Siheyuan: I am not Xu Damao

Joan is lying on a hospital bed in the clinic.

His brows were furrowed.

It's like having a nightmare.

Slowly, tears flowed from the corners of Joan's eyes.

Xu Damao reached out and gently stroked Qiong's head, helping her to straighten her hair that was messy because of her madness just now.

Gradually, Joan's nightmare seemed to be over, and her breathing became even.

His face also became calmer.

About two hours passed.

Joan wakes up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Xu Damao beside her. A feeling of guilt surged into her heart, and Qiong said tremblingly.

"Godfather, I'm sorry."

"Joan, it's not your fault. Some people deserve to die."

"Godfather, that's not why I attacked you. I remember."

"It's just that I couldn't control myself at that time."

"Joan, you don't need to apologize to me for this kind of thing."

"This is your talent, but you awakened it a little early."

"Godfather, what's the use of this uncontrolled state?"

"It's not under control because your spirit can't suppress it. Don't worry, you are very strong. It just takes a little time."

At this time, Xu Damao said to Qiong somewhat seriously.

"Joan, promise me not to try this yourself."

"I'll tell you when I think you can."

"Also, the doctor said that you now have bone fractures in both arms. You should rest at home in the past few months."

"Oh, I know, Godfather."

At this time, there were also a few more souls in Kowloon Walled City.

Xu Damao allows evil to exist, but evil that dehumanizes humanity will never be tolerated.

Just when Xu Damao was taking Qiong home, a foreigner stood in front of Xu Damao.

"Joan, please come back from your own way. I will pray for you and God will forgive you."

"Father, I will not go back, and I already know my origin."

"Joan, the merciful Lord will not care about your life experience."

At this time Xu Damao said.

"What should I call you?"

"Arthur, Arthur Doug, Mr. Xu can call me Arthur."

"Father Doug, Joan is mine now, and Jesus has no control over her."

"Mr. Xu, I know you and I know you are very powerful, but I brought Qiong here and I have to be responsible for him."

"Father, you have said that I am very powerful, so I will be responsible for Joan's safety."

"Then what else are you responsible for her?"

"Faith? Or family?"

"Mr. Xu, I don't understand what you mean by family."

"The Clay family is a gangster family created by the two Clay brothers. Joan is the younger brother's child."

When Xu Damao said these words, he had actually been observing the other person's facial expressions.

However, so far, Xu Damao could only see a little shock from the other party.

"I didn't expect Mr. Xu to know so much about the gangs in Eagle Country."

"Father Doug praised me, I just heard about it a little bit."

"Father, as far as I know, no outsider should know Joan's identity. How did you know it?"

"By the way, Joan told me, you said the blood of the Clay family is dirty?"

"It's obvious now that there's something wrong with your identity, and I'm sure you're not a friend."

Seeing that Xu Damao had already explained the matter quite accurately.

Doug stopped pretending and showed his cards.

"Mr. Xu, you are very smart."

"Let's get to know each other again. I am a member of the Richardson family."

"The Clay brothers have the final say in the East End of London, but the South End is the territory of our Richardson family."

"I don't think you would refuse the friendship of one of the most powerful families in our Eagle Kingdom, right?"

"Our family has a very good relationship with the upper echelons of Eagle Country. As long as we help you, you can walk sideways in Xiangjiang."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Xu Damao laughed, from a disdainful smile to a wild laugh.

Doug was not a fool, so he naturally heard the disdain in Xu Damao's laughter, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"What? Mr. Xu doesn't believe what I say?"

"Ha, no no no, I believe it."

"I also know that the upper class in your Eagle Country don't mind getting involved with gangsters."

"Aristocrats have a lot in common with gangsters."

"They are all selfish guys. You don't care about morals and ethics. You like to put everything on the gambling board. You will win or lose in one game.

"Am I right, Father Doug?"

"I have to say, Mr. Xu, you really understand us, so why are you smiling so much."

"Oh, I'm smiling. Of course I'm happy. Walking sideways, what an exciting thing."

"Mr. Xu, my Chinese is very good. I can understand the meaning of your words. Are you sure you don't want the friendship of our Richardson family?"

"Mr. Doug, before I do this, I want to know, how will you treat Joan?"

"Mr. Xu, we won't embarrass Qiong. We just want to go back with me at the appropriate time."

"that's it?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"Well, let me guess, Joan's father is an emotionally unstable man."

"So, you want to make Joan's father lose control of his emotions at a certain critical moment, is that right?"

"..."

"If you don't speak, you just admit it."

At this time, Xu Damao turned around and said to Qiong.

"Qiong, let me demonstrate your talent to you."

After saying that, Xu Damao started to go berserk.

At this moment he felt an unparalleled power.

And his eyes began to turn blood red like Qiong's before.

"Joan, remember, nothing can control us, and all enemies are paper tigers."

Xu Damao looked at Qiong and his voice became hoarse.

After saying that, Xu Damao turned around and punched Doug's chest.

When Doug was knocked away, a deep pit appeared in his chest.

Doug grabbed his chest with both hands in fear, and lost his breath for a moment.

After Xu Damao punched him, he stood there with his eyes closed and experienced the crazy feeling that the violence brought to him.

At this time, Qiong reached out and grabbed the corner of Xu Damao's clothes, not daring to express her anger.

"Qiong, I'm fine, don't worry."

Others around him looked at Xu Damao as if they were monsters, looking at Xu Damao in horror.

10 minutes later.

The frenzied side effects also began to take effect.

Xu Damao felt it for a while. He felt almost like when he first traveled to this world.

This feeling of weakness didn't seem to have much impact on him.