Chapter 25 One Punch
"Oh! It's quite lively."
A young man with an afro was squatting steadily on a tent.
He looked at the chaotic seventh district not far away, and the expression on his face seemed to be getting more and more excited.
…
In a certain tent, the man sleeping in the corner sat up.
He cursed in a low voice as he listened to the intensive gunshots coming from outside.
"Who is this reckless guy who actually made such a big noise?"
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That night, more Death Fighters noticed the changes in District 7.
No matter they are excited, dissatisfied, or just holding the idea of watching from the sidelines.
In short, no one of the Death Fighters chose to stand up and stir up trouble at this time, they were all hiding in the dark.
As time passed, more and more Death Fighters came to this temporary shelter.
Even though all of them knew very well that there would be a huge fight in the end.
But definitely not now, the timing is totally wrong.
Tonight's riot in District 7 is not even a prologue.
There are even many Death Fighters who are quite puzzled as to why a fool would expose himself so early.
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The sound of gunfire never stopped completely. At most, it became a little sparse due to consideration for civilians.
Cui Qing ran wildly, and while swinging his arms, he could vaguely notice that the nails on each of his fingers had lengthened a lot.
The length of his nails was about five centimeters, and combined with the messy bloodstains on his body, he had an eerie aura in the dark.
The panicked civilians along the way couldn't help but look frightened after seeing his appearance, and hurriedly moved out of the way.
Thanks to this, Cui Qing's early escape was relatively smooth.
But if he turned back now, he would definitely find a violent figure approaching him rapidly.
In a few breaths, the figure easily surpassed him.
This process was like a strong wind passing by, and he didn't even see what it was.
"You have such a small skill, but you dare to do the same thing."
The chuckle coming from the front instantly caught Cui Qing's attention.
Lu Bai stood in front of a tent with a smile on his face that Cui Qing thought was extremely hateful.
Cui Qing's relatively calm mood quickly sank.
The other party is much faster than himself, especially when he is still being rounded up, the chance of successful escape is really slim.
Cui Qing immediately made a decision and must deal with Lu Bai quickly first.
He didn't pause, and ran away with an aura of no regrets.
The distance between the two people was quickly shortened. During this period, gray-black lines appeared on Cui Qing's face and spread rapidly.
Looking at this scene, Lu Bai's expression remained unchanged, but he slowly raised his hand and made a fist.
Under the influence of [Violent Blood], his skin turned red, and the inside of his body seemed to be burning violently. Cui Qing could feel a strong threat from it, but since he was sprinting at full speed, he could not stop.
He raised his heart, used his palm as a knife, and pointed his extended sharp nails directly at Lu Bai's heart.
However, what happened next moment was completely beyond his expectation.
Lu Bai did not dodge, but took Cui Qing's stab.
Then a red fist, with a devastating momentum, hit Cui Qing's head hard, who was unable to stop and dodge.
Bang!
With one punch.
Cui Qing's head was visibly dented, and then his body spun and flew out. After collapsing two military tents, they finally stopped.
【bite! 】
[Points +1, current points: 13, current ranking 1/149]
"Huh~"
Lu Bai's body temperature quickly returned to normal.
He shook off the hand that hit the person and let out a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect that I would have to do it myself."
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"You said you were in the tent the whole time and never left?"
Zhou Zongming stood in front of Lu Bai with his arms folded, with an expression on his face that said, "I'm afraid you're not kidding me."
Lu Bai nodded: "That's right."
Cui Qing was dead, and the riot caused by gunfire quickly subsided as the rapid reaction force began to move in to maintain order.
Except for a dozen unlucky guys running around who were injured, the others were just a little frightened at most.
Considering the population density of the resettlement site, to be honest, Zhou Zongming was already very satisfied with this result.
It was Cui Qing's death that left him with a knot in his throat.
Anyone with eyes could tell from Cui Qing's body that the cause of death was a blunt blow to the head.
The problem is precisely here, they have no idea who did it.
Moreover, once Cui Qing died, there were no answers to many questions, including the whereabouts of those corpses.
"Who can prove it?"
"Just because everyone else in the tent is dead, you don't think I'm lying, right?"
Lu Bai's smile looked harmless: "I helped you find Cui Qing, the murderer."
In fact, at this moment, Lu Bai also realized why Cui Qing chose to start from the tent where he lived tonight.
Under normal logic, if everyone else in the tent was killed and Cui Qing was left alone, he would have no way to explain why he could survive the murderer.
No matter how cowardly he behaves on weekdays, he will inevitably make himself the target of public criticism.
But he did it anyway, so it was obviously to frame Lu Bai.
As for the success rate, it’s actually quite high.
After all, in Zhou Zongming's eyes, it was self-evident which of the two was a thin young man who needed his own help to avoid being bullied, and the other was a guy who showed no change of expression and behaved strangely after seeing the bloody scene.
Just like now, even if Cui Qing, the perverted murderer on the surface, is dead, Lu Bai still has serious suspicion in Zhou Zongming's mind.
Of course, he didn't think that Lu Bai and Cui Qing were in the same group.
He just suspected that Lu Bai was the murderer who took advantage of the chaos to kill Cui Qing.
"Cui Qing is not dead yet. When we arrived, he was still breathing, but we don't know if he can be rescued."
While saying this, Zhou Zongming stared at Lu Bai, observing every slight change in expression on his face.
The final result disappointed Zhou Zongming. He couldn't tell what Lu Bai was thinking at all. No matter how he looked at it, it was just a meaningless giggle.
Lu Bai was very relaxed.
After so many days, he has become more or less accustomed to his current weird state.
As long as he doesn't take the initiative to control it, he will naturally show a harmless smile.
"If you feel uncomfortable somewhere, you can come with me to the infirmary."
Zhou Zongming seemed to have put aside his doubts and turned to a more businesslike face: "By the way, when you were talking to Cui Qing, you said you had a gun on you, right? Hand it over?"
"Yes, I have a gun."
Lu Bai took out a certain double eagle's gun from his arms and showed it openly: "But this is just a simulation model. You see, it doesn't even have a magazine."
(End of chapter)