I Received Messages From Future Self!
Chapter 502 - 498 Xiaocao Beats Up the Soft-shelled Shrimp

Chapter 502: Chapter 498 Xiaocao Beats Up the Soft-shelled Shrimp

Fang Xiaocao sneaked ashore quietly, riding on Unhappy. With an animal’s instinct, Unhappy was very sharp; even with Fang Xiaocao on his back, he could easily avoid the hidden sentinels around.

When they reached a safe spot, Fang Xiaocao finally got down from Unhappy’s back.

Rubbing Unhappy’s shiny bald head, Fang Xiaocao laughed and praised, "My Unhappy is amazing, I’ll get you an extra chicken leg later."

Unhappy was quite pleased with Fang Xiaocao’s praise, squinting with a look of enjoyment.

It wasn’t that Fang Xiaocao couldn’t swim or was too lazy to walk. She mainly hated that sensation of waterlogged shoes, which felt uncomfortable when her shoes filled with seawater.

That’s why she temporarily enlisted Unhappy as her exclusive ride!

"Unhappy, it’s time to work!"

Fang Xiaocao patted Unhappy, smiling as she spoke.

Unhappy opened his eyes and nodded.

"Let’s go!"

Fang Xiaocao commanded.

Unhappy nodded.

Whoosh—

He shot out like a fierce tiger.

Fang Xiaocao didn’t just plan to watch. Immediately, she wielded a Blood Jade Ring in one hand, and launched a hidden weapon with the other.

Fang Xiaocao didn’t follow Unhappy in the same direction. When coming ashore, Fang Xiaocao observed that there seemed to be the most hidden sentinels in her landing direction, probably an important entry point to the island, with five hidden sentinels.

Between the five hidden sentinels, there were also two visible sentinels to provide them with eyesight.

Unhappy went to the left, where there were three hidden sentinels and one visible sentinel.

Fang Xiaocao chose the right side, with two hidden sentinels and one visible sentinel.

The sentinels at the island’s perimeter were mostly cannon fodder meant to serve as alarms.

There weren’t any real experts among them.

There were very few who were even decent.

Fang Xiaocao thought she could handle them.

It didn’t seem difficult to deal with them.

Very soon—

Fang Xiaocao found her first target, a team of three hidden sentinels.

Three Ragnarok Mercenaries were gathered together, eating what they called an army hotpot.

It was essentially a hotchpotch cooked from leftovers and food scraps that Dahan people rummaged out of the garbage bins of the Cold Eagle Army stationed there, forming what they called traditional Dahan cuisine.

In rural China, that’s called pig feed.

Just thinking about its origins made Fang Xiaocao feel nauseous, almost wanting to vomit.

Yet some people found it delightful.

Fang Xiaocao admitted she couldn’t understand such peculiar tastes.

She never liked these Dahan dishes.

The reason being they tasted truly awful.

Fang Xiaocao squatted in hiding, carefully observing the three Ragnarok Mercenaries.

Each of the three had weak auras; they were evidently not experts, more like soft leg shrimps.

At a glance, it was clear their stamina was lacking; they needed to drink Han River water.

Fang Xiaocao shook her head, feeling a bit disappointed, such long legs wasted.

Fang Xiaocao flicked her wrist.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Three consecutive sharp sounds pierced the air.

Three hidden weapons shot out.

Thud thud—

Two successive sounds of blades penetrating flesh.

Two Ragnarok Mercenaries were pierced through the throat by Fang Xiaocao’s attack.

They convulsed momentarily and died on the spot.

The last Ragnarok Mercenary seemed destined to survive; he happened to lower his head to get something, narrowly dodging Fang Xiaocao’s hidden weapon.

Seeing this comedic scene, Fang Xiaocao was slightly taken aback: "It can happen like this?"

"Truly, art comes from life!"

Such scenes usually only seen in movies unfolded before her eyes. Being part of it, Fang Xiaocao was undoubtedly astonished; this situation was deeply unsettling.

After a brief shock, both Fang Xiaocao and the Ragnarok Mercenary snapped back to their senses.

The Ragnarok Mercenary was quite professional, immediately realizing what had happened and promptly going to draw a weapon.

Seeing this, Fang Xiaocao wouldn’t give Little Xiba the chance; she leapt at once, both hands forming Mantis Claw, launching a Skyward Mantis Strike straight at the Ragnarok Mercenary’s throat in a flurry of attacks.

The Ragnarok Mercenary attempted to counterattack.

But only managed to fend off two strikes.

Fang Xiaocao’s Mantis Claw easily locked onto his throat.

"Little Xiba, you really have no shame."

Fang Xiaocao grinned as she spoke.

The next second!

Crack—

Fang Xiaocao exerted force with her Mantis Claw.

The Ragnarok Mercenary’s throat shattered.

Seeing the limp corpse fall to the ground.

Fang Xiaocao disdainfully curled her lips.

Now, Fang Xiaocao, with one hand wielding the Praying Mantis Fist, being diligently taught by Mantis, had reached an entry level, making her a First-Class Expert.

These small fry didn’t even require hypnosis techniques or weapons; bare hands sufficed against a First-Class Expert.

Killing an incompetent Little Xiba was easier than crushing a chicken.

After dealing with this batch of hidden sentinels, Fang Xiaocao regained confidence, feeling that using hidden weapons was a waste; she could completely destroy these ordinary sentinels barehanded, at will.

Fang Xiaocao immediately set off, stealthily advancing towards the next hidden sentinel point, taking advantage of her sharp form to eliminate the remaining visible and hidden sentinels in one go.

The second hidden sentinel was also a three-person team.

These three hidden sentinels were relatively conscientious.

At least they didn’t gather to eat garbage.

Fang Xiaocao glanced at the three’s positions, already forming a plan in her mind.

These three Ragnarok Mercenaries were as ordinary as could be, more soft leg shrimps.

Most likely, the Han River’s excessive blue pill components owe part of their contribution.

Each looking like they’re human, at a distance, hard to tell if they’re male or female wimps.

Their faces’ powder made Fang Xiaocao ashamed.

Fang Xiaocao changed angle, suddenly bursting out from the shadows; in a face-off, Mantis Claw struck, directly shattering one Ragnarok Mercenary’s throat, while simultaneously flicking her hand.

Whoosh—

A hidden weapon shot out.

Thud—

Instantly pierced through another Xiba’s throat.

At the same time, she sidestepped.

She was already charging towards the last person.

That person seemed trained, knew some Kung Fu.

Actually managed to react.

A high whip kick aimed at Fang Xiaocao.

But from his unstable footing and limp strength, Fang Xiaocao knew he was merely an ornamental pillow, with actual combat power possibly even less than a neighborhood security grandpa.

Fang Xiaocao sidestepped, avoiding the high whip kick.

Both hands launched Mantis Claw in rapid succession.

In an instant, eighteen strikes landed on the opponent’s leg, making Little Xiba wince in pain, about to howl.

Fang Xiaocao wouldn’t give him a chance to cry out, lunging forward with a swift movement, Mantis Claw striking again and again, continuing the fast-paced barrage, pounding down fiercely.

When Fang Xiaocao finished, the Ragnarok Mercenary was thoroughly dead.

The face, covered with foundation, was pounded into a pig’s head by Fang Xiaocao.

His appearance so distorted, Fang Xiaocao guaranteed that even Little Xiba’s own mother wouldn’t recognize him without a DNA test.

There was no helping it, Fang Xiaocao simply disliked sissies; no matter how handsome the face was, she found it nauseating.