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Damn it, how can they be so arrogant without a gun!
The man gritted his teeth and signaled to the group behind him, raising his hand holding the Rein Dual Fire and pulling the trigger.
Bang! Bang!
Two consecutive explosions rang out. The first was the initial blast of gunpowder from the dual fire, propelling the bullet swiftly from the chamber. The second, like a rocket stage separation, provided the bullet with over four times the speed of sound, maximizing its lethality against the enemy!
Run!
Seeing the gunfire, the surrounding refugees hurriedly scattered in all directions. Some bolder ones could only peek out from a distance, cautiously observing the entrance of You Cai Department Store.
Deng Sanqi grabbed Lu Hao and dragged him into the store to hide, while Lu Hao struggled continuously, wanting to help Ye Wumeng.
Uncle Deng, let go! I need to help the manager!
Lu Hao exerted more strength in his struggle, trying to break free from Deng Sanqi's grip.
Lu Hao, calm down! Ye Lao Di has already undergone a genetic breakthrough; this situation is no problem for him! He will be fine!
As Deng Sanqi said, Ye Wumeng flicked his wrist, and a dazzling flash of blade light cut through the air before everything returned to calm.
The man across from them stared wide-eyed, his mouth agape in disbelief.
This outrageous guy actually sliced the bullets fired from the Rein Dual Fire in half!
You, Brothers, open fire!
He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly while raising his gun.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, countless gunshots erupted. Ye Wumeng quickly closed the store door and then wielded his Cutlass in a whirlwind of blade light, cutting down all incoming bullets and leaving a pile of spent casings on the ground.
Bang! Bang!
Click!
The sound from his gun was what he dreaded most. A wave of intense fear surged within him as beads of sweat instantly formed on his forehead.
Damn it, I'm out of bullets!
Seeing their offensive halt, Ye Wumeng swung his Cutlass and then slightly bent forward, pushing off with his legs before launching himself forward at incredible speed.
Bang!
He moved so fast that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye; then a flash of his blade appeared.
I—
He didn’t finish his sentence before his head flew high into the air, blood gushing from his neck and spraying into the sky.
What just happened?
The surrounding refugees still watching were taken aback as they witnessed that man lose his head in an instant.
That was too fast!
To them, Ye Wumeng's recent speed and sudden appearance were almost indistinguishable. Was this the limit of human capability? After killing one person, Ye Wumeng stepped forward, twisting his body, and charged at the remaining few with lightning speed.
Before they could even beg for mercy, they all became victims beneath Ye Wumeng's blade.
The refugees watching from a distance felt their hearts sink at this scene, a chill rushing from their feet to their heads, as if they sensed that Ye Wumeng might turn around and come for them. They absolutely could not provoke this ruthless individual!
After perfectly resolving the situation, Ye Wumeng wiped his Cutlass on the clothes of the corpses before putting it back in storage. He turned to open the door of the shop that had just been closed and spoke casually to those inside.
"Come out, it's over."
Deng Sanqi and Lu Hao cautiously peeked out, gazing at the bodies strewn across the entrance, their eyes filled with admiration and respect for Ye Wumeng.
"Shopkeeper, you are truly amazing!" Lu Hao exclaimed, giving Ye Wumeng a thumbs up, while Deng Sanqi nodded repeatedly in agreement.
"By the way, I heard you deducted some points from Ideal; are you looking to exchange for Wu Lan?"
Ye Wumeng nodded and, noticing that Deng Sanqi was present, laid out his list of Wu Lan requirements right there.
"Anything powerful will do. I have plenty of points to spend."
"Got it! Haha, you really take care of my business! Oh, actually, I came here for another reason. Ideal told me to let you know that when you wake up, he wants you to find him; he’ll introduce you to your teammates."
"Oh right! Ideal mentioned something about putting him in an Elite Squad; I guess those people must be the so-called Elite Squad."
"No problem, I'll head over shortly. By the way, Deng Ge, do you know where Hu Xu is?"
Ye Wumeng nodded and asked Deng Sanqi about Hu Xu's whereabouts, hoping that this kind-hearted uncle was still alive.
"Well... just see for yourself when the time comes," Deng Sanqi said with an unusual look of difficulty on his face as he handed Ye Wumeng an address but was reluctant to say more.
Could it be...
Ye Wumeng felt a heaviness in his heart; after all that Anlius had put him through, being alive felt no different from being dead.
"Alright, thank you, Deng Ge."
"You're welcome."
"Is this the place?"
Ye Wumeng stared at the address displayed on the Mechanical Glove, glancing repeatedly at the building in front of him. This was the internal medical point of Kangfu Camp. Although it was called a medical point, it was quite large, consisting of two floors, and Hu Xu was on the upper level.
Following the staff's guidance, Ye Wumeng finally arrived at the room where Hu Xu was located. As he entered, he saw a young man sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl that seemed to contain white porridge, carefully blowing on it.
When Ye Wumeng shifted his gaze to the bed, he could hardly believe his eyes. The man's face was haggard, with deep-set eyes that had lost their former brightness. His gaze revealed a sense of emptiness and despair that felt almost tangible. His cheeks were gaunt, his cheekbones protruding sharply, and his skin hung loosely without any color. Only his lips occasionally trembled slightly, as if he were whispering to himself.
"Hu Xu?" Ye Wumeng tentatively called out.
Upon hearing Ye Wumeng's voice, Hu Xu looked over briefly before turning his gaze away again, returning to his silent contemplation. At that moment, Long Tao set down the bowl of porridge and looked at Ye Wumeng with an expression full of regret.
"I'm sorry," he said. "Hu Laoda has been through a lot and doesn't want to talk right now. Please understand."
"It's fine," Ye Wumeng replied with a wave of his hand, indicating that he understood. After all, given what had happened, such behavior was inevitable.
Long Tao stood up and led Ye Wumeng out of the room, closing the door behind them as a signal that he could ask questions now.
"How is he doing? Can he recover?" Ye Wumeng inquired.
Hearing this, Long Tao shook his head gently, his voice hoarse as he spoke. "They say it's impossible. Even those powerful Alchemists from the Reformist faction have said it's very difficult. You know? Back then, Anlius not only failed to save Hu Laoda but also took away his heart! Now Hu Laoda can only cling to life through a weak connection with what remains of his original heart. That jar contains a heart that could stop beating at any moment."
Long Tao paused, and Ye Wumeng understood what would happen if that heart ceased to beat. The outcome for Hu Xu would be death.
"Is there really no way?"
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