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In the dead of night, two figures clad in Hazmat suits stealthily infiltrated Lu Xiaoran's home. After subduing him, they produced a syringe and injected him with a sedative.
As Lu Xiaoran glanced at the syringe in their hands, he noticed it resembled the one he had previously used on himself. The transparent liquid inside could very well be the sedative. Was it possible that these individuals were also affiliated with the research facility?
A look of confusion crossed Lu Xiaoran's face as he began to remove the Hazmat suits from the four captors, hoping to find something that could reveal their identities. However, after searching thoroughly, he discovered that they carried no identification whatsoever.
He regretted his haste; he should have left at least one alive to clarify the situation before eliminating them. Standing there, he let out a helpless sigh. Earlier, when he saw them reaching for their guns, he had lost his composure. He knew that if they drew their weapons, no matter how fast he was, he could never outrun a bullet.
Using his Flying Ability required intense concentration. A single bullet wound would inflict such excruciating pain that it would disrupt his focus entirely. If he fell to the ground, he would become an easy target, unable to defend himself.
Thus, in that critical moment, Lu Xiaoran reacted swiftly, unleashing his Physical Enhancement and Flying Ability to their fullest extent. He dispatched all four of them in an instant.
After inspecting the bodies, Lu Xiaoran picked up a handgun from one of them and scanned his surroundings before heading toward Ma Zhibiao's direction.
Currently, Ma Zhibiao was tightly ensnared in a Nylon net and had just been injected with a sedative, lying motionless on the ground as if asleep.
Lu Xiaoran approached and removed the gas mask from Ma Zhibiao's head. Instantly, Ma Zhibiao's mouth and nose were exposed to the air. High concentrations of toxic gas filled his lungs as he inhaled deeply.
Even in an unconscious state, Ma Zhibiao began to cough violently, unable to control himself. Small blisters quickly formed on the exposed skin of his face. His entire body convulsed in agony, displaying signs of extreme distress.
Lu Xiaoran stood to the side, observing for a while, murmuring thoughtfully to himself, "It seems those people earlier didn't intend to kill him; they plan to take him back alive." He wondered if the destination would be the Yiren Research Institute.
Lu Xiaoran bent down and pressed the muzzle of his gun against Ma Zhibiao's temple.
Bang!
After the gunshot rang out, Ma Zhibiao, who had been writhing in pain on the ground, suddenly stopped moving. His body went limp, lying motionless on the ground.
Looking at Ma Zhibiao's lifeless body, Lu Xiaoran fell into deep thought. Now that Ma Zhibiao was dead, Zhang Kaiwen's suspicions about him would surely increase. In this situation, returning to Fog Mountain Sanctuary might not be safe anymore.
Lu Xiaoran hesitated; he wasn't sure whether he should go back to Fog Mountain Sanctuary or leave and find another place to hide.
After pondering for a while, he decided it was better to return to the sanctuary. He lifted his head and gazed at the towering Fog Mountain in the distance.
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