Dual-Wielding Golden Gunman

The overwhelming visual shock instantly shattered Bai Chenxiang's composure.

A piercing scream escaped her throat before she could stop it.

Yang Jian stopped in his tracks, his brows knotting tightly.

In this supernatural place full of unknown rules, a sound might trigger some ghost's rule!

He had come here to find that supernatural weapon, not to deal with supernatural events.

He did not hesitate.

Yang Jian raised his pale hand slightly.

The Ghost Hand's supernatural attack struck instantly!

Hovering in the air, Bai Chenxiang felt a chill at her neck.

A deathly pale ghost hand emerged from her shoulder out of nowhere and clamped tightly around her throat!

Her scream cut off abruptly.

Bai Chenxiang's eyes rolled back, the wings behind her instantly dissolved, and she plummeted from the air, landing hard on the red carpet.

Suffocation engulfed her like a tide. Before that ghost hand, the soul power within her dissolved without a trace.

"Yang Jian, wait!"

Ning Rongrong suddenly stepped forward and spoke sharply.

Yang Jian glanced sideways at her, his eyes cold.

"She can fly." Ning Rongrong pointed at Bai Chenxiang, who was struggling in agony on the floor, and rapidly laid out her reasoning.

"In this corridor, she's much faster than we are. She's useful to us."

The Ghost Eye on Yang Jian's forehead shifted restlessly, its gaze sweeping over Bai Chenxiang.

"Can you keep her from screaming?" Yang Jian's voice held no warmth.

"If she starts screaming like that again..." Ning Rongrong's tone was utterly ruthless. "Kill her as you please."

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and slowly lowered his hand.

The pale ghost hand gripping Bai Chenxiang's neck instantly turned into a black shadow and withdrew beneath Yang Jian's feet.

"Cough, cough..."

Bai Chenxiang clutched her neck and coughed violently, greedily gulping down air.

Ning Rongrong walked over to Bai Chenxiang and looked down at her.

"You heard him," Ning Rongrong said. "Do you understand?"

Bai Chenxiang stared in terror at the girl before her and nodded frantically.

"You're Ning Rongrong, right? I know you. I don't want to die. Please, take me out of here!"

Ning Rongrong crouched down and looked Bai Chenxiang straight in the eyes.

She repeated the words Yang Jian had once said to her, word for word.

"If you want to get out, prove your worth."

"Use your martial soul's ability to scout ahead. But don't worry, I won't send you to your death for nothing."

"If you trigger a ghost's rule, I'll do everything I can to save you."

Ning Rongrong understood her current situation very well.

She had come here to fulfill the Ghost Cabinet's deal, to stay alive.

With one more person scouting ahead, her chances of survival would improve.

Bai Chenxiang sat slumped on the floor, her mind racing.

She thought of the speed she had always taken pride in, then looked down at the faintly glowing inner armor she wore against her skin.

It was a gold-thread garment her clan had spent a fortune crafting for her, combining pure gold filament with special materials.

Ever since the Sky Screen had revealed the absolute rule that gold could block supernatural powers.

The price of gold across the entire Douluo Continent had skyrocketed hundreds of times over in a single night.

The major sects and imperial families had frantically stockpiled gold, incorporating it into weapons and armor.

The Sky Screen selected people at random. No one dared gamble with their own life.

With this gold-thread garment protecting her, combined with her speed!

Bai Chenxiang gritted her teeth and finally nodded firmly.

"All right, I'll scout ahead!"

Douluo Continent.

The Speed Clan's residence.

Clan leader Bai He watched the Sky Screen, trembling with rage, and smashed the side table beside him with a slap.

"Damn it! That Ning Rongrong is utterly cold-blooded! She's actually using my granddaughter as expendable cannon fodder to scout ahead!"

The Speed Clan elders in the hall were equally outraged.

But after their anger came a profound sense of helplessness.

Bai He took a deep breath and forced down the fury in his heart.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had two Douluos backing it, and its wealth rivaled that of a nation.

The Speed Clan could barely afford to eat now. What could they possibly use to take revenge?

They were utterly at the others' mercy.

"Forget it..." Bai He sank dejectedly into his chair and tried to console himself.

"As long as Ning Rongrong can bring Xiangxiang out alive, so be it. Let her scout ahead."

"Gathering intelligence has always been our Speed Clan's greatest strength."

Bai Chenxiang steeled herself, took a deep breath, and summoned her martial soul again.

Hugging the corridor's ceiling, she cautiously flew deeper inside.

Yang Jian and Ning Rongrong followed behind at an unhurried pace.

With someone ahead taking the risks, things were indeed considerably safer.

The corridor seemed endless.

The doors were tightly shut, their room numbers increasing in sequence.

A few minutes later.

Yang Jian and Ning Rongrong had reached the door to Room 21.

Ahead, everything remained deathly silent, the dim yellow lights flickering erratically.

Bai Chenxiang had been gone for so long, yet not a sound had come back.

Ning Rongrong frowned slightly and sighed softly.

"Looks like she triggered some instant-death rule and died up ahead."

In this place, anyone who went unheard from for a few minutes could essentially be pronounced dead.

Expressionless, Yang Jian was about to continue forward.

Just then!

A rapid rush of air suddenly came from the darkness deep in the corridor!

Bai Chenxiang came hurtling backward.

Her face was as white as paper, her eyes contorted with extreme terror.

Before she even reached them, Bai Chenxiang's voice rang out.

"Run!"

"Hide in Room 13! It's safe there!"

"It's coming after us!!!"

Dachang City.

Hu Liena, Yu Tianheng, and Yan had reached a street corner less than five hundred meters from the Cockroach Club building.

Ahead, a lavishly decorated standalone building stood at the end of the street.

Several burly bodyguards dressed in black stood at its entrance.

"That's the Cockroach Club's headquarters." Hu Liena hid around the corner, peeking out to observe the situation.

"Security is tight. If we charge straight in during broad daylight, we'll easily alert them." Yu Tianheng frowned deeply as he assessed the situation.

Yan clenched his fists, growing impatient. "Then what do we do? We can't just waste time standing here forever, can we?"

"Didn't the Forum say they'd provide someone to support us?" Yu Tianheng looked at Hu Liena. "How do we contact him?"

Hu Liena nodded and was just about to take out her headset to contact Liu Xiaoyu.

Suddenly!

A hand landed on her shoulder without warning.

Hu Liena jolted in fright and whipped her head around.

A teenage boy in a floral shirt stood behind her, wearing an obnoxious grin.

"Were you looking for me, the Dual-Wielding Golden Gunman?"

Yu Tianheng and Yan reacted swiftly, summoning their martial souls at once.

Lightning and dark red flames erupted simultaneously. The two flanked the young man, watching him warily.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't attack! Don't attack!"

Seeing this, the boy quickly raised both hands and waved them exaggeratedly.

"We're on the same side! The same side! I'm the Paranormal Forum's strongest roaming peripheral member. People call me Brother Wei!"