The two were playing a game of whack-a-mole when a knock came from the door.
"The police are here!" Zhou Yinting stopped, glancing regretfully at Wang Daniu.
The two old beasts hiding under the table nearly cried out with excitement, as if they had seen a savior.
"Help, help us!"
The distressed old couple used hands and feet, desperately scrambling toward the door, eager to escape this den of evil.
Wang Daniu stepped forward, ruthlessly stepping on their broken legs as if stepping on two rat tails.
With a pain that tore at the soul, the two old creatures sweated coldly from the agony, unable to even cry out for help.
"Where do you think you're going!" Wang Daniu's hands burst forth simultaneously, the dragon energy in his palms instantly traveling into the two people's meridians through the Yongquan acupoints.
...
After a while, the door opened, but the police saw the old couple, unscathed, yet their eyes exuded profound fear.
