The dust kicked up by the explosion slowly settled, and Seventy-Two and his companions emerged from the dead-end alley, covered in soot.
Li Wei had already pocketed the items dropped by the seven Cyclops after their deaths. This time, he even used the 'True Nuwa Sword' to kill the seven Cyclops in one hit. If he didn't recoup some of his losses, wouldn't he be at a huge loss?
In the entire Shadow Street, who could do that? Just the sheer courage to give up a blue-quality weapon is something very few people could do.
Zheng Yutong naturally knew about that sword, and she also knew that if that sword were sold in Shadow Street, it could definitely fetch more than 50,000 points. Now, however, Li Wei had destroyed it.
Was it all for the purpose of killing eight Cyclops in one blow?
For a moment, she still couldn't accept this fact. It was as shocking as witnessing a madman blow up a luxury car worth millions.
Lang Ping, standing to the side, was unaware of the value of the Rapier. She was simply astonished by Li Wei's methods; this was far too unexpected. In most missions in Shadow Street, modern weapons such as Firearms Mastery were not very powerful. For example, the Skeleton Soldier in this underground city were completely ineffective against them, even with ordinary Submachine Gun. Melee weapons were far more effective.
As for bombs, they did consider using them, but readily available explosives were not very practical, and grenades, due to their limited power and high cost, were largely forgotten by most of the reincarnators.
Most importantly, firearms cannot improve the attribute points of reincarnators. They are easily consumed and difficult to replenish ammunition, which is why most reincarnators prefer to use melee weapons.
But today, at this moment, Lang Ping has seen a different way of fighting, which has broadened her horizons.
Upon seeing the Seventy-Two team, Lang Ping recalled her previous experience of being 'abandoned' and became furious, so she stormed over to them.
"You bunch of bastards! I was only poisoned, and you all abandoned me. What kind of teammates are you? And you, Seventy-Two, what promises did you make to me at the beginning? When it really comes down to it, you turn your backs on me. From today onwards, we're no longer friends!"
Faced with Lang Ping's questioning, the Seventy-Two and others who had just escaped death all looked ashamed. Especially the Seventy-Two, Lang Ping was an old brother who had followed him all the way. If he hadn't hurt her so deeply, given her personality, she would never have said such things.
"I know I wasn't fair this time, and I admit it. I'll make it up to you when we get back! Luckily, Brother Seventy-Two, you're alright. You even saved everyone's lives this time. I'll remember this kindness. Even if you don't acknowledge me as your elder brother anymore, I'll always consider you my brother!"
Seventy-Two looked ashamed, but he was still a man; he had clearly misunderstood something.
"No, I can't accept this kindness. How could I possibly save you? The one who truly saved you is him. If you want to thank someone, thank him!"
Lang Ping pointed to Li Wei beside her and said loudly.
"He?"
Not only Seventy-Two, but almost all the remaining reincarnators stared at Li Wei in astonishment. They never imagined that the person who had just killed seven Cyclops in one blow was a guy with the number 1987.
"Hahaha, stop joking. That cowardly guy, does he even deserve it? A piece of trash who climbed the ladder by relying on women. That woman was an idiot too, insisting we bring that trash along, otherwise we wouldn't have fallen into the Venomous Insect's ambush... Brother Lang, I think you've been blinded by the Venomous Insect's venom..."
The speaker was a ninja who emerged from behind the crowd. He had lost his previous fearful demeanor and regained his arrogant expression, but his current disheveled appearance was quite inconsistent with his previous expression.
Lang Ping glanced at the ninja with disdain. From the beginning, she had looked down on this short man who only knew how to talk, especially since his thief-like attire resembled that of a bandit from some island nation in the real world. Now that this guy had come out again to spout nonsense, Lang Ping had a place to vent her anger.
She took a few steps forward, raised Lang Ping large palm, and was about to slap the ninja across the face. Lang Ping was clearly a power-type reincarnator, and the slap was quite heavy. However, the ninja was no weakling either. He raised his hand to block it, but also took several steps back.
"You're asking for it!"
The ninja was somewhat annoyed. No one had ever dared to treat him like this before. No one dared to hit a reincarnator of considerable strength, no matter where he was. Although this attack hadn't hit him, it had ruined his reputation, so he was naturally unwilling to let it go.
He drew his Katana from his back, twirled it, and charged forward.
Before he could rush over, someone flashed in front of Lang Ping and slapped the ninja across the face.
The slap was incredibly fast and powerful. With a crisp "smack," the ninja, who had just been like a ferocious demon, was sent tumbling backward more than a dozen times, spitting out a mouthful of blood, from which seven or eight teeth could be vaguely seen.
With just one slap, this powerful figure, numbered over 300, was rendered unable to stand up.
"It's fine if you talk about me, but you can't talk about her. If you dare say another word, I won't hesitate to beat you to death!" Li Wei stood there with a gloomy face, clearly the one who had just slapped him.
If the ninja had only insulted him, it wouldn't have been a big deal. But the problem was that he even insulted Zheng Yutong as well. Li Wei couldn't tolerate that, so he suddenly took action without holding back.
"I ignored you at first, don't push your luck. Let me tell you, even if a few more people like you came, I'd slap them all the same. Now I'm giving you a chance: apologize to Miss Zheng immediately, or else..."
Li Wei abandoned his previous reserved attitude and instead became like a sharp sword, exuding a fierce killing intent. Even if others did not have the Eye of Perception to see Li Wei's rating, they could tell from his aura alone that this guy had been pretending to be weak all along.
Seventy-Two made no move, and the Crusader Knight number 99 also remained silent and observed the situation. They wouldn't risk their lives for a mere ninja, and besides, for some reason, they felt that even they themselves might not be a match for this newcomer numbered only 1987.
It's entirely a feeling!
Similarly, many people felt this way, so no one said anything when they saw the ninja being beaten.
Ironically, the ninja who was knocked down a second time was completely unaware of this, or rather, he had now completely lost his mind.
If word got out that he'd been slapped by a newbie with a lower number, he'd be finished in Shadow Street.
Struggling to his feet, the ninja pulled a scroll from his robes. Strangely, he used Bushido to cut his finger and spilled blood onto the scroll.
"You bastard, you dare hit me! I'll kill you... and then I'll kill that woman! You all deserve to die... Hahahaha!" Because he was missing half of his teeth, his words were slurred and incoherent.
Such a comical scene, yet no one laughed out loud.
Because that scroll was too strange.
Li Wei frowned and looked at the blood-stained scroll in the ninja's hand. Even his Eye of Perception couldn't see through the scroll's true nature, a strange situation that immediately alerted Li Wei.
"I am willing to offer ten years of my lifespan... With the power of my blood, I summon you forth, come forth, Assassin's Shadow!"
A cloud of black mist slowly seeped out from the scroll, like a liquid, and looked terrifying from afar!
(Today is the Winter Solstice in the An Hei calendar. [Winter Solstice is a very important solar term in the Chinese lunar calendar and a traditional Chinese festival. It is also known as "Winter Festival," "Longest Day Festival," and "Minor New Year." As early as the Spring and Autumn Period more than 2,500 years ago, the Chinese used a gnomon to observe the sun and determine the Winter Solstice. It is one of the earliest established of the twenty-four solar terms, falling between December 21st and 23rd of the Gregorian calendar each year. This day is the shortest day and longest night of the year in the Northern Hemisphere. In most parts of northern China, people eat dumplings on this day, while in the south they eat glutinous rice balls. The proverb says: "Winter Solstice is here, eat dumplings."] So remember to eat dumplings!!)