Administrative Building, sixth floor.
A Death Fighter with a full face of beard pushed open the heavy Conference Hall gate and hurried toward the Emergency Exit.
When he reached the corner of the T-shaped Corridor, his footsteps halted.
“Who are you?”
As he spoke, the Bearded Man’s right hand had already slipped into his pocket.
“A name is just a codename. As the saying goes, Shang Yang knows the horse’s strength, Bi Gan sees the human heart…”
Lu Bai drew his Eight-Sided Han Sword and smiled kindly: “If you had the opportunity to spend more time with me, you’d know I’m a good person.”
“Heh, do you think I still have a chance?” The Bearded Man seemed to casually raise his volume.
Thud~
“Probably not.”
Lu Bai stepped over the Bearded Man’s corpse and only then tossed out this sentence.
The Bearded Man had deliberately shouted loudly, meaning he believed there was a high chance someone could hear.
Strangely, during this time, there was no movement from the Conference Hall.
Lu Bai arrived in front of the heavy solid wood Conference gate, reached out, and pushed it open.
His first glance caught the high school student seated at the head seat of the Conference Table, and A Gu sitting on the high school student’s right side.
He glanced at the projector nearby playing the footage of the battle downstairs, then walked to the Conference Table, pulled out a chair and sat down as if he were the host of this meeting.
With an innocent smile on his face, he asked mildly: “Not going to say something?”
“Looks like you’ve taken out all the Zhu family brothers. Much more impressive than I imagined.” A Gu praised while maintaining his refined demeanor.
“You’re too kind.”
Lu Bai smiled and nodded, glancing sideways at Duan Jianhui: “This must be Brother Hui, right?”
Bang!
Before the words had finished, a gunshot rang out abruptly, echoing in the Conference Hall.
Blood gushed from the blood hole on A Gu’s forehead, and as his body naturally slumped, his face still held an admiring smile.
[Ding!]
[…Current Points: 26…]
Lu Bai put away a certain pair of eagles’ pistol and sincerely apologized to Duan Jianhui: “Sorry about that. I warned him earlier not to run around.”
Duan Jianhui’s expression stiffened for a moment before quickly returning to normal.
“Aren’t you being a bit too arrogant?”
“Which law says you can’t be arrogant?”
Lu Bai scratched his head and grinned honestly: “At least it’s quieter than the commotion you guys made.”
“Though I don’t like this guy much either, he was at least serving as surveillance. Killing him right in front of me is really a bit disrespectful.”
Lu Bai chuckled: “What do you plan to do?”
Duan Jianhui was silent for a moment, then took two USB drives from his bosom and placed them on the table.
“These two USB drives are 256G and 128G respectively. Which one do you want?”
Lu Bai raised his right hand level with the bridge of his nose, then clenched it into a fist forcefully: “I want both.”
“Heh, don’t be so greedy.”
Duan Jianhui gave a bland smile, unclear if it was mockery or what.
He continued: “Actually, we’ve met before.”
Lu Bai toned down his smile a bit: “School restroom?”
Duan Jianhui nodded and said: “Looks like you remember. The first rule told us never to invest emotions in natives. So I’m curious, why are you dealing with these natives and even revealing the Deathmatch Duel to them?”
As he spoke, he picked up one of the USB drives and toyed with it in his hand.
“Want to know what’s inside? I’ll remind you, their current situation won’t wait.”
“What’s the resolution like?” Lu Bai suddenly asked an irrelevant question.
Duan Jianhui was momentarily stunned and said: “Don’t worry, it’s high-definition.”
Lu Bai sighed, his tone full of annoyance.
“A few days ago I downloaded a 1080p video, but there were only three people in it.”
Duan Jianhui: “?” 1080p, what are you breeding?!
Boom!
Lu Bai slashed down heavily with his sword.
Wood chips flew, dust kicked up, and the solid wood rectangular Conference Table was forcibly split in two.
Lu Bai ignored the “node” that fell under the Conference Table, simply holding his Eight-Sided Han Sword and standing thoughtfully in place.
Because he could feel that his sudden explosive sword strike had not actually hit Duan Jianhui.
Based on prior experience, a sneak attack using [Flash Time] shouldn’t allow anyone to react.
Duan Jianhui’s figure reappeared on the chair, as if he had never disappeared.
He casually stood up from the chair, walked to Lu Bai’s side to pick up the USB drive: “I’m not too satisfied with your response, but no matter. I was quite curious anyway about your reaction when you see their corpses.”
Lu Bai didn’t care about Duan Jianhui’s words; after all, he wasn’t the first Death Fighter to threaten him using Wu Ya and the others.
He was even a bit puzzled how these Death Fighters thought they were important to him. In the end, he was just repaying a favor.
He couldn’t quite understand the Death Fighters’ thought process.
Besides, it wasn’t even certain if this was real or fake.
Lu Bai didn’t bother debating with Duan Jianhui. His arm suddenly exerted force, and the sharp whoosh of air rang out again as the Eight-Sided Han Sword traced a semicircular arc in the air.
No surprise.
Duan Jianhui remained unscathed in place, without even making a dodging motion, casually waving the USB drive pinched between two fingers as if sighing.
“By my calculation, in just a few minutes, they’ll be leaving this beautiful world.”
……
Second Floor, Emergency Exit.
“We can pull out now.” Fei Xiao emptied his magazine and casually tossed the assault rifle down.
One of Ten Blades’ members heard this and hesitated: “Shouldn’t we notify the Survey Corps?”
Fei Xiao immediately sneered: “Let them consume each other first.”
His thinking was simple.
From a global perspective, the current numbers of the three factions of Death Fighters were roughly 2:1:1.
The Survey Corps already held an absolute advantage in Death Fighter numbers; what reason was there to help the strong eliminate the weak first?
If not for being watched by the entire Survey Corps at the time and having to play along, he would have long allied Ten Blades with Lu Bai and the others.
Of course, the current situation wasn’t bad either.
It would be even better if the Survey Corps eliminated the surviving Death Fighter alliance and suffered heavy losses themselves.
“Isn’t this a bit off? Brother Hui’s ability group is terrifyingly strong.” That member was still hesitant.
Another chubbier member smacked him on the head: “Damn it, quit whining! When we say go, we go.”
Ten Blades quickly reached consensus internally and, under Fei Xiao’s lead, swarmed toward the depths of the Corridor.
The inexplicable ceasefire upstairs instead made the troops in the stairwell uneasy, unsure what they were up to.
Silence lasted half a minute.
The soldier at the front holding the shield couldn’t help but poke his head out, then quickly pulled back.
After probing, with still no movement behind the Emergency Exit door, he shouldered the shield again and stepped upstairs.