CHAPTER 45: CHAPTER 45: DID DAO MASTER JUST TEAR ME APART BARE-HANDED?!

I don’t know why.

Zhang Feng felt like kicking this corpse just wasn’t enough to vent his anger.

His right hand formed another gesture, and he muttered under his breath:

"Rise for me!!"

The next second, with a "plop," the gun that was stuffed in the boss’s mouth fell out.

And the corpse whose back of the head had been blown away by a bullet.

It actually stood up slowly, swaying like a skinny monkey!

"Ah——!"

A shriek, reminiscent of a young girl’s, pierced through.

The sound was unbelievably coming from the skinny monkey the TM Zhang Feng had just resurrected.

Pointing shakily at the standing boss, he screamed:

"Oh my God!"

"The corpse is resurrecting!!!"

The boss, equally clueless about what was happening, looked at the skinny monkey shrieking like a girl and covered his own mouth, letting out a similarly feminine shriek:

"Oh my God!!!"

"The corpse is resurrecting!!!"

Goodness gracious!

Two resurrected corpses screaming at each other, claiming resurrection, what a scene.

Made Zhang Feng’s brain throb in pain!

"Shut up!!!"

"I told you to shut up!!!"

"Thud!" With a sound, a splash of yellow mud was kicked straight into the mouth of the corpse who had shot himself.

Then Zhang Feng charged forward, mercilessly punching and kicking the boss who had committed suicide out of shock by his own resurrection.

Indeed, beating a living zombie feels more satisfying than hitting a corpse without any feedback.

Zhang Feng vented furiously before finally stopping.

It was as if he was expelling the evil fire within him through a normal flame.

Then, he turned to the skinny monkey with a red spot on his forehead.

The skinny monkey was still dumbfounded at the moment.

Constantly examining his surroundings, feeling this familiar yet alien body of his.

That’s quite normal.

After all, the skinny monkey’s soul had just left his body and been forced back.

Different from the zombies he’d resurrected before.

So now the skinny monkey honestly wasn’t sure if he was really dead or not.

But Zhang Feng had already approached the skinny monkey and directly asked:

"Let me ask you, the master you mentioned to Cheng Bing, does he live here?"

The moment Zhang Feng’s voice was heard, the skinny monkey froze.

Then, in his eyes... no light was shown, after all, dead eyes couldn’t express any emotion.

But his voice seemed genuinely shocked and angry:

"How do you know... did you eavesdrop on our conversation?!"

Zhang Feng didn’t bother explaining, as the skinny monkey’s soul couldn’t linger for long.

After all, he hadn’t reported to King Yama’s place yet.

If time dragged on, Black and White Impermanence might come chat with him.

So Zhang Feng grumbled impatiently:

"Stop talking nonsense; answer my questions!"

"Hey! I’m a hothead!" But unexpectedly, the skinny monkey got cocky:

"Do you know who I am? My big brother is Cheng Bing. Do you believe my brother..."

"Thwap!" A crisp sound, interrupted the skinny monkey’s voice.

Zhang Feng slapped the skinny monkey’s mouth, glaring at him:

"I told you to answer my question!"

"Damn it! You dare hit me?!" The skinny monkey immediately reacted!

"I’ll kill you!!!" He said, lifting his pale hands, ready to fight Zhang Feng.

"Thwap!"

Zhang Feng threw a powerful slap, sending the skinny monkey flying.

Zhang Feng’s temper hadn’t subsided yet!

Wasn’t the skinny monkey asking for it?

So Zhang Feng quickly chased after him.

"Thwap!" Another slap:

"Can’t you just properly answer the question?"

"Thwap!"

"Must you provoke me?"

"Thwap!"

"You’re making me beat a corpse, do you believe I could talk to King Yama and have you fried in oil?"

"Thwap!"

"Thwap!"

"Thwap!!"

"Stop it... stop it, I’m wrong! Master, I’m wrong! Don’t hit me anymore!"

The skinny monkey was powerless under the blows.

But just as his pleading ended, the skinny monkey discovered something:

"Huh? Why don’t I feel pain?"

"I’m a superhuman?!"

His voice carried a hint of excitement.

"Um..."

Zhang Feng was completely speechless.

He swiftly raised his palm again, but this time he didn’t slap the skinny monkey’s face, instead he hit the skinny monkey’s chest.

"Buzz!" With a gentle sound.

"Thud."

The skinny monkey’s corpse collapsed to the ground limply.

And a black phantom, like a soul, was slapped out of the corpse by Zhang Feng.

Looking at his body on the ground, the black shadow screamed piercingly:

"Damn it! What’s happening to me?!"

"How come I have a God’s perspective?!"

Zhang Feng looked up at the hovering black shadow and said:

"Because you are already dead, I’ve brought your soul back to ask questions, now can you shut up and answer them?"

"I’m already dead?" The skinny monkey spent a full thirty seconds accepting reality, but after those thirty seconds, his head lifted, and a strange light burst from the black shadow:

"I’m dead; why should I answer your questions?!"

"Now that I’m a soul, I don’t believe you can still hit me? Hahaha!"

"I’ll transform into a ghost, I’ll..... I’ll scare you! Hahahaha...."

"Thwap!!"

"Ahhh!!!"

A blood-curdling scream erupted from the black shadow.

Standing on the ground, Zhang Feng swung his hand with an angry growl:

"How can you be so irritating?!"

"Is it so hard to properly answer a question? Why do you insist on courting death?!"

Shouldn’t this skinny monkey think for a moment, if someone can pull your soul back from the Ghost Gate, how could they not hit you?

The next second, Zhang Feng raised his hand.

The struggling black shadow floating in the air was completely beyond control, dragged back into Zhang Feng’s hand by a powerful force.

Zhang Feng seized the black shadow by one arm and one leg:

"You want a thrill; I’ll fulfill your wish!"

Then, he applied force with both hands.

"Ah——!!! Yah——Hwiao——"

A sharp, pitiful, and piercingly loud scream emitted from the black shadow.

"Crunch!"

Visibly, Zhang Feng brutally tore off an arm and a leg from the black shadow.

"I’ll talk!!!"

"Master!!!"

"Ah——"

"Master, I’ll answer, I’ll tell you everything I know, I know I’m wrong, I’m really wrong!!!"

At this moment, the skinny monkey’s spirit was reduced to a single arm and leg, those sightless sockets trembling wildly.

It looked like he was genuinely terrified!

This master isn’t human!

Pulling one’s soul back after death is one thing.

But now he’s even tearing apart ghosts with bare hands?!

This master is scarier than a ghost!!!

Zhang Feng then slightly turned his head.

His gaze landed on the boss who was cleaning the mud off his mouth and slowly getting up.

The boss sprang upright, then "thud", knelt to the ground.

"Boom!" Knocking his half remaining head on the ground, he pleaded frantically:

"Master, don’t tear me apart, I’m very obedient!"

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