195 The Python Was Injured (1/2)

In front of her was a low square table made of sandalwood, and on it was a long, wrapped object. Unwrapping the package layer by layer, revealing the thing inside, it was a simple long katana.

Nakagawa Emi held the katana, making it stand up slowly, and with the long katana sheath crossed at the waist, her right hand held the handle, as she suddenly shouted melodiously. Then, with her hand holding the long katana, she managed an absolutely superb skill of knife extraction, one which was impossible to do without years of practice.

Also, it was a trick that could be directly awarded Menkyo Kaiten (initiation into the secrets) by the chief examiner of the new swordplay. Being awarded Menkyo Kaiden means that you have reached the realm of the master and can go to the ministry of teaching.

”Whew!” Nakagawa Emi gave a long sigh, grabbed a towel, and wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead. She then went outside.

”How are things going?”

”Miss Nakagawa, please rest assured, we are a very powerful group, so when we want to investigate a person, wouldn't it be easy?” Outside, a man dressed in a black coat said with a smile, ”This afternoon, we will check out the area's security system. By the way, I'm afraid the only trouble is his pet dog in the yard.”

”A dog?” How could a dog be a problem? Nakagawa Emi was confused.

”Yes, Miss Nakagawa, strictly speaking, it is a Tibetan mastiff.” The coated man gave her two digital photos. ”Tibetan mastiffs never eat any strange things, and their vigilance and sense of smell are high, so it is almost impossible to enter the house without waking it.”

The snowy white figure attracted the attention of Nakagawa Emi at once. This was the biggest dog that Nakagawa Emi had ever seen, and the dog has already spotted the candid camera, evidenced by the frozen roar in the photo, in which she could see its strong ferocious emotion.

The most special thing was its look, and Nakagawa Emi had been looking at it for half a day. She thought it could only be described as ”sharp”, as the Tibetan mastiff had a pair of sharp eyes.

”I want this dog!” The tone of Nakagawa Emi was as solid as an iron hammer.

”I'm afraid not.” The man in the coat was helpless and rejected her wish. ”The Tibetan mastiff has only one master in his life, and he will go on hunger strike until he dies, if he leaves that one master.”

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It was night. Chen Fan was lying on the sofa with Yunmeng, leisurely watching TV, while Wang Bing concentrated on sitting in front of the computer, playing a new 3D fighting game. The current TV channel was reporting the international news, something about happenings in Tanzania, and a Mozambique border town...non-governmental forces on both sides….57 militants killed….more than two hundred innocent people injured...

Bored, and having changed two channels already, Chen Fan was suddenly interrupted by a mournful howl.

Boom! Chen Fan was startled, and moved his mind to the electric eel. He quickly controlled it to the edge of the cliff.

Howl! The snake growled again, but the sound was so weak, that it seemed to be cut into two pieces. If it was not because of the electric eel's good hearing, it wouldn't have noticed. When the electric eel ran up to him, the scene in front of him nearly scared him down.

The white snake was still floating on the surface of the water, and the dark water had turned into a dazzling bloody color. On the left side of his abdomen, something had been pulled out of a gap of eight meters and two meters deep, and the ribs were clearly visible.

Further down was a dozen water cylinder size circular wound, one of the most vicious ever seen, and it was directly opened in the abdomen. If not of for a layer of mucus membrane, the inside of the organ would have been shaken out.

Miserable!

Actually, it was tragic and miserable. It was difficult to describe the damage to the python, which was so much worse than the electric eel that was so badly damaged by the mine. Chen Fan even suspected that the snake was dead. But, as it was too late to think too much, the electric eel grabbed the jagged rocks on the cliff and began to climb down.

”Hang on. How can I get it up?” Suddenly, he thought of the problem, and the electric eel climbed up and down on its own, as with a giant python, there was no possibility of coming up.

Five seconds later, the electric eel swished! And, just like that, it was out of the python's sights, and the python, with its left eye out of the water, just stared weakly over the cliff.

Ang... the mouth of the python opened slightly, sending out a sound that even its own ear could not hear clearly.

Boom!Boom! Boom! The electric eel disappeared after about twenty seconds, as a vigorous tumbling down the rocks to the surface was heard. Then, the light above the python darkened, as there was a loud splashing monstrous noise heard.

It turned out that Chen Fan had directly controlled the electric eel and jumped off the cliff, thus saving time for climbing. In a burst of metal sound, the electric eel quickly wound itself around the snake with its five-hundred-meter cable, and then, biting the end of the steel cable with its mouth, climbed up the cliff.

The weight of a slender python, which was not so stressful for the electric eel, was still too much for a rock's enduring power, which was too weak to carry them. Hence, the electric eel was broken into three pieces of rock in order to reach the shore.

”I'm going out!” After saying the sentence, Chen Fan hurried down the stairs.

When the python was injured, the immediate task was to stop the bleeding. The electric eel could release the low-frequency voltage to help its wounded tissue heal faster. But that would consume many nutrients in the body, like a heavy patient.

In fact, it was estimated that, before the wound stopped bleeding, it would die because of its internal weakness. So, Chen Fan was ready to run to the inside of the stone tower and cut a piece of ginseng Taisui to help him to recover.

But driving needs concentration, so Chen Fan did not dare control the electric eel to return to the sea, and he could only secretly pray that the python could bear it all a little longer, and not die halfway. When Chen Fan ran onto the dock, the python had closed its eyes, and he was not sure if it had fainted or died.

Fifteen minutes later, Chen Fan quickly opened the submarine and ran a few steps to the stone pagoda's third floor, then cut pieces of Taisui the size of the bowl from the ginseng Taisui organization, before he quickly went down again.