Biao Ge’s full-force pounce made that unlucky Security Guard faint on the spot, completely unable to open his mouth to prove his identity.
In such a pitch-black environnt, Biao Ge naturally wouldn’t think there was any problem; he excitedly slamd a heavy fist into the Security Guard’s abdon.
The intense pain did wake that unlucky Security Guard, but he only scread hoarsely.
And the more the Security Guard scread, the more excited Biao Ge beca, continuously swinging his fists; this tornt made Biao Ge feel unusually pleased.
He swung his fists while laughing loudly.
“Jie jie jie! Kid, you’re still too green! All’s fair in war, that’s how we Snake do things!”
To be honest, Lu Bai couldn’t bear to watch anymore.
To avoid that unlucky Security Guard being beaten to death alive, he had no choice but to get close, aim the muzzle at the back of Biao Ge’s head, and pull the Trigger.
It was worth ntioning that the back of Biao Ge’s head had already been shot once by Lu Bai before.
This shot hit the exact sa position again, making Biao Ge’s entire body freeze instantly, and he unconsciously let go of the unlucky Security Guard in his hands.
His whole body slumped down unconsciously, his mouth emitting faint, thread-like groans, unable to form a complete sentence.
The bullet hole in the back of his head was still oozing so colorless, transparent cerebrospinal fluid.
The brain is the most complex organ in the human body; any minor damage could have a trendous impact on the body.
Biao Ge was in exactly that situation now; he even felt he could no longer effectively control his own body—he wanted to raise his hand, but lifted his right leg instead.
Lu Bai waited a mont, confird the other wasn’t pretending, then waved his hand to disperse the Darkness in the Hall.
“Hiss…”
“Ah? Holy shit!”
“Biao Ge! How is that possible?!”
The Black Paint receded, and under the bright Light, the scene in the Hall was clearly visible.
Everyone present, without exception, was unable to stay Calm Down.
Shrimp Brother was naturally beaming with joy, while the Security Supervisor and his Security Guards looked a bit unwilling to believe it.
No way around it—Biao Ge was in charge of holding down this Bar, and they usually hung out together, so they knew full well just how formidable Biao Ge really was.
Yet even such a fierce man had knelt; how much Fighting Spirit could they have left?
After a brief Shock, the Security Supervisor didn’t hesitate at all, didn’t even throw out any harsh words, and just turned tail and ran.
His Security Guards obviously weren’t going to do anything stupid like sharing life and death with Ai Shang Bar; they all followed closely behind the Security Supervisor, fleeing in a swarm.
In the blink of an eye, only Lu Bai and Shrimp Brother were left in the Hall.
“Save, save , I don’t want to die yet, please… whatever you Want? You want the Body Tempering thod, right? I can give it to you, please…”
Biao Ge was lying face-down on the ground, head slightly turned, begging intermittently.
To tell the truth, he had actually foreseen that he was truly done for this ti, but his survival instinct still made him cling to a sliver of hope.
Lu Bai squatted down beside Biao Ge, smiling as he inquired: “Where’s the Body Tempering thod you ntioned?”
He really wanted the Cultivation thods of this World.
Indeed, [Flash Ti] and [Ink Black] could let him stand undefeated with high probability.
But after battling such a Martial Artist, Lu Bai had clearly realized just how formidable these Martial Artists were.
Just dealing with a thug from a small gang had forced him to use all his ans, and in the end, he still had to grind him down with a Pistol.
If it were a Prison Area Chief-level Martial Artist, Lu Bai even suspected that even if the opponent stood still, he might not be able to break through the defense.
He had to enhance himself as quickly as possible.
Either hunker down until the next round and see if he could get a useful Ability.
Or, beco stronger through this World’s Cultivation thods.
With over a hundred points of Talent, Lu Bai figured he should count as a one-in-ten-thousand Martial Arts Prodigy.
“You… you first, save … I…”
Biao Ge’s speech beca increasingly Difficult, giving the feeling he might croak at any mont.
Yet he still hadn’t revealed the whereabouts of the Body Refining thod, only hoping to use this sole bargaining chip to save his life.
“You really can’t read the Situation.”
Lu Bai shook his head and walked away without any reluctance.
“Brother Bai, that’s great! I knew a re Biao Ge definitely wasn’t your match.”
Seeing Lu Bai finished over there, Shrimp Brother hurried to his side: “Too aweso! If we can rescue Shrimp Girl this ti, Ma Qingyun’s life is yours—I won’t go west if you tell
east.”
Hearing this, Lu Bai was silent for a mont.
He had actually forgotten to keep soone alive to ask where Shrimp Girl was.
But no big deal, he naturally turned toward the stairwell: “Let’s check the Private Rooms upstairs. You don’t need to worry too much.”
……
The Rooftop of Ai Shang Bar.
Under a Courtyard Sunshade over two ters in diater sat a Glass table.
Two n sat facing each other; one man picked up a Goblet, swirling the ice cubes in it, looking quite relaxed.
But the other Burly Man with knotted Muscle wasn’t so relaxed; he seed sowhat anxious instead.
He drained the Whiskey-filled Wine Glass in one gulp, then smashed the Wine Glass directly.
“Damn it! Why hasn’t he co up yet?”
“What’s the rush?”
The suit-wearing man across from him loosened the Tie around his Neck and drawled: “Getting to see that kind of ans, even waiting all night would be worth the ticket price, right?”
The Burly Man glared angrily at the suit-wearing man.
“Easy for you to say—I’ll still have to step out and stabilize the Situation later. All 1,700 Shops and 26 Factions in Heping Lane are weighing on my shoulders!”
The suit-wearing man snorted coldly, set his Wine Glass back on the table, and said gravely.
“Hei Jinbao! ‘For the good of the Lane’ isn’t for you to lecture about.”
The atmosphere between the two gradually grew tense, and the suit-wearing man probably noticed it too.
He softened his tone a bit: “Brother Jinbao, this is doing work for Dao Master—you know what kind of person he is. I want to eat even more losses. If you’re really pissed, after it’s done, whatever losses Heping Lane suffers tonight, I’ll double-compensate you from Chi Kan South Street.”
Anyone who could climb to such a position couldn’t be a pure brute.
Hei Jinbao was just using this as an excuse to grab so benefits first.
Now that he’d gotten the benefits, he naturally wouldn’t dwell on the topic.
He changed the subject: “What about that Little Girl?”
“Up to you. Anyway, Dao Master just wanted to Probe that guy—Lu Bai, right?”
The suit-wearing man shrugged and continued: “At first I was wondering how Dao Master even knew about such a small fry, but now it seems this kid really has so special Ability.”
Hei Jinbao pondered for a bit, then Probeingly inquired.
“Shi San Yao, you think Dao Master plans to take a disciple?”
“We’d best not guess at Dao Master’s Ideas.”
Shi San Yao turned to look at the stairwell: “Yo, he’s here.”
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