Chapter 1 The Ruthless Lu Chi

Lu Chi killed the strong man with two clean and swift strikes, but he himself suffered considerable injuries. His fighting style was extremely fierce, relying entirely on a fearless, wound-for-wound, aggressive power.

He killed the strong man with two hammer blows, without alerting anyone. Then, he dragged the man's body to the front of the hospital entrance, propping him up against the corner of the wall.

From the lobby of the hospital building, it looked as if the strong man was simply tired of standing and was resting against the wall.

After doing all this, Lu Chi casually wrapped the wound on his palm with a strip of cloth, then silently slipped into the dark corridor.

Soon, Lu Chi heard footsteps coming from the stairs on the second floor.

He pressed himself against the corner of the wall, hiding in the blind spot, and watched as a figure with a glow stick descended from the second floor—it was "Old Miaozi," the one the strong man had been talking to on the walkie-talkie.

"Shift change! Go upstairs and get some sleep!" Old Miaozi walked toward the entrance, waving a handgun carelessly.

Lu Chi watched him walk past the corridor and toward the entrance, the back of his head completely exposed within his attack range.

He felt the hammer in his right hand tremble slightly, as if his qilin arm (legendary arm) couldn't restrain itself, wanting to smash down directly!

This was the perfect moment to attack!

Lu Chi stepped out of the corridor like a cat, the hammer in his hand raised once again like the Snow Drinking Saber, aimed at the back of Old Miaozi's head!

Just then, a surprised shout came from the stairs behind him on the second floor: "Old Miaozi? Old Bao? Why are you both coming down together?"

Lu Chi's head buzzed when he heard this, and his body instantly froze.

He never expected that a third bandit would come down from the second floor at this time and see him following behind Old Miaozi!

But because the light was too dim, the other man didn't see his face or movements clearly and mistook him for one of their companions!

In an instant, many ways to respond flashed through Lu Chi's mind.

But in the end, he threw all the extraneous thoughts behind him, and the hammer in his hand smashed down without mercy!

His identity had been exposed, but being able to eliminate two enemies could already be considered a good achievement.

The rest would just have to be a hard fight!

*Bang!*

Old Miaozi heard his companion's shout, but before he could turn around, he felt a darkness before his eyes, the world spun, and his body fell heavily forward!

At the same time, the third bandit realized something was wrong and decisively drew his gun and fired, shouting loudly, "Brother Xiao! Old Bao! Come down! Someone's broken in!"

Lu Chi killed two people in a row, decisively dropped the hammer, and drew the hunting rifle from behind him, firing directly at the source of the third bandit's voice. A flash of fire, dozens of steel pellets flew out, followed by a muffled groan and then a painful scream.

The hunting rifle in Lu Chi's hand was a weapon similar to a shotgun. Its bullets were made up of a large number of steel pellets and gunpowder, covering a wide area with extremely powerful destructive force!

Lu Chi strode toward the stairs to the second floor. The third bandit wasn't dead, but because he had lost the initiative, and one of the hunting rifle's pellets had hit his left eyeball, the intense pain and loss of sight made him almost dizzy.

He stubbornly fired three shots in a row, but none of them hit Lu Chi.

Lu Chi rushed up the stairs in a few large steps and kicked the man hard in the crotch. The man cried out, his body arching like a cooked shrimp!

Lu Chi gripped the barrel of the hunting rifle in reverse, using the heavy gunstock as a baseball bat, smashing it hard against the man's head.

Using the hunting rifle as a baseball bat was really the only option.

The hunting rifle needed to be reloaded after each use, and in this situation, Lu Chi had no chance to do so.

As for the gun of the bandit he had just killed...

Lu Chi didn't know how to use it.

*Bang!*

*Bang!*

*Bang!*

Lu Chi was extremely fast and hit extremely hard. Three blows broke the bandit's neck, his head flopped softly on his shoulder, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

*Tap tap tap!*

Soon, heavy footsteps came from the second floor.

Lu Chi knew that Ma Xiao and the remaining bandit must have heard the commotion and rushed out frantically.

Carrying the hunting rifle, he felt around on the body of the bandit he had just killed, took something, and turned to run.

As he passed the dead Old Miaozi, Lu Chi raised his leg again and stomped hard on the man's body, his figure quickly disappearing into the darkness of the first-floor corridor.

Just a few seconds later, a burly man with a shaved head ran out, holding a submachine gun.

Behind him was another man. The two of them stared at the carnage on the first floor, their eyes almost popping out of their heads.

"Three people... all dead?" Ma Xiao's eyebrows twitched wildly. These three men were his good brothers who had gone through thick and thin with him, but in just a few minutes, they had all become cold corpses!

"Damn it! Did the military police find us?" Old Bao said angrily.

"It can't be the military police. If it were the military police, this building would have been flattened long ago!" Ma Xiao turned on his flashlight and examined the messy footprints in the first-floor lobby, saying sharply, "The other person must also be a guy who escaped from the shelter, and there's only one unfamiliar footprint here besides ours! There's only one person!"

Before escaping from the shelter, Ma Xiao had seized a batch of supplies, including a dozen pairs of insulated boots. The five of them were wearing the same size boots, so their footprints were easy to distinguish.

At this time, in the hospital lobby, there was only one pair of bloody footprints with a different tread pattern from their shoes, making it easy to guess the number of people.

Each floor of the hospital building had three staircases for going up and down. Ma Xiao and Old Bao followed the bloody footprints to the staircase, where they saw a pair of bloody shoes discarded in the corner.

"Damn it, this guy is really cunning!" the two men cursed.

In the huge, dark hospital, no one could be sure where Lu Chi had run off to.

"Throw away the glow sticks." Ma Xiao said in a low voice, "We can't confirm the other person's position, and the other person can't confirm our position either..."

The two threw away the glow sticks and carefully went to the second floor, lowering their breathing to blend their bodies with the darkness.

They groped forward carefully, trying to find Lu Chi's hiding place in the darkness with their eyes.

"Did you check Old Miaozi's bodies just now? Were their weapons taken?" Ma Xiao lowered his voice, asking Old Bao in an almost mosquito-like hum.

"No, their weapons are still there." Old Bao replied.

Ma Xiao frowned.

He had seen the bodies of his subordinates just now, but he felt like something was missing, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

"What is it?" Ma Xiao pondered.

He tried to recall the scene he had seen on the first floor just now.

Three corpses.

Blood everywhere.

And some scattered... black plastic fragments near Old Miaozi's body.

Plastic fragments?

Ma Xiao's whole body felt a chill.

"Quick! Throw away the walkie-talkies!" Ma Xiao was covered in cold sweat and reached for the walkie-talkie on his belt.

He finally realized what was missing from his subordinate's body—the walkie-talkie!

Lu Chi had snatched one walkie-talkie and smashed two, leaving the remaining two as the lighthouses he would use to pinpoint Ma Xiao and Old Bao's exact locations in the darkness!

"I can hear you!" Just then, the walkie-talkie on Ma Xiao's waist suddenly crackled to life, and Lu Chi's cold voice came through.

The voice came from the walkie-talkie, piercingly loud in the silent darkness.

Accompanying this voice was a dazzling flash of fire!

Standing in the elevator room on the second floor, Lu Chi held the reloaded hunting rifle in one hand, the muzzle spraying out a deadly flame in the direction of the walkie-talkie, illuminating his cold, cruel face in the darkness, like a demon...