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"There's no abnormality, report completed." I knocked out the guard in the stairwell with a single strike, but just at that moment, his walkie-talkie unexpectedly went off. I had no choice but to lower my voice and pretend that the Black Suit I had just knocked out was responding.
The plan was going smoothly; indeed, as Tang Tang had said, there was only one person guarding the stairwell. However, there should be another person at the entrance to the fifth floor. Moreover, not just anyone could access the fifth floor; it required membership, and members had to submit a certain amount of deposit at the Counter to qualify for entry into the casino.
Unlike the lower floors, Black Suit personnel were not allowed on the fifth floor, which had its own exclusive security force. Therefore, blending in there should be quite difficult.
According to Tang Tang, she was tricked by her classmates into coming here, believing she could earn money, but once inside, escape was impossible. She mentioned that since the Boss's office was on the fifth floor, she had technically been up there.
This provided me with a lot of information and made my next actions easier. I instructed Tang Tang to put on my Black Suit and find an opportunity to leave quickly; this was not a place to linger!
Meanwhile, I stealthily made my way from the fourth floor to the stairs leading up to the fifth floor.
I wondered if Shaoming and the dozen or so missing girls were part of the same case or if they were connected to the same group. Regardless, there was something off about this place called ‘Drunken Hero’; it was just a kV yet had such strict management—this was unusual.
I crouched in the dark hallway, still contemplating how to get through unnoticed when suddenly a bright light illuminated the corridor!
My eyes had already adjusted to the darkness, but this sudden brightness forced me back two steps. Due to my training in Spiritual Sight, my vision was much better than average. If I had adapted to this light gradually, it wouldn't have affected me much; however, this sudden glare struck at my weak point.
"Catch him!" an unfamiliar voice commanded.
Though my eyes felt like they were being pricked by needles and I couldn't open them fully, I still had my hearing intact and had no intention of surrendering.
I kicked down several people who tried to rush me and summoned three Flying Swords for protection.
Since I couldn't see for now, I had to rely on my instincts to fight back, so I simply used the Flying Swords to shield myself.
Seeing the Flying Swords glowing with cold light in front of me, those who wanted to capture me hesitated and took a step back; for a moment, no one dared to approach.
"You useless fools!" The one who had given the command cursed angrily; it seemed he was about to take action himself.
At this point, my eyes began adjusting to the bright light, allowing me to see human shapes clearly. I felt more composed and thought—who else is there?
The person standing on the stairs was bald with a tattoo of a fierce lobster on his head. I guessed it was supposed to be a scorpion; however, due to poor tattoo artistry, it looked more like a lobster.
The bald 'lobster' yelled at his subordinates before deciding to take matters into his own hands. He wore a trench coat and lifted it slightly, revealing two short blades at his waist.
The two short blades should be a type of Japanese sword called Wakizashi. Many people mistakenly believe that the Wakizashi is the knife used by Japanese people for seppuku, but that is not the case. For the Japanese, seppuku is the ultimate honor for a samurai, so generally, when prepared for seppuku, they do not use a Wakizashi, but rather a close-range dagger.
The Wakizashi is indeed a weapon, shorter in length, suitable for penetrating armor and for use in confined spaces. Additionally, because it can be easily concealed, it has garnered much attention from various individuals.
The craftsmanship involved in making a true Wakizashi is quite complex, and a good Wakizashi holds significant value, comparable to that of a katana. However, the two blades at the waist of the bald man known as 'Lobster' are clearly machine-made.
The bald 'Lobster' drew his Wakizashi from his waist and took a large step towards me, his blade following closely behind. A flash of cold light swept past as I reached out to catch one of the Flying Swords in my hand, blocking the cold light in front of me.
However, this bald man must have some training; after missing his first strike, he quickly transitioned to another attack. The other Wakizashi stabbed out from a very concealed angle at his waist.
Fortunately, I now have plenty of practical experience. I quickly seized the bald man's wrist and twisted it, cutting a shallow gash into his side.
In pain, the hand that I twisted released its grip, and the Wakizashi clattered to the ground. This caused the bald man's movements to falter, leaving an opening in his defense. Seeing this flaw, I raised my leg and kicked him in the stomach.
The bald man took my heavy blow head-on and fell onto the stairs, hitting his head on the steps. His eyes closed as if he had fainted.
With their leader down, the remaining thugs were even more confused. However, there were still many of them; they rushed at me all at once.
As the saying goes, two fists cannot fight against four hands. I'm not Ip Man; I can't take on ten people at once. But that's okay; Mountain Man has his own tricks!
I pinched a Fire Talisman between my fingers and slammed it downwards. During this motion, my magical energy flowed into the Fire Talisman, instantly activating it.
If these people were ghosts, I wouldn't hold back and would directly summon Yin Fire. If they were monsters, it would be easier to handle. Unfortunately, these people seem to be ordinary mortals, so I cannot go all out.
I slammed the Fire Talisman onto the ground, and flames erupted from beneath my palm, forming a fiery circle. The fire circle startled the group of thugs back a few steps as they looked at me with expressions of fear.
I stepped forward to ascend the stairs while they surrounded me without anyone daring to approach.
"Useless!" The bald 'Lobster' seemed to have regained consciousness; his first words upon getting up were to scold his subordinates. But wasn't he also knocked down by me?
The bald 'Lobster' pulled something out from behind him cautiously as if retrieving something important.
When I finally saw what he had pulled out—a handgun—I was taken aback.
What? Is this really our Great Dynasty? How could firearms, such a prohibited item, appear so easily? Or is it that ‘Drunken Hero’ is actually supported by a massive **** organization? My luck is really terrible!
As the saying goes, no matter how skilled you are, you can still be afraid of a kitchen knife; no matter how good your lightness skill is, a brick can still knock you down! I don't care if your heavy sword has no edge or if your great skill is unrefined; one shot can still blow your head off!
There's really nothing I can do about this. As a certain great person once said, if you're behind, you'll get beaten. My weapons are outdated, aren't they?
"I don't need to play this big, do I?" My first reaction was that I couldn't let that bald guy shoot; after all, you only have one life, right? Although I claim to be the Judge under Yama King, I can't just resurrect myself!
"Heh heh, brother, your skills are not bad, but you've come to the wrong place. I can't help it," the bald man 'Lobster' sneered.
I never expected the other party to be so fearless. You see, right now we are just fighting; even if we end up in jail, it would only be for a few days. But now that they pulled out a gun, that's not something that can be resolved with just a few days in jail.
Possessing firearms is a serious crime! If someone gets shot and killed, it becomes even more severe! If caught, it's a dead end!
Wait, hold on. I suddenly thought about whether I'm still subject to the law. After all, I'm living in the human world but also have an official Underworld identity now. Whatever, if someone catches me in the future, I'll just hide in Yama's Hall and see who dares to come!
I digress.
The bald man 'Lobster' pointed the gun at me with an expression that clearly showed he felt in control: "My brother, which faction are you from?"
Which faction? What does that mean? Could it be that they have internal divisions?
"I'm from the Grave Love Family," I blurted out.
"Grave Love? Never heard of it. Which force is that?" The bald man 'Lobster' asked one of his lackeys.
The lackey scratched his head: "I haven't heard of it either."
You're done for! You're done for! You haven't even heard of the Grave Love Family? You should know we're a large organization with countless nobles! Plus there's our unique organization Welfare—the QQ Membership Aristocrat!
"I don't care which organization you're from; you've entered an area you shouldn't have and violated our agreement. Therefore, we will judge you."
What? You're going to judge me? Are you guys a mafia or some kind of middle school organization?
"What do you want then?"
"Come with me, our boss wants to see you," said the bald man known as 'Lobster.'
"Who is your boss?" Finally getting to the point, this is what I wanted to know. What does 'Drunken Hero' have to do with the disappearance of 'Dozens of Girls'?
This wasn't really our responsibility, but first, this was a coordination task arranged for me and Shaoming, and second, there might be involvement from the demon clan in this incident, as demonic energy was detected at one of the suspected locations. That's why this matter finally fell on my shoulders.
"You don't need to worry about that," the bald man said. "Just come with me obediently."
"That's fine, but I want to walk on my own." I didn't want to be carried by a group of men.
"That’s not up to you." After saying that, the bald man raised his gun and pulled the trigger.
I dodged, but surprisingly couldn't escape.
It wasn't until I was shot that I understood why he dared to fire.
Damn it, this is a tranquilizer gun!
A tranquilizer gun disguised as a handgun.
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