Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1277 - 567: The Assault Approaches

Meng Huoke, sprawled on the ground, was deeply touched by Qiu Xiaoping’s deeds.

Captain, you're actually going this far for him...

The thief sprawled nearby remained utterly indifferent, for every figure there loomed as a colossal power to him, all equally intimidating.

His sole sensation was how the mighty gripped life and death in their fists, numbing the soul.

"If you drop by tomorrow evening... won't you fear me laying a Heaven and Earth Net?"

Fang Yu remarked with a grin.

Unidentified powerhouses were still racing toward them, the scenario shrouded in mystery, sparking Fang Yu's urge to trail behind.

"I trust in Young Master Diao’s integrity."

Qiu Xiaoping picked up on the other's intentions right away, curving her lips into a faint smile.

Yet with no prior acquaintance, how could character even factor in? It hinged entirely on the Rebel Army’s intel web, breeding inner assurance.

Fang Yu sneered inwardly, yet kept a gentle smile plastered on as he replied, "Then maybe I overdid it. Looks like the Rebel Army has no plans to hassle me."

"Apologies, apologies."

As their exchange reached this juncture...

"Who's that above!"

"People upstairs!"

"Storm up and seize them! Hurry, hurry!"

Troops in great numbers surged into the brothel.

At the same moment, a far-off presence surged ahead faster, hurtling nearer!

Fang Yu and Qiu Xiaoping shared a quick look, both readying to vault from the window alongside their followers.

Yet nearly at once, they abandoned one individual.

"That's your companion!" Fang Yu jabbed a finger at the teary-eyed, stunned Qin Er.

"..."

Qiu Xiaoping paused briefly, then doubled back to scoop up the figure.

Fang Yu had by now leaped through the window, bounding away in mere jumps beyond Qiu Xiaoping’s view, only for the very next moment...

"Insolent fiend, where do you dare flee!!"

A furious bellow rang out, and Qiu Xiaoping watched the pair's forms crash earthward like snapped kites!

His pulse raced, and spotting the assailant revealed none other than Foolish Underworld Hall Master Jinfang Zai!

Rescue them, or flee?

Countless ideas raced through Qiu Xiaoping’s thoughts in a flash. In the end, clenching his jaw, he hurled Qin Er and the rest to the curb before charging toward the clash!

"Flee for your lives alone!"

Meng Huoke, knocked down, trembled in sheer terror.

"Captain Qiu?!"

Injured as he was, burdened by two others, encircled by Foolish Underworld troops—escape seemed impossible??

Agony churned in his chest, but Captain Qiu simply disregarded him!

"Brother Meng..."

Qin Er, equally rattled to her bones, clung to composure, mustering a helpless, pitiful expression.

She understood that without scheming her own survival now, death awaited!

But her allure proved worthless.

Meng Huoke could scarcely shield himself—how could he spare a thought for feminine wiles?

"Scatter and run!"

Finishing that, Meng Huoke bolted directly into the forward alley, never glancing behind.

Qin Er stood frozen in shock.

Scatter and run? How was she supposed to scatter and run? She lacked even the strength to flee!

Her eyes then caught the thief, who had sized up the peril, scrambling upright on all fours before bolting in a chosen path, ignoring Qin Er entirely!

Fuming, Qin Er stamped in rage, yet grateful their brothel exit had broken the Foolish Underworld’s siege; detection hit only on the window leap, with uproar echoing from rear—undeniably Foolish Underworld hunters.

Teeth gritted, Qin Er spun and dashed away too.

Still, aware her delicate build couldn't rival the Foolish Underworld soldiers' pace, her eyes darted over street-side homes hunting an ideal refuge.

Precisely! Her scheme: duck into a close dwelling, dodge initial sweeps, exploit the Foolish Underworld’s fixation on the pair for an escape opening.

The plan held merit, though success remained doubtful. In her plight, it marked her fiercest bid for survival.

Meanwhile.

In another spot.

Bang!!

An object slammed down, kicking up a massive dust plume.

From the rooftop, Jinfang Zai peered below, where a fully sealed spherical Bone Ball emerged through the haze.

"It held..."

[Jinfang Zai: 8566/8566.]

Jinfang Zai arched a brow faintly.

That prior ambush hadn't unleashed full might, yet packed sixty to seventy percent of peak force.

The one beneath enduring such a strike was far from ordinary.

Cracking noises resounded...

The spherical Bone Ball started peeling apart gradually, just like a shattered eggshell.

From the cracks in the bone shell, a pair of fierce eyes glared intensely at him from inside.

This guy?!

Jinfang Zai jolted in shock!

For ages, he hadn’t sensed a threat this close to life-or-death. Who on earth was this figure down there...

"Jin! Fang! Zai!!!"

Right as Jinfang Zai mulled this over, a shape from nearby suddenly barreled toward him at breakneck speed!

No! It was hurtling through the sky!!

What velocity?!

He reflexively threw up a hand to defend.

Bam!!

That horrifying force launched him backward through the air, with the attacker hot on his trail mid-flight, denying any chance to recover!

Demon...

On instinct, he nearly unleashed the power surging inside him, but at the last instant, he forcefully held it back.

Endless years of combat had dramatically ramped up the demonization corroding his body.

Using it without restraint once more could mean he wouldn’t last through this very year...

"Such remarkable skills; if you joined the Foolish Underworld, you’d undoubtedly rise to prominence. Why throw in with demons?"