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Lu Xiaoran picked up his phone and pulled up the surveillance video. Due to the nighttime setting, the footage was somewhat dark and not very clear.
He could vaguely see something moving on the ground in the video. After zooming in, he finally made out a large pit over four meters long at the entrance of his safe house. Sand and dirt were continuously being thrown out from the pit, indicating that someone was digging below.
Lu Xiaoran focused intently on the screen for a while longer and eventually spotted several shadowy figures cautiously peeking out from the hole. It became clear to him that these individuals intended to dig a trap right in front of his door, planning to ensnare him when he stepped outside.
Furrowing his brow, Lu Xiaoran recalled that he had previously killed the two people watching him to send a message—that opposing him would lead to dire consequences. Yet, it seemed these individuals were undeterred and still intent on causing him trouble. It appeared that he needed to teach them a lesson.
A fierce glint flashed in Lu Xiaoran's eyes as he skillfully donned his Hazmat Suit and strode purposefully toward the door. Since these people were so stubbornly seeking trouble, he was prepared to demonstrate just how vast the gap in their strength was. He wanted them to understand that their tricks were nothing more than an ant trying to shake a tree or a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
The villagers at the entrance of the safe house were still sweating profusely as they worked diligently, and it was evident that the trap was nearing completion. A few villagers had already climbed out of the pit and were preparing to move the dirt they had just excavated elsewhere.
Clang!
At that moment, a sound echoed from the door of the safe house as the lock mechanism turned.
"It's over; he's coming out! Run!"
The deaths of the three previous men had turned these villagers into frightened prey. Upon hearing Lu Xiaoran opening the door, panic set in, and they scrambled to escape from in front of the safe house. Those standing outside the pit were fortunate; they quickly turned away and fled without looking back before the door fully opened.
However, those still inside the pit were not so lucky. In those brief seconds after the door opened, they had no time to climb out, let alone escape to safety. Some realized it was too late and chose not to attempt climbing out at all; instead, they curled up in a corner of the pit.
They now held onto one desperate hope: that once Lu Xiaoran stepped outside, he would fall directly into their trap and perish, allowing them a chance at survival.
The few people hiding in the pit held their breath, their eyes fixed intently on the door of the safe house.
Soon, the door swung open completely, and Lu Xiaoran, clad in black armor, strode out like a steel warrior. He gazed straight ahead, paying no mind to the situation beneath his feet.
The individuals concealed in the pit couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement; they believed that Lu Xiaoran might not have noticed the trap ahead due to the poor lighting of the night. If he continued forward, he would fall into the pit after just three more steps.
All eyes were glued to Lu Xiaoran as he took three steps, then two, then one. Just when they thought victory was within reach, they suddenly realized that Lu Xiaoran was still walking forward at a leisurely pace.
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