Dao of the Bizarre Immortal

Chapter 724 - Sister Wu

Li Huowang was trapped inside the overturned sports car, struggling to move.

He watched in panic as the figures approached. He knew he had to escape immediately, or else he’d be at their mercy.

He pounded on the glass several times, striking it multiple times until his bloodied head finally broke through. His enraged eyes locked onto the two men armed with various tools.

The sight of Li Huowang’s grotesque appearance frightened them, prompting them to quickly retreat.

“Oh my god, it’s a sports car! Run! We’ll never be able to pay for this!”

“I told you not to take this road! Look at the mess we’re in just to save a bit on toll fees!”

“Stop talking and get in the truck! There’s no surveillance here. They won’t find us!”

As they scrambled away, Li Huowang managed to crawl out of the car. He gritted his teeth and charged at the truck that had just hit him.

He wouldn’t let them get away scot-free after what they did.

By the time the truck started, he had already brandished a knife and dashed to the front.

He climbed up the ladder, grabbed onto the mirror, and then slashed at the window, leaving a mark. “Get out!”

When they saw his bloody face rise up from the window, the two men screamed and floored the accelerator.

The sudden acceleration caused Li Huowang to lose his grip on the mirror and tumble towards the wheels.

He quickly rolled away to narrowly avoid being crushed. He used all his strength and stabbed at the tire, but the blade snapped under the pressure. His hand was also injured, but he had carved a long gash in the tire.

Li Huowang panted heavily and got up.

Previously, it was just kidnapping and surveillance, with Wang Wei using ropes at most. But now, they’re even using trucks to ram us.

Li Huowang’s expression grew grimmer as he watched the truck’s tail lights fade into the distance.

If not for his sharp senses, they would have been dead. Their actions were getting more outrageous. They had to fight back soon.

“It’s okay, I recorded everything. They committed a hit-and-run, and they’re fully responsible for the crash,” Qing Wanglai said and stopped the video he was recording on his phone.

“How did you get out?” Li Huowang asked.

Qing Wanglai held up a safety hammer.

“Turning off our phones didn’t work. They still have other methods to track us, which is how they ambushed us.”

“Let’s not dwell on that now. Your head injury is more urgent,” Qing Wanglai said. He removed his shirt and used it to apply pressure to Li Huowang’s wound. The white fabric quickly turned red with blood.

“It’s just a scratch. Let’s get going and regroup. I’m worried about the others.”

“Are you kidding? Stay put. I’ll get help.” Qing Wanglai swiftly dialed a number.

“Are you okay, Nana?” Li Huowang asked Yang Na. She was teary-eyed, watching him with deep concern.

Qing Wanglai’s friend arrived faster than expected. A shabby RV pulled up.

A cheerful woman with a blue headscarf, dreadlocks, and eyebrow piercings leaned out the window. “Junior! What happened? A car accident?”

“I told you before. This car is fast but not as sturdy as my third-hand RV,” she said.

“Sister Wu, stop joking around. Can’t you see there are injured people?”

Qing Wanglai and Yang Na helped the bleeding Li Huowang into the RV. The inside was messy but cozy.

Sister Wu quickly pulled out a first aid kit, and she expertly cleaned and stitched Li Huowang’s wounds. She stabilized his broken hand with a splint and even gave him a couple of injections.

“Young people heal fast. Looks like you won’t need a blood transfusion. Think of it as a donation in advance,” she patted his shoulder, her hand adorned with colorful nails.

“Thanks, Sister Wu,” Li Huowang said. He stood up to leave the RV.

“Where are you going?” Qing Wanglai asked.

“Now that I’m patched up, we should regroup with the others,” Li Huowang replied.

“She’s one of the eight people we’re meeting. We’ll take her RV.” Qing Wanglai pointed at Sister Wu, who was drinking water.

“So you’re Li Huowang? I’m Wu Qi. Nice to meet you,” she said. She shook his hand and then headed for the driver’s seat.

“She’s one of them?” Li Huowang looked at her broad shoulders in surprise. This woman, who seemed to be in her twenties, didn’t look crazy at all.

“Thank you, Sister Wu, for helping Huowang stop his bleeding quickly. You’re amazing,” Yang Na said, expressing here gratitude.

“It was nothing. I’ve dealt with far worse in the emergency room and brought people back from the brink of death countless times,” Wu Qi replied.

Yang Na glanced at Li Huowang, then continued, “You used to work in a hospital?”

Wu Qi became excited. “Yeah. They said that heaven would strike those who persuade others to do medicine with lightning. It was absolutely right.”

“I learned that the hard way. We’re always busy, have low pay, and there’s no time off. Why did I even choose this career? Sometimes several people die in front of me in a single day.”

Li Huowang looked around the RV. He noticed travel photos held by magnets on the fridge, including one of Wu Qi at Leshan Giant Buddha. There was also a long string of prayer beads hanging on the wall.

The conversation continued while Li Huowang studied this arrangement.

“The negativity was overwhelming. One day, I realized I was so stressed that I almost missed my period. I asked myself, what’s the point of life? We only live for a few decades. Are we really going to work ourselves to death just for some money?

“I finally understood. I decided to live for myself and be happy. Houses, cars, money. They are all meaningless.

“From then on, I knew what it meant to be free. I’m much happier now, without those constraints.

“You should try it too. That’s what it means to really live.”