Fleeing for One's Life (Part 2)

"What are you afraid of, you coward? You've got a liver, kidneys, and intestines, don't you? How... how could you be so unlucky? Maybe she'll just take an eye or a leg. You'll just recover after returning anyway."

Zhang Hu was so furious he could barely contain himself, seeing how timid and spineless the man was at a time like this.

Xu Tong kept his head down and said nothing.

Seeing this, Zhang Hu's heart sank. He knew his current state was abysmal, and since his survival depended on this Livestock, he had to soften his tone. "Old Four, don't be afraid. She's just a woman, what could she possibly do? My skills are all on cooldown, otherwise, I could poke her to death with a single finger."

Xu Tong remained silent.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Zhang Hu frowned and said, "Fine, I'll give you another prop card. Go kill her."

"Third Brother, how about... I find a way to stall her, and you find a place to recover quickly? Didn't you have that potion earlier?"

He said with a mournful face.

Zhang Hu's mouth twitched. He felt depressed just thinking about it; that kind of recovery potion was incredibly expensive and impossible to get without special channels. The half-bottle he had before was already diluted.

He snapped, "Do you think that's Coca-Cola? I only had one bottle, and I finished it long ago."

"Then..." Xu Tong's voice was already laced with a sob, whether intentional or not. He hadn't been running fast to begin with, and now his pace slowed even further.

"Hey, you two! Keep running and you'll hit a cliff!" Yang Guanjin suddenly shouted coldly from behind.

At this, Xu Tong's legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Hu cursed the useless waste in his heart, but the intense sense of crisis behind them grew stronger. He knew that woman was just testing them.

It was like a jackal on the savanna, trailing a lone prey, forcing it to run without rest until it was certain the prey had no strength left to resist, only then would it swarm in for the kill.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hu gritted his teeth and whispered, "I'll give you two prop cards. I guarantee you can take her out easily."

As Zhang Hu spoke, two prop cards appeared in his hands.

One of the cards shimmered with a pale blue cold light and featured an engraving of a black claw.

The other glowed with a white light and depicted a leopard.

These two prop cards were naturally Zhang Hu's trump cards, rare items he had exchanged for at a staggering cost during the exhibition. Under any other circumstances, he would never have brought them out, but the situation was different now.

To motivate this mouse-hearted fellow, he had to grit his teeth and bring out his personal stash. Besides, he figured that once he recovered, the man wouldn't dare dream of pocketing these two cards.

Whatever he swallowed now, he would have to spit back out exactly as it was.

"But..."

Xu Tong tremblingly took the prop cards and checked them in his Prop Catalog, a long-lost smile finally appearing on his face.

Unfortunately, he kept his head down the whole time, and Zhang Hu, clinging to his back, couldn't see his expression.

In the Prop Catalog, the two brand-new prop cards shimmered with a soft glow, accompanied by their attribute descriptions.

[Demon Power]

Rumored to be the power left behind in the human world by the Demon King, but unless one is a true powerhouse, one will only end up as its slave.

[Attached Skill 1: Demon Power]

Consumes 5 Script Points. Upon activation, physical strength is temporarily doubled for 30 seconds.

During activation, grants the special ability: Demon King Hand, allowing the user's hands to deal Demon Flame damage.

Cooldown: 2 hours.

[Attached Skill 2: Demon King Descent]

Consumes 40% of current Script Points.

Upon activation, physical strength and speed receive an unprecedented boost. (The degree of improvement depends on the user's own strength and the amount of Script Points consumed.)

Additionally, grants the Demon King Armor effect, temporarily increasing Demon Flame level by two tiers.

Duration: 30 seconds.

Cooldown: Three days.

(Note: There will be a 24-hour aftereffect after each use; please experience the specifics for yourself.)

[Awakening Skill: ???]

(No information available; please perform a deep appraisal.)

"Hiss!!"

No wonder that Mad Dog said the Farming Team were fat sheep. Such powerful prop cards were truly unbelievable.

If there was a drawback, it was that the duration was too short.

Both skills only lasted 30 seconds, and the cost was quite staggering.

Especially the second ability, which directly deducted 40% of his own Script Points. This cost was acceptable to him, but for a member of the Farming Team like Zhang Hu, it was quite steep.

And with the aftereffects following the 30 seconds, it was no wonder he hadn't dared to use them rashly when dealing with those monkeys earlier.

How many monkeys could he kill in thirty seconds? He'd probably be hit by the aftereffects before he even broke through the encirclement.

He quickly scanned the second prop card.

[Leopard Soul Cloak]

It is said this cloak was crafted from the hide of the legendary Leopard King, still carrying a faint, peculiar scent. Sniff it carefully... ah, that is the smell of freedom.

[Passive Ability: Hurricane Shadow]

Increases movement speed by 20% and attack speed by 15%.

[Active Skill 1: Leopard Strike]

Consumes 2 Script Points. Upon activation, your linear movement speed is temporarily increased by 80%.

Duration: 60 seconds.

Cooldown: 40 minutes.

(Note: Keep your eyes peeled and watch the road. If you can't handle the curves, you'll flip the car.)

Although this card only possesses two abilities, in terms of sheer utility, it is far superior to the [Demon Power] card from before.

Indeed, everything is built upon the principle of equivalent exchange.

The greater the power gained, the harsher the restrictions imposed.

After obtaining the two item cards, Xu Tong took a deep breath, looked back at Zhang Hu on his back, and whispered, "About that... Third Brother... I... the Script Points... hehe..."

Zhang Hu was stunned. As he looked at Xu Tong, a wicked fire of rage began to burn in his heart. He swore that once he recovered, he would make this greedy Livestock pay a bloody price.

However, no matter how infuriated he was, he dared not show it on his face. He obediently transferred 50 Script Points to Xu Tong.

"Keep it up! Kill her, and I'll give you another 100 Script Points!"

Zhang Hu took a deep breath and encouraged him.

"You got it!"

Xu Tong nodded heavily, slowly came to a halt, and turned around.

Seeing this, Yang Guanjin paused, immediately turning vigilant as she raised her dagger to her chest.

To her surprise, Xu Tong suddenly made a face at her: "Here is what you wanted!"

As he spoke, he decisively activated the [Demon King Descent] ability. A surge of heat swept through his entire body, and his limbs felt as if they were flooded with inexhaustible power.

Before Zhang Hu on his back could even react, Xu Tong waved his hand and tossed him aside, forcefully throwing him toward her.

"Ah!!"

Zhang Hu could never have dreamed that this turncoat surnamed Chen would sell him out the very moment he received the item cards and Script Points.

But there was no time to think. He saw Yang Guanjin leap aside to avoid him, not forgetting to slash a cut across his belly with her dagger as she did so.

While Yang Guanjin was busy dodging Zhang Hu, Xu Tong had already activated [Leopard Strike]. In just a few steps, his speed had already surpassed the limits of an ordinary person.

As a gust of wind struck, Yang Guanjin's expression changed drastically. She had not expected this timid, submissive fellow to possess such formidable strength.

Yet, watching Xu Tong pounce toward her, she quickly steadied herself. She parted her pink lips, and a snow-white insect crawled out from her mouth.

The insect opened its maw and spat forward.

"Hoo..."

Suddenly, a blast of frost rushed toward them, instantly turning the view in front of Xu Tong into a blur of white.

In the blink of an eye, she raised her dagger and stabbed forward viciously. "Pfft!" She felt the resistance of the blade piercing flesh, but Yang Guanjin soon realized that her dagger had only entered a fraction of an inch before it could go no further. Before she could even pull it out, a pitch-black gun barrel was pressed against her smooth, lean chin amidst the snow-white haze.

"Shut up!"

Under the falling snow, black flames burned upon Xu Tong's body. In the night, the delicate face before her no longer held its former cowardice or fear; his black-and-white eyes held only indifference and coldness toward life.

"Did no one ever tell you that your acting is truly terrible?" As Xu Tong spoke, his finger gently squeezed the trigger.

"Click!"

The crisp sound of the firing pin made her heart stop, and she broke out in a cold sweat. She looked at Xu Tong in horror, only to see a smile gradually spreading across his face.

"Scared? Hahaha... scared, are you..." His laughter, sounding both mad and deranged, grew increasingly wild and unbridled.

Watching this guy clutching his stomach and laughing, let alone Yang Guanjin, even Zhang Hu, who was lying on the ground nearby, looked on with a bizarre expression.

He was stunned for a few seconds, perhaps unable to accept that the usually cowardly and timid Livestock could be so arrogant before him, and couldn't help but roar madly: "You idiot! What are you laughing at? Pull the trigger and kill her!!"

However, the moment his words fell, Xu Tong suddenly raised his pistol, aimed it at Zhang Hu's forehead, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang..."

A wisp of white smoke drifted from the hollow barrel. Zhang Hu's eyes widened, the bloodshot gaze losing its luster.

Watching Zhang Hu's expression of dying with a grievance, he took a deep breath. After waiting for the five-second stun duration to pass, he walked over to Zhang Hu's corpse, reached out to wipe his eyes, and closed them. He then turned to the stunned Yang Guanjin behind him and said:

"Your performance was truly pathetic. As for the rest of the script... I'll write it myself!"