A Mere Flesh Wound

"What are you talking about?"

Ke Jianghao lowered his raised hands slightly, looking utterly confused. "By natives, do you mean us?"

Though he was full of curiosity, no one was going to explain things to him in a situation like this.

Clang~

The blade lightly brushed against the edge of the checkout counter.

Holding the Eight-Sided Han Sword, Lu Bai smiled as he walked toward Common Face, who held the gun.

Paired with his unhurried pace, he looked less like he was about to chop someone up and more like he had just finished eating and was taking a stroll to aid digestion.

Common Face did not sense much intimidation from Lu Bai's expression, yet he felt vaguely uneasy, as though something terrifying would happen the moment he pulled the trigger.

He instinctively took half a step back and quickly said, "Personally, I'm not much of a fan of violence."

Lu Bai tilted his head slightly without saying a word.

"What I mean is, why don't we play a game? That way, we can avoid hurting innocent people." Common Face tipped his chin toward Ke Jianghao and the others.

Naturally, Lu Bai could hear the hidden implication in Common Face's words.

"To be honest, I don't think threatening me with them would work, but..."

Halfway through, the smile in his eyes grew even kinder. "I happen to want to learn more about you people. Go on, what game?"

Hearing that, Common Face grinned. He raised the hand holding the gun slightly to show that he had no intention of attacking, then slowly walked to within about a meter of Lu Bai.

Click!

Common Face slapped the Brocade-shell pistol onto the checkout counter beside them. "How much do you know about Russian Roulette?"

Of course, Lu Bai had heard of this infamous game of gambling with one's life.

"One bullet in the chamber, taking turns pulling the trigger against your own head, and the last one standing wins..."

He glanced at the Brocade-shell pistol on the counter, the corner of his mouth twitching as he said hesitantly, "But that thing isn't a revolver."

"Haha, you don't need to question my mental state. You can check this gun's information first."

Common Face confidently pushed the Brocade-shell pistol toward Lu Bai, apparently not worried that Lu Bai would turn hostile the moment he got hold of it.

Lu Bai reached out and touched the Brocade-shell pistol. A string of information immediately appeared before his eyes.

[Shuangying's Sidearm (Silver): Infinite ammunition, no need to replace magazines, but each time it is used, there is a certain chance that there will be no bullet in the gun.]

"This..."

After reading the description of the Brocade-shell pistol, Lu Bai was momentarily speechless, unsure how to comment.

Frankly speaking, this thing violated the laws of the material world in a sense, but why was its actual effect so pathetic?

"Well? Want to play a round?" Common Face rubbed his hands together.

Lu Bai picked up the Brocade-shell pistol and toyed with it. After steadying his emotions, he said as evenly as possible, "I can see it now. Every one of you has some special trick. Since this gun is yours, what is his ability?"

The muscular man by the entrance, built like a bodybuilder, frowned. "That has nothing to do with the game you're playing."

Lu Bai sighed and lazily raised the gun at the muscular man.

Without deliberately restraining himself, a brilliant smile reappeared on his face. "I never agreed to play. And I'm threatening you. You'd better understand what I'm doing right now as an interrogation."

"You dare play me?" Common Face's expression darkened, though he remained fairly composed.

"Don't make it sound so ambiguous. You were clearly planning to shoot from the beginning."

Lu Bai waved a hand. "The reason you held back was, hmm... probably because you still weren't sure what my ability was. To be safe, you decided to have me play this so-called roulette game with you instead.

"On top of that, you dared hand the gun over to me. If I'm not mistaken, that guy's ability is probably to control the odds of there being no bullet in the gun, right? Something like manipulating luck?"

Click~

He casually pulled the trigger. Sure enough, no bullet came out of the barrel.

"Just as expected."

Lu Bai nodded, stuffed the Brocade-shell pistol into his pocket, and showed absolutely no intention of returning it.

He had never planned to follow the other man's rules. Getting the Brocade-shell pistol so easily was already an unexpected bonus.

He no longer doubted Common Face's mental state. Now, he was only worried about the guy's intelligence.

After all, even if the other side could make the Brocade-shell pistol fail in his hands, Lu Bai lost nothing. Meanwhile, they had lost a weapon with infinite ammunition.

"Looks like negotiations have broken down... Brother Niu." Common Face helplessly shrugged and called out to the burly man.

Brother Niu silently pulled a police pistol from his clothes and expressionlessly aimed it at Lu Bai.

At the same time, Common Face also took a police pistol from his pocket. It looked like both guns had been obtained from the same police station.

"Now, you can gamble on whether there's a bullet in my gun..."

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, Common Face decisively pulled the trigger. Clearly, his earlier words had only been meant to distract Lu Bai.

Two crisp gunshots rang out, and wisps of smoke drifted from the muzzles.

"Ah!!!"

A series of screams echoed through the store.

Ke Jianghao's muscles tensed all over as he swiftly dragged Ke Jiangni behind a shelf.

When it came to guns, all he could do was pray for the best.

It could not be helped. The teachers and students who had escaped from the campus might not understand what Lu Bai and the others were talking about, but they certainly knew what gunfire meant.

They had barely managed to quietly observe the situation before. After the shots, it was hard to calm down again.

Zheng Xiaoming, for instance, went weak in the legs and collapsed onto the floor, his mind blank as he trembled nonstop.

After screaming, Wu Ya unconsciously followed the others behind the shelf.

She kept muttering, "Classmate Lu... Lu Bai was shot..."

Since Lu Bai had his back to them, she was not sure where he had been hit.

The only thing she could be certain of was that after the gunshot, she had seen a flash of blood spray from Lu Bai's body.

"Calm down, calm down! Don't forget the supernatural ability Lu Bai showed before." Ke Jianghao's head throbbed from listening to her, and he hurriedly tried to reassure her.

Meanwhile.

"Hiss~"

Lu Bai sucked in a sharp breath from the pain. Clutching his wound, he staggered back two steps. "No wonder villains die from talking too much."

The fact that he could still make fun of himself meant he did not think he was seriously hurt.

He had indeed been on guard against Common Face shooting, but he had not expected Brother Niu to be so shameless as well.

He had barely dodged the shot Common Face had aimed at his head, but Brother Niu's shot could only be taken head-on.

Fortunately, police pistols were not known for their stopping power to begin with, and Lu Bai's muscle tissue had been strengthened by the Zombie Virus.

With [Super Regeneration], taking a shot like this and calling himself completely unscathed would be an exaggeration—

It was just a flesh wound.

At most, the large pool of blood looked a little frightening.

Common Face did not know that. No matter how he looked at it, Lu Bai seemed on the verge of death.

So he walked over without concern and pressed the muzzle against Lu Bai's head.

"You're pretty capable, huh? Dodging bullets and all."