latent body

Chapter 9 You are courting death

With the huge force controlled by the mechanical arm, and the scalp-numbing "huhu" sound of piercing the airflow, the steel pipe roared through the air and smashed towards the top of Ling Zihan's head.

Surprisingly, Ling Zihan met him head-on without dodging or evading, and the steel pipe hit him on the left shoulder impartially. At the same time as the dull impact, Ling Zihan's figure tilted, and he opened his mouth to let out an extremely painful scream.

He fell to the ground, and a large piece of his left shoulder was obviously sunken.He curled up, his legs stretched and retracted continuously, and the dust on the ground was scratched everywhere.His face was pale, and the nerve center was numb for a moment after the heavy blow. His lips were stretched to the extreme, and he couldn't close them at all. Every breath of air exhaled from his mouth and nose was mixed with pain, and a large amount of bright red viscous saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this, the scavengers onlookers suddenly became commotion.

"Fuck, is this the start?"

"How could the Boneshards do this?"

"That young man is right! I pick and eat with my own ability, and I have already spent a silver dime to buy a pass to enter the venue. Why do I need to pay extra?"

"Damn it, the Bonebreaker Gang doesn't follow the rules. They have already said to return the sign and not enter the arena, but he still wants to kill people to silence them."

"Will everyone who enters the market have to increase their prices in the future?"

"Then what do we do?"

The middle-aged man stood in place holding the steel pipe, staring dumbfounded at Ling Zihan who was rolling back and forth on the ground in pain.

He knew very well in his heart that he absolutely didn't use too much strength just now, at most it was half of his normal strength.

He definitely couldn't directly injure or kill people, he just wanted to teach Ling Zihan a lesson, so he swung the steel pipe to hit people very slowly.Based on middle-aged men's experience and estimation of scavengers, Ling Zihan can completely avoid them.

But the problem is, this blow, which was thought impossible to hit the target, just hit it?

And the opponent's shoulders have collapsed, and the bones must be broken.

As a result, the unstable emotions of the onlookers were instantly detonated.

Liao Qiu screamed without losing the opportunity: "Killer! You don't keep your promises, you take the money but don't let us enter the market to pick up the goods, and you want to kill people!"

The whole body of the middle-aged man trembled, and he reacted immediately, raised his finger to Liao Qiu and opened his mouth to reprimand angrily: "You are talking nonsense, you..."

The following words were immediately completely drowned out by the overwhelming noise of human voices.

"The Boneshards are killing people."

"It's like this before entering the venue, I won't go."

"Money back, give me back the money I paid for the brand."

"That's right, the Boneshards must refund their money."

The scene was in chaos.

The middle-aged man could no longer take care of Ling Zihan and Liao Qiu, he had to solve the troublesome first year in front of him.

It would be no big deal if only a few people returned the brand and refunded the money.The problem is that everyone is now making the same demands, and a little carelessness can turn into a dire crisis.

"Quiet, please be quiet." His face was flushed with anxiety, and he waved the steel pipe with both hands and shouted loudly: "Line up in order, everyone can enter, and I won't charge you a penny."

No one listened to him.

Scavengers' understanding of the word "rules" is simple and clear—a silver horn can be exchanged for a pass, and if you can't enter the venue, you will get a refund.Fair business, no bullying.

Middle-aged men have already broken the rules, and Ling Zihan who was knocked to the ground is the best proof.

As for whether to kill, is the person really dead?
That's not really important.

Fierce, cruel, domineering, bullying...all these evil-related things were engraved on his face in a substantial way, and everyone present could see it clearly.This kind of thing has always been hated by scavengers. They don't want to find out the middle-aged man's name at all, they only know that he is a member of the Boneshards.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man surnamed Wang quickly grabbed the bone whistle hanging on his chest and stuffed it into his mouth, puffed up his cheeks, and blew it with all his strength.

The Bonebreakers guarding the mountain roads on both sides moved after hearing the news, and hurried to occupy a reasonable terrain near the checkpoint, blocking the road at the intersection.

Seeing this, the scavengers showed their weapons one after another, and stood in the open space outside the crossing to confront him.

Countless tense faces loom in the dark shadows.There is anger, there is panic, there is anxiety and gloating.The scolding gradually faded away, replaced by heavier breathing.People held all kinds of long knives and sharp blades in their hands, and bows and crossbows made of different materials were also pointing straight ahead. As long as there was a slight movement, no one would hold back their hands and immediately fought for their lives.

With the support of Liao Qiu, Ling Zihan stood up tremblingly from the ground.His face was pale, and an uncontrollable arm hung on the edge of his collapsed left shoulder, shaking back and forth with the range of body movements.

He looked at the other side with eyes full of pain, tremblingly stretched out his right hand, with fear and unwillingness, and made an almost pleading voice: "...give me back the pass..."

This is his only request.

In fact, Ling Zihan was not injured.

The shape of his left shoulder is just a camouflage, and the actual control metal skeleton is located ten centimeters below the normal visual scale.

To put it simply, his shoulders are raised by ten centimeters. The outermost layer is a layer of bionic skin, and the middle is filled with soft padding. It feels extremely similar to a human body.

What the steel pipe shattered was only the outer cushion, but the middle armor was not damaged at all.Ling Zihan had already seen through the middle-aged man's bluff, and this was the real reason why he dared to meet him head-on.

He had planned from the very beginning to make things worse, and only by getting more people on his side would it be possible to get back the pass and go back to Yazi Town to ask Zhong Jun to refund the money.

The middle-aged man stared at Ling Zihan with fierce hatred.

He was sure again that the damn young man was putting on a show.

If the opponent had really broken his shoulder blade with the steel pipe, it would be impossible for him to stand up now even if someone helped him.He had seen such serious injuries before, and if he could not be treated in time, he would definitely die.

The unprecedented strong revenge mentality is like a poisonous snake biting the middle-aged man's brain, causing him to completely lose his composure, and then he has even more crazy thoughts.

He ignored Ling Zihan, raised his head, and looked around the audience with shocking anger.

"I have a personal grudge against this person." The man pointed at Ling Zihan, and said in a hasty and resonant voice: "I hope you understand."

A guy who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal turned a deaf ear to it, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Refund the sign, refund the money."

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said coldly, "I'll refund the money to you when I finish those two little guys."

It is impossible to refund the money, this kind of talk is just casual talk.

As long as Ling Zihan and Liao Qiu are killed, deterred and threatened with force, and then say a few nice words at no cost, they can regain control of the situation.

The gloomy-faced middle-aged man turned to his companion standing beside him, and asked for a large-caliber gunpowder gun from him.

Stepping forward, he pointed the gun at Ling Zihan who seemed to be dying.Ferocity and greed appeared on the thin face of the middle-aged man at the same time.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Five silver cents, in exchange for your dog's life." He spoke slowly, and his eyes flashed with an extremely strong desire and demand for money: "Otherwise, I will shoot you in the head!"

Between money and killing, middle-aged men still choose the former.

Ling Zihan lowered his head and fell into silence.

A few seconds later, when he raised his head, the previous hesitation and scruples were no longer in his eyes.

He released an extremely contemptuous and insulting text from the back of his throat: "You probably want money like crazy?"

After a brief silence, the crowd of onlookers burst into eardrum-piercing laughter.Even the members of the Blood Wolf gang standing inside the intersection couldn't help laughing heartily.

The middle-aged man could no longer control his emotions, and the muscles on his face twisted with anger.The left hand holding the gunpowder gun is raised high, and the right hand controls the butt and trigger of the gun, bringing Ling Zihan's handsome and beautiful face into the range of the gun.

Some turned sideways and closed their eyes because the scene that was about to happen was bloody.

The distance was too close, which meant that Ling Zihan's entire upper body would be smashed to pieces on the spot by iron filings, steel balls, and metal particles of various sizes.

At this moment, Ling Zihan suddenly made an incomprehensible movement.

He raised his seemingly useless left arm, separated his five fingers, and aimed his palm at the middle-aged man who was close at hand.

"boom!"

About the size of a human head, an extremely blazing orange-red fireball shot out from Ling Zihan's palm, accurately hit the target's head, and exploded in full view.

Fierce waves of fire sprayed in all directions, and the huge impact combined with the intensity of the combustion caused the fireball to produce a terrifying lethality comparable to that of a cannonball.

The fragile neck of the middle-aged man exploded from the middle, and the burning head kept rolling in the air, with palpitating scorching and high temperature. Before it could make a scream, it was thrown more than ten meters away under the impetus of the explosion energy, and smashed into pieces on the opposite cliff.

Liao Qiu responded very quickly.At the same time as Ling Zihan fired the fireball, he grabbed the gunpowder barrel and pushed it from the side, and then snatched it from the opponent's hand with all his strength. With unprecedented horror and shock in his heart, he watched the headless body that lost control and fell sideways.

The scene fell into a brief silence again.

After a while, countless noisy voices sounded again.

"Wang Chao is dead."

"My God! That kid can control fire? Is he a fire caller?"

"He killed Wang Chao, catch him quickly."

"That's the Firecaller. If you want to die, you can go by yourself."

"what on earth is it?"

No one wants to stay in a place like this.The fear of death takes hold of people's brains like a nightmare.They yelled and ran, fleeing where they thought they were safe.

Ling Zihan rushed towards the headless corpse, reached out and took out the two metal nameplates from the deceased's pocket.

Liao Qiu grabbed his arm and said, "Go quickly."

Ling Zihan followed his words without hesitation for a second.

Liao Qiu asked as he ran, "Why can you control the fire?"

(End of this chapter)