pjbooks Chapter 197 Robbery?
Chapter 197 Robbery?
Robbery?
Chen Yifan, Wang Fugui, and Lin Xiaoyu exchanged glances.
Before entering the instance, Liu Cang had made it clear.
Anyone who dares to block the entrance, loot, or maliciously clear the area will be annihilated by the military without hesitation.
now……
They had just come out and stepped into the outside world when they were blocked at the door?
Chen Yifan's gaze immediately swept towards the position where Liu Cang had originally been stationed.
No one is empty.
"Fanzi..."
Wang Fugui tilted his head slightly and leaned closer to Chen Yifan in a low voice:
"Senior Liu isn't here..."
"What are you babbling about!"
Scarface's patience was evident as he suddenly swung his giant axe.
The axe tip tore through the air, producing a teeth-grinding scraping sound.
"I'm asking you a question, are you deaf?"
His gaze fell on Chen Yifan.
Those eyes held naked greed and violence, without the slightest attempt to conceal it.
"Don't think you're so great just because you survived a dungeon. In the wild, without shelter, I'm the law!"
Wang Fugui moved with lightning speed, instantly blocking Chen Yifan and Lin Xiaoyu's path. The tiger totem shield in his hand crashed to the ground.
A muffled thud shook the ground.
"Rules my ass! Come at your grandfather if you dare!"
Wang Fugui's eyes widened in anger.
Having just escaped from a desperate situation, he was eager to vent his pent-up rage.
A hint of contempt flashed in Scarface's eyes.
But upon seeing the heavy shield and the faint earthy-yellow spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from Wang Fugui, his arrogance subsided somewhat.
"Oh? He's really a tough nut to crack?"
He sized Wang Fugui up and down, a mocking smile playing on his lips:
"Fine, I'll teach you today what it means to be outmatched and have a world beyond your reach!"
His words hadn't even finished.
Behind him was a short-haired archer, his arrow already released from the bowstring.
"call out--!"
The arrow pierced the air like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, aimed directly at Wang Fugui's face.
Wang Fugui was prepared. The tiger shield swung upwards with a crisp clang.
The arrow was deflected and struck a rock not far away, shattering into pieces.
"Is that all you've got?"
Wang Fugui snorted, his imposing manner only increasing.
"You think this is all there is to it?" Scarface sneered.
As he spoke, a dark shadow suddenly darted out from beneath his feet. It moved with ghostly speed, rushing straight at Lin Xiaoyu from behind.
at the same time.
Two other soldiers wielding long knives also flanked from the left and right, their target being Wang Fugui's back.
This was a seemingly random robbery.
In reality, they cooperated seamlessly, with murderous intent lurking beneath the surface.
They are experienced and adept at finding a team's weaknesses and striking them decisively.
Chen Yifan's eyes turned cold.
He needs intelligence, but that doesn't mean he'll allow these clowns to cross his bottom line.
"Fatty, hold on."
Chen Yifan's voice remained calm amidst the chaos.
As he uttered the word "stay calm," Wang Fugui felt a chill run down his spine.
He didn't even have time to react.
A sharp gust of wind whistled past his ear.
"puff!"
The dark shadow that was originally rushing towards Lin Xiaoyu suddenly froze when it was less than half a meter away from her.
It then flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
"Thump!"
With a chilling thud, he crashed heavily onto the boulder.
Only then did Wang Fugui see clearly.
It was a slender assassin wielding a short blade. At that moment, a familiar-looking dagger was stuck in his back.
It was Chen Yifan's [Nightmare Fang].
at the same time.
Another weapon, the Withered Fang, flew silently from Chen Yifan's fingertips at an unbelievable angle.
They bypassed Wang Fugui's defenses and precisely slit the throats of the two longsword warriors.
The blood blossomed briefly in the air before freezing.
The two soldiers collapsed to the ground before they could even utter a groan.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
The assassin is dead.
The warrior perished.
Of the seven or eight people blocking their way, three were gone in an instant.
This happened too fast.
Everyone was stunned, including the scarred man who was leading the group.
The disdain on his face was replaced by a heavy solemnity. His gaze towards Chen Yifan was filled with unfamiliarity and horror.
"Object manipulation?!"
Scarface's voice suddenly deepened, tinged with disbelief:
"You...you're a matter manipulator!"
Object manipulator, a rare and powerful profession.
They do not engage in close combat, yet they can manipulate weapons invisibly, killing people from a distance, making them impossible to defend against.
more importantly.
Those who can wield weapons with such exquisite skill are no ordinary weapon manipulators.
Chen Yifan did not respond.
He simply raised his hand.
The Nightmare Fang and the Withered Fang, suspended in mid-air, spun lightly in front of him.
The blade reflected the sunlight, radiating a chilling aura.
This silent demonstration is more powerful than any words.
The archer behind Scarface, along with several other professionals, unconsciously took a half-step back.
"Now, can we talk properly?"
Chen Yifan's voice remained calm.
Yet beneath this calm lies a chilling coldness that sends shivers down your spine.
"Who sent you?"
"Why are you blocking the way here?"
Where did Liu Cang go?
The three questions, each a gem of wisdom, were like three poisoned daggers piercing the heart of the scarred man.
He gripped the giant axe tightly.
Sweat dripped from his forehead.
The boy in front of me looked to be in his early twenties and appeared harmless.
But the decisive killing that erupted in that instant, and the unfathomable ability to control objects.
It made him feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.
Having operated in this gray area for many years, his intuition told him that this was a seemingly unassuming yet ruthless character.
"Ahem!"
Scarface cleared his throat, trying to salvage the situation. But his voice had unconsciously lowered a few decibels.
"Young man, let's talk this out. We're all friends in the martial arts world, there's no need to tear each other apart."
"friend?"
A barely perceptible smile curved the corners of Chen Yifan's lips:
"I don't remember my friends robbing me or ambushing my teammates."
He turned his gaze to the scarred man, his voice even colder:
"Answer my question, or... what will happen to you..."
He didn't say it explicitly, but the result was self-evident.
Wang Fugui stood steadily beside Chen Yifan with his arms crossed.
His eyes widened, and his aura intensified.
Lin Xiaoyu cautiously observed her surroundings, ready to deal with any possible changes at any time.
This invisible sense of oppression made Scarface feel threatened with death.
He knew that the boy in front of him was not joking.
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you!"
Scarface raised his hands, signaling his surrender.
His tone carried a hint of resentment:
"We're from the Vulture Mercenary Group. Nobody sent us. We just... we just wanted to try our luck."
He paused, glanced at Chen Yifan, trying to glean something from his face, but to no avail.
"Liu Cang?" he continued, "That old man... disappeared half a month ago."
Half a month?
"Bullshit!" Wang Fugui exploded on the spot. "I was in there for three or four days at most, and you're telling me it was half a month?!"
Chen Yifan didn't dwell on the time; he keenly noticed another word.
"Gone?"
"Yes, they've left!"
The scarred man's tone carried an undisguised fear.
"A week ago, the troops stationed here suddenly all withdrew. Liu Cang did return a few times during that period, but he disappeared without a trace the day before yesterday!"
"That's why this place became a no-man's-land, and that's why we dared to come and try our luck! Who knew we'd run into a bunch of scoundrels like you..."
Troops withdrawing?
Chen Yifan frowned.
The time flow rate is different inside and outside the instance, a phenomenon that has occurred in other instances as well.
However, the sudden withdrawal of official forces means that during this period, a major change must have occurred that was beyond their control.
"Fanzi..." Wang Fugui also sensed something was amiss, "Could it be..."
Chen Yifan didn't speak, but just quietly looked at the scarred face.
[Mind's Eye] activated.
He could "see" the scarred man's racing heartbeat, which he was trying so hard to hide, and he could "hear" the abnormal flow of his blood.
He is lying.
Or rather, he's hiding something more crucial.
"What exactly happened here a week ago?"
Lin Xiaoyu's cool voice suddenly rang out.
As a girl, her sixth sense told her that the person in front of her had a scarred face.
His eyes darted away while he spoke.
There must be something they're hiding.
Her gaze, like two X-rays, stared directly into the heart of the scarred man.
She continued speaking, her tone carrying a strange, penetrating quality.
"Or perhaps, something happened here... that frightens you so much..."
Scarface's body trembled violently, like a wildcat whose tail had been stepped on.
"A...major event?"
His face turned deathly pale instantly, and his eyes were filled with terror as he looked at Lin Xiaoyu.
"How...how did you know?!"
He completely lost his composure.
Chen Yifan and Lin Xiaoyu exchanged a glance.
This reaction...
That's not right!
"You don't need to know."
Chen Yifan's voice was nonchalant.
"You just need to tell me everything you know, word for word."
The moment the words fell.
brush!brush!
The two whooshing sounds were almost inaudible.
A dagger was pressed against Scarface's Adam's apple; the cold touch made the hairs on his body stand on end.
The other weapon hovered silently behind his back.
Its sharpness is evident in its appearance.
It was as if if he uttered even half a lie, the two forces of death would tear him apart in an instant.
Large beads of cold sweat rolled down the scarred man's forehead.
His legs went weak, and he could no longer withstand the tremor that came from the depths of his soul.
"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"