By the time Mao Li and Ninth Uncle brought Ah Wei to the Ren residence, it was already a mess.
The black door fell to the ground and the servants scattered.
Screams of fear resounded throughout the entire Ren Manor hall.
"Mao Li Ink Pot!"
Ninth Uncle said with a solemn expression.
In his heart, he hoped that nothing would happen to Ren Tingting.
"Yes, Master!"
Mao Li threw the ink fountain to Ninth Uncle and shouted for Qiu Sheng to help Ninth Uncle. He then drew the hundred-year thunderstruck peach wood sword on his back and rushed in.
At this moment, Old Master Ren was chasing Wen Cai and Ren Tingting everywhere.
"Tingting, come behind me."
Mao Li raised his sword and caught up to Old Master Ren. He then slashed his face on Old Master Ren's back. Immediately, a stinky black smoke rose from Old Master Ren's back and scattered in all directions.
The intense pain made Old Master Ren howl. He gave up on pursuing Ren Tingting and shifted his target to Mao Li. He pounced on Mao Li.
Mao Li raised his sword and charged forward, stabbing straight at Old Master Ren's heart.
Mao Li had full confidence that the Hundred-Year Lightning Strike Peach Wood Sword could break through Old Master Ren's steel body and kill him in one fell swoop.
Mao Li and Old Master Ren's speed was very fast. Just as Mao Li was about to stab into Old Master Ren's heart, Old Master Ren leaped up and barely dodged Mao Li's fatal blow.
It allowed Mao Li's hundred-year-old peachwood sword to stab into Old Master Ren's abdomen.
As the hundred-year-old peachwood sword pierced into Old Master Ren's body, along with Old Master Ren's painful roar, thick black smoke rose from Old Master Ren's body, accompanied by a stench that almost made Mao Li faint.
When Mao Li pulled out the hundred-year-old thunderstruck peach wood sword, the front half of the peach wood sword had already been corroded by the resentment and bad luck on Old Master Ren's body like sulfuric acid.
It looked like he was crippled.
"Master, Old Master Ren can see it!”
Mao Li rolled on the ground and dodged Old Master Ren's furious attack.
Then, he warned Ninth Uncle loudly.
Mao Li's words instantly stirred up a layer of cold sweat on Ninth Uncle's body.
If zombies could regain their vision, it meant that Great-Grandfather Ren was about to evolve into a flying zombie. That was an existence comparable to a thousand-year Bronze-Armored Corpse!
"Mao Li, quickly jump down. You are not his match.”
Ninth Uncle shouted anxiously.
Just now, Ninth Uncle and Qiu Sheng had completed a simple array with the ink thread. Now it seemed that it was not very useful. Although it could still cause some damage to Old Master Ren, the effect was definitely not as great as expected.
Hearing Ninth Uncle's words, Mao Li grabbed a handful of glutinous rice from his pocket and threw it at Old Master Ren. Then, without hesitation, he jumped down the stairs without looking back.
After the glutinous rice was sprinkled on Great-grandfather Ren's body, it was like firecrackers that had encountered fire. It exploded on Great-grandfather Ren's body with a crackling sound.
Although Mao Li had injured Old Master Ren many times, even the sword that pierced into Old Master Ren's abdomen had severely injured him.
Zombies did not feel pain, but Mao Li had caused Great-Grandfather Ren to suffer great pain time and time again. This had completely aroused Great-Grandfather Ren's anger, causing him to fall into a rage and jump down with Mao Li.
Right now, Old Master Ren only had Mao Li in his eyes. Even if he drank Ren Tingting's blood, his hatred for Mao Li was not higher than his hatred for him.
Zombies were also extremely vengeful creatures.
Mao Li didn't consume much stamina. Moreover, he didn't suffer any injuries. In addition, it was intentional. With this jump, Mao Li directly jumped beside Ninth Uncle and the others.
When Ren Tingting saw that Mao Li had come down, she could no longer bear the grievances and helplessness in her heart and threw herself into Mao Li's arms.
Mao Li didn't push Ren Tingting away, nor did he say anything. He just gently hugged Ren Tingting and kept patting her delicate back.
Although Mao Li had jumped to Ninth Uncle's side, Great-grandfather Ren was not so lucky.
Because he was seriously injured and jumped down with Mao Li in a rage, he did not jump far away from Mao Li but directly fell into the small array set up by Ninth Uncle's ink thread.
The ink thread shot out from Old Master Ren's body like firecrackers.
The intense pain didn't make Great-grandfather Ren fall into an irrational rage. Instead, it made Great-grandfather Ren feel an instinctive fear of death.
Old Master Ren knew that if he stayed here and waited, he would only die.
Therefore, he endured the pain and violently broke the ink thread, stumbling out of the door.
As Old Master Ren was too anxious to drink Ren Tingting's blood, his body had not completely digested Ren Fa, the direct bloodline that could allow Old Master Ren's strength to advance.
Therefore, although Old Master Ren had awakened his spiritual intelligence, he was still severely injured by Mao Li.
"Chase him. We can't let him escape."
Ninth Uncle panicked.
After shouting at Mao Li and Qiu Sheng, he was about to chase after them.
Old Master Ren had awakened his spiritual intelligence. Ninth Uncle and Mao Li had long seen through it. If Old Master Ren escaped, then what awaited Ninth Uncle and Mao Li and the others would be endless sneak attacks from the dark.
"Move aside, let me, Ah Wei, eliminate this scourge.”
At this moment, Ah Wei saw that Old Master Ren had admitted defeat and fled, and his confidence rose.
Thinking of the fear of being controlled by Ren Fa in the yamen prison, Ah Wei now hated the culprit, Old Master Ren, to death.
The opportunity to take revenge was right in front of him. Ah Wei shouted and pulled out a Mauser pistol from his waist. He aimed it at Grandpa Ren's background and fired.
When Ninth Uncle and Mao Li heard the gunshots behind them, they were so scared that they fell to the ground.
Mao Li was afraid that Ren Tingting would be hurt, so he pressed her under his body.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were standing beside Ah Wei, saw this and immediately restrained Ah Wei and snatched the gun away.
The gunshots were too much, and Great-grandfather Ren was successfully sent away by the opportunity created by Ah Wei, his stupid teammate.
Ah Wei was dumbfounded.
[How did this happen???] I clearly hit him. How can he still run? Could it be that my gun is fake?
Mao Li stood up and kicked Ah Wei angrily.
This kick sent Ah Wei flying more than two meters away.
Ignoring Ah Wei's wails, Mao Li secretly hated him. How could he have forgotten about him? In the original novel, this guy led people to shoot and let Old Master Ren go. How could he have forgotten about him? He had asked Ren Fa to kill him in the yamen prison so that he could earn more points and experience points. Now, a large number of points and experience points were gone, and Old Master Ren had run away.
If he didn't eliminate Old Master Ren in the future, he wouldn't be able to sleep at night!
The more Mao Li thought about it, the angrier he got. A zombie's nose was more sensitive than a dog's. Coupled with his vengeful personality and Old Master Ren's intelligence that was not inferior to humans, if you dared to sleep at night, Old Master Ren might silently appear beside you and watch you quietly.
Thinking of this, Mao Li wanted to step forward and kick Ah Wei twice, but he was stopped by Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.
It was a troubled time now. If they offended Ah Wei, the Ren Town's security captain, their lives would be in trouble.
Defending against Ah Wei during the day and defending against zombies at night, just thinking about it made him feel sour.
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