Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 678 - 332: Her High Heels_3

Chapter 678: Chapter 332: Her High Heels_3

The black man held great respect for Jie Susi, the gang leader. As he got halfway to his feet, he heard Jie Susi’s words and planned to squat back down, but it was too late.

His movement enraged the bandaged woman.

The female white-collar worker gripped her belt with her right hand and, in the blink of an eye, whipped it out, using it as a whip to strike at the black man.

Crack!

With one lash, the shoulder of the black man, where he was hit, was torn open, his clothes ripped into shreds, leaving a large wound on his skin and flesh.

Crack! Crack!

Two more lashes followed.

"Ah!"

The black man let out a roar like a brown bear and suddenly lashed out, punching toward the bandaged woman’s head.

Jie Susi didn’t stop him; after all, he didn’t know how long this female monster intended to beat him. If she planned to beat Wade to death, it would be better to let Wade attack and test the creature’s combat strength.

The female white-collar was quite tall, and with her red-soled high heels, she stood around 1.85 meters, but compared to the over 1.9-meter-tall black man Wade, she seemed three heads shorter and too slender. Standing in front of the broad-shouldered and bear-like Wade, she appeared like a sprig of bean sprout.

Yet, it was this very bean sprout who, just as Wade’s fist was about to hit her, suddenly delivered a whip kick to his torso.

Bang!

Wade flew like he’d been hit by a heavy truck, hurling more than thirty meters away before crashing against the wall with a loud thud.

Whoosh!

Great amounts of wall dust flaked off.

"Holy shit, that strong?"

Hua Yue Yu covered her mouth in shock.

The others’ faces turned somber in an instant; half of those present couldn’t have withstood that strike from the female white-collar.

Click-Clack! Click-Clack!

The woman approached, her high heels clacking against the floor like the announcement of the Death God.

Wade stood up, his fists colliding.

Bang!

Scales immediately sprouted on his arms, which also swelled by one fist’s size, his ten fingers transforming into sharp claws.

This was his Divine Grace, the Tyrant Dragon Claws, capable of tearing a sedan to shreds.

"Fuck you!"

Wade roared and, like a rocket, blasted toward the bandaged woman, slapping a claw toward her head.

The bandaged woman raised her hand, bang, grabbed Wade’s wrist effortlessly, and like tossing a textbook, slammed it onto the ground.

Bang!

The dust on the floor was sent flying into the air.

Argh!

Wade nearly blacked out from the pain and felt as if his breastbone would shatter. However, his years of combat experience allowed him to endure the torment as he punched towards the bandaged woman’s calf.

The bandaged woman lifted her foot and stomped down again.

Squelch!

The delicate high heel, like a steel pickaxe, pierced Wade’s arm without hindrance, pinning it against the floor.

Whoosh!

Bright red blood splattered on the female white-collar’s flesh-colored stockings.

The stockings were soiled, and she seemed irate. So, she lifted her foot and stomped down once more.

This time it was towards Wade’s head.

The bandaged woman was too fast, and before Wade could react, the heel had pierced through his left eye, penetrating his brain.

"Ah!"

Wade screamed in agony, mustering his last bit of strength to fight back, but he didn’t have the chance.

The bandaged woman, as if crushing a disgustingly dirty cockroach, repeatedly stamped her foot down.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

Blood sprayed everywhere, and bits of white brain matter were also drawn out.

Hua Yue Yu, frightened, clutched at Lin Baici’s clothes with one hand, covering her mouth with the other.

She had seen dead bodies before, but never one that died so gruesomely. It was genuinely horrifying.

In just a few seconds, the black man Wade’s head had been stomped into a hornet’s nest, riddled with holes made by the high heel.

Wade’s body convulsed, then went limp on the ground, barely breathing.

"We’re in big trouble!"

Jilu inhaled sharply.

Everyone looked worried; Wade was a member of the Statue of Liberty, and very strong, yet he was effortlessly slaughtered by this female white-collar monster. Their plan to pass the level by defeating her was squashed.

Now there was only one path left: to outwit her!

The problem was that there was too little valid information, which meant more people would likely die before they could gather enough data.

The bandaged female white-collar shook her right leg, pulling the high heel out of black man Wade’s head, splattered with fresh blood. Disgusted, she kicked Wade’s corpse and then stomped her foot hard on the floor several times.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

After shaking off the blood, she realized the flesh-colored stockings were stained too. So, after fastening her belt, she lifted her skirt and took off the pantyhose, casually wiping her high heels with them.

Then she opened her black shoulder bag and pulled out a new pair of stockings to wear on her legs.

This process was somewhat eye-catching, but the men present had no mood to appreciate it, as the corpse on the floor was enough to cool any ardor.

After changing into a new pair of stockings, the bandaged woman seemed to be in a better mood as she took out a cup of coffee and a straw from her purse.

"I’ll be damned. Is that a Space forbidden item?"

Huang Jinxiang stared at the Chanel bag, eyes widening with an uncontrollable greed.

It wasn’t just him; others also looked on enviously, wanting it for themselves.

In the God Hunter Circle, such taboo things were always in high demand but rarely for sale.

Lin Bai Ci frowned slightly. When Eater God had commented earlier that the bandaged woman never worried about being unable to carry too many gifts, he suspected that the bag might be a spatial artifact. It seemed his suspicion was confirmed.

However, he didn’t have the desire to possess it; after all, he already had the Black Tripod Bowl, and, as a man, it wouldn’t be fitting for him to carry a woman’s handbag.

The bandaged woman stabbed the straw into the coffee cup and then stretched her left hand up to her mouth, pulling apart a narrow gap in the bandages.

A red lip showed through, then clasped the straw.