Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 538 - 99

Chapter 538: Chapter 99

Tan Wenbin immediately got up and ran towards the performance tent, shouting as he did:

"Are you stupid? If it was a real gun, would I need to use my mouth to tell you not to move?"

After shouting, Tan Wenbin immediately regretted it. Was his action too obvious?

If the opponent didn’t take the bait to chase him but instead went straight for Brother Xiao Yuan, wouldn’t he be caught off guard?

However, Tan Wenbin soon realized he was overthinking it; the woman behind him was chasing after him.

Tan Wenbin was reassured and continued to run forward.

It seemed he had been with Yuanzi too long, presuming everyone was as cold-blooded as Yuanzi.

Sister Rou was indeed enraged: first, the Yellow River Shovel blades, then the lime powder, followed by the toy gun, and most annoyingly, he had to forcibly dislocate his own bones to avoid the bullets, and now he had to relocate them back, suffering twice over.

Tan Wenbin had really underestimated his ability to attract hatred; even though his actions seemed nonsensical, they had indeed caused significant damage to the woman.

Sister Rou could have chased after Tan Wenbin and dealt with the teenager on Granny Yu’s side first, but she feared that once she did that, Tan Wenbin would turn around and target her.

Most importantly, Tan Wenbin gave her the impression that he could be easily dealt with if she got a bit serious.

Also, Tan Wenbin was running towards their circus tent, which had been pre-arranged with an Array.

Sister Rou: Heh, you wouldn’t expect us to set up an Array too.

People tend to make stupid mistakes when facing realms they don’t understand.

Because Sister Rou didn’t understand Arrays, she didn’t realize the level of skill needed to quietly set up an Array all around her home overnight.

She also didn’t know how crude and basic the Array they set up, inherited from Granny Yu, appeared in the eyes of that teenager.

Ignorance often breeds fearlessness.

"Three brings life, four enters ♌, two and eight consult the hexagrams, three and nine connect..."

Tan Wenbin recited the Array formulas as he rushed into the performance tent.

Then, Sister Rou also charged in.

Tan Wenbin stopped, turned around, and looked at her.

He saw a cold smirk on Sister Rou’s face.

Tan Wenbin widened his eyes - could it be that the Array set up by Yuanzi had been discovered and tampered with beforehand? Wasn’t he walking right into a trap?

He saw Sister Rou stomp on a specific spot on the ground, activating the Array.

The next moment, Sister Rou’s vision darkened, performing "the blind men feeling an elephant" in front of Tan Wenbin.

"Bitch, you had me doubting myself just now."

Tan Wenbin bent down; the base of the performance tent was made of wooden planks, but the gaps between them were large, so he could easily grab stones from inside.

He no longer had weapons like shovels, so he could only resort to the most primitive form of long-range attack.

Primarily because he didn’t dare engage in close combat, even though the opponent was like a blind person spinning in circles on the spot, if she really managed to grab him and pressed up against him, he didn’t have the confidence to break free.

"Bam!"

A stone hit Sister Rou’s head, blood flowing out.

In her current environment, her sense of spatial orientation was disordered. Usually, she could sense an incoming stone with her ears or even her sixth sense and dodge it, but now, she was completely incapable.

Moreover, as Tan Wenbin kept throwing stones and moving in circles, he maintained a distance of twenty meters.

Soon, after a flurry of stones, Sister Rou was covered with bruises on her head, chest, arms, and legs.

She was like a solo dancer, constantly dodging and attacking within a small area, occasionally attempting a long charge, but before she could cover five meters in a straight line, she fell harshly to the ground.

Under the effects of this Array, there was no way she could walk in a straight line.

As he kept throwing, Tan Wenbin even started to feel a bit sorry for her.

Binbin immediately adjusted his mindset:

"Take that, for child trafficking!"

"For committing such despicable acts!"

"Human traffickers deserve to die!!!"

With each slogan, he grew more enthusiastic.

"Bam! Bam! Bam!"

Finally, Sister Rou, with her head bloodied and face utterly wrecked, fell face down on the ground with a "thud."

"Huff...huff..."

Tan Wenbin stopped, shaking his arms lightly while taking deep breaths.

Continuously throwing stones with full force was indeed tiring; his arms and shoulders were beginning to feel numb.

But after a short break, Tan Wenbin bent down again, picked up a handful of stones from the gaps, and threw them towards the back of the head of Sister Rou lying on the ground.

"Bam!"

"Do you take me for a fool, pretending to be dead to lure me closer?"

"Bam!"

"I’ll see if you get up, I won’t come close until your brains are smashed out!"

"Bam!"

With the person lying still, aiming was easy; Tan Wenbin kept hitting Sister Rou in the back of the head.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"

Sister Rou got up, her hair in disarray, driven mad.

Not knowing where her opponent was, disoriented, hopeless, with only the stones continuously hitting her; anyone would feel desperate.

"Have the guts to let me out and fight me fairly, let me out and fight me squarely!"

"Bam!"

"Bam!"

"Ptui, you think you’re worthy of talking about fighting squarely with me?"

Tan Wenbin kept throwing while cursing in his mind: This woman is tough, being pummeled for so long and still not dead.

Mainly because there weren’t any large stones in the crevices below, but even if there were, he wouldn’t dare get too close to throw them.