Above the Galaxy
Chapter 277 - 185: Smashed to Pieces!

Chapter 277: Chapter 185: Smashed to Pieces!

Inside the suitcase were a few pieces of worn clothing, among which was a cloak that looked to have a particularly special fabric, soft and smooth to the touch, with an excellent feel.

However, that was just a cloak, and it wasn’t his targeted item for theft.

There were plenty of privately hidden bottles and jars, one of which had a lid that wasn’t properly sealed, coating his hand in a powdery residue that smelled like mint—refreshingly cool with a slightly spicy hint.

Beyond that, he couldn’t find anything else.

He felt through every fold and pocket inside the suitcase, inside and out, but still did not find what he wanted.

"Strange!"

"Where did he hide that thing?"

"Could it be that he took it with him to the White Crane Academy?"p>

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Right then, the door to the room was pushed open, and a large figure stood at the entrance.

Click!

Little Fatty switched on the room light, the intense beam causing the thief’s vision to flare, squinting involuntarily, and he extended his hand to shield his eyes.

Little Fatty, holding the Skull Hammer in the doorway, angrily said, "You shouldn’t steal my brother’s things..."

Stealing mine is fine since I don’t really have anything worth stealing.

But you can’t steal my brother’s.

The shadow straightened its body, glanced at Little Fatty and then suddenly hurled itself toward the window.

As his body leaped, a silver Pulse Pistol appeared in his hand.

Click!

The security glass, seemingly as solid as a rock, shattered under the impact of the Pulse Bullet.

"Trying to escape?" Little Fatty bellowed, taking quick steps and swinging the Skull Hammer down with force.

As the glass broke, the shadow’s body also happened to pass through.

Once outside, he would be able to use the Flying Device on his feet to make a quick getaway.

Regarding that pudgy kid, he had observed him for a long time hiding in the shadows while he was smashing stones in the yard.

A fellow who didn’t understand cultivation, who couldn’t sense any Yin Yang Qi—even if he had a good bit of raw strength...

Bang!

He felt a pain in his back and then his body plummeted towards the ground at high speed.

Thud...

Lying face down, his body slammed heavily onto the hard moon rock, bones nearly scattering from the impact.

"What’s happening?"

"Isn’t he devoid of Yin Yang Qi?"

"His hammer didn’t even touch me..."

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The thief was battered severely, seeing stars before his eyes.

He couldn’t understand—how could Little Fatty’s hammer not touch his body yet still a powerful rush of air struck his back?

What puzzled him even more was that he was not a Cultivator, he didn’t possess Yin Yang Qi...

What was this?

Strength? Qi Force?

What he didn’t know was that Little Fatty’s strength was so immense that it could generate Qi Force.

This was akin to what physics called shockwaves, which had the same principle as projecting Yin Yang Qi outward.

Moreover, it was even more overbearing and aggressive than Yin Yang Qi.

Feeling the immense pressure from above, his body swiftly rolled to one side.

Crack...

Little Fatty’s hammer came crashing down, sending rock chips flying, and a huge crater emerged on the smooth ground.

The thief watched with a shaking heart. Had he not dodged that hammer, his head would have likely been smashed to a pulp.

This kid had extraordinary innate strength!

The shadow knew that today’s mission had failed and dared not prolong the fight.

Activating the Flying Device under his feet, he went airborne, looking to quickly escape the perilous yard.

However, as soon as he took flight, he felt dizzy and his vision blurred, his body going limp, almost bereft of any strength.

Panic surged in the thief’s mind.

What was going on?

Was it a repercussion from the hammer blow he had just taken?

"Hit by my brother’s aphrodisiac, and you still think of running?"

"Aphrodisiac?" the thief inwardly wailed.

He didn’t even know when he had been poisoned—could it be the powder from the bottle that wasn’t properly closed?

Was that refreshingly cool powder what he called the aphrodisiac?

What kind of maniac... would set a trap like this in a suitcase to guard against thieves?

Who have us thieves provoked?

Little Fatty was not willing to let it end there. Taking a running start, he tiptoed off the edge of the flowerbed in the courtyard, his plump body soaring up like a nimble swallow.

Though he was fat, he could be an agile fatty.

He flew rapidly, even higher than that shadow with the flying device.

Then, from above, he hammered down.

Crack!

The sound of a watermelon splitting.

The thief’s head was smashed to pieces.

Because of the excessive force of that hammer, it smashed his skull and also drove his soaring body back down.

Thud!

First, the feet hit the ground, followed by the sound of bones snapping at the knees from the severe impact.

The flying device under his feet also crashed to the ground, making a creaking noise.

When the shadow collapsed to the ground, the flying device still dutifully tried to drag his corpse away...

Unfortunately, it couldn’t move.

Little Fatty walked over and hammered down on the flying device.

The flying device broke apart, sparking sporadically.

Another hammer strike, and another flying device was wrecked, along with both of his feet...

Bone and flesh mixed together into a pile of bone mud.

Now there was no flying away.

Little Fatty scratched his head, looking at the body on the ground and fell into thought.

What to do next?

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Tang Fei was practicing his swordsmanship in the training room when his wrist-mounted phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and pressed the answer button.

Consequently, Little Fatty’s chubby face appeared on the virtual screen before him.

"What’s up?" Tang Fei asked.

Little Fatty wouldn’t normally call him, especially not at this time.

Because Little Fatty knew this was his training time and wouldn’t casually disturb him.

"Bro, someone broke into our place," Little Fatty said with an honest smile.

Tang Fei paused, then said, "A burglar? What’s there to steal for two guys as poor as us?"

"Don’t know," said Little Fatty.

"What? You didn’t catch him, he got away?"

"Caught him."

"Then why didn’t you ask him?"

"Can’t ask."

"What’s there you can’t ask? He can’t speak?"

"He can’t speak..."

"Why not?"

"I smashed him to death."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Tang Fei said, "Who was it? Do we know him? Point the camera at his face, let me have a look..."

"Bro, have you eaten?" Little Fatty asked with concern.

"I’ve eaten. What time is it now? Why are you asking this?"

Little Fatty didn’t answer Tang Fei’s question, but instead adjusted the camera angle...

"Where’s his face?" Tang Fei asked.

"Bro, what you’re seeing is his face," Little Fatty said apologetically, "It’s the first time someone’s broken into our place, I was too nervous, and afraid he’d run away, then I used too much force... I accidentally smashed his head open..."

"..."

Is this nervousness and fear?

Is this an accident?

Tang Fei naturally wouldn’t blame Little Fatty but instead asked, "Did he steal anything from our place?"

"No, he entered your room, opened your chest, and even got hit by your Love Potion..." Little Fatty explained aloud, "If he hadn’t been hit by the Love Potion, I wouldn’t have been able to smash him with one blow... Maybe he would’ve escaped with flying shoes..."

Seeing Tang Fei silent again on the other end, Little Fatty spoke up, "Bro, what do we do now? Should I find somewhere to bury him?"

"This is New Star, not Mounthate... Where can you bury him?" Tang Fei said in irritation. "Afraid that you’ll have just stepped outside with the body and get caught by the police..."

After a moment of thought, he said, "You should call the police before I get back..."

"Call the police?" Little Fatty was stunned, "Aren’t you coming back to check things out?"

"I’m a student at White Crane Academy, a disciple of Xuanyuan Mingjing... I can’t get involved in criminal cases..." Tang Fei said, "It would affect my Star Sky rankings..."

"..."