Let Everyone Unite Against a Common Enemy

"Uh... okay, yes, yes, yes."

The criminal police Captain felt like he had been granted a pardon. He didn't dare ask Lu Bai why he had taken his gun and hurriedly told his team to run away.

After running wildly for two turns and making sure that Lu Bai was out of sight, he nervously slowed down.

During this time, the criminal police Captain felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest, fearing that Lu Bai would suddenly change his mind and kill their team with a single finger.

A police officer with prominent cheekbones, panting heavily, mustered the courage to glance back and exclaimed with relief, "Luckily, Captain Jia, you know Lu Bai, otherwise we'd all probably be done for."

What are you saying?

Captain Jia gave a low shout and quickly covered the mouth of his teammate, "You're being disrespectful! That's Brother Bai!"

None of the officers present mocked their Captain for quickly sliding to his knees; they all wholeheartedly agreed.

His words were filled with the joy of escaping death.

"Yes, yes, Brother Bai."

"Honestly, that person's aura is terrifying."

"Don't laugh at me, but I could barely stand at the time."

"Alright." Captain Jia stopped the team members' discussion and gave a concluding speech. "In short, we saw the changes in the sky and stopped the search operation in advance. We didn't encounter Brother Bai during the operation. Does everyone understand?"

Seeing his team members nod in agreement, Captain Jia felt relieved and explained, "Of course, I don't think anyone will question it. As long as the higher-ups are still thinking straight, they won't allow this arrest operation to continue."

Inside a luxurious house in the old town.

The living room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; it was completely silent.

Changhu glanced at the solemn expressions on everyone's faces and sneered, "Why isn't anyone saying anything? If you regret it, just say so, and I can take the trouble to kill you all first."

The three high school students who looked somewhat alike exchanged glances.

The eldest of the triplets frowned, about to retort, but before he could speak...

"Changhu, now is not the time for infighting."

The Glasses Man pushed up his glasses, his voice completely flat.

Changhu braced himself on the Desktop, leaned forward, and suddenly grinned. "Internal strife? No, no, no, it's a failed plan. We need to get rid of the losers."

"It's not a complete failure; at least we've confirmed the abilities Smiling Face possesses." The Glasses Man raised an eyebrow.

As deathmatch fighters, they all knew that Gold level ability couldn't erase the sun; it could only be achieved through some kind of trickery.

Whether it's widespread cognitive distortion or some kind of smokescreen, it doesn't matter which type it is, but what's certain is that it's not an ability to enhance combat power.

"Heh, so after all this planning, you still have to resort to direct combat in the end." Although Changhu was still mocking, his attitude had become slightly more respectful.

The Glasses Man ignored Changhu's words and continued, "The sun disappeared for about thirty seconds, but the black characters in the sky remained for a long time."

Does the duration depend on the area covered? Or is the Smiling Face just intentionally designed to look longer?

If there were no time limit, then the strength of this ability should exceed the level of gold. Is it a combined ability? Did Smiling Face hold back an ability from the previous round?

"If you ask me, that's bullshit!"

Changhu showed no mercy to the Glasses Man: "Don't you know how difficult it is to achieve the [unbelievable] rating in a deathmatch? Don't forget, we were both ranked first in the last round of Deathmatch Showdown, and we're still far from getting that rating."

"To be on the safe side, we cannot rule out this possibility."

The Glasses Man tapped his fingers lightly on the Desktop: "No, just pretend it's true, and spread the word."

He turned to look at the triplets standing beside him.

"The remaining deathmatch fighters in this Deathmatch Arena should all have moved to the old town area. Please ask Brother Er Xi to inform everyone about this."

"Faced with a Deathmatcher who has retained a color ability, the rest of us Deathmatchers must unite."

The Glasses Man deliberately emphasized the words "color ability".

There's no need to investigate the truth or falsehood; just label them first, as long as the remaining fighters are united in their hatred of the enemy.

"By the way, let me remind everyone again that Smiling Face's behavior will definitely shock the natives of this world. So, given the threat to their survival, it seems only natural that the natives would do everything in their power to fulfill Smiling Face's demands."

Upon hearing this, veins bulged on Changhu's temples, and his entire body emanated a murderous aura that warned others to stay away.

"As expected, even though we're working together, I still can't help but want to kill you."

The Glasses Man casually pushed up the frame of his glasses.

"Changhu, why bother? You know I majored in journalism."

"I don't know."

A girl with cat ears on her head said aggrievedly, "Smiling Face Boss, I really didn't mean to cause you any trouble. I just live here."

Lu Bai smiled approvingly, then chopped off the cat-eared girl's head with a single stroke.

"If you don't know, you'll get stabbed."

After giving a brief summary, Lu Bai turned to the girl in the floral dress on the other side. "So, do you know?"

The girl in floral dress was also around seventeen or eighteen years old. She stared blankly at Lu Bai, hesitated for a moment, and then replied softly, "I... I don't have any detection abilities..."

Lu Bai nodded, raising the Long Fang in his hand. "To not even blink an eye at the death of a partner, he deserves punishment."

"Don't want!"

The girl in floral dress almost screamed, and before her Long Fang fell out, she frantically tried to cover it up. "Aying and I have been hiding here since last night. We saw several people who looked like deathmatch fighters pass by. Take me with you; if I see them, I'll definitely recognize them."

Having already survived this long, she figured that if she persisted a little longer, she might be able to reach the third round of the Ability Pool and change her fate against all odds. Of course, she was unwilling to give up easily.

Lu Bai smiled gently, "You pass."

"That..."

Puff!

Tsk~

A large amount of blood gushed out from the broken neck.

[Bite!]

[Points +4, Current Points: 98, Current Rank: 1/67]

"I was just kidding."

Lu Bai gave a brief explanation to the corpse, then put away his Long Fang and turned to leave the bungalow.

To be honest, just knowing what he looks like doesn't mean much to him.

He wasn't appointed as a team leader in the Special Affairs Bureau's field operations department for nothing.

After the location information of the Death Fighters was released, he went to check the resident information of Jiangyu City in detail, and he remembered the appearance of many residents who were suspected of being Death Fighters.

If those suspected residents appeared elsewhere, there might be a chance of mistaken identity, but if they come to the old town now, there's no doubt they'll be stabbed first.