Chapter 25 Punch

"Wow! It's quite lively."

A young man with an afro was squatting steadily on a tent.

He looked at the chaotic District 7 not far away, and the expression on his face seemed to be getting more and more excited.

……

In a tent, the man sleeping in the corner sat up.

He listened to the dense gunfire coming from outside and cursed under his breath.

"Who is this fool who caused such a big commotion?"

……

That night, more Death Fighters noticed the changes in District 7.

No matter whether they are excited, dissatisfied, or just watching the fire from the other side of the river.

In short, no death fighter chose to step out and stir up trouble at this time; they were all hiding in the dark.

As time went on, more and more death fighters came to this temporary shelter.

Even though they all knew that there would be a huge fight in the end.

But definitely not now, the timing is totally wrong.

The riot that took place in District 7 tonight was hardly even a prologue.

There were even quite a few deathmatch players who were wondering why there would be an idiot who would expose himself so early.

……

The gunfire never stopped completely from beginning to end, at most it became a little sparse due to consideration for civilians.

Cui Qing was running wildly, swinging his arms, and one could vaguely notice that the nails on each of his fingers had become much longer.

The length of his nails was about five centimeters, and coupled with the messy bloodstains on his body, he looked eerie in the dark.

When the panicked civilians along the way saw his appearance, they couldn't help but show fear on their faces and hurriedly avoided him.

Thanks to this, Cui Qing's initial escape was relatively smooth.

But if he looked back now, he would definitely find a violent figure approaching him rapidly.

In just a few breaths, the figure easily surpassed him.

The process was like a strong wind passing by, and he couldn't see clearly what it was.

"How dare you show off your skills in front of an expert?"

The light laughter coming from the front instantly attracted 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 opponent was much faster than him, and especially when he was being surrounded, the chances of escaping successfully were slim.

Cui Qing made a decision immediately that he must get rid of Lu Bai quickly first.

He did not stop and ran away with a spirit of no regrets.

The distance between the two people was rapidly shortened. During this period, gray-black lines appeared on Cui Qing's face and quickly spread.

Looking at this scene, Lu Bai's expression remained unchanged. He just slowly raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Under the effect of [Blood Rage], his skin turned red, and his body seemed to be burning violently.
Cui Qing could feel a strong threat from this, but since he was sprinting at full speed, he could not stop.

He made up his mind, used his palm as a knife, and pointed his extended sharp nails directly at Lu Bai's heart.

However, what happened next was completely beyond his expectations.

Lu Bai did not dodge or evade, but took Cui Qing's stab head-on.

Then, a red fist, with a devastating force, hit Cui Qing's head hard, as he was unable to dodge.

boom!
One punch.

Cui Qing's head sank visibly, and then his body spun and flew backwards. He knocked down two military tents before finally stopping.

【Ding! 】

[Points +1, current points: 13, current ranking 1/149]

"Whoo~"

Lu Bai's body temperature quickly returned to normal.

He shook the hand that hit him and let out a long sigh: "I didn't expect that I would have to do it myself."

……

"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, an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?"

Lu Bai nodded: "That's right."

Cui Qing was dead, and the riot caused by the gunfire quickly subsided as the rapid response force began to enter the scene to maintain order.

Apart from a dozen unlucky guys who were running around and got injured, the rest were just a little frightened at most.

To be honest, considering the population density of the resettlement site, Zhou Zongming is already very satisfied with the result.

It was Cui Qing’s death that left him with a thorn in his side.

Anyone with eyes can tell from Cui Qing's body that the cause of death was a blunt force blow to the head.

That's exactly the problem, they have no idea who did it.

Moreover, with Cui Qing's death, many questions, including the whereabouts of the bodies, cannot be answered.

"Who can prove it?"

"Just because everyone else in the tent died, you can't assume I'm lying, right?"

Lu Bai's smile looked harmless: "I was the one who helped you find the murderer Cui Qing."

In fact, at this moment, Lu Bai also realized why Cui Qing chose to start from the tent where he lived tonight.

According to normal logic, if everyone else in the tent was killed and Cui Qing was the only one left, he would have no way of explaining why he was able to survive the murderer.

No matter how cowardly he behaves on a daily basis, he will inevitably become the target of public criticism.

But he did it anyway, obviously to put the blame on Lu Bai.

As for the success rate, it is actually quite high.

After all, in Zhou Zongming's eyes, one is a thin young man who needs his help to avoid being bullied, and the other is a guy who looks calm and behaves strangely after seeing the bloody scene. It goes without saying which one's words are more credible.

Just like now, even though Cui Qing, the apparent perverted murderer, is dead, Lu Bai is still a major suspect 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. He was still breathing when we arrived. We just don't know if he can be saved."

While saying this, Zhou Zongming stared at Lu Bai, observing every slight change in the expression on his face.

The final result disappointed Zhou Zongming. He had no idea what Lu Bai was thinking. No matter how he looked at him, he could only see a meaningless silly smile.

Lu Bai was in a very relaxed state of mind.

After so many days, he has more or less gotten used to his current strange state.

As long as he doesn't actively control it, he will naturally reveal a harmless smile.

"If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, you can go to the infirmary with me."

Zhou Zongming seemed to have put aside his suspicions and put on a 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 pulled out a Double Eagle pistol from his arms and showed it openly: "But this is just a simulation model. Look, it doesn't even have a magazine."

(End of this chapter)

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