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Everyone’s gaze rested on Xia Tian.
Xia Tian’s sword was pressed against the neck of the Lawyer-in-charge. The one holding the sword was on a murderous spree, and the one with the gun had a frightened look on his face.
“Calm down!” Angus exclaimed.
He stared into Xia Tian’s eyes as he spoke in a tough tone, but a hint of trembling could be heard.
“You won,” he said, “Enough!”
Xia Tian stared at him with a chilling smile that was sharp and cold in the light.
Everyone watched the scene with bated breath. A Killing Show contestant cornered the Lawyer-in-charge NPC in full view of the public. His naked panic and fear was clearly revealed under the spotlight during the peak of the Killing Show’s ratings.
They confronted each other for ten seconds before Xia Tian slowly withdrew his hand. The sweat on the Lawyer-in-charge’s face was clearly visible in the lights, and his hand holding the gun was shaking. Ironically, he was a legend who had supposedly killed countless people.
Xia Tian’s eyes locked on the Lawyer-in-charge like he was looking at a dead person.
He told Angus, “You wait.”
The entire surrounding was plunged into deathly silence. Everyone stopped fighting as they watched the confrontation that was clearly a mere egg hitting a rock, yet it was a confrontation filled with defiance.
The Lawyer-in-charge took a step back and walked away, his gun still pointed at Xia Tian’s forehead. Shedding his kind and calm persona, he looked at Xia Tian viciously, transforming back into the villain from the Lower City.
Xia Tian also stared at him. He was just a humble Killing Show player—no matter how much money he made, this fact wouldn’t change—but he had condescending coldness, giving him the demeanor of a cat watching a mouse.
An Xiaoyin stood behind Angus, staring at Xia Tian, and the light reflected in her eyes, as if her soul had been captured by this tragic and bright killing.
That was the case for everyone.
Bai Jingan had been hit hard on his shoulder. The wound in the corner of his forehead was also terrible, but he casually wiped it with his sleeve, although the blood continued to flow down half of his cheek.
Under the black hair, his gray pupils seemed to be soaked with blood, showing the throes of killing.
He ran his eyes over the surroundings. All of the villains had backed away, grabbing their weapons, and no one dared to come over. Everyone had uncertainty in their eyes.
There were no enemies around Bai Jingan except for his teammates and the corpses littered around. The crowd had automatically vacated a circle around them, as if they were no longer the Killing Show players on the same arena, but members of another species.
His opponents were still numerous, but Bai Jingan knew that this battle was over. These people wouldn’t fight him for another round.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his forehead again, tossed his tattered sword to the ground, and walked toward Xia Tian. No one said anything, and no one stopped him. Everyone just continued to watch silently.
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Xia Tian must have been badly injured, but he still stood firm, as if he would never fall down. When he saw Bai Jingan approaching, he flashed a smile at him and said, “Lil’ Bai.”
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“Does it hurt?” he asked.
“It doesn’t hurt,” Xia Tian said.
Bai Jingan’s face was extremely gloomy because that was what worried him the most.
Xia Tian touched Bai Jingan’s curled up hair, and the latter raised his head and stared at him.
“It’s okay,” Xia Tian said.
“This is definitely not okay!” Bai Jingan retorted immediately.
“I don’t like that guy. He seems to be in need of a lesson,” Xia Tian said, glancing at the Lawyer-in-charge, who was not far away.
Then he proceeded to look at the wound on Bai Jingan’s shoulder and said, “This looks somewhat miserable. Your style of fighting is too reckless.”
Bai Jingan was completely exasperated with him.
At that moment, Xia Tian suddenly turned his head to look at the edge of the crowd, and Bai Jingan followed suit.
The Lawyer-in-charge and a group of people stood there, half-submerged in the shadows—they hadn’t left yet. Based on the plot, it was really hard to tell if they had left at this time.
In the next instant, Bai Jingan just grabbed the sword in Xia Tian’s hand and threw it out, piercing the wrist of an NPC behind him.
The man screamed in agony, clutching his bleeding hand tightly, and something fell down to the ground from his hand.
The bodyguard behind him looked happy, and for a second it looked like he wanted to rush over and pull out the ‘Marshmallow’ and take it for himself, but after taking half a step forward, he quietly retreated and hid behind the crowd.
Bai Jingan walked over with a blank expression, and everyone took a half step back. He drew back the sword, then bent down to pick up what had fallen on the ground.
It was a detonator.
Eric limped over to the NPC and said: “Let me think about what you were going to say this time. ‘Mr. Shi’ was your true love. Before the battle for inheritance, you had planted a bomb in the arsenal. You would rather destroy it than tolerate his collection room falling into the hands of a group of thugs?”
He added coldly, “How shameless.”
No one said anything. Then a few players began to excitedly talk in whispers as they stared at the grim-faced Lawyer-in-charge. The scene was a bit embarrassing.
But it was embarrassing only for the organizers. The planning for this scene was a real mess, woefully inadequate.
Eric scanned the scene while Wei Xi stood in front of the arsenal amidst a pile of bodies, with digital screens dangling around him; he was obviously trying to open the arsenal’s door.
Before the battle had begun, Eric had left him in the crowd, and he had no idea when the man had left the safety zone and walked over to the door. Now, this battle was almost over.
Wei Xi had been subjected to violent treatment in the past, but he still had no idea of the hideous things going on in the Upper City and refused to back down even a half-step.
The network logisticians of the other groups made way for him. They were already a ragtag group of remnants, but they were given the natural right to pass through here.
Eric swayed a little, barely able to stand upright. He had a deep wound on his lumbar rib that was bleeding non-stop. Xia Tian looked at his injury sympathetically and handed him a painkiller needle.
Eric, who saw this action from Xia Tian, suddenly started laughing.
Xia Tian looked at him in bafflement, and Eric explained: “I just suddenly thought that the last time you handed me Skittles, your actions were exactly the same…”
He laughed again, and Xia Tian looked at him like he was looking at a weirdo. Eric felt that Xia Tian was absolutely not qualified to be looking at anyone with that expression.
“Do you want it or not?” Xia Tian asked.
“Of course I do,” Eric said, taking the painkiller needle like taking a candy handed over by his teammates.
It wasn’t a big deal, but for a moment he thought it was all crazy and absurd. On the luxurious battlefield in the Upper City, these Killing Show players were handing out the painkiller needles like candies. He then thought the top must be excited to have the time to add to Xia Tian’s price tag today.
It was at this point that Wei Xi said, “The door is open.”
In the brief silence that met this statement, the alloy door of the arsenal slowly opened. The interior was brightly lit, with countless weapons on display.
Xia Tian took a look and walked inside by himself. He was badly injured and could not walk fast. Bai Jingan walked next to him. Light enveloped the two, and everyone watched the team enter.
It took three seconds for everyone to realize what was happening, and suddenly as if shocked alive, they rushed into the arsenal frantically, like a flock of starving men rushing to the candy store.
The arms collection room was exactly as promised in the holographic photos, filled with firearms display cabinets, self-service revolving frames for taking out firearms, and huge firearms storage boxes. It was like a gigantic firearms trade fair, giving an assurance to the players that no matter how many firearms they used for fighting, they would never run out of weapons.
Xia Tian’s team had already decided what they wanted even before they went in, their goals were clear. Bai Jingan knew that they had to get the guns as soon as possible so they could deal with Xia Tian’s injury.
The man hadn’t stopped bleeding, and although he looked like it was “no big deal” and wanted to leisurely get the weapons he wanted, Bai Jingan was sure he was in extremely bad shape and had to be treated immediately.
Of course, this would not be easy. The arsenal was already chaotic.
A group of desperadoes had finally gotten their hands on arms and were simply overjoyed and eager to kill. Only, the situation was not favorable, so they could barely suppress their killing tendencies, but there was constant sound of gunfire, and from time to time, you could see the fallen bodies.
They went to get what they wanted as soon as possible, and the miscreants around them broke the glass cabinets or just snatched them directly from others. Before long, everyone began to attack, desperately trying to get what they wanted. And once they got it, they would flee in an instant, not staying even for a second longer. It didn’t take long for the place to quickly turn into a meat grinder.
Xia Tian’s team of four trudged in with difficulty, with Wei Xi needing to be looked after and Xia Tian’s energy to fight for the arms being particularly worrying.
Bai Jingan was expecting a bad situation, but surprisingly, the trip went smooth.
Not long after entering, Xia Tian saw a man holding a Doomsday Destroyer rocket launcher.
The man belonged to a three-person team. None of them seemed as if they were easy to mess with. At the moment, they were desperately trying to squeeze in one direction. They were all veterans with orderly actions and clear goals.
Xia Tian made his way towards the leader. Judging from the crew-cut, brown hair and tattooed face, he was likely from Zone K. He had an aggressive posture, and it explained why he landed in prison and his history of having killed 25 people.
The man reacted very quickly. As soon as Xia Tian came over, he realized that he was here to grab a weapon. He took out a pistol and clicked the safety open.
Bai Jingan had been paying attention to Xia Tian’s movements. He was picking up the bag of Piercer bombs from Wei Xi’s hand when the man suddenly vanished from his sight.
He hurriedly turned his head to look for him and was greeted with the scene.
The tattooed man realized that it was Xia Tian who had an eye on his rocket launcher and stared with a nervous look on his face. His two teammates turned around at the same time, and under the glare of the spotlight, the outlaws looked cold and stern, and as hard and flat as a rock on the road.
Xia Tian stood tall and unafraid. Although he was badly injured, his right hand was almost completely immobile, the floor beneath his boots was slowly being stained red with blood and he had only an energy gun in his left hand, he was still somewhat threatening to the other party.
At this moment, the tattooed man murmured something, not a sentence, but a vague confirmation, low and gentle. Before Bai Jingan had time to do anything, he saw the man hand the rocket launcher into Xia Tian’s hand, then turn and leave.
His two teammates behind him watched the scene. They clearly had no opinion, and just left together.
Xia Tian had probably thought that he would have to fight, but the thing was handed to him directly. He took it with uncertainty, and the other party glanced at him to make sure he could hold it before turning around and walking away.
Xia Tian looked back, and when he saw Bai Jingan’s odd gaze, he gave a smug smile and walked back with his weapon in hand.
Bai Jingan looked at him, then at the weapon, and then at the team that had left. He had seen quite a few sessions of the Killing Show, but had never seen anything like this…
Then he had the sudden realization; this was sometimes the case in the Lower City.
In that place where there was no legal restraint, when you expressed your opinion strongly enough, people would react to it. The rules were simple and old—if you give in, you move out of the way; if you agree, you follow.
Just like how he had decided to take this crazy risk with Xia Tian because he had agreed. He had no other choice but to accompany him.
That was also the reason Eric followed them. Both he and Wei Xi could turn around and walk away at any time they wanted. It would be dangerous, but it wouldn’t be riskier than what they had done before. But they didn’t.
He had definitely experienced this before, and even now he still remembered those rules—the smell of blood and the solidarity in the darkness. It was a kind of vague but immensely powerful pact amongst the people.
Bai Jingan had never seen this stuff in the Upper City.
It had been like this all the time.
If Xia Tian had his sights set on the same thing as someone else, the other party would definitely let him have it. Even if they were holding the thing in their hands, the other party would directly hand it over, and not fight back. Those who were in the midst of fighting would also let Xia Tian pass before they took action against each other.
The arsenal was full of people. Everyone was yelling, smashing things, arguing and fighting, but Xia Tian’s team only encountered some minor pushing and shoving.
Even if some people were poised to yell at them, or had pulled the safety of their guns, they consciously stepped aside when they saw that it was Xia Tian, and a few even showed a restrained and polite appearance.
It was as if Xia Tian’s mere presence was enough to create a certain aura and change the behavior of those around him.
Their team walked on this Shura field like it was nothing special and got everything they wanted smoothly, as if they were uncrowned kings.
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