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Li Dapeng looked down and noticed a trail of fresh blood at his feet. Following the trail with his eyes, he saw that it extended forward, its path unclear.
Fatty squatted down and dipped his finger into the blood. "It's a bright red color, human blood, and it's still wet. This must have happened recently!"
Li Dapeng nodded in agreement with Fatty's assessment and said, "Someone is injured. Who could it be?"
Fatty shook his head. "Their situation can't be good. We need to hurry and join them. If anything else goes wrong, we're all done for!"
The paths in High-Tech Park were not suitable for Fatty's armored vehicle, and driving would not help in tracking the blood trail. So Fatty resolutely abandoned the armored car and turned to Li Dapeng, saying, "Keep your weapon ready; the road ahead may be dangerous!"
Li Dapeng shrugged it off with a grin. "I just hope Li Nan doesn't die too soon; the only one who can kill him is my future self!"
Fatty sighed, "Young man, you really are full of bravado!" After saying this, he immediately turned and followed the blood trail.
There was nothing worth missing on the armored vehicle besides the Heavy Machine Gun, which had very few bullets left. A gun without ammunition is no better than a stick for starting a fire, so Li Dapeng didn't hesitate to leave the armored vehicle behind; finding people was the priority now.
In Li Dapeng's heart, he truly hoped that the blood on the ground did not belong to Li Nan. Although they had a vendetta against each other, deep down, he couldn't decide between Xin Qiqi and Li Nan's importance. Whether to follow a man's emotional outburst or adhere to rational thinking was something Li Dapeng at his age found difficult to weigh.
Fatty raised his Submachine Gun and walked at the front while Li Dapeng followed closely behind with his Walther pistol.
After walking a few steps, Fatty's brow began to furrow because the blood trail was becoming heavier, clearly indicating that the injured person's condition was critical.
The blood trail twisted and turned but maintained its purpose; it was evident that Brother Nan and his group were fleeing according to some guidance. At this moment, Fatty looked around but found no clues.
Seeing Fatty's actions, Li Dapeng immediately asked what was wrong. Fatty replied, "Do you think Brother Nan and the others encountered an attack from that Humanoid Withered Wood? If that's the case, how could they have been easily injured given their skills?"
Li Dapeng shook his head. "They might have been careless!"
"While it's possible to lose due to carelessness, I doubt that Humanoid Withered Wood would let Brother Nan and the others get hurt so easily. Look at us; do we have any injuries?"
Hearing Fatty's words, Li Dapeng looked around. Both he and Fatty were in a sorry state, but neither had sustained any external injuries. At this moment, Li Dapeng began to have doubts, "After everything we've been through, narrowly escaping death multiple times without any injuries, why is it that among the three of them, someone got hurt, and it looks serious?"
At this time, Fatty unconsciously raised his weapon, "What they encountered wasn't a Humanoid Withered Wood; they faced something much more formidable!"
Li Dapeng was astonished. However, this was the only explanation that made sense given the current situation. Now the question arose: what dangerous thing did Li Nan and the others encounter in this High-Tech Park?
Fatty continued to look up and noticed two high-end office buildings standing at a height of over a hundred meters. The blood trail clearly led away from these two buildings, which meant that Brother Nan and the others were trying to evade something. This thing was likely lurking above them. Could it be that this thing could fly?
With this thought, Fatty couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. It seemed that this mission was not as easy as it appeared on the surface.
Fatty shouted for Li Dapeng to watch out above and then continued to follow the blood trail, hoping to find Brother Nan and the others as soon as possible.
As they moved further along the path, the blood trail became increasingly dry. Since the ground was tiled, there were no visible footprints, making it impossible to determine whether Brother Nan and the others were together.
For the first time, Fatty felt a sense of tension and pressure. The last thing he wanted was to reach the end only to find a corpse waiting for him. He was naturally an optimistic person but he wasn't heartless.
Li Dapeng also felt fear in his heart. He had no idea what would happen next or what awaited them—whether it would be even stranger monsters or bloody reality!
After leaving the two towering office buildings behind, Fatty and Li Dapeng followed the blood trail to an outdoor café. Here, the blood trail intensified significantly, indicating that the injured person had stopped here.
The plastic café tables and chairs scattered on the ground suggested that a fierce battle had taken place here. Looking around, Fatty also spotted several bullet casings lying on the ground.
Fatty picked up a bullet casing and measured its size, confirming it was from Lin Hai's AK-47. This meant that the injured person was not Lin Hai, and their group had encountered danger here.
Using his not-so-bright mind, Fatty made a few analyses that were surprisingly logical.
Li Dapeng checked around and then asked, "What exactly did they encounter? There are no signs of Zombie activity here, nor any traces of large objects appearing. Could it be that thing is really a bird flying in the sky?"
Fatty spotted a coffee table scattered on the ground, and upon closer inspection, he realized something was off. The coffee table had been pierced down from above, as its position was problematic, with another coffee table underneath it, indicating it had been thrown from a height.
"It must have been some flying beast; I didn't expect to encounter a tough opponent this time!" Just as Fatty was about to continue searching for the blood trail, he noticed something unusual in the surroundings.
This outdoor café was quite spacious, and judging by the chaos, a battle had clearly taken place here. However, so far, there were no signs of losses on either side, leaving him uncertain about who had won or lost in this conflict.
At that moment, Fatty heard a low-frequency rumbling sound near his ear, which surprised him greatly. He looked up and scanned the area but saw nothing strange.
Li Dapeng seemed to sense the low buzzing sound as well and shouted, "Is that monster coming?"
Fatty raised his gun cautiously and shouted at Li Dapeng, "Stay alert! Don't fall for any tricks!"
Understanding the seriousness of the situation, Li Dapeng drew his Walther pistol and Vigo Knife. "What should we do now? Should we hold our ground?"
Fatty felt his head swell with anxiety; he just wanted to regroup with Nan Ge and the others. He hadn't expected to encounter trouble while searching. Whatever had caused Nan Ge and the others to flee was certainly not harmless!
Just as Fatty and Li Dapeng were on high alert, the low-frequency buzzing suddenly stopped, as if nothing had happened. However, Fatty remained cautious and moved forward with Li Dapeng back-to-back.
Near this outdoor café, the blood trail abruptly vanished. Clearly, Li Nan and the others had lingered here; after treating one person's wound, they must have been ambushed. Following a fierce struggle, both sides scattered without a trace. The flying mutated creature likely hadn't gone far but was waiting for an opportunity. This meant that Nan Ge and the others should be temporarily safe.
Looking around, Fatty noticed that there were no buildings nearby where they could take cover. If Li Nan and the others had escaped, they would have likely fled to a narrower area to effectively avoid aerial attacks. This suggested that Nan Ge and his group would seek refuge in alleys or similar places before finding a chance to escape.
Fatty caught sight of a small path leading towards a tall building.
"Would Nan Ge go into that building?" Fatty thought to himself and immediately called out to Li Dapeng, "Let's head that way!"
Li Dapeng nodded and moved forward just as the buzzing sound above them resumed, growing louder by the moment.
Fatty quietly thought it was bad and immediately raised his gun towards the air. Suddenly, a shadow flitted into his line of sight, flapping a pair of wings, and charged directly at him.
Fatty clicked his tongue and said, "What is this, what is this..."
Li Dapeng opened his mouth wide, "A Big-Headed Fly, wow, it's so big!"
Fatty quickly aimed and fired a shot. With Fatty's precision, there was no reason he should miss such a large target, yet he completely missed. The Big-Headed Fly, hovering in mid-air, flapped its wings and flew right in front of Fatty, its large head directly facing Fatty's eyes.
Fatty blinked and cursed, "If this thing can become sentient, then what chance do I have?"
Fatty raised his hand and fired again, but from half a meter away, he missed once more. Li Dapeng also raised his pistol, firing continuously, but neither of them could handle the Big-Headed Fly, as its speed was simply too fast to keep up with.
Fatty became furious and swung his Submachine Gun like a club, but he couldn't even touch a hair on the Big-Headed Fly.
The Big-Headed Fly was about the size of an adult human, with a head that took up half its body, looking extremely ugly. Its large mouth was filled with sharp teeth that emitted a foul stench.
Fatty and Li Dapeng leaned against each other to prevent the Big-Headed Fly from launching a sneak attack. However, in an instant, Fatty bared his teeth as he saw the Big-Headed Fly suddenly appear above him. It opened its mouth wide and bit down on a chunk of flesh from Fatty's shoulder, causing blood to spurt out.
Fatty gritted his teeth, snatched Li Dapeng's Vigo Knife, and despite the pain, jumped up. Judging by his stance, he seemed determined to take down the Big-Headed Fly, even if it meant going down with it; he wanted to cut off its big head first!
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