Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 1165 - 506: Sun Guowei’s Miserable Fate

With Ding Yan's sharp wits, how could she fail to spot the root of the issue?

The bottle of restorative essence!

Up to this point, Zhou Qingming had only consumed that single bottle of restorative essence, nothing more.

Thus, the fault had to lie with that very bottle of restorative essence!

And originally, Sun Weiwei had meant that bottle of restorative essence for her own use.

That signified the essence laced with aphrodisiac was supposed to target her!

This realization sent a shiver racing down her spine.

Had she fallen victim to the poison, what fate would have awaited her?

Her scalp prickled at the thought, while boundless rage flared in her gaze.

"What do you mean?" Liang Yuan promptly inquired about the matter.

Once Ding Yan explained, his face darkened too, fury blazing within.

The Sun siblings had plotted to violate Ding Yan?

"I hold no grudge with her; she even wants me gone. Why pull this stunt? Was it Wu Yaobang's orders?" Ding Yan blurted out in fury.

Liang Yuan shook his head, eyes cold as ice, replying, "No point dwelling on it. Regardless of motive, we must confront her over this."

"What now?" Ding Yan glanced at Zhou Qingming, writhing furiously mid-air, and asked involuntarily.

Liang Yuan's eyes flashed, then he burst into laughter: "She caused the mess, let her fix it. Head out and tell Ni Qi to haul Sun Weiwei here."

"Huh? Sun Weiwei's outside?" Ding Yan jumped in surprise.

"Move it." Liang Yuan pressed.

Ding Yan nodded at once and dashed outside.

Soon enough, Ni Qi slipped into the room, Sun Weiwei slung across his back.

Inside, Liang Yuan ordered right away, "Return her to full size, ignore the rest."

"Got it." Ni Qi nodded sharply and unleashed his superpower, shrinking Sun Weiwei back to normal human proportions.

Task done, Liang Yuan eyed Zhou Qingming hovering above and teased with a grin: "Old Zhou, consider this a perk, savor it."

With that, he grabbed Ni Qi, and both shrank rapidly before exiting the room.

Simultaneously, the telekinetic bonds holding Zhou Qingming eased.

He roared lowly right away, his crimson eyes swiveling to fix on Sun Weiwei sprawled on the floor.

Excitement surged across his features in a flash, and with another guttural roar, he lunged!

Rip——!

Fabric shredding echoed through.

By then, Liang Yuan and Ni Qi had withdrawn to the outer bushes.

There, Sun Guowei lay knocked out, guarded by Ding Yan and Ji Xiaoyu.

Nearby, the huge dog grew restless.

Spotting the dog's state upon arrival, Liang Yuan arched a brow.

Ji Xiaoyu murmured, "Something's off with this dog. It was calm earlier, but now it's like it's in heat, clawing madly at the ropes."

Linking the indoor chaos to the dog's behavior, Liang Yuan's expression turned ghastly!

He whipped toward Sun Guowei on the ground, killing intent exploding: "You scum, damn you!"

Ding Yan caught on instantly, her face draining of color, gripped by aftershock.

She summoned her own murderous aura too, snarling, "Scum! I'll end you!"

Words out, she balled her fist, poised to smash the insensate Sun Guowei.

Yet Liang Yuan yanked her back abruptly, voice icy: "Offing him like this lets him off too lightly."

Hearing that, Ding Yan eyed Liang Yuan: "So what's the plan?"

A chilling gleam lit Liang Yuan's eyes: "Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth."

He scooped up Sun Guowei directly, while using telekinesis to seize the mutated dog, hauling both swiftly to the adjacent chapel.

In a vacant room within the chapel, Liang Yuan stripped Sun Guowei bare and tossed him in.

Concurrently, he freed the mutated dog from its bonds.

Instantly, the beast went berserk, emitting eerie whines as it dashed wildly about the space.

Suddenly spotting Sun Guowei, it charged without pause.

Liang Yuan gave a cold chuckle and withdrew from the room.

Moments later, a shrill, roof-rattling shriek erupted from the chapel.

The cry alerted the nearby patrol team and Angel Corps masked figures alike.

They stormed into the chapel without delay.

There, they beheld a man, naked from the waist down, writhing on the floor in agony.

A enormous mutated dog straddled him, its huge, razor claws pinning his shoulders tight.

Drooling fangs interlocked, viscous saliva dripping.

As the dog thrust relentlessly, Sun Guowei's howls pierced the heavens, nearly shredding the chapel's roof.

Onlookers from surrounding areas rushed over, frozen by the spectacle.

"What's happening?"

"Heavens, isn't that Sun Guowei, Saint Sun's brother? How'd he wind up like that?"

"Goodness, what a sight—cover the kid's eyes, quick!" A woman shielded her child hastily, though her own stare lingered wide-eyed.

"My God, Sun Guowei is getting mounted by a dog!"

"Serves the villain right for his evils."

"This is insane."

"No, seriously, he's getting done by a dog."

"Pfft, hilarious—someone help!"

"Help how?"

"Pry them apart." A guy yelled out.

A woman barred the way, crying, "Hold on, don't interfere! This ain't no regular dog; you can't split mutants till it's done."

"Eh? Explain that."

"Dog parts have barbs, unlike humans. Force it, and it'll rip the guts out."

"What!"

"Hiss——"

"Wha—what now? Let the beast... finish?"

"No clinics around anymore, no options."

"Just slay the dog, yeah?"

"But if it dies stuck?"

"Uh..."

"Quit yapping, fetch Miss Sun—she's connected, might sort it."

"Hold up, how're you so knowledgeable?"

"I... uh... read it online once."

The throng buzzed with chatter.

Yet despite the crowd, none ventured to intervene.

This spectacle would have blown up even in the pre-flood info age.

Now, trapped in isolation, it stunned doubly hard.

Meanwhile, Angel Corps members advanced to aid Sun Guowei.

Abruptly, a middle-aged figure stepped from a rooftop room.

The man sported long hair, a plumpish face, and an air of serenity.

His white robe bore a bold embroidered cross upfront.

A gold cross dangled from his neck.

Atop his head sat a golden papal tiara.

His presence hushed the masses instantly.

All bowed reverently his way.

"The Divine Son arrives!"

"Hail, Divine Son."

"Divine Son on high, God's blessings upon us."

......

This was Wu Yaobang.

He eyed Sun Guowei's plight, face stiffening, then paled as realization struck.

"You lot, save him fast." He commanded.

"Yes, Divine Son."

A patrol member dashed forward, slicing the mutant dog's head clean off.

Blood gushed, soaking Sun Guowei head to foot.

It streamed from his rear to legs, impossible to distinguish whose.

Either way, the misery was utter.

"To the medical room with him."

Wu Yaobang gestured, and hands carted off the fainted Sun Guowei.

He scanned the dispersing crowd with a smile: "Everyone, scatter. Eden will probe this fully—head home."

The group bowed away respectfully.

Alone now, Wu Yaobang's face soured, barking, "Quick, check on Miss Ding."

An Angel Corps man murmured, "Divine Son, the drug should've kicked in there too. Go yourself, or fetch Miss Ding?"

Wu Yaobang's gaze shifted: "I'll handle it personally."

Leading his crew, he hurried to Ding Yan's dwelling.

Ding Yan's voluptuous form made his pulse race just thinking of it.

He imagined her drugged allure.

Wu Yaobang gulped, marching to her stone hut.

"Miss Ding, trouble in Eden—are you safe?" He called.

"Mm—, ah—"

Odd, throaty moans drifted out.

Wu Yaobang's face lit with thrill.

"Can't hold back already? Pleasuring herself?"

He ordered, "Back off, all. I'll inspect inside."

Shoving the door, it creaked wide.

But the sight ignited his fury to explosion.

"Sun Weiwei! What in blazes are you doing!"

Faint glow from plants lit the dim interior.

On the bed, a nude man and woman entangled.

The woman below, disheveled and bruised, fresh from frenzy.

The man was a stranger to Wu Yaobang.

Yet the act was Wu Yaobang's frequent vice.

"Here, now!"

Wu Yaobang bellowed.

Two masked men burst in.

They gaped at the display.

"Miss Sun!"

"Who's this guy?"

"Slay these filthy dogs—kill them!" Wu Yaobang howled.

"Sun Weiwei, saint serving God, beds a stranger? Blasphemy! Execute them both!"

Teeth clenched, Wu Yaobang raged.

The pair of Angel Corps drew blades silently, lunging.

Relieved now, Zhou Qingming regained clarity.

Spotting danger, he clutched Sun Weiwei, dissolved to blood mist in a flash, bolting for escape.

But a watery barrier materialized mid-escape.

Whoosh—the barrier swallowed him and Sun Weiwei.

Dozens of razor water blades spawned inside.

Splish splash...

Blades whirled, slashing chaotically in the globe.

Blood mist, shapeless, dodged unscathed.

Sun Weiwei, trapped, got diced to bits!

Screams rang as the water reddened.

Zhou Qingming reshaped the mist, infiltrating the barrier.

Ripping a gap, he fled skyward.

Wu Yaobang smirked coldly: "Invading Eden? Think you can flee?"