A Killing Spree

These days, it was hard to go anywhere without a vehicle, especially for Lu Li, who was lame.

Fortunately, Xiao Cha was at the peak of Bone Forging. She had the strength of a weightlifter and the explosive power of a sprinter. Her physical abilities had reached the limits of an ordinary person.

She pulled the handcart at a brisk run, her rounded bottom swaying from side to side as she happily reached a speed of thirty kilometers per hour.

The ride was so bumpy that Lu Li had to grip the edge of the cart tightly.

An hour later, the two arrived at Guo Zhuang, just outside the city.

It was a courtyard residence about half the size of a football field.

A blue-brick wall more than a zhang tall surrounded it, topped with barbed wire. The place looked just like a prison.

Xiao Cha was worrying about how to climb over when Lu Li narrowed his eyes and activated his Heavenly Eye, seeing countless human silhouettes through the walls—

"Twenty adults, and a few children... The Organ Refining martial artist is in the largest main hall, in the middle!"

In Lu Li's field of vision, one silhouette shone especially brightly and clearly. It had to be the greatest threat—Yi Qingchuan.

Xiao Cha looked astonished. "How do you know that? Did you activate your Heavenly Eye?"

The girl had inadvertently hit the mark, but Lu Li avoided answering. Instead, he handed her a shotgun.

"Since Yi Qingchuan is here, we came to the right place. We can't sneak in, so let's fight our way in."

"But they outnumber us, and they have an Organ Refining martial artist..."

Though Xiao Cha took the gun, she couldn't help hesitating.

Just then, a small door beside the manor's main gate opened, and two burly men came out carrying a body wrapped in a straw mat.

Lu Li hobbled over.

Seeing him approach, the two men in blue robes warily dropped the straw mat, pulled daggers from their clothes, and shouted from a distance:

"What do you want?"

"State your name!"

Lu Li glanced at the discarded mat. Inside were several tiny corpses.

Without a word, Lu Li pulled out his shotgun and fired.

With a deafening boom, twelve steel pellets roared forth, blasting a fist-sized hole through one man's chest!

He toppled backward and died without a sound.

The two sides were nearly thirty meters apart. A shotgun's real range was far greater than it was in a game, and there was no need to aim carefully when firing.

With a crisp clack, Lu Li worked the pump to chamber another round. Without even looking, he fired again, and the other man erupted in a spray of blood before dropping dead.

Xiao Cha had only just caught up. She and Lu Li went to examine the bodies wrapped in the straw mat.

Tong Shao wasn't among them. Lu Li gently closed the eyes of the dead, then covered them again with the mat.

By then, a jumble of shouts had risen from inside the courtyard.

Holding his gun, Lu Li strode toward the small door. Though he limped, his back was utterly resolute.

A shotgun had a nickname: "the master key." One shot could blast a gaping hole in a door, making it perfect for breaking in.

Especially with the wooden doors of this era, which still used wooden latches. Lu Li raised his gun and blew the door open, then walked straight inside.

"Which damn thief is looking to die!"

A crowd of men in blue robes charged over, carrying daggers and spears. Some even held up a door panel as they shouted for the others to kill him.

Most of these traffickers had Bone Forging cultivation, and they moved with explosive speed!

Lu Li entered Spirit Concentration State, slowing his enemies, then raised his shotgun and took aim.

Once upon a time, shotguns had been considered inhumane weapons. They had even sparked lawsuits under international law demanding their prohibition.

The proper targets for these things were large beasts like wild boars and bears. Using them on people really was too cruel.

But Lu Li thought they were great!

He squeezed the trigger again and again. Amid the thunderous blasts, row after row of steel pellets roared out, ripping into the charging traffickers and turning them into chunks of bloody, tattered flesh!

Only the fellow carrying the door panel was lucky. The pellets smashed through the panel but only blasted one of his arms off.

He clutched the severed limb and howled on the ground. His remaining accomplices turned pale and scattered for cover.

"That bastard's got a gun!"

"Where are our guns? Hurry up and get them!"

Lu Li happened to be pulling cartridges from his pocket. He calmly loaded them into the chamber, then casually shot the howling enemy dead once he'd finished.

At that moment, a Type 38 Rifle slowly poked out of a window, trying to take a stealthy shot.

It was the main weapon of the Izumo Army, with excellent performance.

But before it could do anything, Lu Li swung his gun around and fired!

The steel pellets shattered the window frame, then turned the ambusher's head into a bloody honeycomb.

His movements flowed as smoothly as running water. Following behind him, Xiao Cha was dumbstruck; she couldn't find a chance to fire.

By then, no one dared to stop them.

Lu Li and Xiao Cha entered the western side room together.

A few especially small human silhouettes were inside, and Tong Shao was likely among them.

But when they entered, Xiao Cha's face turned deathly pale.

Several children lay on the floor... their bodies twisted beyond recognition.

Most had already stopped moving. Only one still drew breath.

He opened his eyes and whispered, "Sister Xiao Cha..."

"You're... Big Head!" Xiao Cha went over and tremblingly reached out to touch his oversized head.

Big Head murmured, "I'm in so much pain, Sister Xiao Cha. Please put me out of my misery..."

"I... I..." Xiao Cha couldn't bring herself to do it.

Lu Li had experienced a broken leg himself. He could tell the child had multiple comminuted fractures all over his body. The best time for treatment had passed, and there was no cure for him now.

He sighed and reached for the pistol at his waist...

But just then, the child's head lolled to the side and he died on his own. At least Xiao Cha had been there with him, and his little face was relatively peaceful.

Lu Li raised his gun and walked outside.

At that moment, starlike light shone once again in his eyes.

The remaining enemies were all hiding behind walls, too afraid to show themselves. Someone shouted:

"Where's Steward Yi? Has anyone gone to alert him?"

"The old gentleman's in the main hall. He must've heard all this!"

Meanwhile, inside the main hall of Guo Zhuang.

Naturally, this largest and finest room was Yi Qingchuan's quarters.

There was even a hidden cellar beneath it!

It held not only money, but also a black hand-cranked telephone.

Yi Qingchuan was chatting animatedly into the receiver. "Thanks to you, we've found another spiritually gifted girl."

"Oh, and we also found a 'Watery Charm.' Her looks and temperament are absolutely top-notch. The Young Master could bring her into his chambers and unwind."

After humbly reporting a few more things, Yi Qingchuan bowed and scraped as he hung up the phone.

Then his expression turned cold, and he returned to his sinister demeanor. He paced over to the prison at the other end of the cellar.

It had a bed and a pillow, and the conditions were decent. Tong Shao was being held there.

When she saw Yi Qingchuan approach, the girl cowered in the far corner, facing the wall as she whispered:

"You'll get what's coming to you."

"Ha! What's coming to me?"

Hearing that, Yi Qingchuan couldn't help wanting to laugh... But just then, his ears twitched. He faintly heard the roar of gunfire!

His gaze turned cold, and with a whoosh, he vanished from the spot.