Chapter 92

Dozens of fires raged from the guesthouses and inns, flames shooting up to the sky.

The mountain wind blew, and the fire continued to spread further.

What was supposed to be a pleasant National Day holiday turned into a dangerous farce.

Even the sky was illuminated, as if a layer of evening glow had drifted out from the midnight curtain.

Countless tourists ran out of the inns to seek emergency shelter, then experienced a shooting, and all fell into a chaotic frenzy, fleeing madly.

The last two criminals hid in the crowd, holding Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen hostage, and hurriedly headed towards the parking lot.

The time traveler could be bound again if lost, and a companion could be found again if lost.

At this moment, as long as they left Laojun Mountain by car, everything would still be in time.

However, just as they were about to escape, the leader of the criminals suddenly turned back.

His gaze pierced through the chaotic crowd, and he saw a masked teenager looking right at him through the crowd.

The teenager was surrounded by panicked tourists, with a raging fire behind him.

But there was no chaos in the teenager's eyes; there was only him.

The leader's heart trembled, and he suddenly had a foreboding feeling.

He knew he had been targeted, and the other party would not let him off until he was dead.

The leader recalled the moment when Old Six was shot down cleanly and felt an inexplicable chill.

If it weren't for Hu Xiaoniu standing between them, he would have been the one to die.

"Winter, if we don't kill this kid today, we won't be able to get away," the leader said. "When we get to the parking lot, watch my signal."

As he spoke, the leader, dressed in a black windbreaker, pulled out a gun and fired two shots, one into Hu Xiaoniu's abdomen and the other into Zhang Tianzhen's, letting them fall to the ground slowly.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Winter was shocked.

"That kid might know these two students. Let's see if they can buy us some time. Besides, we can't afford to be weighed down if we want to ambush the other party," the leader said, then left Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen and headed into the parking lot.

There were hundreds of buses parked here, providing natural cover.

It was like a maze that blocked the view.

Qingchen quietly came to Hu Xiaoniu's side, and after confirming that he was still breathing, he immediately took out Hu Xiaoniu's phone and dialed 120.

There was a clinic in the scenic area, and while the doctors and nurses might not have seen gunshot wounds before, the injuries to Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen were in the abdominal area, not fatal.

As long as the medical staff arrived in time, they should be able to save them.

He said to Hu Xiaoniu, who was lying on the ground, "I've called for help; the ambulance will be here soon. I'll stay here with you. Don't worry; it's not a fatal wound, you'll be fine."

But Hu Xiaoniu suddenly struggled to his feet, grabbing Qingchen's sleeve. His lips were pale, and his voice trembled as he said, "I know you're very capable. Please help me kill those two criminals!"

Qingchen glanced at the maze-like parking lot.

Before he could say anything, Hu Xiaoniu suddenly said, "You're Liu Dezhu's man, right? Please help me get revenge. Afterward, I'll pay Liu Dezhu double the gold bars, just like last time! The two heroes from Kunlun can't die in vain! Don't worry about us!"

Qingchen was silent for a moment. He didn't know what had happened to make Hu Xiaoniu so agitated, willing to risk his own life to seek revenge.

He said softly, "Stay here and don't move. Cover your wounds. Don't worry, they will die today."

With that, he looked at the maze-like parking lot and stepped in.

This was a perilous moment, as he knew the criminals were waiting for him.

In a maze, whoever enters first has the absolute advantage: vision, terrain, and timing.

It seemed that every element of the battle was against Qingchen.

But this time, Qingchen didn't seem to care about the gold bars; he just wanted to kill tonight.

He thought for a moment and then climbed onto the roof of a bus on all fours.

The thin metal roof made no sound as he stepped on it.

As he moved to the other edge of the roof, he was surprised to see a criminal standing still below.

The criminal seemed to be in thick, sticky glue, making it extremely difficult to raise the gun even a centimeter.

Qingchen suddenly looked to the other side.

There, a person in a hoodie stood in the shadows, wearing a black mask.

The person extended an arm and opened their palm toward the criminal on the ground.

It was as if they were controlling the criminal's fate with one hand.

A time traveler!

And a legendary extraordinary being!

Qingchen pondered, is this ability related to gravity?

The hooded time traveler tilted their head to the east: "This one is done for, and the other one ran away. Leave him to you."

A female voice came from behind the mask.

Qingchen was stunned, instantly understanding:

The two criminals were hiding behind the car, planning to ambush him, but were controlled by this mysterious time traveler.

Because the ability was too bizarre, the criminal leader abandoned his companion and fled.

Qingchen sized up the person, who was about 176 cm tall, with a slim and well-proportioned figure, but standing in the darkness, he couldn't see the face.

At first, he thought the person was tall and the loose hoodie hid the figure, so he assumed it was a man.

But it turned out to be a girl, with a young voice.

"What are you waiting for? If you wait any longer, they'll get away," the mysterious girl said.

The sound of an engine was already coming from the distance. Qingchen saw the business car he had seen earlier start up, with the criminal leader in the driver's seat, flooring the gas and heading down the mountain road.

Qingchen didn't hesitate. He leaped off the bus roof, took the criminal's gun, and started running.

The girl in the shadows watched Qingchen leave. When she noticed he was barefoot, with blood on his feet, she was stunned. But the teenager seemed to feel no pain.

She slowly stepped out of the shadows and stood next to the criminal, quietly watching him kneel on the cement ground.

The next second, her palm, which had been open, suddenly closed.

The kneeling criminal immediately screamed, his legs pressed hard against the ground, and the pressure made his knees crack.

"This is a punishment for those who died tonight," the girl said softly, then put her hands in her hoodie pockets and walked back into the shadows.

In the parking lot, only the criminal with shattered knees remained, moaning in pain.

...

The black business car was driving down the mountain road, but due to the many U-turns and narrow bends, the criminal couldn't speed up.

Gunshots kept coming from behind, and the criminal was terrified. The teenager had excellent aim, hitting the car even while moving at high speed.

But the criminal was somewhat relieved that they had chosen subsonic bullets to reduce the sound for the Glock 34 pistol and silencer.

These bullets had no advantages other than silencing, with an effective range of less than 20 meters even with the silencer.

They were only suitable for close-range assassination!

At this moment, the criminal was somewhat relieved that they had used subsonic bullets; otherwise, he might already be dead!

The gunshots gradually stopped, and the teenager seemed to have run out of bullets, throwing away the gun.

But Qingchen didn't stop running.

In the rearview mirror, the criminal saw the masked teenager on the road, like a lone wolf, relentlessly pursuing him, as if determined to tear him apart.