Free Web NovelChapter 215: Chapter 139: Upheaval, Fighting Out of the Encirclement
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Inside the villa’s living room.
A series of gunshots rang out, but they failed to kill Ruan Hui.
With her hair in disarray, Mei Ning staggered as Ruan Hui seized her arm.
In the end,
the gun was turned toward her, firing its last round.
BANG!
Blood splattered. The bullet shattered Mei Ning’s jaw and exited through the top of her head.
As blood poured from the gaping hole, she stared wide-eyed, as if in disbelief that she would die in such a way.
THUD!
Her body crumpled to the ground, and blood spilled out, staining the villa’s carpet red.
Lu Chao watched the scene, his face expressionless. His gaze shifted, landing on the grim-faced Ruan Hui.
Or more precisely, on the bullet holes torn through his black clothes.
He could faintly see a silver glint. ’He’s obviously wearing under-armor, at least silver-steel grade.’
"Senior."
Ruan Hui suppressed a torrent of emotions. His eyes became bloodshot as he stared at Lu Chao.
His voice was low and hoarse. He hoped this would be the end of it.
"I’m the only one left alive now."
"And with them dead, it’s more than enough to throw Ring City into chaos."
Mei Ning and the others were from prominent families, their elders holding considerable influence within key government sectors.
’If his goal is what he said it was—to throw the city into chaos—then this should be enough...’
In a single step,
Lu Chao, who had been several meters away, suddenly vanished and reappeared right in front of him.
A cold draft washed over Ruan Hui, raising goosebumps all over his skin.
"I’m no ’Senior’."
Lu Chao leaned in, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear. "You, on the other hand, have killed so many people."
"So, how do you think we should clean this up, Captain Ruan?"
Ruan Hui’s pupils shrank. The man’s voice was unsettlingly familiar.
Images flashed through his mind. Veins bulged on his forehead, his face twisting with shock and rage as if he had just grasped something vital.
The next instant—
CRACK!
His neck snapped, and his head lolled to the side.
His wide eyes froze, staring into nothing. Everything was finally settled.
Lu Chao watched until he was completely dead, his body gradually growing cold.
A host of emotions flickered in Lu Chao’s eyes.
Relief, release, pressure...
But he didn’t dwell on them for long.
A faint drone reached his ears. He looked up to see the searchlight beams of flying cars rapidly approaching, creating a sense of urgency.
Drones were also racing through the sky, closing in fast.
’The Biotechnology Company, huh...’
With a flicker in his eyes, Lu Chao looked away.
His gaze fell upon a black bag on the marble table. Peering through a small, unzipped gap, Lu Chao could make out its contents.
An idea struck him. At the same moment, he noticed several hidden cameras in the corners of the living room.
Pretending he hadn’t seen them, Lu Chao began to change his physical form, gradually adjusting his build and the length of his limbs.
Slowly,
he took on Ruan Hui’s height and body shape. He slung the black backpack over his shoulder and strode quickly out of the villa.
...
WHIRRR!
「Several minutes later.」
With a thrumming of engines and a blast of air, one flying car after another landed near the villa.
The vehicles’ chassis were painted with a syringe surrounded by a ring—the unmistakable logo of the Biotechnology Company.
Fully armed security guards carrying live ammunition emerged and cordoned off the entire villa estate, spreading out from it as a central point.
During this time, dozens of drones were also deployed. As if they had found a clue, they shot off toward the surrounding villa complexes.
"Vice Director Ruan..."
The lone Patrol Department flying car finally arrived, its red and blue lights flashing.
Flanked by several security consultants, a tall, slender, middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair and a white shirt stepped out of the car.
The Biotechnology Company’s head of security came to greet him, but the man’s face was grim, and he wasted no words.
He strode directly to the villa, his eyes taking in the dozen or so bodies of the fighters strewn across the lawn.
As if suppressing some deep emotion, he walked into the ground-floor living room.
Finally,
his pupils contracted, and his expression shifted.
His gaze locked onto Ruan Hui, who lay on the floor with his neck broken, eyes wide and unseeing.
A hush fell over the room. Everyone held their breath, as if they could feel a storm about to break.
"I’m sorry, Vice Director Ruan."
"Young Master... Young Master Ruan Hui... he’s..."
A medic beside the corpse spoke in a low, trembling voice, not daring to lift his head.
Ruan Yongheng fell silent for several moments before slowly walking to Ruan Hui’s side.
He reached out to touch the face, which was already growing cold, and stared into those wide, unseeing eyes for a long moment.
Finally, he gently closed them.
"Who did this?"
Ruan Yongheng’s voice was cold, a hoarse rasp from suppressed emotion.
The head of security was quiet for a moment before having a subordinate hacker pull up the surveillance footage from inside the villa.
"A powerful individual, suspected to be at the Superpower Level."
The security head’s eyes were grim as he speculated, "His physique is strong enough to withstand bullets from a Viper submachine gun. He took out all the security on site with sheer power and speed, without revealing any particular martial arts techniques."
"However..."
The footage slowed, and everyone watched.
It was a clip of the black-clad man shapeshifting as he left the villa.
"This particular detail resembles the ability of Faceless Legos."
"Furthermore, based on the conversation in the footage, his goal aligns with the Rebels. And to this day, he still hasn’t been captured or killed by the Superpower Bureau..."
He didn’t finish his sentence, but everyone understood the implication.
A similar ability, with motives and goals that perfectly matched the Rebels’ methods—the suspicion on Legos was clearly high.
Of course, they couldn’t rule out the possibility that it was an imposter.
"Where is he?"
