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Chapter 47 First Murder

Lu Yiming shoved Marcus away.

"ah!!"

Blood mist exploded, a bullet pierced his left shoulder, and he collapsed to the ground in a sorry state.

A sharp pain struck, igniting a torrent of rage.

Lu Yiming gritted his teeth and got up, his eyes turning bloodshot.

Only one terrible thought remained in my mind.

—I'm going to kill him!

The bandit was stunned by Lu Yiming's expression, and was about to raise his gun to fire again.

But Lu Yiming will not give him another chance.

He quickly drew his pistol, without even aiming, and pulled the trigger with his arm outstretched, relying solely on muscle memory and murderous intent.

boom! boom! boom!

Gunshots rang out in the workshop.

He was venting, letting out all the negative emotions he had been holding back.

The bullets struck the steel beams, sending sparks flying.

Marcus had just recovered his senses and struggled to get up to stop him, but his movements froze when he saw Lu Yiming's profile.

What kind of expression is that?

His eyes were bloodshot, and he grinned menacingly.

Marcus had only ever seen that expression on outlaws.

What's wrong with this guy?!

The increase in the [Berserk] and [Kill] values ​​is now evident.

"Pfft—"

The bandit was shot in the chest and fell to the ground screaming.

But Lu Yiming did not stop.

He staggered forward, climbed over the fence, and took a few steps to stand in front of the man.

The man lay in a pool of blood, and seeing Lu Yiming's expression as if he was about to kill him, he trembled and raised his hands.

"I surrender! I give up! Don't kill me!"

boom! boom! boom!

The response to the surrender was to empty the magazine without hesitation.

Click! Click! Click! Click—

The sound of the empty magazine being pulled over rang out, and the trigger was still being pulled repeatedly.

In the smoke of battle, the bandit had been beaten beyond recognition and was no longer alive.

Only after he had vented his anger did Lu Yiming's eyes return to normal.

"call……"

He stood there, panting heavily, cold sweat pouring down his back, his hand gripping the gun trembling uncontrollably.

He raised his hand to support his head and squatted down.

This was his first murder.

Just now, my mind was completely blank except for the thought of killing.

The only pleasure comes from treating life as worthless and wantonly taking it away...

How did he become so fierce and cruel?

[Rage -0.5, Killing -0.5]

A line of text appeared before my eyes: The value has decreased.

As expected, releasing the rage stat is the only way to reduce it...

Doesn't that mean he'll have to keep killing people in the future?

The thought made him tremble all over.

"No, now is not the time to think about these things," he muttered to himself, forcing himself to calm down.

The most urgent task is to handle the aftermath.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Old Mike, asking him to help him clean up the mess.

After sending the message and calming himself down, he picked up his pistol and walked down the stairs step by step.

Marcus had already stood up on his own, looking at him with a horrified expression.

His expression was complex; it was hard to tell whether it was gratitude or apprehension.

His eyes seemed to say, "You're not going to kill me too, are you?"

Lu Yiming tugged at the corners of his mouth, forcing a smile:

"Boss, you have to vouch for me. He fired first; I was acting in self-defense!"

Marcus nodded blankly, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"I understand... I understand. Don't worry, I'll write the report. At most, I'll arrange some paid leave for you."

But what he was really thinking was: This kid is ruthless. The other guy had already surrendered, but he still emptied the entire magazine...

This isn't police handling a case; it's practically vigilante execution.

But then again, if it weren't for him, I'd probably be dead here today.

Forget it, I'll help him cover up the lie and write a report since he saved my life.

Lu Yiming helped him take a long detour to the place where the car was hidden, so that he wouldn't find the bandit lying on the ground.

Marcus got into the car and couldn't help but ask, "What about the three thugs?"

Lu Yiming touched his nose and said without changing his expression, "They all ran away, slipping away in the chaos."

Marcus frowned, staring at him as he said, "They kidnapped me to find the last person to see Timothy, and that person was you. Have you been hiding something from me?"

Lu Yiming's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough! This group of cultists came for him! They came for that batch of gold.

Marcus was an innocent victim.

I suddenly feel a little sorry for Marcus.

He gave a forced laugh, chuckling awkwardly:

"No, boss. You're overthinking it. They were probably trying to rescue Timothy, and they just happened to run into you."

After saying that, he pressed the car key, and with a click, all the car doors locked.

"Boss, wait for me in the car for a bit."

He still has things to take care of.

At this moment, Old Mike's car had already arrived at the entrance of the slaughterhouse.

Old Mike, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, complained to Lu Yiming as he approached:

"Hey kid, what's wrong with you? You keep dumping your messes on me. Are you using me as a tool?"

Lu Yiming didn't have time to waste words with him: "Stop talking nonsense. I'll give you an extra ten percent of the gold. Hide those three people for me, and I'll interrogate them when I come."

Old Mike's eyes lit up instantly, and his expression changed in a second.

He rubbed his hands together and leaned closer: "Oh, my dear Ming, you should have said so earlier! No problem, I've got it covered."

He immediately stepped in to help, dragging the three unconscious cult members into the car and quickly driving away from the scene.

After dealing with this mess, Lu Yiming found Timothy huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

This guy looks terrified; his crotch is soaked.

Lu Yiming pinched his nose in disgust and kicked him: "Alright, stop howling."

Timothy looked up, his eyes brimming with tears: "Don't kill me...don't kill me..."

"Don't worry, I'll send you back to the mental hospital."

He lowered his voice and warned, "But listen, when you give your statement later, just say that the three robbers escaped in the chaos... If you say even one more word..."

Timothy nodded repeatedly, terrified. "I know! I know! They ran away, they all ran away!"

Lu Yiming then forced him back into the car and drove the two of them toward the police station.

……

Meanwhile, inside the Fremont Police Department, completely unaware of this...

Gu Qiu, accompanied by Leo and followed by a squad of heavily armed police officers, was preparing to storm the slaughterhouse.

"This Lu Yiming is getting bolder and bolder! He actually dared to lead a suspect to rescue someone all by himself? Has he been watching too many lone hero movies?"

Gu Qiu slapped his thigh in anger and complained to Leo.

Leo, with a grim expression, directed the group.

Mia had just returned when she heard that Lu Yiming had gone to find the robbers all by himself, and her face turned pale with fright.

"Hurry! Lu Yiming is no match for these bandits! Go and provide backup!"

Several of Lu Yiming's classmates who graduated at the same time also chimed in:

"Yes, I remember when he was shooting, he would miss five out of ten shots, and the remaining five would all hit my target paper..."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks and hurry up. If we're too late, we might not be able to save the boss, and another person might get caught."

Gu Qiu rubbed his temples, his head aching. He admitted that Lu Yiming was very good at solving cases.

But this was a kidnapping, and the other party was armed.

A fire is going to happen!

There is a real possibility that his life is in danger, and Lu Yiming is physically weak.

This guy is really too eager for quick success.

"Act quickly, we must save them both."

He assumed that Lu Yiming was just going to his death.

Just as everyone was preparing to set off.

An SUV drove into the police station.

Leo paused for a moment; that was his car, the one Lu Yiming had driven away.

The driver's side door opened, and Lu Yiming got out, clutching his injured left shoulder, and waved to his colleagues.

Everyone was stunned.

He... came back?