I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 820: She Will Tell You

Chapter 820: Chapter 820: She Will Tell You

Qin Feng turned his head and suddenly flashed you a faint smile.

At that moment, your pupils again constricted sharply, and a dark shadow shot straight toward your forehead!

There was no avoiding it!

At the critical moment, you crossed your arms over your forehead at breakneck speed!

A wave of intense pain hit you!

When you lowered your arms, you found that the palm of your left hand had been pierced by a bullet, and the bullet had ultimately lodged in the palm of your right hand, with fresh red blood flowing out immediately.

"Qin Feng! How dare you hurt him!"

Xian Qianling let out a furious shout and swung a punch at Qin Feng with all her might. Qin Feng dodged and grabbed Xian Qianling’s arm, gently pulling her into his embrace.

And just as Qin Feng’s left hand was about to wrap around Xian Qianling’s waist, there was another gunshot!

"Bang!"

As the bullet casing hit the ground, Qin Feng’s left hand was also pierced by the bullet, and the blood quickly dripped onto the coal slag track beneath their feet.

Xian Qianling performed a beautiful spin and landed a heavy kick on Qin Feng.

After Qin Feng took the hit, his body swiftly glided across the ground at an angle of about forty-five degrees. Looking at the palm of his left hand, he laughed again.

"Hehehe, you really are a woman of Qin Feng, spicy enough!" He said as he looked down at you with a posture of superiority and lifelong dominance, with nothing but endless disdain and mockery in his eyes, "Worthless thing, this is my final warning to you. If you come near my woman again, I’ll chop off your hands and feet and hang them in the city to dry as a human jerky!"

With these words, Qin Feng turned into a gust of wind and quickly left.

The pain from the wound was very intense, and the loss of blood also made you feel weary and exhausted. However, this was nothing compared to the pain Qin Feng had caused you.

His words, his gaze, all cut through your heart like blades of wind!

Regarding Han Rourong’s departure, you didn’t feel much negative emotion, just a sense of how money and materialism in the big city could change many people.

When you saw Xian Qianling last night, your heart was racing. Although you had only been conscious for a day or two, you swore that last night was the fastest your heart had ever beaten. At that moment, it felt like your heart was going to leap out of your chest.

At the time, you didn’t know what that feeling was, but when you went home last night and lay alone in bed, you realized your entire mind was filled with Xian Qianling’s voice and laughter.

Although you didn’t know what had happened between you and her in the past, you knew you had really fallen for her.

However, Qin Feng’s arrival shattered the budding feelings of love in your heart.

Qin Feng’s confidence and his extraordinary abilities sent you plummeting into an abyss, and his contemptuous tone and attitude as he left made you feel even more incompetent.

Not being able to love the person you wanted to love was a really, fucking, annoying feeling!

"Mu Yun, are you alright?"

Xian Qianling wanted to come over and support you, but you smiled and declined, "I’m fine, sorry, I just want some time alone."

Hearing this, Xian Qianling’s extended hand also slowly retracted.

Although she wasn’t as empathetic as Wu Qiyi, she knew that the amnesiac you must have been struck by the strength Qin Feng had just shown.

In casual conversations with Wu Qiyi, Xian Qianling remembered every single thing she said about you.

She remembered Wu Qiyi mentioning that, usually, you seemed carefree and unconcerned about everything, but in actuality you were very sensitive at heart and had a strong sense of pride.

"I’ll take my leave now."

Turning around, you were about to take a step when you heard Xian Qianling’s voice from behind, "Wait a moment."

Then came the sound of fabric tearing, and by the time you looked back, Xian Qianling had already ripped her clothes halfway, exposing her lean abdomen and the rather adorable navel.

"No matter what, the wound needs to be dressed first." Xian Qianling tore her clothes into two pieces, first bandaging your wound, then said to you, "I can relate to your feelings, and I don’t want to say too much, but just know that the person you once were made me fall deeply in love; now, my heart and myself are completely yours."

Having said that, Xian Qianling walked away without looking back.

After she had walked a dozen steps, she took out her phone and dialed Zhang Zifeng’s number, "Mu Yun got hurt, take him to Old Huang to get bandaged. Old Huang deals with gunshot wounds well, and there’s no need for registration."

In China, getting shot required reporting it to the police station, so to avoid any trouble, Xian Qianling had Zhang Zifeng take you to a private clinic.

On the road, you kept silent, and so did Zhang Zifeng.

Old Huang was a balding middle-aged man, with a lab coat as yellow as his surname, and he looked quite scruffy.

When you and Zhang Zifeng entered the clinic, the guy was busily ’shaking the weasel’ in front of the computer monitor.

Phrases like "Yi Ku," "Ya Miedie," and "Mo Dou" filled the air, laden with lewd language.

You and Zhang Zifeng exchanged a look. The latter cleared his throat and kicked the door, startling Old Huang into quickly putting his ’tool’ away.

He turned to see it was Zhang Zifeng and couldn’t help but roll his eyes in annoyance, "Damn it! Zhang Zi, could you not knock before entering next time? You nearly scared me impotent!"

Zhang Zifeng just shrugged, "Sorry, I’ll knock next time."

"What’s the matter?"

"Brought a friend to look at a gunshot wound."

"Sit over there for a while; I need to wash my hands, I got myself all sprayed."

"Gan, could you not be so filthy, you’re corrupting the kids!"

"A clean person remains pure, just like a lotus flower doesn’t pick up mud from where it grows."

Hey, you know what, that kind of makes sense.

When Old Huang came over, after washing his hands, he naturally put on a pair of plastic gloves.

He started to slowly unwrap your left hand. Huh?

Where’s the wound!?

Old Huang naturally furrowed his brow; although he didn’t see any wound, the bloodstains on both sides of his palm were undeniably real.

Then he unwrapped your right hand and turned pale, as he discovered a third of a bullet buried in the flesh of your palm, but the wound next to it had already healed, and it was somewhat possible to distinguish the new flesh from the old.

"Tell me, little brother, did you escape from the American biochemical labs? Your self-healing ability is just too freakish!" Old Huang crudely pulled the bullet out of your hand. The bleeding had stopped, and one could see the fresh, tender flesh.

Zhang Zifeng had been mentally prepared for the extraordinary phenomena of your body, after seeing how many more astounding things you had done, let alone causing the entire police force to reel in shock.

Seeing the self-healing wound, Zhang Zifeng smiled and said, "It seems like, despite losing or weakening some of your abilities, your body still possesses the same superhuman self-healing ability as before, Mu Yun."

"I... I have a self-healing ability?" you frowned and asked Zhang Zifeng, "Officer Zhang, what kind of person was I before? Am I not just an ordinary, low-tier high school teacher?"

Just as Zhang Zifeng was about to speak, his phone in his pocket rang.

He gave you an apologetic smile and took the call, "Hello, captain... Yes, we’re at Old Huang’s clinic now... Right, his hand has healed itself, the healing speed seems to be even faster than before... Yeah, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zifeng gave you a rueful smile, "Sorry, Mu Yun, there are some things I can’t tell you for now, but the captain said if you have any doubts in your heart, you can go to her, and she’ll tell you everything."

PS: Sorry, I can only get this far, I’m really too tired...

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