful of blood violently erupted from his mouth. Tears streamed silently down Lin Hai’s face like a relentless river.

Abruptly, Lin Hai raised his head. His eyes, wild and beast-like, locked fiercely onto Huang Jianren.

Huang Jianren flinched involuntarily, terrified by Lin Hai’s piercing gaze.

“Dammit, let’s see who blocks this bullet for you now!” Huang Jianren pointed the gun at Lin Hai.

But in the next instant, Huang Jianren’s face twisted in sheer terror, as if he’d seen a ghost. Panic seized him.

“Where did he go? Dammit, show yourself!” Huang Jianren was freaking out. A full-grown man, Lin Hai, had vanished into thin air right before his eyes!

This defied all logic and comprehension.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing.

Gripping his gun, Huang Jianren spun around frantically, searching in every direction, terrified that Lin Hai might materialize behind him.

“Ahhh!” Suddenly, a face he both recognized and feared appeared right in front of him—less than two centimeters away.

He tried to raise the gun, but Lin Hai smacked it out of his hand with a sharp slap.

Then!

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!…

Lin Hai’s fists rained down like a storm on Huang Jianren’s face, pummeling him so hard his entire body lifted off the ground, stumbling backward with each blow.

“Ahhhhhhh!!!!” Lin Hai roared, a raw, guttural cry unleashing the immense agony inside him.

Within just a few hits, Huang Jianren stopped breathing. His face was beaten beyond recognition, reduced to a pulpy, bloody mess.

Even then, Lin Hai didn’t stop. Silent, his face ashen, tears streaming down his cheeks, he continued to throw punch after punch with all his might.

“Hey, stop hitting him! She’s already gone.” Liu Yueqing, frightened by Lin Hai’s state, rushed forward to pull him away.

Lin Hai shoved her aside roughly.

Then, the grief he had been suppressing could no longer be contained.

“You son of a bitch! Give me back my Yueyue! Give her back to me…” Lin Hai suddenly broke down into loud, hysterical sobs. He was like a madman, his hands bloody, but he kept punching relentlessly.

“Ahem… Lin Hai…” A faint, weak voice suddenly called out.

Lin Hai’s body went rigid. His raised fist froze mid-air.

He spun around instantly.

“Yueyue!” Lin Hai ran over, gently pushing Liu Yueqing aside, and gathered Liu Yueyue into his arms.

“Yueyue, you… you’re not dead?” Overwhelming relief washed over him.

Liu Yueyue shook her head weakly. “But… it hurts so much.”

“Thank goodness… Thank goodness…” Lin Hai held her tightly against his chest, tears flowing freely once more.

As long as Liu Yueyue wasn’t dead right there, no matter how severe her injury, he was confident his medical skills could save her.

“Yueyue, let me see the wound.” After all, it was a gunshot wound; he couldn’t take it lightly.

“Huh?” But when he looked, Lin Hai was stunned.

There wasn’t a single drop of blood on Liu Yueyue’s chest.

What was going on?

Looking closer, he saw a bullet hole in her clothes. Beneath the hole, a vibrant red undergarment was visible. On it, a faint white mark showed exactly where the bullet had struck.

“Haha!” Understanding dawned on Lin Hai immediately.

Dammit, Little Nezha, I could just kiss you right now!

Thrilled, Lin Hai pulled out his phone and sent Nezha a string of kissing emojis.

Nezha: Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this?

Nezha’s reply came almost instantly.

Nezha: Fellow Daoist, are you male or female?

Before Lin Hai could respond, another message popped up.

Nezha: You must be female, right? But my father says I’m too young to date.

Little Confused Immortal: …

What the hell is this kid talking about?

Nezha: Well, even though my dad says no to young love, if you’re pretty, we could always do it secretly. Send me a photo first so I can see.

Pfft!

Like hell I will!

Little Confused Immortal: Kid, stop thinking about early romance. Be careful, or I’ll report you to your dad! (Followed by a sly grinning emoji)

Nezha: No, don’t! Fellow Daoist, I was just talking nonsense! (Followed by a loud crying emoji)

Haha. Teased by Little Nezha and relieved that Liu Yueyue was okay, Lin Hai’s mood lifted considerably.

Little Confused Immortal: Don’t worry, I won’t tell on you. Actually, I need to thank you.

Nezha: Thank me for what? (An emoji with a question mark on its face)

Little Confused Immortal: I’ll tell you later.

Putting his phone away, Lin Hai helped Liu Yueyue up and handed her over to Liu Yueqing’s care.

“Huh?” Lin Hai’s gaze fell upon Huang Jianren’s gun lying on the ground.

Dammit, this is a good thing. Could be a lifesaver in a critical moment.

Lin Hai picked up the gun. After a moment’s thought, he turned his back to the two sisters, focused his mind, and stored it away within the Moon Lake Sanctuary.

This thing is strictly forbidden in China. Gotta hide it well.

Watching the gun vanish and appear within his mind’s eye, Lin Hai felt a surge of delight.

This Sanctuary is really amazing. It’s basically a mobile, hidden warehouse.

Earlier, when facing Huang Jianren’s gun, he had also dodged into the Sanctuary and then reappeared suddenly, catching him completely off guard to take him out.

The only drawback was that the Sanctuary could only store inanimate objects. Aside from himself, he couldn’t bring any other living beings inside.

But right now, his display showed ‘Sanctuary Owner: Level 1’. Maybe leveling up would unlock more functions.

“Young Master, the gunshot came from over there.” Suddenly, voices sounded not far away.

Lin Hai’s heart jumped. More people were coming.

He quickly moved with the Liu sisters to hide behind the crowd of two hundred fake Huang Jianrens.

No sooner had they hidden than three men ran into the area.

“Hmph, familiar faces,” Lin Hai thought coldly to himself.

The moment they entered, the three men were utterly bewildered.

“Which… which one of you is Huang Jianren?” The masked man demanded, staring at the two hundred-plus identical figures.

“We are all Huang Jianren,” the two hundred voices answered in unison, loud and clear.

What the hell?

The three men had never encountered anything so bizarre. They were at a complete loss.

“Huh? Lin Hai! Lin Hai’s behind them! Grab him!” One of the three suddenly spotted Lin Hai hiding in the back.

The masked man and the shadowy figure exchanged a glance, then charged forward at incredible speed.

“Attack! Beat them to a pulp!” Seeing they were discovered, Lin Hai issued the command to his army of two hundred Huang Jianrens.

The Huang Jianrens swarmed forward, enveloping the masked man and the shadowy figure completely.

The shadow and the masked man instantly panicked. While they were fast, simultaneously fighting off this many people was utterly impossible.

To make matters worse, these Huang Jianrens fought fearlessly, as if their lives meant nothing, each one employing mutually destructive tactics.

In no time, the shadowy figure and the masked man were submerged within the ‘Scumbag Army’, beaten into a pulp.

“Dammit, no wonder that bastard Huang Jianren liked ganging up on people. Fighting like this really is satisfying!”

Lin Hai felt a wave of smug satisfaction. They had eliminated two powerful opponents—the masked man and the shadow—and had only lost thirty or forty of their own men in the process.

Abruptly, Lin Hai’s gaze settled on the last remaining man. He strode purposefully towards him!

“Dammit, let’s settle our old and new scores together!”