Luck

The three bikers dismounted their motorcycles, clutching shotguns with terrifying close-range power—weapons that even a Tier 2 defensive-type post-apocalyptic warrior would not dare to face head-on. They cautiously formed a perimeter, closing in on the grocery store where Xia Leng was hiding.

Although they held the advantage in firepower, they knew their enemy was a Baptized One, and they had to proceed with extreme caution.

Each man's palms were slick with sweat, wishing their reflexes could match the speed of their eyes so they could pull the trigger and turn their target into a honeycomb the moment they saw him.

Xia Leng leaned against a corner, positioned in their blind spot, his dark gun barrel aimed at the road ahead. The moment an enemy appeared, he would be able to take one of them out first!

The three burly men outside were exceptionally careful, taking nearly several minutes to shuffle across the ten-meter path.

However, this only increased the pressure on them, as they were exposed in the open under the scorching sun.

One member, who hadn't yet been willing to take off his sunglasses, perhaps grew dizzy from the heat and failed to notice a protruding piece of concrete, catching his right foot on it.

"Damn it!"

He blurted out a curse instinctively, his center of gravity shifted, and he stumbled, crashing violently toward the ground!

In doing so, he fell directly into the line of sight of the grocery store!

As the unlucky biker fell, he caught a glimpse of Xia Leng leaning against the corner of the store, the dark muzzle of his gun aimed directly at him...

BANG!!!

A thunderous gunshot echoed across the town!

The moment the man entered his field of vision, Xia Leng pulled the trigger by reflex!

Raising the gun, locking onto the target, and calculating the trajectory—all of this was completed in a split second!

Before the man even hit the ground, the high-speed bullet had precisely pierced the center of his forehead!

The entire process had taken less than half a second!

The remaining two bikers froze upon seeing the corpse on the ground. Their companion had merely tripped and fallen; how did he end up with a hole in his head?

"Damn it!! That bastard has a gun too!!"

Once they reacted, they immediately scrambled to the cover of the adjacent wall.

One of the bikers raised his heavy-duty shotgun and pulled the trigger toward the source of the gunshot, firing straight through the wall!

BOOM!!

The wall, already rotted and crumbling from dampness, disintegrated under the close-range blast of the shotgun, leaving a massive hole in its wake!

Fortunately, Xia Leng had shifted his position immediately after firing the first shot, so he was not hit.

However, through the hole the enemy had just blasted, Xia Leng raised his pistol again, aiming at the head of the second biker. Seeing the man's ashen face, he pulled the trigger again without the slightest hesitation!

Click~

Yet, the "Peacekeeper" lived up to its name; perhaps it had developed a conscience after killing the first man, for it misfired the moment Xia Leng pulled the trigger a second time...

Xia Leng and the biker stared at each other in shock, both realizing what had happened at the same time.

The terrified biker immediately raised his shotgun and pulled the trigger rapidly toward his opponent!

But Xia Leng moved faster, hurling the jammed pistol at the man's arm with all his might; he knew his speed could never outmatch a bullet.

Bang!

Caught off guard as the pistol struck his elbow, the man's aim jerked upward, hitting the rotting ceiling and blasting a large hole in it. A massive cloud of dust rained down from the roof, shrouding the entire shop in a haze where visibility dropped to less than a meter!

"Boss!! That bastard is out of weapons!! I've got him cornered inside!"

Hearing this, the other biker, addressed as the boss, rushed in, and together they aimed their guns into the thick, swirling dust.

Xia Leng crouched in a corner of the grocery store, using the dust to conceal his position.

Although he was out of ammunition, he had no intention of fleeing.

Within the thick smoke, his own vision was completely obscured, but he relied on his keen hearing to judge the approximate positions of his enemies.

Boom! Boom! Bang!

Perhaps because their vision was blocked and the presence of a Baptized One hiding in the unseen corners put immense pressure on them, the two bikers simply began firing wildly into the air!

Each shotgun blast scattered thousands of steel pellets over a wide area, and with plenty of shells on their belts, they decided to spray and pray—they had enough ammunition to blast the entire grocery store to pieces!

At this moment, Xia Leng sensed the shotgun blasts drawing closer and knew he could no longer sit and wait for death.

He immediately drew the military dagger he had obtained from the previous camp leader and, using the sound to pinpoint his target, hurled it with all his might toward the source of the gunfire!

Whoosh~

Driven by the explosive power of his arm, the dagger flew out instantly, aimed precisely at the biker who had escaped death when the pistol jammed!

Just as the blade was about to pierce his throat and claim his life, a wooden board from the ceiling loosened and fell, landing exactly between the biker and the dagger, shielding him from the strike once more...

"Damn it! That guy is throwing knives at me!! He's over there!!"

The startled and incredibly lucky biker immediately swung his gun toward the direction the dagger had come from and fired a vicious shot!

BANG!!

This time, Xia Leng did not have time to dodge and was struck in the thigh by the exploding steel pellets; a wave of intense pain immediately surged from his leg!

While Xia Leng endured the excruciating pain without letting out a cry, he also felt speechless at that guy's luck in escaping death twice.

The first time his weapon misfired, and the second time something blocked the dagger for him—could that guy be a hidden luck-type occultist?

It was just that he hadn't discovered it himself yet...

Fortunately, the opponent's marksmanship was not very reliable; only a few steel pellets were embedded in Xia Leng's leg, allowing him to barely move for the time being.

"Damn it!! He must be out of ammo, charge straight over and slaughter him!"

The boss gripped his weapon, ordered his subordinates to walk in front of him, and followed them as they rushed toward the corner where the dagger had been thrown from.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Xia Leng immediately used the strength in both hands to grab the nearby display case, bracing himself to stand up.

Finally, as they entered each other's field of vision, they launched their attacks at almost the same time!

The two bikers directly raised their shotguns and blasted them fiercely toward Xia Leng!

And Xia Leng, having smashed the display case and grabbed a shard of glass, flung it toward the opponent once again!

BANG!!

Squelch!

A massive spray of steel pellets, propelled by gunpowder, instantly tore into Xia Leng's body, blasting him backward until he slammed hard against the wall!

The glass shard Xia Leng had thrown, spinning at high speed through the air, instantly sliced across the boss's throat. A thick stream of blood gushed from his neck, and he collapsed to the ground, twitching incessantly as he felt his life rapidly slipping away.

Now, only the member who had escaped death three times by luck remained standing in the room, staring in shock as his boss's pupils gradually dilated until he finally died completely.