Chapter 89: Sudden Kill

Words : 1957 Updated : Sep 12th, 2025

As Chen Chuan was walking forward, he suddenly felt something and looked up. He saw a figure flash past the broken gap above the fortress. At this moment, inside the sentry post, Tong Qianjiang was already standing behind the entrance, holding a knife high and waiting. Although the entrance was not short, it was quite narrow, allowing only one person to pass through at a time. The walls were thick, so anyone rushing in would have no way to retreat. As soon as they entered, he could bring down his knife and cut them down. Behind him, Fang Dawei and his group were scattered around the open space, waiting in full battle readiness. On the second floor, people were also aiming their guns at the entrance. However, the clear footsteps, after walking three steps towards the entrance, suddenly disappeared. Just as everyone was waiting, the spider-like Lao Qi suddenly looked up and saw a figure leaping down from the hole above. Instantly, the light inside the fortress dimmed. He shouted, "He's above!" Everyone quickly turned their guns and fired, but it was too late. Chen Chuan landed on the circular second-floor platform, immediately crouching down and rolling to the side. Several bullets whizzed past him. After getting up, he pushed off with his feet and charged towards a person not far away. The Long Sword scraped against the wall, creating a string of sparks. The person fired two shots at him, but Chen Chuan's speed was too fast, and he was almost skimming the ground, causing all shots to miss. Before the third shot could be fired, Chen Chuan made a diagonal slash, and with a whoosh, the person's head and shoulder flew off their body! Someone below exclaimed, "Lao Ba!" (Eighth Old) Chen Chuan's gaze was cold as he continued to advance. The next person was not far away. Seemingly afraid of accidentally hitting a teammate, they didn't fire at first. Then, they grabbed a heavy box beside them, their arm muscles bulging, and with a shout, threw it at him. Chen Chuan, seeing the box almost blocking his view, reached out and gently diverted it. Using Internal energy, the wooden box, weighing at least several hundred kilograms, was easily moved aside as if it were weightless. It burst open in mid-air, scattering countless debris onto the lower level, causing chaos. He used the force of deflecting the box to accelerate forward. A sharp Blade flash flashed, and the person's upper chest area detached from their body and flew away. At this moment, he saw gun muzzles aiming at him from below. He grabbed the half-body and used it as a shield. The gunshots rang out, but they were all blocked by the Implants on the corpse. He pushed the half-body, sending it crashing down towards the people below with a gust of wind. He started running again, heading towards the last person on this floor. The person looked fierce, dropped their rifle, and fired at him repeatedly with a pistol. However, he moved his feet left and right, dodging every bullet. After a few steps, he closed the distance. The blade thrust forward, but when it pierced the other person's chest, it seemed to meet a layer of resistance. Although not obvious in appearance, the person also had protective Implants! The person, impacted by the Strength of the knife, involuntarily took two steps back. However, seemingly confident in their bravery, they roared and reached out, grabbing the blade with both hands. Chen Chuan was expressionless, and with a twist and pull of his wrist, the person screamed. As he tried to take advantage of the opportunity to attack again, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He leaned back, his feet firmly planted on the ground. A black shadow flashed past him, then stuck to the wall with a thud. It moved its limbs wildly, climbing upwards like a spider, quickly disappearing into a crack. At this moment, his body was almost bent back at a forty-five-degree angle, as if a bowstring had been drawn to its limit. It felt like a huge Strength was pulling him forward, and he suddenly rushed forward. Because he had been slowed down earlier, the person in front and the robbers below were all firing at him, creating a crossfire. The surrounding walls were filled with bullet marks. At this moment, he felt something poke his ribs. It was a bullet hitting him, but it felt like a slight dent and slid off the protective gear. His eyes flickered slightly. He had been prepared to use Second Self to take the hit, but now it seemed unnecessary. The protective gear was indeed very effective, and he didn't even feel much impact. So, he simply stopped being cautious, covered his face with his hand, and charged directly into the bullets. The person opposite saw him coming and quickly retreated, firing several more shots along the way. However, the bullets that hit him all slipped off. Greatly frightened, he quickly stepped to the side, trying to jump to the first floor to escape. Chen Chuan then moved forward quickly. When he was within reach, an arc Blade flash swept from below, severing one of the person's feet. With a scream, they lost their balance and fell into the air. Chen Chuan took two steps forward. At this moment, he held the hilt of the knife with both hands, raised the Long Sword high above his head, shouted, and slashed down. With a clang, the person's head bounced up from the spot, then fell down, rolling all the way to Fang Dawei and the others' feet. At this time, seemingly knowing that shooting was useless, the surrounding gunshots stopped. Chen Chuan stood on the second floor, slowly turned around, swept the knife horizontally, lightly touching the ground, and looked down. Where he had just passed, blood gurgled from the corpses, dripping onto the ground below, splashing into droplets of blood. He had only been in here for a dozen breaths, but he had cleared the entire second floor. Everyone on this floor had been killed by him. The remaining people below looked up, and seeing him standing there with his knife, everyone's breathing became heavy, and their eyes turned red. Fang Dawei's eyes flickered, and he said, "Lao San, you guard the entrance, don't let the people below come up!" (Third Old) He was very clear-headed. The external shooting ports were basically all on the second floor. Now that Chen Chuan had killed everyone on the second floor, they couldn't suppress the outside. The Patrol Bureau might take this opportunity to rush up, so someone had to guard the main entrance, or they would be caught in a pincer attack, and then it would be over. Tong Qianjiang, who was closest to the entrance, heard the order, immediately pulled out his gun, fired a few shots outside, then stuck to the edge of the door, paying attention to the movements outside. Chen Chuan also took this opportunity to adjust his breathing and took a look at the general situation inside the sentry post. Excluding the seriously injured lying on the ground, there were probably five people standing within sight. One of them, a doctor-like figure, stood in the corner, his hands in the pockets of his lab coat, with a calm expression on his face, as if it was none of his business. Of the remaining four, the one taking the lead was undoubtedly Fang Dawei. The large man over two meters tall beside him should be Tong Baitao. He had seen Tong Qianjiang at the entrance, although he was wearing a mask at the time, he could recognize him by his figure and eyes. Finally, there was a small man, looking somewhat frightened, wearing glasses, and looking weak, completely unlike the others who were fierce. He seemed to be a technician. Guan Yumming's deputy said that Fang Dawei and his group had a total of six people with Implants. He had killed one at the entrance when he came in, and then killed two more on this floor. So there should be three more. Counting the person above who was constantly climbing around like a spider, there should only be Fang Dawei and Tong Baitao left. In fact, it could be seen from their appearance that the abnormalities on these two people were very obvious. So next, as long as he killed these three people, the remaining people would not be a big threat. He slowly held the Snow Emperor Blade horizontally in front of him. He had just killed several people in a row, but there was not a trace of blood on it. It was still as light as new, with a bone-chilling coldness. He waved the knife to the side, took a step forward, and jumped directly from the second floor. With a bang, he landed firmly, a cloud of dust rising up and slowly spreading out from around his body, then gradually subsiding, while he slowly straightened his body. Fang Dawei and the others exchanged glances, then slowly moved, surrounding him. At this time, Lao Qi also silently climbed from the cracks on the second floor to the top of the first floor, staring at the back of his head and neck. Tong Baitao then threw away the gun in his hand, and then took out two pure steel short sticks from his waist, and rushed towards him with a ferocious look. At this moment, the small man who looked like a technician also suddenly changed his original frightened appearance, became a face of ruthlessness, picked up a knife with both hands, and slashed towards his head like crazy. Chen Chuan looked calmly. Under the "Second Self" Merge, not only his Strength but also his reaction speed doubled. So at this moment, in his eyes, everything around him seemed to slow down. And regardless of whether it was in front or behind, even people who were not in his line of sight, their movements seemed to be faintly perceived by him through sound and smell and other information. Although Tong Baitao and the kid in front of him came at him at the same time, there was a sequence between the two. He just took half a step to the right towards the direction of the small kid, stretched out the Long Sword and dialed it up. The small kid was brought with the knife and turned towards Tong Baitao. To avoid the collision, Tong Baitao subconsciously slowed down his pace. At this time, Chen Chuan dialed the knife back. The small kid was originally deflected, causing one side of his body to be exposed to Chen Chuan. Under panic, he was desperately pulling the blade back. With his force, the whole person was brought back, and inevitably rushed forward a few steps in the case of losing balance. Chen Chuan then staggered half a step to the side. When the small kid crossed with himself, he gently patted the latter's head with the back of his hand. This move was almost the same as the action of hitting the sandbag when his Strength Technique was first achieved. With a snap, the small kid's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were all spurting blood. The whole head seemed to soften in an instant. Chen Chuan pressed the small kid's chest, stopped his body, and pushed it forward gently. The latter's body flew up and crashed into Tong Baitao behind! …… …… seaʀᴄh thё ηovelFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Chapter 89: Sudden Kill

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