CHAPTER 472: CHAPTER 472: SAVE ME!

The noise finally quieted down around him. Zhu Haomiao gazed at the endless winding road, his vision gradually losing focus.

"Abe Waka... Waka..."

The continuous calls received no response. In the depths of his mind, it seemed as if a thick membrane was cutting off the connection with the [Master], only vaguely sensing that the other party was still alive.

"Tsk~"

As his thoughts shifted, Zhu Haomiao had no choice but to cast his will toward another blood-bound existence.

"Wilson."

"I’m here."

"What happened while I was in Deep Sleep?"

"My lord, within the limits of my intelligence gathering, nothing particularly significant has occurred."

"..."

Recalling that Wilson’s intelligence network had only just begun to spread and had not yet touched the local high-ranking natives, Zhu Haomiao could only let out a helpless sigh.

Things were changing too fast; even Wilson couldn’t keep track, let alone himself.

Subconsciously touching the invisible horns on his head, Zhu Haomiao wondered if it was just psychological, but they seemed to have gotten a bit bigger.

He pondered the situation all the way until the sky darkened, and the car finally reached its destination.

"Just drop me off up ahead."

Casually pointing to an inconspicuous dark street, Zhu Haomiao instructed lightly.

As the car came to a stop, Zhu Haomiao turned to Marian White beside him, smiled, and gave her a hug, performing a cheek-to-cheek air kiss.

"Thank you, Marian, you’re a good person. I wish you eternal youth."

His lips brushed lightly against the woman’s cheek, a faint pink aura seeped into her skin; his calm murmur carried the power of spoken magic, turning the casual [Blessing] into a real [Miracle].

The barely noticeable wrinkles at the corners of her eyes faded visibly, and in just a few minutes, Marian White seemed to have become several years younger, even her skin looked fresher.

It wasn’t until the dark-clad youth disappeared around the shadowy street corner that the dazed, dreamy-eyed woman slowly came back to her senses, with her expression suddenly changing.

"Oh no! How could he dare go that way? That’s Blood Gang territory!"

Chicago at night was a dark jungle; even the native locals wouldn’t dare roam at night, let alone venture into dangerous gang areas.

In such places, victims of robbery, kidnapping, sexual assault, and murder were numerous each year. Only the security near the suburban rich areas was slightly better.

Her heart filled with anxiety, Marian White started the car, chasing in the direction Zhu Haomiao had left, but soon found that she had lost sight of him. After an internal struggle, she gritted her teeth, parked the car by the side of the road, and mustered the courage to get out, searching along the street.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao was stopped by a few black guys with natural night camouflage, who held him at gunpoint and forced him into a narrow alley.

"Yo~ Yellow monkey, hand over everything valuable you got on ya!"

Waving their guns chaotically, a few obviously high black youths rapped rhythmically, surrounding Zhu Haomiao, shaking their heads, occasionally hiking up their sagging pants.

"Is it just you guys?"

Looking around and not spotting any accomplices, Zhu Haomiao frowned in disappointment.

Not enough to fill the gaps in my teeth...

"What do you mean? You want more people to — your ass? Bitch? Huh?"

"Hahaha, take off your clothes, let me have some fun first!"

.......

Faced with their vulgar words, Zhu Haomiao regrettably sighed, several menacing and grotesque giant pythons slowly emerging behind him.

Mosquito flesh is still meat, I need nutrition now, can’t be picky...

"Ah!!"

The drugged youths hadn’t even reacted when the monstrous serpents had already devoured their upper halves; their instinctive screams were abruptly cut off, leaving only the horrifying sound of chewing and swallowing in the pitch-black alley.

Quite some time later, Zhu Haomiao walked out of the alley, smacking his lips as he gazed at the tallest building in sight.

It was an ancient church, with its lower half obscured by other structures, only the dome and the cross at the apex were visible.

With a gentle tip of his toe, Zhu Haomiao was standing on the tip of the cross in the next second, gazing at the city festooned with lights.

The swirling and steaming aura of sin projected onto his retina, with distant gunshots periodically reaching his ears, along with faint echoes of people’s agonizing final screams.

Surveying his surroundings, Zhu Haomiao couldn’t help but curl his lips slightly.

What kind of sinful days was I living before?

Compared to Chicago’s criminals, those Japanese Imperial soldiers have no spirit at all!

They can’t even slide tackle!

Still, the folkways of my great lighthouse are so simple and honest!

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Zhu Haomiao leaped down, strolling toward the area thickest with the aura of sin.

His ghostly figure flickered in the darkness, each shimmer spanning dozens of meters, swiftly reaching the vicinity of his targeted location.

.......

"Boss, the money for this month has been delivered."

Bundles of cash were sent to the finance room for counting, and a stout white man covered in demon tattoos sat behind the desk, nodding nonchalantly.

"I heard you guys got quite a bit of good stuff this month?"

The skinny black man across from him fawned with a smile: "Yes, there is quite a bit of good stuff; there’s a war in Eastern Europe, so young and pretty ones aren’t fetching much, buying them makes a profit for years! Also picked up a few pleasing ones along the way..."

"No diseases, right?"

"All checked, no infectious diseases."

"Good, pick a few of the prettiest ones and send them over, I have guests to entertain in a few days."

"No problem, Boss!"

"Oh, and send a few more, if those esteemed guests get excited and kill a few, we’ll need replacements quick, can’t let them be disappointed."

"Understand, Boss."

.......

Just as the two were chatting idly, a sudden shriek came from outside the door, followed by loud gunfire, causing the eyes of the white man to narrow, while the demon tattoos on his body emitted an eerie glow.

"What’s going on? Go take a look!"

Upon hearing this, the frightened skinny black man, although reluctant, was forced by the boss’s terrifying gaze to shuffle towards the door.

But before he could open it, a subordinate burst in screaming.

"Boss! Snakes! There are snakes!"

Hearing this, the white man glared murderously, roaring angrily.

"You’re firing blindly just because of a few snakes?!!"

However, the intruding subordinate’s expression twisted, as if recalling a bizarre monster.

"No, they’re not ordinary snakes, those snakes are huge, they’re..."

Before he could finish his words, a massive jet black snakehead engulfed him whole, dragging him out in an instant.

"Ahhhhhh!!! Boss!!! Save me!! Save me!"

The anguished, despairing screams quickly faded, followed by crunchy sounds of bones breaking and chewing.

The two left inside seemed frozen, faces twisted as they looked at each other.

"Wh-what the hell is that thing?"