Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

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The Tiger Hunter, with overwhelming force, made a grab for Song Yun with hands like steel clamps.

If he really got his hands on him, even if Song Yun's body were made of steel, it might still break.

"Go Tiger Hunter! Kill that outsider!"

"The witch stole the sacred relic, she'll bring misfortune to the village! Only by killing her can we wash away our sins!"

The villagers, holding their farming tools, cheered and shouted, believing that there was nothing the Tiger Hunter couldn't do and that under his might, both the outsider and the witch would pay with their lives for the village head!

After a couple of probing exchanges with the opponent, Song Yun realised that this so-called impressive person was actually quite rubbish.

His steps were a mess, and despite his brute strength, his coordination was terribly clumsy.

Therefore, under the horrified gaze of the villagers, Song Yun toyed with their protector deity like a cat with a mouse.

"Ah! Why are you running away! Come and fight me head-on!"

The Tiger Hunter was played for a fool time and again, and his spirit was greatly perturbed.

He violently pounded everything around him, and the wooden houses simply could not withstand it; four or five collapsed in a short span of time.

Some of the nearby villagers tried to step forward to stop him, but were sent flying with one punch from the Tiger Hunter, eventually lying on the ground continually spitting out blood.

It was then that everyone realised, although Song Yun was an outsider, he generally knocked people out in a fight, but the Tiger Hunter would not distinguish friend from foe, and if anyone dared to come close once he lost his temper, they were sure to be met with his iron fist!

"Enough is enough!"

Song Yun faced the Tiger Hunter, charging towards him; the Tiger Hunter, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, roared, ready to meet Song Yun head-on.

Just as the two were about to clash, Song Yun leapt into the air, spinning 360 degrees to land behind the Tiger Hunter, followed by a fierce set of Bajiquan punches.

Each punch landed heavily and with a whistling crack through the air; although the Tiger Hunter was tall, his ability to withstand blows was questionable, and after this series, his spine was fractured, and he could no longer muster any strength in his lower body.

Even so, the Tiger Hunter on the ground still banged his head against the floor, wanting to have a life-or-death fight with Song Yun.

"Psycho." Song Yun delivered a kick to the Tiger Hunter's neck, and the latter's eyes rolled back as he passed out.

"What do we do now... even the Tiger Hunter has been defeated by this outsider..."

"Gods, is our village doomed to perish?"

"All because of this witch! If it weren't for her stealing the sacred relic and bringing a demon here, none of this would have happened!"

The villagers talked amongst themselves, Song Yun listening with growing impatience.

He had thought this saintly village held someone he couldn't defeat, but it seemed quite ordinary now.

"The witch, it's all the witch's fault! Has everyone forgotten the words of the Divine Envoy? The witch must be exterminated upon her appearance!"

"Kill the witch! Kill the witch!"

"Everybody, use the Divine Water left to us by the Divine Envoy; with it, we can kill the witch and save the world!"

Driven by some instigators, many villagers took out a test tube that emitted a red glow from their pockets.

They uncorked it and downed it in one go.

This is bad, these people must have some relation to the organization or the hidden clans; otherwise, they wouldn't have gene potions!

Damn it, that bunch of bastards never doing anything good!

Song Yun inwardly cursed a few times, thinking of taking Wen Shu and leaving to avoid the storm for now, waiting for the effects to wear off before deciding their next move.

But these villagers' eyes were blood-red, each of them seemingly lost to rage, letting out a series of roars.

"Damn it!"

Song Yun frowned deeply, took the hunting bow from the back of the Tiger Hunter, and as the villagers pounced like ghosts, he used the bow to continuously knock them away.

Some villagers shook their heads and continued after being knocked away, while others fell into the houses; finding people inside, they ignored attacking Song Yun and turned their reeking mouths to bite the ordinary people.

"Fuck! These bastards are like zombies!"

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Song Yun watched with heart-pounding terror, thankful that the gene potion had not been released into human society, for otherwise, the world would quickly be destroyed as easily as in a movie.

"Wen Shu! Which places in the village are easy to defend but hard to attack?"

Song Yun felt his strength steadily drain away, yet the villagers seemed to be unaffected, getting up to continue despite being knocked down.

This reckless attitude sent a chill through Song Yun's heart.

"Let me think... Right! The ancestral hall!"

Wen Shu shouted, "The ancestral hall has always been incredibly strong since it was built to house a sacred object!"

Song Yun nodded and, with his right hand, made a half-moon slash with his hunting bow in front of him, taking advantage of the opening to tuck Wen Shu at his waist.

"Lead the way for me!"

On their way to the ancestral hall, Wen Shu seemed to witness the most terrifying thing in the world.

Countless villagers, who had once been gentle, now ran like wild beasts, attacking each family member unconsciously, pinning down relatives who shared their blood only to open their mouths wide and start...

Hell on earth!

This was hell on earth!

"Turn ahead and run for fifty meters, and we'll be at the ancestral hall!"

Wen Shu certainly didn't want to be killed by these people, and she forcefully pulled herself together to keep correcting the route for Song Yun.

At this moment, the only person she could rely on was Song Yun!

Just past the corner, Song Yun saw a temple constructed in a grand manner.

He ran with all his might, but just then, a woman jumped down from the roof of a house and lunged at Song Yun.

The woman's eyes were blood-red, and her fingernails had grown over thirty centimeters long due to the effect of the potion.

Song Yun came to a swift halt and fiercely kicked the airborne woman in the abdomen.

"This is... my aunt..."

Wen Shu turned pale and shook uncontrollably.

But the woman did not stop attacking, and with great speed on all fours, she continually disrupted Song Yun's steps toward entering the ancestral hall.

"Ah!"

Wen Shu screamed in agony; the woman's target was not Song Yun, but Wen Shu herself!

Deep marks were gouged into Wen Shu's arm by the woman's nails.

Strange black smoke continuously emanated from the wounded flesh, and the curling skin slowly turned from pink to purple, to black...

This was a sign of muscle necrosis; without prompt treatment, Wen Shu's arm was in grave danger.

No other choice remained!

Song Yun spotted a manure fork scattered by the roadside, picked it up, and with deadly accuracy, he impaled the woman with it.

The woman was flung more than ten meters by the fork and nailed to a wall.

Even so, as if immune to pain, she continued to snarl and claw viciously!

Upon entering the ancestral hall, Song Yun shut the door tightly.

By then, Wen Shu had lost consciousness and showed symptoms of burning up with fever.

Inflammation and infection!

Numerous emergency medical tips sprang to Song Yun's mind.

What he could do now was to spare no effort in saving Wen Shu's life!