Blood was still streaming down his forehead, blurring vision in one of his eyes.
With his tactical helmet’s visor damaged, his ability to gather battlefield intel was severely compromised.
A wounded and battered Lin Wang felt a moment of hesitation.
Ren Zhong was just too insidious and cunning, too difficult to handle.
For a brief instant, he was afraid.
He regretted it.
If he had known about this man’s scheming, he would never have rashly come to intercept him.
"What’s wrong? Too scared to come out? If you don’t, then I’ll be leaving! I gave you a chance, but you’re not up for it!"
This time, Ren Zhong switched to the professional team communication channel, taunting directly once again.
Lin Wang quickly snapped back to his senses.
The two had become mortal enemies, and if Ren Zhong escaped, even with backup from Chongyi County’s influential figures, Lin Wang would never have peace.
He gritted his teeth and reactivated the backup power of his damaged armor, cranking the output back to 4000 kilowatts, dedicating most of it to the self-tracking beam gun mounted on the armor’s exterior, charging towards the last known position where Ren Zhong vanished.
Meanwhile, Bei Lihui changed his ammunition yet again.
He opted for Fourth Level Air Burst Bombs.
He wanted to whip up a storm to disperse the dust maze walls obstructing his view.
On the third airburst, he managed to catch sight of Zheng Tian.
Bei Lihui switched ammo once more to Flame Stream Bullets.
Just then, a sudden sense of danger tingled at the back of his mind, prompting him to turn his gun skyward and fire.
From afar, thunder cracked as a glacial gleam appeared.
An electric motorcycle leapt over the mountaintop, hanging in mid-air.
On it, a young boy with a flushed face held a heavy sniper rifle with both hands.
The sniper’s muzzle was aimed squarely at Bei Lihui’s forehead.
White smoke wafted from the muzzle.
A Third Level Impact Bullet came whistling in, colliding with Bei Lihui’s prematurely fired Flame Stream Bullet.
The two bullets exploded against each other mid-air.
The Impact Bullet disintegrated and melted in the air.
The Flame Stream Bullet, turning into brilliant fireworks, shot forward like a meteor streak.
Youthful Yujin, joined the fray with his gun in hand.
[Initially planned to wrap up this scene in this Chapter; couldn’t make it. Apologies for the delay.]
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