Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1274 - 565: Kill or Spare_2

When the Gui Gong was hurled into the ’Heaven’ room on the third floor, the fight downstairs finally concluded.

Though called an end, the brothel thugs charged forward only to get obliterated in seconds, like a rapid sweep that erased them all.

"You, don’t come any closer!!"

The madam was already terrified out of her wits and spun around to flee.

Fang Yu glanced back at Ding Hui, spotting her just as she snapped someone’s neck.

That wasn’t among the brothel thugs Fang Yu had allowed through; Ding Hui had taken it upon herself to handle this one.

Fang Yu had thought about stepping in back then but held back, since compared to the health bar, such a foe posed no real threat to Ding Hui.

Sure enough, Ding Hui faced no danger; she simply broke the brothel thug’s neck, ending a life.

Seeming to catch Fang Yu’s look, Ding Hui lifted her chin with clear pride.

Fang Yu felt little about it—he was accustomed to Ding Hui by now.

Don’t let Ding Hui’s gentle, submissive side with him fool you; toward outsiders, she remained merciless, slaying without a second thought.

Fang Yu showed no response, but Qin Er, cowering nearby, was nearly frightened to death, gazing at Ding Hui in sheer terror.

While evading the Foolish Underworld’s chase and fleeing nonstop, she had never taken a life; all the grim tasks fell to the Scarface man.

Yet she trusted Scarface man, whereas Ding Hui filled her with utter distrust.

The thief sprawled on the floor was terrified too.

Having witnessed Fang Yu’s almost supernatural movement skills and the woman’s brutal ferocity, he believed his end had come.

And right then, that fierce woman suddenly called out.

"Diao Deyi, that guy is heading this way."

"Hmm?"

Fang Yu didn’t catch on at first.

After a quick mental rundown, he grasped Ding Hui’s meaning instantly.

Right away, he detected a shadow bursting into the brothel.

Leaping from downstairs, that shadow quickly came into view for everyone.

[Meng Huoke: 3000/3000.]

He wore bulky garments; though his face wasn’t plump, his frame bulged out from the clothes, creating a jarring mismatch.

In mid-leap, Fang Yu and Meng Huoke’s eyes locked briefly.

And then.

Tap.

Meng Huoke’s feet hit the second-floor railing.

No words, no talk.

Whish—

Meng Huoke whipped his hand.

Buzz Buzz Buzz!!

A thick horde of jet-black mosquitoes erupted like an insect legion from Meng Huoke’s loose attire.

"Watch out, they’re poisonous!"

Ding Hui yelled the alert.

Of course they’re poisonous!

Meng Huoke’s lips curled faintly.

These bugs, known as Rain Peace Worms, appeared on rainy nights, favored swampy spots, and carried mild venom. He had tamed them with his ancestral martial arts, then nurtured them over time.

This insect mastery might not rival a typical martial artist in straight fights, but with sheer numbers, their stacking poison could forge a dominant battlefield.

Even if his direct power fell short, Meng Huoke could count on bug control to remain unbeatable.

Usually, he avoided head-on clashes, but when pushed, he figured his full effort matched a Foolish Underworld deputy captain.

Captains, though—that was another matter.

Still, in this modest brothel, no such powerhouse lurked.

Meng Huoke figured that, so he struck without pause.

Then he beheld a sight etched into his memory forever!

"Qi Explosion... Sky Spiral, Small!"

Boom!!!

A twisting gale blasted upward!

The entire mosquito swarm got dragged into a whirlpool blast, morphing into a dark spiraling mass that punched through the ceiling boards, smashing them apart and spiraling into the third-floor room to slam the wall.

With a clattering black cascade to the floor, silence followed.

And the ‘heads’ once pinned to the third-floor planks tumbled like dumplings, shrieking ’ah, ah, ah’ as they plummeted from above.

"A Qi Force expert!"

One strike cleared the field, nullifying his mosquito horde effortlessly.

His initial assault looked routine, but his sagging clothes revealed he’d unleashed nearly all his insects.

The strategy was a sudden strike to overwhelm and poison, paving the way for follow-up moves.

The scheme collapsed in failure, and Meng Huoke suddenly felt a strong impulse to withdraw.

Right as he prepared to fall back, a shadowy figure struck abruptly, clamping onto his throat instantly.

Flung backward, he slammed into the thief sprawled on the floor, leaving the pair dazed and confused.

The rest of the brothel ruffians had never witnessed anything like it.

What they figured was just a petty fight between commoners revealed itself as a battle of immortals. Those with any strength left hastily clambered up, dashing out in sheer panic.

Qin Er gaped with eyes wide open, her mind utterly blank.

Earlier at the inn, she'd only caught sight of the mess left behind, never seeing Fang Yu strike with her own eyes.

Seeing it now, fear almost made her black out.

What sort of monster was he?

Could she, a simple mortal, possibly handle such a being?

Did the Rebel Army truly expect her to keep tabs on someone like this?

Qin Er's opinion of the Rebel Army nosedived sharply.

That inn assignment had obviously been a suicide mission for her!

Ding Hui alone seemed faintly thrilled, a trace of pride shining as her eyes stayed locked on Fang Yu.

Meng Huoke on the ground started to recover his senses.

The instant clarity hit, Fang Yu leaned in close, shoving his grinning face nearly nose-to-nose with his.

"Friend, if I were you, I wouldn’t move recklessly."

That warm tone hid a menace that chilled Meng Huoke to the bone.

Gulp.

His frame locked up tight, gulping hard, too terrified to twitch.

Chaos erupted in the brothel behind them—downstairs dancers shrieked wildly, lost on escape routes, while patrons had fled far away.

Fang Yu ignored it all, content with nabbing his quarry.

"Come and identify him."

With Meng Huoke acting obedient, Fang Yu beckoned Qin Er over.

Shaking from the fright, she crept forward carefully.

A peek at Meng Huoke brought an immediate headshake from her.

"I don’t recognize him."

Qin Er might not know Meng Huoke, but he sure knew her.

His group had supplied her profile for the meetup, and after sending mosquitoes to sample her directly, mix-ups were impossible.

Meng Huoke kept mum though, acting like she was a stranger.

"..."

Useless!

Fang Yu brushed Qin Er away and jabbed at the pair on the ground.

"The Rebel Army thief, the Rebel Army insect-controlling Martial Artist, what now? Should I kill them all?"

He spun to question Ding Hui.

Those words sent the grounded duo into rigid tension.

"Officer! We can’t just kill people indiscriminately... maybe imprison us for interrogation first?" The thief ventured timidly.

Prison offered a shot at rescue or flipping allegiance.

On-the-spot killing meant instant doom!

Meng Huoke's eyes popped wide at the thief's suggestion.

"Officer? Are you from the Foolish Underworld?"

He'd never heard of the Foolish Underworld harboring such a powerhouse.

That prowess screamed at least Captain rank!

Fang Yu simply grinned at the remark.

He'd never professed ties to the Foolish Underworld; the guy assumed it all himself.

Ding Hui had drawn near by now, aligning with Fang Yu.

She jabbed a finger lazily and stated.

"This one, kill. This one, keep."

Her declaration landed.

One face paled to ghostly white.

Another twisted into a tangled look.