“Hey, no way? How co again? Even I would find this very troubleso.”
Lu Bai sighed helplessly.
Relying on his top-tier Grandmaster Martial Artist’s physical fitness, as well as the fault tolerance provided by [Flash Ti], he was confident that he wouldn’t be caught up by Bear Warden.
But being chased like this all the ti would still make him sowhat unhappy.
Since he was unhappy, he naturally had to counterattack.
Looking at the “black dot” rapidly falling from the sky above his head.
Lu Bai activated [Flash Ti], and while running wildly on the road to pull away the distance, he conveniently used the [Power Bank] ability to charge Bear a bit.
The [Power Bank] ability could charge all objects with plugs within range.
He had tested it midway while reading this ability, and it could take effect on human bodies.
Even though the aggressiveness of that charge was barely better than nothing, for a gold level ability, one couldn’t demand too much.
Being able to interfere with Xiong Pi was enough.
As Lu Bai activated the ability, it was clear to see that Bear Warden in mid-air suddenly experienced an unnatural tremor in his body, then the whole person smashed to the ground like a teor, instantly cutting the flat road in half.
Lu Bai didn’t delay too much, turned his head and ran wildly, leaving that Warden roaring in sha and anger in the large pit he had smashed out.
……
“Misa! If you’re not dead, make a sound right now.”
Warden Misa, who had been beaten dizzy by Lu Bai’s punch earlier, finally crawled up from a pile of building ruins.
Misa looked in the direction from which the sound ca.
He saw Haide Prison Area Chief covering a bleeding wound on his body with one hand, his pale complexion looking extrely weak.
There was no way around it; Bear Warden had gone to chase and kill Lu Bai in order to fully step into the Golden Core Martial Artist realm.
During this ti, Warden Misa had been in a coma.
This left the prison guards’ side with only Haide and Hong Zhu as top combat power on site.
However, the Grandmaster Martial Artists from Chikan Bay and Ojima High School together numbered over a dozen.
Even if most were not at full strength, this nurical gap couldn’t be easily bridged.
It really couldn’t be blad on Haide for lacking strength; being able to hold out this long, his performance was already strong enough by Grandmaster Martial Artist standards.
Misa looked around, roughly understanding the current situation, and imdiately ordered the dical team via earpiece to co help Haide treat his wound.
He then moved in front of Haide to help him up, firing off a barrage of questions.
“Haide Prison Area Chief, where is that Lu Bai? Didn’t the Warden co?”
Haide was about to reply when he sensed Xiao Fengze charging at him with murderous intent.
If not for being besieged and badly injured by several Grandmasters joining forces, Haide wouldn’t even bother giving a Grandmaster Gatekeeper like this a proper glance on ordinary days.
Seeing this, Misa stepped forward without a word and punched Xiao Fengze.
Xiao Fengze had co with the idea of picking off stragglers, but he unexpectedly ran into Misa.
Facing this fierce and unyielding force head-on, Xiao Fengze’s body was imdiately blasted away by the powerful wind pressure, soaring high over the crowd’s heads, and finally crashing into a tall building over a hundred ters away, smashing a large pit full of cracks in the wall.
As the smoke and dust dispersed, Xiao Fengze spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow, pain causing cold sweat to seep from his forehead.
After punching Xiao Fengze away, Misa didn’t pay further attention to him, but turned to Haide: “The Warden changed the battlefield?”
Haide briefly described what happened during Misa’s coma, then solemnly added.
“We must end this war as soon as possible.”
Whether prison guards or the various criminal forces, in this war lasting less than an hour, too many people had already died.
Limbs and severed arms littered the ground, the sll of blood and gunsmoke perating the air.
Looking out, “rivers of blood” was no longer an exaggerated taphor, but an ironclad fact.
It was noticeable that the gun barrels of several vehicle-mounted machine guns were red-hot, water poured on them instantly turning to steam, liable to explode at any mont.
Gunshots continued to ring out incessantly; martial artists were better off, but the ordinary people still engaged in fierce fights and firing had all fought with bloodshot eyes, barely holding on through secreted adrenaline.
Misa had to admit that he had sowhat underestimated the resilience of these criminal forces’ personnel; he thought erging midway to snatch victory would collapse them in one wave.
Facts proved this instead aroused these guys’ ferocity.
Undoubtedly, up to now, both sides had suffered heavy casualties.
If they kept fighting like this, even if they could thoroughly destroy the backbone forces of Chikan Bay and Ojima High School, the prison guards’ side would be unable to maintain the existing order.
……
A street in the Chikan Bay External Area.
A young prison guard stupidly rushed out holding his gun, shouting: “Where is our reinforcent?!”
The wounded old prison guard endured the pain, pulling the young prison guard back from gunfire to cover: “Damn it! If you want to die, I won’t stop you!”
The young prison guard didn’t refute, but looked at his superior with a wooden gaze.
The brutality of this operation was beyond imagination, claiming too many lives.
Many prison guards had gradually beco numb, especially those garrisoned on various roads, chanically shooting and reloading……
Click~
The old prison guard gritted his teeth and ejected the spent casing from the chamber, adding: “I’ve already called for reinforcents, but don’t hold out too much hope; the main battlefield is over at Nanxing Street, the command post can’t spare many hands to support us…”
Before the old prison guard finished speaking, a figure suddenly leaped down from the nearby second floor, instantly flattening the old prison guard like a human mat on the ground, life or death unknown.
“What?!”
Facing this change of circumstance, the young prison guard quickly raised his gun to shoot, but was sneaked up behind by a student in Ojima school uniform, who slit his throat.
Having cooperatively resolved the prison guards, the two Death Fighters exchanged a glance.
One of the phoenix-eyed Death Fighters said lowly: “Switch!”
After all, this was already the fourth round of Deathmatch Duel; there were basically no fools among the Death Fighters.
No need for much explanation; the two Death Fighters imdiately started stripping the clothes off the prison guards’ corpses.
But just then.
Boom!
A figure ca hurtling down.
Lu Bai landed between the two Death Fighters, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust.
“It’s Smiling Face!”
“Attack!”
Before the smoke and dust had dispersed, the two Death Fighters unhesitatingly launched their attack.
Lu Bai stood there as if nothing had happened, lightly spitting out two words: “Read.”
During this ti, he carefully kept distance from them, afraid of accidentally killing them.
Only after confirming the read was complete did he relax: “Alright, you have no use value left.”
Under the cover of the smoke and dust, he threw two punches in succession.
[Ding!]
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