Chapter 502: A Family of Monsters, To Hell with His Mother?

Immersed in his cultivation, Feng Mu sensed something and abruptly opened his eyes.

Outside the window seemed to crouch a shadow, looking like a giant rat the size of an adult.

"What is that?"

Feng Mu had not inherited Feng Ju and his daughter's ominous premonition, but he had 【Deceiver's Glasses】.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dark green highlight reflected on the lenses.

【Dark Green: Basically harmless!】

【Highlight: Malice!】

Feng Mu felt not a flicker of panic; instead, he found it interesting.

Whoosh—

The curtains were yanked open, exposing a humanoid... rat?! crouching outside the window!!

Dong Ping clung desperately to the window, a hideous and terrifying smile on his face; seeing the curtains pulled open, he raised one hand high, poised to strike the window, countless rat heads on his arm bared their teeth and grinned, truly horrifying.

Dong Ping had deliberately not smashed through the window directly, but instead gave the people inside time to draw the curtains.

Because he wanted to create an atmosphere of fear, which would allow his desire for revenge to reach the utmost enjoyment and satisfaction.

The pleasure he had failed to get from Feng Yuhuai just now, he must obtain double from Feng Mu.

He succeeded, because Feng Mu had indeed drawn the curtains according to his script.

Dong Ping immediately struck his most terrifying pose.

He failed, because he did not see a trace of terror or panic on the other's face.

Dong Ping didn't even have time to smash the window.

Because the window was opened from the inside.

A perfectly ordinary finger extended from the window, accompanied by a harmless smile and a gentle, polite greeting:

"Good evening, are you here to find me?"

Feng Mu was not afraid, but Dong Ping, looking at the smiling face behind the window, suddenly felt a pang of fear in his heart.

"Feng Ju's son, surely he won't be like his daughter, also......"

A very bad thought surfaced in Dong Ping's mind, and before the thought could fully form, he felt his brow twitch, and the rotting brain matter inside his skull sprayed out from his seven apertures.

A muffled thunder seemed to explode inside his head.

His whole body uncontrollably left the wall and flew backward.

Forest Finger, middle finger style: Snap!

Limit Break technique: Seeking Meridians.

Feng Mu flicked a finger, then his upper body seemed boneless as he squeezed out of the narrow window, then tapped his foot, his whole body like a night owl gliding several meters through the air.

Then he plummeted swiftly, arriving first despite leaving later, stepping down toward Dong Ping.

Dong Ping's head buzzed, his brow cracked open, and he horrifiedly wiped away the brain matter flowing from his nostrils.

"He doesn't seem to be a monster, but his strength is simply more terrifying than a monster; he just flicked my brow, and I felt my brain crack open; fortunately, I'm already a dead man, otherwise......"

Dong Ping saw black stars, and his vision was covered by a black shadow.

"He's caught up?!!"

Dong Ping waved his giant arms in panic, and then saw a figure fall from the sky, the black leather shoe sole landing steadily on his arm.

The landing was light, not even stirring a ripple in the air.

But the dense rat heads simultaneously caved inward, bursting one after another like overripe berries, rotting flesh spraying radially, splashing violently across his face.

Crack—

The three-meter-long rat arm snapped in the middle, and the fallen rat heads scattered across the ground.

Dong Ping retracted his broken arm, rolled on the ground, sprang up, and at the same time opened his mouth, like he had done to Feng Yuhuai, spraying a large number of headless rats toward Feng Mu.

"Ugh—"

These rotting rats burst one after another in midair, turning into a stinking black wave that surged toward Feng Mu.

No, he spat out several times more than just now, so much so that his slightly raised belly caved in.

In an instant, the air reeked of the sewer, countless headless rats exploded in the air, turning into corrosive sewage that flooded toward Feng Mu in sheets.

Feng Mu landed on his feet, stepping lightly, and charged straight into the sewage.

Pfft—

His figure was corroded by the sewage, dissipating into black smoke of nothingness.

Dong Ping's pupils shrank suddenly, a chill that could scare a dead man back to life rose from the soles of his feet, and in the corner of his eye, a figure appeared like a ghostly shadow.

"Spit it all out, need a tissue?"

When the warm voice sounded by his ear, Dong Ping's scalp went numb.

He hurriedly dodged, but still couldn't avoid it; his jaw was struck heavily, half of his cheek caved in visibly, shattered teeth protruding through the flesh, mixed with black mucus and sprayed onto his face.

Too horrible to behold!

Dong Ping slammed heavily onto the ground, his bones seeming to fall apart as he couldn't climb up.

His eyes glazed over, and in his blurred vision, a pair of spotless black leather shoes approached unhurriedly.

Just before the shoe toe lifted, Dong Ping suddenly had a flash of inspiration, squeezing out a distorted howl from his vocal cords:

"Wait a moment, mistake, I'm not here to find you, I'm here to find Feng Ju."

The leather shoes landed silently on the ground; Feng Mu slowly squatted down, pulled a snow-white tissue from his suit pocket, gently covered Dong Ping's mangled cheek, and apologized with a sincere tone:

"Sorry, I thought you were a bad guy; you won't take it to heart, will you?"

Dong Ping desperately lifted his head, squeezing out the most understanding smile:

"No, no, not at all! It's all my fault; I shouldn't have been crouching on someone else's window in the middle of the night."

Feng Mu lowered his head to gaze at Dong Ping, his face still wearing that harmless smile:

"My dad isn't home; he's at the Patrol Bureau. Next time, remember not to get the wrong place."

Dong Ping stared at Feng Mu, blinking blankly, alarm bells ringing wildly in his heart:

"Monster, absolutely a monster; Feng Ju's son is also a monster."

Although Dong Ping had not seen Feng Mu display any non-human "traits" throughout, did that not prove all the more how terrifying the monster before him was?

When the night wind carried away the last lingering sound, Feng Mu's figure dissipated and vanished on the spot.

After waiting a full seven heartbeats and confirming the monster was truly gone, Dong Ping struggled to his feet from the ground, still carefully not daring to let the tissue stuck to his face fall to the floor.

Afraid of getting it dirty and causing a misunderstanding.

He looked back fearfully at the closed window, then lowered his head and hurried out.

Bang—

The taxi door slammed shut.

The driver turned to look at his horrific state, his expression changing, and exclaimed in surprise:

"What happened? What trouble is this?"

Dong Ping pressed a tissue to his face; strangely, this time he had little malice, but laughed nervously:

"Hahaha, Feng Ju's daughter is a monster, his son is also a monster; he's raised a whole nest of monsters. And yet he keeps going on about a bright future all day long, hahaha..."

Dong Ping laughed until black juice streamed from his eyes,

"But he himself isn't; he's even still in the dark, hahaha. I suddenly feel a bit sorry for Feng Ju, hahahaha..."

Dong Ping's state was very wrong—clearly beaten to pieces, yet exuding a strange excitement, as if as if he had witnessed his enemy receiving retribution.

The driver opened his mouth, hesitating:

"So, your next target is only Feng Ju's wife?"

Dong Ping reached out and pulled out his rotten teeth one by one, speaking indistinctly:

"No no no, I've figured it out; misfortune shouldn't extend to wife and children. I'll just take revenge on Feng Ju..."

Nonsense!

Feng Ju's daughter is a monster, his son is a monster, but he himself clearly isn't; otherwise, he wouldn't have used my life to lure away the rat swarm in the sewer.

So, his son and daughter can only be... their monster mom's!!!

End of Chapter