20demayo Chapter 277
Chapter 277
Chapter 277 - The Gift That Jia Renjie Gave Him
He seemed to be hanging on by a mere thread!
Jiang Hao crouched down and seized the Black-cloaked Man by the collar.
He then yanked the hood off the man's head, revealing a face that was no longer recognizable, and spoke with a heavy tone.
“You think you're invincible just because you've mastered a few Kung Fu moves and draped yourself in a black robe?”
“But in reality, you're nothing more than a despicable rat that shuns the light!”
With those words, Jiang Hao rose to his feet, lifting the nearly lifeless Black-cloaked Man with him.
He glanced toward the direction of Tianhee City's Second Hospital and murmured to himself,
“I wonder if this ‘apology gift' will be enough to please our esteemed Chief Jia?”
After his quiet contemplation, Jiang Hao collected the pistol from the ground and the box dropped by the Black-cloaked Man into his System Space.
He then hoisted the semi-conscious man and, with a burst of speed, dashed off toward the Tianhe Second Hospital!
......
In the surveillance room of Tianhee City's Second Hospital, a staff member was slumped in a chair, dozing off.
Suddenly, all the monitors flickered into static.
The employee, tasked with watching the screens, was too groggy to notice anything amiss.
In special care room number three on the sixteenth floor,
Without suspicion, Jia Renjie made a beeline for the figure.
He approached within five meters of the black-cloaked figure, then abruptly halted, not advancing any further.
In the corridor's glow, Jia Renjie's eyes locked onto a pool of blood beneath the feet of the Black-cloaked Man, causing his pupils to constrict.
Without a moment's delay, he spun around, ready to flee.
But as he did, someone materialized before him.
Startled, Jia Renjie stumbled backward several steps.
“Young Master Jia, I've come to make amends. Why the fear?” taunted a voice.
?Jia Renjie's gaze tightened as he recognized the newcomer.
In that instant, the Black-cloaked Man crashed to the floor with a thud.
?At the sound, Jia Renjie whirled back around, his face contorting with horror.
The Black-cloaked Man was unrecognizable, his face smeared with blood, his once-intact cloak now in tatters.
He lay in eerie silence, utterly still.
“Ying is a martial cultivator; how could he be so grievously wounded?!”
But before he could ponder further, that voice behind him chimed in again.
“Young Master Jia, do you approve of my gesture of apology?”
The words snapped Jia Renjie back to reality.
He quickly stifled his astonishment, striving to regain his composure.