Thinking that her short-term meal ticket might be in trouble, she rushed out with a knife. She ran to William's room and stopped again.
What if there is a problem with this short-term meal ticket itself
"William?"
"William?"
After shouting three or two times at the door, a reply came from inside the house, "Beta, come in."
Fu Anan hid the knife behind his back, carefully pushed the door open, and saw the person lying on the bed through the gap.
William was still lying in bed, and nothing seemed unusual.
She put the long sword into the space, stood at the door and looked around the room, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
William smiled at her.
He is in pretty good shape indeed.
Her face is rosy and glowing, her originally dry skin has regained its elasticity, and she looks much more energetic.
"I'm glad you're okay."
Fu Anan nodded when he heard this, and helped him check the window. "It's not safe outside. If you find anything wrong, remember to shout."
"Yeah, okay."
After giving her instructions, she prepared to leave, but when she reached the door she stopped and said, "Let me get you a glass of water first."
As she spoke, she reached for the water cup.
In her impression, William was made of water and had to drink a sip every moment.
"Okay, thank you."
Pouring the water takes only a few minutes.
As usual, she filled the cup and held a straw to his lips.
As she got closer, she suddenly noticed some details about William.
His lips were particularly rosy, and the fish skin seemed to have more elasticity than human skin. His neck, which was covered with fish skin, seemed to have three symmetrical neck lines on both sides.
Wait, are those really neck lines
The person on the bed suddenly opened his mouth and pounced on Fu Anan's palm.
"roar!"
He pounced on Fu An'an but missed, and before he could retract his strength, William fell under the bed. The quilt was moved away, revealing a pair of very thick, fat legs stuck together.
There is not just fish skin on the legs, but also pieces of fish skin standing upright.
It looks like a disgusting fish tail.
"William?"
Fu Anan tried to call him.
What he got in return was a roar like a wild beast after losing his mind.
The three evenly spaced wrinkles on his neck stretched out like fish gills. His straight teeth turned into fangs five or six centimeters long, and his mouth couldn't accommodate all the teeth, extending all the way to behind his ears.
He lay prone on the ground and kicked out with a sweeping kick... no, it was a sweeping kick with enough force to break the wooden chair next to him.
Fu Anan quickly retreated from the room and went to the larger living room.
While using the tea table and sofa in the living room as cover, he took out a long knife and was ready to attack at any time.
The fish tail is extremely strong and hard like iron.
His long fangs opened up almost two-thirds of his head, and he could easily bite off the pillars of a table.
Mucus oozed out of his hands and webbed feet grew from them.
Then he leaped up and slammed the lightbulb, fragments of it scattered everywhere, and the room was plunged into darkness.
In the dark room, a fishy smell hit her face.
He has lost his rationality, but his IQ is very high.
Fu Anan thrust the long knife into the air with her backhand, and the knife pierced into the flesh. In the darkness, there was no time to finish it off. She dropped the knife and quickly ran down the stairs.
The lights upstairs didn't work, but the ones downstairs didn't.
Get rid of him when you get the chance.
Fu Anan thought grimly, even though this was once her meal ticket.
(End of this chapter)