My Four Other Selves Chapter 98
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Zhang Yong sighed and closed the tap before walking out of the room. After that, he went to the other two rooms before going to the right side.
He was just about to go there when suddenly he felt like someone was there behind him. For a minute he just stopped there in his steps and started to feel anxious.
His heartbeat started to fasten up as he slowly turned around. 'Who the hell is there?'
He thought and slowly turned around, hoping that it was Senior Zhang Yong. He turned around with his eyes down but as soon as he picked up his eyes there was no one there.
He frowned a little and started to walk back there. His palms were now sweating along with his forehead. He gulped the lump in his throat as he took two more steps.
He was now standing just in front of the first room moving here and there to see who was there but he saw no one and again a frown appeared on her face.
He was getting more and more scared now.
He was again about to take some steps and walk forward when all of a sudden he saw a figure coming out of the room where he was standing.
His eyes widened but before he could say anything his hand went over to Zhang Yong's mouth and held him tightly there.
Zhang Yong struggled a little to get out of his grip but nothing like that happened and he was now tightly in his hold.
He was holding his mouth from one hand and his other hand was holding him close to himself from the back.
Soon he pulled Zhang Yong back and dragged him inside the room.
Zhang Yong tried to throw some punches but all of them were just useless as they hit no one but the air.
As soon as they were inside, the man let go of Zhang Yong and moved back.
He pushed him a little forward. Zhang Yong finally turned around and looked at the person carefully.
Terror washed over him, raising the fine hairs on the back of his neck. Heart pounding in his ears, he tried to scream when he realized what was standing there in front of him.
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The person in front of him didn't look like a man. That person had a body like that of any normal human being but his size was bigger than any human's body.
The only thing which was weird about that thing was his head only had bones, there was only a skull. His lower body was covered with a ripped black cloth.
Seeing that thing in front of Zhang Yong he just couldn't help but get more scared. He wanted to run for safety, but his feet would not allow him to do so. He opened his mouth but no scream came.
He stepped back, balancing his weight on his left foot, and made his right fist out in a punch at his temple. Not knowing what to do but one thing he was sure of he would soon have to fight with that man running away was not an option.
Zhang Yong took his time analyzing that thing in front of him then soon he saw a big sword appearing in that person's hands. That sword was also bigger than any of the normal swords.
Zhang Yong narrowed his eyes at that and saw that the man soon held it with both hands. Just as the sword came into view of Zhang Yong, his eyes widened more. The person was holding no regular sword, instead, it was a soul band.
Zhang Yong could only remember it because he used to watch anime. He watched all these weapons and demons in those anime but this person in front of him, he just couldn't remember who he was.
All of that happened so fastly that Zhang Yong wasn't able to figure out what he would be doing next. The sudden shock made him tense his muscles.
He was in trouble and he knew it now. Soon he saw him pointing that sword in his hands at Zhang Yong and his eyes widened more now.
Suddenly Zhang Yong's brain also started to work and he pulled out his sword and also pointed it towards him, ready to fight with him. He was now ready to fight with him not knowing the strength of his opponent. He didn't even know how he was going to win over that huge person but still, he was ready.
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The next moment the frontman rushed towards Zhang Yong swiftly. Zhang Yong didn't even blink twice when he was already there standing in front of him.
He dipped and twisted towards the right as he was about to reach him and slashed downwards with the sword. Zhang Yong's eyes widened seeing that sword coming towards him, he didn't even know how to react or what to do next but the next moment like his hands started to work on his own.
He held the sword in his hands tightly and brought it in front of him in such a way that his sword would hit his sword but not him. The same thing happened just like how Zhang Yong had imagined the blade clashed against the metal of Zhang Yong's sword because of which Zhang Yong's arms were pushed backward with a shriek that sent sparks flying into the air. The frontman was also quick and uppercut slashed at Zhang Yong, attempting to cut Zhang Yong from stem to the stern.
Zhang Yong sidestepped to the right just enough and the blade passed a hair's breadth from his face.
He stepped back, balancing his weight on his left foot, and made his right fist out in a punch at his temple. Not knowing what to do but one thing he was sure of he would soon have to fight with that man running away was not an option.
Zhang Yong took his time analyzing that thing in front of him then soon he saw a big sword appearing in that person's hands. That sword was also bigger than any of the normal swords.
Zhang Yong narrowed his eyes at that and saw that the man soon held it with both hands. Just as the sword came into view of Zhang Yong, his eyes widened more. The person was holding no regular sword, instead, it was a soul band.
Zhang Yong could only remember it because he used to watch anime. He watched all these weapons and demons in those anime but this person in front of him, he just couldn't remember who he was.
All of that happened so fastly that Zhang Yong wasn't able to figure out what he would be doing next. The sudden shock made him tense his muscles.
He was in trouble and he knew it now. Soon he saw him pointing that sword in his hands at Zhang Yong and his eyes widened more now.
Suddenly Zhang Yong's brain also started to work and he pulled out his sword and also pointed it towards him, ready to fight with him. He was now ready to fight with him not knowing the strength of his opponent. He didn't even know how he was going to win over that huge person but still, he was ready.
The next moment the frontman rushed towards Zhang Yong swiftly. Zhang Yong didn't even blink twice when he was already there standing in front of him.
He dipped and twisted towards the right as he was about to reach him and slashed downwards with the sword. Zhang Yong's eyes widened seeing that sword coming towards him, he didn't even know how to react or what to do next but the next moment like his hands started to work on his own.
He held the sword in his hands tightly and brought it in front of him in such a way that his sword would hit his sword but not him. The same thing happened just like how Zhang Yong had imagined the blade clashed against the metal of Zhang Yong's sword because of which Zhang Yong's arms were pushed backward with a shriek that sent sparks flying into the air. The frontman was also quick and uppercut slashed at Zhang Yong, attempting to cut Zhang Yong from stem to the stern.
Zhang Yong sidestepped to the right just enough and the blade passed a hair's breadth from his face. He held the sword in his hands tightly and brought it in front of him in such a way that his sword would hit his sword but not him. The same thing happened just like how Zhang Yong had imagined the blade clashed against the metal of Zhang Yong's sword because of which Zhang Yong's arms were pushed backward with a shriek that sent sparks flying into the air. The frontman was also quick and uppercut slashed at Zhang Yong, attempting to cut Zhang Yong from stem to the stern.
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