Quest: Kill the remaining 269 members of the Li Family Manor (200/269).
You had to admit, that was a pretty round number.
Lin Zhiluo closed the quest panel.
At that moment, he was hiding on the second floor of the villa.
That was right. After running out through the villa's front door, he had doubled back and quietly sneaked back to the second floor.
As the saying went, the most dangerous place was the safest.
How could the people downstairs have guessed
that the Death God who had just reaped their brothers' lives was now right above them?
Lin Zhiluo had heard every word Shouhou, Rong Zhan, and Li Haobo had just said.
Dismember me? Make me pay? I was about to say the same things to you. Lin Zhiluo sneered inwardly.
However, Lin Zhiluo wasn't about to let his guard down.
That was why he had retreated just now.
After all, the people in the hall had plenty of combat experience, and there were a lot of them.
They weren't like zombies.
When fighting zombies, Lin Zhiluo only had to pay attention to the details of the battle.
But people were unpredictable and could resort to underhanded tricks.
To avoid getting caught off guard, and to prevent a mistake while being surrounded by so many people,
Lin Zhiluo had wisely chosen to retreat in time.
What's more, Lin Zhiluo had made another very wise decision.
He hadn't let his eagerness for revenge lead him to kill Li Haobo right away.
There was no doubt that Li Haobo was the biggest deadweight on the team.
As long as Li Haobo was with them,
Rong Zhan and the others would have to make him their priority and devote most of their attention to him.
They might even send some people to escort Li Haobo to safety.
That was exactly what Lin Zhiluo wanted.
If facing more than sixty people posed some risk,
then Lin Zhiluo could easily handle more than thirty.
Sure enough, the people downstairs did exactly what Lin Zhiluo had expected.
Although they kept their voices very low,
Lin Zhiluo, hidden in the darkness and suppressing every trace of his presence,
still figured out what they were saying by reading their lips.
"Uncle Zhao, take the young master and Shouhou into the secret passage. The rest of us will stay outside and stop the killer."
Rong Zhan was discussing their plans with the Silver-haired Butler.
Lin Zhiluo couldn't help taking another look at the Silver-haired Butler.
He didn't remember the man from anything he knew about the Li Family.
So Lin Zhiluo decided to check Rong Zhan and the Silver-haired Butler's status panels.
But the moment he brought up their status panels,
the Silver-haired Butler suddenly glanced around warily and said, "That person hasn't left. I sense he may be watching us."
At that, Lin Zhiluo immediately withdrew his gaze.
That was unexpected. He hadn't realized the Silver-haired Butler was an expert.
His strength was even a whole tier above Rong Zhan's.
After all, Rong Zhan hadn't noticed Lin Zhiluo reading his lips.
But when Lin Zhiluo looked at the Silver-haired Butler—Steward Zhao—he'd been detected at once.
Even if they could sense his presence,
they still couldn't find where Lin Zhiluo was.
Lin Zhiluo hid himself again and leisurely examined their information.
[Basic Information] Nickname: Hunting Mercenary Group Leader Title: Zombie Hunter Level: 5 ... [Basic Information] Nickname: Zhao Qiguang Title: None Level: 2
The information above belonged to Rong Zhan, while the information below belonged to Uncle Zhao.
Rong Zhan's level was high.
Of course, that was only compared to ordinary people.
Compared with a freakish player like Lin Zhiluo, who had already reached Level 8 on the third day of the apocalypse, he was nowhere close.
Uncle Zhao's real name should be Zhao Qiguang.
He had been protecting Li Haobo at the Li Family Manor the whole time, which was why he had only reached Level 2.
But if you judged these two by their levels alone, you'd be looking at things far too narrowly.
Just like Lin Zhiluo, whose Spirit attribute had been far ahead of everyone else's from the start,
one of these men had spent years on the battlefield, while the other had devoted years to training in ancient martial arts.
Their physical attributes were at least seven or eight points higher than the average person's, if not more.
Some people might not even reach their level of physical attributes by Level 10.
Lin Zhiluo had also noticed that Rong Zhan was wearing three Bronze Grade pieces of equipment.
He had probably gathered all the mercenary group's equipment and given it to himself.
Zhao Qiguang, on the other hand, wasn't wearing any equipment.
Just as Lin Zhiluo finished checking their attributes,
something stirred downstairs.
They had finished discussing how to deal with him.
Lin Zhiluo changed positions and peered out again.
Uncle Zhao and Li Haobo had disappeared from the middle of the hall, along with a large group of mercenaries.
Only Rong Zhan and a small number of mercenaries remained in the center of the hall.
And among those mercenaries were the seriously wounded and those who still couldn't see.
Sigh. Rong Zhan really thinks too highly of himself.
This arrangement couldn't have made things easier for Lin Zhiluo.
Rong Zhan plopped down on the sofa.
Though he had no idea where Lin Zhiluo was, he still called out, "Come out and show yourself. Hiding your face like this doesn't suit someone of your stature."
Lin Zhiluo couldn't help curling his lips.
What a lousy attempt at provoking me.
But it was understandable.
Rong Zhan's real aim
was to buy time for Li Haobo and the others to get away.
Well, too bad for you!
You want to stall me? Then I won't let you have your way.
Lin Zhiluo pulled out a dagger
and threw it at the large chandelier hanging over the middle of the hall.
The swift dagger hit the chandelier's suspension cable dead-on, severing one of its wires.
The chandelier's light went out at once.
The once-bright hall grew much darker.
In that gloom,
a deep, muffled horn sounded.
A white zombie cat the size of a leopard appeared beside Lin Zhiluo.
Lin Zhiluo had used the Silver Grade item [Zombie Cat Horn].
The zombie cat's eyes were vacant, and it had no independent will.
There were two ways to control it.
The first was to give it a specific target.
The second was to control it with his own consciousness.
If he gave it a specific target, the zombie cat would be far too rigid.
Only by controlling it himself could he bring out its true agility.
Lin Zhiluo naturally chose to control the zombie cat with his own consciousness.
What's more, he planned to do two things at once!
As he controlled the zombie cat to leap down from the second floor,
Lin Zhiluo moved too!
The chandelier, its cable severed, was already plummeting.
It was falling straight toward the sofa where Rong Zhan sat.
Rong Zhan had reacted as soon as the hall went dark.
He sprang up, dodging the chandelier's path.
But the seriously wounded and blinded men had been placed around the sofa.
They weren't so lucky.
They couldn't move their bodies at all as the chandelier came crashing down.
It slammed into the floor,
pinning them beneath it.
The extravagant chandelier had cost the Li Family ten million yuan.
All its enormous light bulbs shattered.
Glass shards flew everywhere, cutting into the bodies of numerous mercenaries.
Several of the chandelier's sharp decorative pieces pierced straight through the mercenaries beneath it.
Who knew how many mercenaries died in that agony?
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