Invincible from Seeing the BOSS's Health Bar

”Captain Song?!”

”Mr. Song!”

Ding Hui and Lu Qiaochun cried out in surprise at the same time.

”...”

Song Zhenrong looked at the fleshy tumor Ding Hui was carrying on her shoulder.

Ding Hui wanted to explain, but Song Zhenrong spoke first.

”Divine Doctor Ding, that would be my younger sister, right? Take good care of her! Once I deal with this bastard, I’ll regroup with you!”

Clearly, before explanations and understanding the situation, he chose first to ensure his sister’s life.

Ding Hui immediately stopped what she was doing, hesitated for only half a second, then nodded heavily at once.

Hoisting the fleshy tumor, she strode down the passage toward the outside.

”...”

Lu Qiaochun had also gotten up by now, wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth, and silently leaned in with Song Zhenrong, together holding the entrance to the secret passage.

”Officials of the Foolish Underworld, thieves of the Rebel Army—interesting, interesting. It’s a pity you have no idea who it is you’ve actually enraged!!”

Song Qianlong roared and charged at the two of them, and at once the sound of fierce combat and collisions exploded at the scene, the noise thudding through the passage, driving Ding Hui to run for her life with everything she had.

Perhaps because of the mortal danger, even with the fleshy tumor on her shoulder, she was running extremely fast.

In no time, the exit ahead came faintly into view.

Just a bit more!

Thud!!!

With a leap, Ding Hui jumped out of the passage. The passage was already open, with no cover at all, exposing the exit, which turned out to be right on a main avenue of a nearby street!

Who would have thought that on a major street just a few hundred meters from the Rebel Army stronghold, there would actually be a secret exit for the Rebel Army?

Ding Hui was a bit surprised, even feeling like there were plenty of flaws in this setup, but when she came out, the exit was already open; maybe from the street side it was actually very hard to open this passage, or extremely well hidden.

There was no time to think it through; Ding Hui shifted the fleshy tumor on her shoulder and prepared to make straight for An Mansion.

Diao Deyi was at An Mansion, Monk Quan Heng was also at An Mansion—as long as she reached An Mansion...

Rumble!

A flash of thunder split the night sky, and Ding Hui suddenly stopped in her tracks.

In the crashing downpour, the glare of the lightning faded bit by bit, and behind her, someone had already stepped out of the secret passage, one step at a time.

That dangerous aura seemed to lock onto her body; if she made the slightest move, she would be instantly killed.

”You ran really fast, Divine Doctor Ding.”

As thunder flashed across the night sky again, Ding Hui forced herself to slowly turn and look.

She saw Song Qianlong, his left arm hanging unnaturally as if dislocated, his face covered in blood, his expression twisted as he glared at her, ferocious.

Step.

Song Qianlong took a step forward.

”That Foolish Underworld idiot really threw himself in without a care.”

Step.

Another step.

”You wouldn’t happen to be his woman, would you? Even with a hole punched through his chest he still clung to my leg.”

Step.

The third step!

”And that woman! Not very honest in the face of life and death, huh! Ran off with that guy’s corpse—otherwise I’d have had to put in a bit more effort to catch up to you right now.”

As his words fell, Ding Hui immediately sensed something and instinctively took a step back.

Pop!

Ding Hui’s neck was grabbed on the spot and lifted high into the air.

The fleshy tumor on her shoulder dropped with a thud, rolling into the filthy puddles on the street.

Ding Hui’s legs kicked wildly; her hands, turned to Ice Crystal, pounded with all their might on Song Qianlong’s powerful arm.

But aside from leaving faint traces of cold on his arm, she couldn’t hinder Song Qianlong in the slightest.

Ding Hui’s bodily modifications, while stronger than those of ordinary Martial Artists of the same level, were mainly for research purposes rather than to make herself stronger.

Replacing Human limbs with demon limbs was the real goal; becoming stronger was just a side effect.

Let alone the enormous gap in strength at this moment, which left Ding Hui almost completely powerless to resist.

Despite her desperate struggle, her eyes began to roll back, and her consciousness grew blurry.

”What a pity.”

Song Qianlong’s head leaned in close to Ding Hui’s ear.

”I was actually thinking of sparing your life and keeping you around for some fun. But those two really pissed me off. If you want to blame someone, blame them...”

Boom!!!!

Before Song Qianlong could finish, Ding Hui suddenly heard a deafening blast from right in front of her, loud enough to nearly shatter her eardrums.

Before Ding Hui could figure out what had happened, her feet suddenly hit the ground; she stumbled, fell hard, and only then noticed that there was still a hand clamped around her neck.

A blood-soaked severed hand.

Song Qianlong’s... severed hand!!

Step.

Step.

Step.

Someone was walking out of the darkness, one step at a time.

”Diao—Diao Deyi?!”

Ding Hui almost blurted out in delighted surprise.

But the next instant, her expression froze.

Because the figure in front of her was not Diao Deyi at all, but... an unfamiliar youth in white.

”Diao Deyi? No, no, no, Ding Hui, my name is Zhang Baomian. You can also call me... Hui Yao!”

The youth, in bright clothes and spirited like a young stallion, held a pure white oil-paper umbrella as he walked forward with elegance.

With every rise and fall of his steps, he didn’t let so much as a drop of the puddled water stain his white clothes—a single glance told you his skills were extraordinary!

”Hui Yao?!”

Ding Hui was stunned.

This guy was Hui Yao?

Ding Hui studied him carefully, only to reach a conclusion.

She had no idea who he was.

She had never seen this person’s face before.

”Hui Yao! That’s Hui Yao? Why are you helping her! I’m the Eldest Young Master of the Song Family, are your damn eyes blind?!”

A voice of impotent fury rang out from the distance.

Song Qianlong, whose arm had been blown off, was already struggling back to his feet, his face contorted as he glared over here.

But now, with his right arm severed and his left arm dislocated, he didn’t seem to pose much of a threat anymore.

”So you’re a young master of the Song Family. Those Drugged People I sent over last time—were they to the taste of those demons in your household? That was all top-quality feed... Don’t look at me like that, you and I have no personal grudge. It’s just that, well, I’ve been entrusted by someone to keep this young lady safe and sound.”