madnovel Chapter 121 My Dad is Huang Ku
Chapter 121 My Dad is Huang Ku
That old fox Huang Ku, in order to prevent his son from being implicated.
I kept telling him not to reveal this secret.
But at this moment, Huang Yufeng was truly at his wit's end.
He felt that as long as he mentioned Huang Ku's name, he would definitely scare Zhang Lingyun out of her wits.
To his surprise, Zhang Lingyun smiled knowingly.
Zhang Lingyun used the [Mage's Hand] to grab Huang Yufeng's hair, lifting his face up, and said:
"Tell that old turtle daddy that I haven't settled my score with him yet."
Huang Yufeng's eyelids drooped, and his lips trembled involuntarily.
"Who exactly are you?"
Zhang Lingyun smiled:
"I am Xia Youran's cousin."
Zhang Lingyun stood up and extended his right index finger.
Huang Yufeng's pupils contracted sharply.
He assumed Zhang Lingyun was also going to use [Death Finger].
However, no green light flashed on Zhang Lingyun's fingers.
Instead, the fingernails spun rapidly, making a buzzing sound, like a bee trapped in a glass bottle.
This is the result of Zhang Lingyun's hard training over this period of time.
To avoid being a jack-of-all-trades and master of none, he mainly trained in two techniques:
First, practice swordsmanship with Ding Shuangshuang to enhance the power of [Thunder Sword Forging];
Secondly, this move, [Whirling Claw Shot], is used for ranged attacks.
The fingernail suddenly broke off, spinning and shooting out, burrowing into Huang Yufeng's chest.
With a "poof" sound.
Huang Yufeng's body suddenly arched.
His fingernails were spinning rapidly inside his chest cavity.
It can crush muscles, tear blood vessels, and shred internal organs.
He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound; he could only let out a "gurgling" sound of tracheal spasm.
He painfully reached up and scratched his chest.
But as soon as his fingers touched the "rotating claw," two of them were sliced off.
Zhang Lingyun stepped on him to stop him from rolling around anymore, and said:
"Don't waste your energy. Let your old turtle dad give it a try."
Huang Yufeng's mouth opened and closed like a big fish that had been caught and brought ashore.
Zhang Lingyun stopped looking at him and turned to walk towards Xia Youran.
He helped Xia Youran up, stroked her long hair, and asked:
"Does it hurt?"
Xia Youran said:
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
The two left the private room.
Behind me, there was only devastation.
Huang Yufeng lay in a pool of blood, blood still oozing from his severed hand.
Lin Weiwei was crying loudly in the corner, half of her face was swollen beyond recognition.
The rest of the students were scattered in various corners.
Some were crying, and some were vomiting.
The neon ball is still spinning.
Colorful light shone on everyone.
In one fell swoop, more than a dozen people were sent to the hospital, and this incident caused quite a stir.
Parents are demanding an explanation.
The police had no choice but to contact Green Island University.
Wu Shaofan was quite excited when he heard about it.
He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
He wrote a strongly worded report.
It is recommended that the school take Zhang Lingyun seriously in order to "rectify the school's atmosphere".
The report was sent to the [Protection School], but was suppressed by Lan Ruoxi.
She first called Zhang Lingyun.
When the call connected, the sound on the other end was somewhat noisy, as if someone was in a swimming pool, with a girl laughing nearby.
Lan Ruoxi frowned and asked:
"Where are you?"
Zhang Lingyun answered honestly:
"I just took You Ran back to her hotel. Master, what's wrong?"
Lan Ruoxi said:
"You beat more than a dozen people into the hospital?"
Lan Ruoxi's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a questioning tone.
Zhang Lingyun recounted what had happened.
Huang Yufeng invited Xia Youran to a KTV and had someone hold her down and force her to drink alcohol.
He rushed over to save the person and then started hitting him.
After listening, Lan Ruoxi remained silent for a few seconds.
Lan Ruoxi nodded and asked:
"Forced drinking?"
Zhang Lingyun said:
"Yes. Several classmates held her down while Huang Yufeng pinched her chin and forced the medicine down her throat."
Lan Ruoxi glanced at the report and asked again:
"Huang Yufeng was the most seriously injured. Who is he?"
Zhang Lingyun said:
"He is Huang Ku's illegitimate son."
Lan Ruoxi raised an eyebrow:
How did you know?
"I also have an informant; I found out about it."
"Well, it seems your intelligence network is even more impressive than your master's."
"Oh, not at all! I was just lucky. Master, you're so busy all day long, of course you'd overlook these little things."
Lan Ruoxi nodded.
I feel that the nature of this matter has changed.
This is no longer a student fight, nor is it Zhang Lingyun's impulsive act of injuring someone.
Instead, it escalated into a confrontation between the Eclipse Society and the Golden Rose Society.
Lan Ruoxi said:
"I'll cover for you in this matter."
Zhang Lingyun then asked:
"Master, what if those parents continue to make a scene?"
Lan Ruoxi's voice was very calm, as if she were talking about the recent weather.
"Then let's say they attempted indecent assault. Isn't that the truth?"
"Forcibly plying a girl with malicious intent; a dozen people targeting one girl."
Zhang Lingyun thought about it and felt that his master was still the most capable.
This interpretation does make some sense.
Lan Ruoxi reminded him again.
"You must be careful of Huang Ku's revenge. He is an extremely treacherous man."
Zhang Lingyun said in a relaxed tone:
"It would be best if he retaliated. We can take this opportunity to deal with him."
Lan Ruoxi snorted.
"It's not that easy. He's a cautious old tortoise."
Zhang Lingyun said:
"Master, I think you're stuck in your usual way of thinking. You think the old tortoise is difficult to deal with."
But on the other hand, we can actually use his caution to our advantage.
Lan Ruoxi didn't understand, but she was deeply shocked.
She remained silent for a few seconds.
He thought to himself that this apprentice was even more treacherous than he had imagined.
Lan Ruoxi said:
"What are you planning to do?"
Zhang Lingyun declined, saying:
"I haven't decided yet. But if he really makes a move, I'll have a plan."
Lan Ruoxi did not ask any further questions.
This apprentice seems cunning and likely already has a plan in mind.
After hanging up the phone.
Zhang Lingyun picked up Xia Youran and placed her between his legs.
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Outside the window—
It was completely dark by then.
The city's neon lights flashed brightly, illuminating the streets with a dazzling array of colors.
The hospital's intensive care unit was bathed in a somber, pale light.
Huang Yufeng lay on the hospital bed, his face sallow and his lips blue.
His right hand has been restored using the [healing card].
But there was a tube inserted into his chest, connected to the life support system.
The instruments beeped, and my heartbeat was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if it might stop at any moment.
The door was pushed open.
Huang Ku walked in.
He was wearing a dark gray long coat.
Her hair was somewhat sparse, with a few strands of white hair falling across her forehead.
He looked like an old tree that had withered halfway through.
But his eyes were still bright, like two eerie will-o'-the-wisps.
He saw his son on the hospital bed, and the muscles in his face twitched.
Huang Yufeng's voice was like a mosquito's buzz, trembling with tears as he spoke:
"Dad...Dad, help me...it hurts so much..."
Huang Ku walked to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and took a look.
There was a wound about the thickness of a finger in the center of Huang Yufeng's chest.
The surface has scabbed over, but something is vaguely moving inside.
Huang Ku reached out and pressed his hands around him.
Huang Yufeng screamed and curled up.
Huang Ku said:
"Don't move—let me see."
Huang Ku closed his eyes, his hands hovering above the wound.
A dark green light emanated from his palm.
He tried to use the Necromancer's Exorcism spell to remove the spell from the wound.
The green light seeped into the skin, enveloping the spinning fingernail.
"Buzz—"
The fingernail spun at high speed, shattering the green light, just like a blender breaking up ice.
Huang Ku's magic was deflected, causing his arm to go numb.
Huang Yufeng let out another scream.
Huang Ku tried several different methods.
Use the [Energy Shield] to envelop it, then drill through it with your fingernails.
Using [Magic Absorption] to extract its energy, the nail remained completely still.
Trying to stop it by using a spatial anchor point only makes the nail spin faster.
Huang Yufeng's screams grew louder and louder with each one.
The heartbeats on the monitor were completely erratic.
Huang Yufeng said with a sob in his voice:
"Dad...please...stop...just let me die..."
Huang Ku withdrew his hands, his forehead covered in sweat.
He turned to the attending physician beside him.
A bald man in his forties.
Wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses, he held a stack of medical reports in his hand.
Huang Ku's voice was somewhat hoarse as he asked:
"What exactly is this thing?"
The attending physician adjusted his glasses, handed over the report, and said:
"We performed a CT scan and found a rapidly rotating foreign object in the patient's chest cavity."
The material is similar to human fingernails, but it is wrapped in a layer of magic.
No matter what method is used—surgical forceps, laser, ultrasound—it will shred anything it touches.
Huang Ku opened the report.
On the CT scan, the fingernail was clearly visible floating next to the heart.
Huang Ku said:
"It keeps spinning?"
The attending physician said:
"Yes, it keeps spinning, it's like a perpetual motion machine."
Moreover—it pinpointed the location of the heart.
When the patient changes position, the fingernails will also move accordingly.
Huang Ku's face looked even worse.
Huang Ku said:
"What kind of magic is this?"
The attending physician, from the "Protection School," thought carefully for a moment and said:
"Based on my experience, this shouldn't be an academic spell. Academic spells focus on magical power."
This spell seems to have come from a dangerous area.
To adapt to the harsh environment, the hunters there modified their spells to be very crude but practical.
This fingernail may have been modeled after the principle of bullet spin.
Physical damage has been added to magical damage, specifically designed to deal with large prey.
Once injected into the body, it will keep spinning until it tortures its prey to death.
Huang Ku clenched the report tightly:
"How can I undo this?"
The attending physician adjusted his glasses and said:
"In theory, only the caster can undo the spell."
With the same force and angle, drive in another nail that rotates counterclockwise.
The rotational forces of the two fingernails cancel each other out, allowing them to be removed together.
Huang Ku remained silent for a long time.
He stared at Huang Yufeng on the hospital bed.
The son's face was contorted with pain.
Tears and snot mingled together, making me feel like I was soaking in sweat.
Huang Yufeng pleaded tearfully:
"Dad...go find that person...his name is Zhang Lingyun...he's a student at your university...I don't want to die...Dad..."
Huang Ku gritted his teeth, turned around, and walked out of the ward.
Behind him, Huang Yufeng's voice was still chasing after him.
The corridor was empty.
Only a sliver of moonlight shone through a window at the far end.
Huang Ku stood by the window, his hands bracing against the windowsill, his shoulders heaving violently.
He wanted to scream, smash things to vent his anger, and even overturn the entire building.
But having lived for over a hundred years, he knew that impulsiveness wouldn't solve anything.
His fingernails dug into the windowsill, leaving several deep scratches.
After calming down.
He was just starting to think about what to do.
Go find Zhang Lingyun and beg him in a lowly manner?
Huang Ku couldn't bring himself to do it.
Moreover, Zhang Lingyun has a mysterious background, so he'll definitely ask for an exorbitant amount.
Otherwise, why not grab Zhang Lingyun and force him to treat the patient?
But Huang Ku shook his head again.
If things turn out that way, it would be giving Lan Ruoxi an excuse to take action.
That crazy junior sister has been his nemesis for a long time.
He's not someone you dare mess with.
Huang Ku stood there for a long time.
The moonlight shone on his sparse white hair, as if it were covered with a thin layer of frost.
He pondered until the wee hours of the morning, when suddenly something came to mind.
Zhang Lingyun was able to lay a hand on his son.
Why couldn't he take action against the people around Zhang Lingyun?
He slowly raised his head, a cold glint flashing in his old eyes.
Huang Ku prepared carefully for a day.
The following evening, he selected his target.
Those who are close to Zhang Lingyun are actually easy to investigate.
One of them is his "cousin," Xia Youran.
But she's not very mobile, after Huang Yufeng injured her.
She was glued to Zhang Lingyun 24/7, and there was almost never a chance for her to be alone.
The other one is White Dew, which is easier to do.
But it will definitely attract Lan Ruoxi's attention, after all, Bai Lu is also Lan Ruoxi's apprentice.
And the last one—Ding Shuangshuang.
Ding Shuangshuang and Zhang Lingyun always felt that their relationship was quite secret, and only a few people knew about it.
But Huang Ku, that old tortoise, had long known that they were secretly connected, but he had always pretended not to hear and hadn't exposed it.
Now, he finally has the opportunity to use Ding Shuangshuang as leverage.
Moreover, Ding Shuangshuang is nominally his apprentice.
Even if he wanted to "clean house," Lan Ruoxi couldn't find a reason to cause trouble.
night--
The shopping street outside the school had already closed.
The streetlights were a stark white, except for the coffee shop sign, which glowed with a warm yellow light.
Ding Wanrou was cleaning the utensils behind the bar.
She wore a dark gray uniform skirt, and her hair was loosely tied up with a hairpin.
Every time her body swayed, a wave of waves surged in her chest.
I heard the doorbell ring.
Ding Wanrou raised her head, smiled apologetically, and said:
"Sorry, we're closed."
But he hadn't finished speaking.
Huang Ku stretched out a hand, and his withered fingers gripped her neck.
His fingers, like iron clamps, lifted Ding Wanrou up completely.
Ding Wanrou's toes left the ground, her face flushed red, and she made a "clucking" sound in her throat.
Huang Ku's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against sheet metal, as he said:
"Call your daughter out. Tell her her master has arrived."
The door to the inner room was pushed open.
Ding Shuangshuang came out and saw her mother being strangled in mid-air.
Her pupils suddenly contracted:
"mom--!"
Without the slightest hesitation, she raised her hand and unleashed the [Death Finger] attack.
A dark green bolt of lightning exploded from his fingertips, heading straight for Huang Ku's face.
Huang Ku didn't even lift his eyelids.
He casually erected an [energy shield], the transparent light barrier blocking the green light.
The lightning exploded on the shield, shattering into tiny sparks that dissipated.
He then swung his hand back and unleashed a [Frozen Touch], the pale, bony hand striking Ding Shuangshuang in the chest.
"Bang--!"
Ding Shuangshuang flew backward and crashed heavily into the opposite wall.
She coughed twice, clutching her chest, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.
Huang Ku withdrew his hand, sneered, and said:
"Don't forget who taught you your magic."
He didn't look at her, but called out towards the door.
Lin Hao and a few others sneaked in, carrying a stretcher.
Huang Yufeng lay there, his chest bandage stained with dark red blood, and he groaned softly.
After the stretcher was set up, it became a hospital bed, blocking the center of the hall.
Huang Ku loosened his grip on Ding Wanrou and pushed her aside.
Ding Wanrou collapsed to the ground, clutching her neck and gasping for breath.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, leaving several bluish-purple finger marks on her neck.
Huang Ku turned to Ding Shuangshuang, his voice as cold as the wind, and said:
"Call Zhang Lingyun over. Warn him not to tell anyone else. Otherwise—your mother is finished."
Ding Shuangshuang bit her lip, glanced at her mother, then at Huang Ku, and said:
"I have a grudge against Zhang Lingyun, why would he listen to me?"
Huang Ku laughed and said:
"Don't think I don't know, he bought this coffee shop for you."
"You and your daughter have long been his women, haven't you?"
Ding Wanrou and Ding Shuangshuang exchanged a glance.
A hint of embarrassment simultaneously appeared on the faces of both mother and daughter.
The way Huang Ku said it made it sound like the three of them were always doing something shady.
Ding Shuangshuang bit her lip and finally dialed the number.
Zhang Lingyun's voice came from the other end.
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Zhang Lingyun finished the phone call.
Leaning back on the sofa, I let out a long sigh.
Xia Youran lay beside him looking at her phone, her long legs draped over his thighs.
Seeing that his expression was off, she asked quietly:
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Lingyun stroked her leg and said:
"Huang Ku has made his move."
Xia Youran sat up straight, frowned, and asked:
"Where is it?"
Zhang Lingyun said:
"In the coffee shop, he grabbed Ding Shuangshuang and her mother."
Zhang Lingyun's tone was calm, even with a hint of relief.
He had long guessed that Huang Ku, that old turtle, wouldn't dare to confront him directly and would definitely resort to despicable means.
During this period, he kept Xia Youran by his side 24 hours a day, just to guard against this move.
Now that the bomb has landed, he feels relieved.
Ding Shuangshuang is a strong-willed girl, and if she were to be taken hostage, she would be the choice that Zhang Lingyun would feel most at ease with.
Zhang Lingyun stood up.
He kissed Xia Youran on the forehead and said:
"Change your clothes, let's go. Something big is going to happen tonight."
Xia Youran didn't ask any more questions and immediately got up to change her clothes.
She tied her hair up in a high ponytail.
Wearing a pair of tight jeans, her pert buttocks were stretched taut and round.
Zhang Lingyun glanced at it and couldn't resist touching it.
However, Xia Youran suddenly turned around and raised a fruit knife at him.
Zhang Lingyun raised his hands:
"Don't scare me!"
Xia Youran snorted coldly:
"Pervert! You deserve to be stabbed to death."
The two got on their motorcycle and went to the street outside the cafe.
They parked their car in the shadows across the alley.
Moonlight peeked through the clouds, cutting a slanted line of light and shadow under the eaves.