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墨書 Inktalez
"What the hell did you just say?!"
Mohawk roared, the first to draw his machete. The blade glinted ominously in the dim light, sending chills down my spine.
Scarface Tiger's eyes narrowed as he fixed his gaze on me, the scar on his face seeming to come alive, writhing like a twisted worm, pulsing with his anger.
"You're asking for trouble!"
With a single command, all the members of the Rogue Gang pulled out their weapons, their eyes glinting maliciously as they stared at us like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing their prey.
"Wow!" Zhong Dali exclaimed, his eyes lighting up. "Are we about to have a brawl? I love this!"
This idiot was still excited at a time like this!
I cursed silently, but there was no time to think further. At Scarface Tiger's order, five thugs from the Rogue Gang charged forward, brandishing various weapons and stirring up a storm of blood and chaos in the abandoned factory area.
"Leave the two on the left to me!" Mysterious Girl said coldly, her voice delicate yet sharp, like a keen ice blade piercing through the air.
Before her words had fully settled, she vanished in a flash, moving like a ghost in the dim twilight. There were two sharp cracks as two thugs fell before they even realized what had happened, each with a bloody hole in their foreheads before collapsing to the ground.
Damn! This girl is terrifyingly skilled!
I marveled inwardly but dared not lose focus. One thug wielding an iron rod charged at me, rusty nails protruding from it, making it look particularly menacing.
"I'm going to smash that filthy mouth of yours today!" he snarled.
I smirked disdainfully, sidestepping his clumsy attack and delivering a swift kick to his knee.
With a crunch, he howled in pain and collapsed to the ground, dropping the iron rod. Quick as lightning, I grabbed it and without hesitation swung it toward his head.
Bang!
With a dull thud, he lay on the ground like a dead dog, no longer moving.
In this world, showing mercy is a death wish.
Just as I was about to catch my breath, a sudden gust of wind rushed past me from behind. Instinctively, I rolled to the side, and a machete grazed my ear as it struck the ground, sending sparks flying.
"Damn! That almost took off my ear!" I sprang up like a fish out of water, my heart racing wildly.
Mohawk grinned wickedly as he pulled out his machete and charged at me again.
"Die, you little brat!"
Just when I was feeling overwhelmed, a massive figure suddenly barreled in from the side, crashing directly into Mohawk.
"Whoa! I'm flying!"
Zhong Dali's excited howl echoed through the ruins of the factory as Mohawk was sent flying like a rag doll, crashing heavily into a pile of scrap metal with a loud clang.
"Dali, watch your back!" I hurriedly warned.
Two thugs were swinging rusty steel pipes, sneaking up on Zhong Dali from behind.
Zhong Dali turned to look and grinned widely. "Whoa! Bullying the weak, no honor in that!"
He didn’t dodge or evade; he let the steel pipes smash against his broad back.
"Clang! Clang!"
After two crisp sounds, the steel pipes actually bent and deformed, while Zhong Dali merely frowned slightly, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.
"That tickles!" He scratched his back and turned to grab the two dumbfounded thugs. "Now it's my turn!"
With a sudden thrust of his arms, the two thugs flew out like kites with their strings cut, crashing heavily to the ground and letting out screams akin to that of slaughtered pigs.
"This... this is impossible!" Scarface Tiger exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at the scene before him.
There were plenty of mutants in the wasteland, but creatures as tough and resilient as Zhong Dali were truly rare.
Seizing the opportunity, I quietly approached one of the thugs who lay on the ground, still twitching slightly. He had just been shot in the shoulder by Mysterious Girl, and blood was gushing from the wound.
This was a rare chance. I rolled over onto him, and as he looked at me in terror, I bit down on his neck.
"Ah!"
He let out a short, sharp scream before his eyes turned vacant. I felt a strange energy surge from his body into mine; it was an indescribable sensation, like drinking a shot of strong liquor that burned all the way down my throat and into my stomach, then quickly spread throughout my limbs.
The heat coursed through my veins, and I felt my muscles grow firmer and my reflexes sharpen.
"Well done!"
I stretched my limbs, feeling invigorated. This guy must have been quite a skilled fighter in life; I gained a wealth of practical combat techniques and muscle memory from him.
Mysterious Girl, known as Xiao Yu, shot me a cold glance, her expression a mix of surprise and disdain towards my abilities.
"Freak," she muttered before turning to shoot another thug who attempted to ambush us.
Bang!
Another shot rang out, hitting that thug squarely in the throat. Blood gushed forth as he clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open in disbelief at how quickly he had met his end.
Her marksmanship was simply incredible!
Seeing this, Scarface Tiger's initial shock gradually morphed into fear. He had thought he could easily take down the three seemingly fragile survivors, but instead, he had encountered formidable opponents.
"Who... who are you?" He took a few steps back, his voice trembling slightly.
"We..." I grinned, revealing teeth stained with blood, "we're just the rookies in your eyes."
Scarface Tiger seemed startled by my bloody smile and turned to flee.
"Trying to run?" I sneered, "Zhong Dali, don't let him get away!"
"Wow!" Zhong Dali responded excitedly, charging toward Scarface Tiger like a bull.
At that moment, Scarface Tiger suddenly stopped, turning to throw something at me.
"Watch out!" Mysterious Girl shouted.
I instinctively ducked, and a sharp throwing knife whizzed past my head, embedding itself in the wall behind me with a whoosh.
Taking advantage of the distraction, Scarface Tiger turned and ran, diving into a maze of pipes and piles of scrap metal.
"Don't chase him; this is his territory. Be careful of ambushes," Mysterious Girl calmly assessed.
I nodded and looked around. This abandoned factory was indeed a complex maze, filled with rusted pipes, broken machinery, and collapsed debris.
"Let him run for a bit; I have an idea," I said with a slight smirk as a bold plan flashed through my mind.
"Xiaoyu, you cover here. If you see Scarface Tiger, injure him but don’t kill him."
Xiaoyu nodded and quietly found a vantage point, setting up her sniper rifle to monitor the entire area from above.
"Dali, you go guard that iron gate over there. Don’t let Scarface Tiger escape the factory."
"Wow! Got it!" Zhong Dali cheerfully replied as he jogged to his designated position.
I quietly made my way to the other side of the factory. This was the old boiler room, with a few rusted steel beams hanging from the ceiling and various pipes and broken equipment scattered across the floor.
I carefully surveyed my surroundings, a sly smile creeping onto my lips.
“Scarface Tiger, come out! Stop hiding!” I called out loudly, my voice echoing in the empty factory.
There was no response, but I could sense he was nearby, lurking in the shadows like a wounded beast, watching my every move.
“What’s wrong? The mighty Rogue Gang Leader has such little courage?” I continued to provoke him, cautiously shifting my position as I spoke. “Weren’t you just so arrogant a moment ago? Asking us to join you, surrender all our supplies, and hand over my ‘secret’?”
I deliberately emphasized the word “secret.”
Sure enough, I heard a faint sound of footsteps. Scarface Tiger had taken the bait; he was slowly approaching me.
Feigning ignorance, I kept talking. “Do you know why I won’t join you? Because I look down on your ragtag group. You can’t even handle a few homeless people and still dare to claim dominance?”
“Bang!”
Suddenly, a loud crash erupted behind me. I quickly dodged to the side as an iron pipe slammed into the spot where I had just stood.
Scarface Tiger burst from the shadows, his eyes bloodshot and his scarred face twisted with rage.
“You little brat, I’m going to tear you apart!” he roared, swinging the iron pipe at me once more.
I nimbly evaded him, retreating while guiding him along the path I had set up.
“Is this all you’ve got? The strength of a Rogue Gang Leader is nothing to brag about!” I continued to taunt him. “No wonder you’re being chased around by those Zombies.”
“Shut up!” Scarface Tiger shouted, swinging the pipe again.
I pretended to stumble, making it look like I was about to fall.
Scarface Tiger's eyes flashed with a sinister grin as he increased the force of his attack against me.
"Now's my chance!"
I rolled to the side just in time to evade a fatal blow, grabbing a metal chain from the ground and pulling it with all my strength.
"Crack!"
A steel beam that had been fixed to the ceiling snapped under the strain of the chain, sending decades' worth of rust and dust crashing down toward Scarface Tiger.
"Ah—"
Scarface Tiger let out a scream, unable to dodge in time as the steel beam pinned him down, leaving only half of his body exposed.
"Tsk tsk, this is quite unfortunate for you," I said leisurely as I approached him, squatting down to get a better look. "Scarface Tiger? No, I think 'Little Flower Cat' suits you better. Look at you now; you seem rather pathetic."
He spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at me fiercely. "If you have the guts, just kill me!"
"Kill you?" I chuckled. "That would be so boring. You see, I like to make the most out of everything."
With that, I began rummaging through his pockets.
"What are you doing?" he struggled, but the beam held him firmly in place.
"Looking for something useful." I continued my search until my fingers brushed against something hard.
Pulling it out, I discovered it was a Black Chip, engraved with a strange symbol resembling a twisted DNA double helix.
"What is this?" I asked curiously.
Scarface Tiger's pupils dilated in shock, and a flicker of fear crossed his face. "Give it back! That's not something you can touch!"
Seeing his reaction, it was clear that this thing was not simple.
"Oh? Then I must study it further," I said, tucking the chip into my pocket and patting his face. "Thanks, Little Flower Cat."
"You... you have no idea who you've messed with!" Scarface Tiger suddenly looked terrified. "That's something from Steel Fortress! By taking it, you’ve made an enemy of the entire Steel Fortress!"
Steel Fortress? What kind of place was that? It sounded like a large shelter or a warlord's stronghold.
"Oh? That sounds quite intimidating," I said nonchalantly. "But since a small fry like you could get your hands on it, it must not be that impressive."
"You'll regret this!" he threatened through gritted teeth. "Qin Baye won't let you off!"
Qin Baye? Who was that? It seemed the wasteland was deeper than I had imagined.
"Zhong Dali! Little Rain! Come here!" I called out to my companions.
Moments later, Zhong Dali and Little Rain rushed over. Upon seeing Scarface Tiger pinned under the steel beam, Zhong Dali's eyes widened in surprise. "Wow! He got flattened!"
Little Rain cast a cold glance over the scene before looking at me. "Did you find anything?"
I pulled out the black chip and showed it to them. "This seems important."
Little Rain took the chip and examined it closely for a moment before her expression turned serious. "I've seen this symbol before; it's an item from Steel Fortress, and it has a tracker on it."
"A tracker?" I exclaimed. "Doesn't that mean we're exposed?"
"Once activated, they can pinpoint our location precisely," Little Rain replied calmly, though her eyes were now filled with caution. "We should leave here as soon as possible."
"Wait," I said, looking at Scarface Tiger. "He mentioned a name—Qin Baye. Have you heard of him?"
Little Rain's gaze flickered for a moment, seemingly uneasy. "The ruler of Steel Fortress, a brutal warlord who controls a vast array of high-tech weapons and virus research."
"Wow!" Zhong Dali interjected, "That sounds amazing!"
"Shut up!" Both Xiaoyu and I snapped at him in unison.
It seemed we had inadvertently become entangled in a much larger vortex. Behind this chip, there might be a colossal secret hidden.
"Bind him up and take this chip with us. We need to get out of here," I quickly decided. "By the way, have the members of the Rogue Gang been dealt with?"
"All taken care of," Xiaoyu replied succinctly.
"Wow! I took down three all by myself!" Zhong Dali boasted excitedly.
"Alright, let's hurry and leave."
Just as we were about to exit, a synchronized sound of footsteps and machinery echoed from outside the factory.
Xiaoyu and I exchanged glances, both wearing serious expressions.
"We're out of time," Xiaoyu whispered, "They're here."
A tightness gripped my chest as I wondered what kind of enemies awaited us outside, but one thing was certain—this farce was just beginning.
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