Chapter 27: How Dare You Drug Me (2)
Thinking of these, Huang Qi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He frantically circulated the Guihai Technique, hoping to break free from the drug’s control as soon as possible.
A moment later, Huang Qi felt himself being placed on a bed. The breathing of the yamen runners around him was extremely heavy, but he didn’t know if it was from exhaustion or some other reason.
“This young lady smells so good!”
“Yeah, I wonder what kind of powder she used!”
“What powder? Look at her clothes, does she look like someone who can afford powder? It must be her natural scent!”
“I find it strange, how could someone as exquisite as this look down on the bumpkins from Huatian Village.”
“She’s wearing a veil, maybe she’s really ugly?”
“With such a smoking hot figure, let alone if she’s ugly, even if she were a zombie, I could make her give birth twice a year.”
…
Several yamen runners discussed Huang Qi in greedy tones.
“Alright, you few go out first. After your boss is done, you’ll have plenty of time to make her give birth.”
Constable Wang commanded.
The yamen runners were clearly unwilling, so they dragged their feet for a long time before leaving one after another.
“Shun, is the sedat-ive I gave you used up?” Constable Wang suddenly asked.
“Oh, it’s not! It’s with me.” Shun, who was preparing to leave, quickly replied.
“Then hurry up and give it to me. Do you want to keep it for yourself?” Constable Wang questioned sternly.
“No, no, no, how dare I!” Shun quickly denied, then returned the remaining sedat-ive to Constable Wang.
“That’s more like it. Be good, and I’ll call you next time there’s such a good thing.” Constable Wang took the sedat-ive and tossed it onto the nearby table. He was already impatient and didn’t have time to hide it.
“Don’t worry, boss!” Shun expressed his loyalty, then obediently walked out, and even closed the door behind him with great consideration.
With no one disturbing him, Constable Wang’s interest was piqued. He impatiently climbed onto the bed and reached out to remove Huang Qi’s veil, saying in a disgusting tone, “Baby, let me see your little face now.”
After reaching the Juling Realm, Huang Qi’s senses became extremely sharp. He quickly smelled a pungent odor of sweat. Combined with the help of the Guihai Technique, he was instantly completely sober and slowly opened his eyes.
Constable Wang, with a lecherous smile, was about to reach Huang Qi’s face with his large hand. Unexpectedly, those beautiful, clear black and white eyes suddenly opened. This made him tremble instantly, and his right hand froze in mid-air.
“You… how did you…” Constable Wang asked foolishly.
Huang Qi raised his hand and threw a right jab, smashing it towards Constable Wang’s face without any fancy moves. After reaching the Juling Realm, his physical fitness far surpassed ordinary people, so his small fist brought with it a gust of wind.
Although Constable Wang was a yamen runner, he was just an ordinary person. How could he dodge a punch from a cultivator? Moreover, he had no defense at all, so his nose bridge directly took a heavy punch.
“Ah!” Constable Wang never dreamed that such a small fist could contain so much power. It took him a long time to react due to the intense pain, and he covered his nose bridge, screaming.
Huang Qi didn’t say anything more. He raised his foot and delivered a right kick, directly slamming into Constable Wang’s chest.
Constable Wang grunted, and his not-so-tall body actually flew into the air, smashing a wooden stool by the bed into pieces. Then, clutching his waist, he wailed and couldn’t get up.
Huang Qi got off the bed and looked at the table. After a moment, he found that bag of sedat-ive, picked it up, and said, “How dare you drug me, you courting death fellow.”
At this moment, the yamen runners outside heard the commotion and pushed the door open. They were all stunned to see the situation inside.
“What are you still standing there for? Kill her, otherwise none of us will have a good end.” Constable Wang commanded, covering his bloody nose with despair.
The yamen runners exchanged glances and quickly understood the seriousness of the situation. They drew their sabers and rushed towards Huang Qi, their eyes full of killing intent. They knew that if this young lady didn’t die today, they would. Therefore, they no longer cared about cherishing the fairer sex.
“Overestimating yourself!” Huang Qi sneered repeatedly. He calmly put the sedat-ive into his chest and, instead of retreating, moved forward. Like a dancing butterfly, he nimbly dodged the first saber slash from Wanzhou, grabbed his neck with his backhand, and pushed him backward.
“Bang!” Wanzhou’s body actually flew into the air, knocking his two companions behind him to the ground. The force was so great that two of the three of them spat blood on the spot.
Huang Qi then calmly took a step to the left, dodging a saber slash from behind, and then with lightning speed, grabbed the opponent’s wrist and threw him away, smashing the window into pieces. Then, he threw the long saber he had snatched towards the front.
“Whoosh!” Under the immense force, the long saber tore through the air with a whistling sound, cutting a bloody gash on the thigh of the last yamen runner before embedding itself into the wall with the hilt.
“Ah!” The yamen runner screamed, clutching his thigh and unable to move.
In this way, four or five yamen runners were dealt with by Huang Qi in almost two to three breaths.
“Unbearable!” Huang Qi wiped his hands and mocked. He was not afraid of ordinary people when he cultivated in the HongHua Sect, let alone now that he had entered the Juling Realm. Dealing with these ordinary yamen runners was like dealing with his own dogs; they couldn’t fight back at all.
“A… martial artist?” Constable Wang completely forgot the pain, looking at Huang Qi and stammering, his bulging eyes full of fear.
The so-called martial artist is actually a person who practices martial arts. Practicing martial arts is different from cultivating immortals; there are no thresholds, but it is extremely difficult to become stronger because they can only refine their bodies, unlike cultivators who can refine qi. Of course, this does not mean that martial artists are necessarily weaker than cultivators. It is said that some martial artists, when cultivated to the extreme, have bodies that are impervious to all methods and can completely contend with cultivators. However, even so, they still have a big weakness, which is that they cannot deal with ghosts! This is also the direct reason for the decline of imperial power!
Huang Qi remained noncommittal. He lifted Constable Wang with one hand and dragged him outside. He was still worried about his parents and couldn’t delay here. Constable Wang tried to struggle but found that the slender arm was like an iron clamp. As a grown man, he couldn’t budge it at all.
Huang Qi arrived at the courtroom and saw that his parents were still asleep on the chairs. He finally felt relieved. He then threw Constable Wang to the ground and said, “Kneel here obediently. When the County Magistrate returns, you can confess your crimes yourself. Don’t think of escaping, otherwise I’ll make sure you don’t even have the chance to confess.”
Constable Wang was in a mess. He gritted his teeth, but ultimately did not dare to resist. As a constable, he knew that the crime he had committed was serious, and any attempt to resist would surely lead to death. By confessing honestly, he might have a glimmer of hope.
Huang Qi couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to him anymore. He was solely focused on observing his parents’ condition. If it was just a sedat-ive, they would naturally wake up when the time came, so he wasn’t too anxious.
Not long after, the remaining public servants of the county office gradually arrived. When they learned of Constable Wang’s actions, no one stood up to defend him.
“It seems that this county office is not completely rotten.” Huang Qi was slightly relieved. If everyone here was like the Wang fellow, what would happen to all the county’s citizens?
“The County Magistrate is back.” After another quarter of an hour, a yamen runner’s announcement finally came from the main entrance.
“Finally here? The legendary incorruptible official, I’d like to see how you handle this matter.” Huang Qi looked towards the entrance. At this moment, he had divided the sedat-ive in his chest into two. The smaller portion was for evidence, and the larger portion was for himself. This was a rare and valuable item. When he disliked someone in the future, he would let them have a taste.
