“Whoa! Quite lively, huh.”
A young man with an Explosion Head was steadily half-crouching on top of a tent.
He gazed at District 7 not far away in chaos, his facial expression seemingly growing more excited.
……
Inside a certain tent, the man sleeping in the corner sat up.
He listened to the dense gunshots coming from outside and cursed in a low voice.
“To actually cause such a big movement, exactly which guy who doesn’t know death is it?”
……
This night, even more Death Fighters noticed the Change of Circumstance in District 7.
In short, not a single Death Fighter chose to stand out and stir up trouble at this time; all were hidden in the dark.
As time passed, more and more Death Fighters arrived at this Temporary Shelter.
Even though they all knew full well that in the end, there would be a massive fierce fight.
But absolutely not now; the timing was completely wrong.
The disturbance that occurred in District 7 tonight couldn’t even count as the prologue.
There were even quite a few Death Fighters who were quite puzzled as to why there would be idiots exposing themselves so early.
……
The gunshots never completely stopped from beginning to end, at most becoming a bit sparser due to consideration for civilians.
Cui Qing was running wild, and between the swings of his arms, one could vaguely notice that each of his fingernails had lengthened considerably.
The nails were about five centimeters long, and combined with the messy bloodstains on his body, he had a demonic aura in the darkness.
The panicked civilians along the way, upon seeing his appearance, couldn’t help but show fear on their faces and hurriedly dodged out of the way.
Thanks to this, Cui Qing’s initial escape was fairly smooth.
But if he turned back now, he would certainly discover a violent figure rapidly approaching him.
In a few breaths, that figure easily overtook him.
This process was like a fierce wind brushing past, so he didn’t even see clearly what it was.
“Mere parlor tricks, daring to show off in front of an expert.”
The light laughter coming from ahead instantly attracted Cui Qing’s gaze.
Lu Bai stood in front of a tent, his face still bearing a smile that seemed extremely hateful to Cui Qing.
Cui Qing’s mood, which had still been fairly calm, rapidly sank.
The opponent’s speed was much faster than his own, especially in this situation where he was still being hunted; the chances of successfully escaping were really slim.
Cui Qing immediately made a decision: he must first quickly resolve Lu Bai.
His figure showed no pause, charging forward with an aura of no regrets once started.
The distance between the two rapidly closed, and during this time, gray-black patterns appeared on Cui Qing’s face and quickly spread.
Seeing this scene, Lu Bai’s expression unchanged, he slowly raised his hand and clenched his fist.
Under the effect of Blood Rage, his skin tone became flushed red, as if his body interior was burning fiercely.
Cui Qing could sense a strong threat from it, but since it was a full-speed sprint, he couldn’t stop.
He steeled his heart, formed his hand into a blade, and thrust his elongated sharp fingernails straight at Lu Bai’s heart position.
However, what happened the next moment completely exceeded his expectations.
Lu Bai neither dodged nor evaded, and took Cui Qing’s stab head-on.
Then a blood-red fist, with a momentum like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, heavily smashed onto the head of Cui Qing, who could neither retract nor dodge.
Bang!
With one fist.
Cui Qing’s head visibly indented, and then his body spun as it flew backward.
After consecutively crashing through two military tents, he finally came to a stop.
[Ding!]
[Points +1, Current Points: 13, Current Rank 1/149]
“Hoo~”
Lu Bai’s body temperature rapidly returned to normal.
He shook the hand he had used to smash, letting out a long breath: “Didn’t expect I’d still have to do it myself.”
……
“You’re saying you stayed in the tent the whole time and never left?”
Zhou Zongming, arms crossed standing in front of Lu Bai, had an expression on his face like you must be kidding me.
Lu Bai nodded: “That’s right.”
Cui Qing was already dead, and as the Rapid Response Force began entry to maintain order, the disturbance caused by the gunshots quickly subsided.
Apart from a dozen Unlucky Eggs who ran around blindly and got injured, the others at most just got a fright.
Given the population density of the Settlement, honestly, this result already satisfied Zhou Zongming very much.
It was just Cui Qing’s death that stuck in his throat like a fishbone.
Anyone with eyes could tell from Cui Qing’s corpse that the cause of death was a blunt strike to the head.
The problem was exactly here: they had no idea at all who had struck.
Moreover, with Cui Qing dead like this, many doubts, including the whereabouts of those corpses, had no way to get answers.
“Who can prove it?”
“You can’t think I’m lying just because the others in the tent are dead, right?”
Lu Bai’s smile looked completely harmless: “Cui Qing this murderer was still found for you by me.”
In fact, at this moment, Lu Bai also reacted to why Cui Qing had chosen to act from the tent where he lived tonight.
Under normal logic, if everyone else in the tent was killed, leaving only Cui Qing, he wouldn’t be able to explain why he survived from the murderer’s hands.
Even if he usually performed as cowardly, it would inevitably make him a target of public criticism.
But he did it anyway, so obviously it was to frame Lu Bai.
As for the success rate, it was actually pretty high.
After all, in Zhou Zongming’s eyes, one was a skinny youth who could barely avoid being bullied without his help, the other was a guy who saw bloody scenes without changing expression and acted strangely; whose words were more credible was self-evident.
Just like now, even though Cui Qing, the overt perverted murderer, was dead, Lu Bai still had major suspicion in Zhou Zongming’s heart.
Of course, he didn’t think Lu Bai and Cui Qing were in cahoots.
He just suspected Lu Bai was the murderer who took out Cui Qing amid the chaos.
“Cui Qing wasn’t dead yet when we arrived; he still had one breath left, we just don’t know if he can be saved.”
While saying this, Zhou Zongming stared dead at Lu Bai, observing every tiny change in expression on his face.
The final result disappointed Zhou Zongming greatly; he couldn’t see at all what Lu Bai was thinking, it just looked like a meaningless silly smile no matter how he looked.
Lu Bai’s mindset was very relaxed.
After so many days, he had more or less gotten used to his current strange state.
As long as he didn’t actively control it, he would naturally show a harmless smile.
“If you feel uncomfortable anywhere on your body, you can come with me to the medical office to check.”
Zhou Zongming seemed to set aside his suspicion, switching to a businesslike face: “Right, when you talked with Cui Qing, you said you had a gun on you, right? Hand it over?”
“Yes, I have a pistol.”
Lu Bai pulled out a certain double eagle’s pistol from his bosom and displayed it openly: “But this is just a fake model, see, it doesn’t even have a magazine.”