Narrow Road Encounter, Beastified Warrior! (2)

Around 7 PM.

About a hundred meters away from this public restroom was a small, somewhat dilapidated-looking warehouse.

Inside this small warehouse at this moment, a figure wearing a black mask was urgently looking through binoculars at the street outside, as if searching for someone's trace.

"That's strange? This guy was just wandering the streets outside, how did I suddenly lose sight of him?"

"Could it be? Did this guy go into some shop?"

After searching without success, Xiao Tong put down the binoculars he was holding and turned to his older brother, who was sitting in the corner of the warehouse drinking blood, saying, "Brother, that kid might have gone into a shop. I can't see him for now."

This small warehouse wasn't large, about the size of a small apartment living room.

At this moment, a fog lamp was on in the small warehouse. Illuminated by this dim white light, the entire scene around the warehouse was revealed.

In the dim white light, a burly man held a blood-red plastic bag. He brought the opening of the bag to his mouth and continuously gulped it down as if drinking water. Faintly, one could see specks of blood seeping from his mouth.

Sigh!

Seeing that his brother's attention was entirely focused on the blood bag in his mouth, Xiao Tong shook his head. He then put down the binoculars he was holding and walked towards the outside of the warehouse.

Outside the warehouse was a narrow corridor covered in garbage and debris.

"Click!"

A moment later, as wisps of white smoke rose, Xiao Tong took a deep drag of a cigarette, leaning against the wall of the corridor with an expression of enjoyment, savoring the unique tranquility of the moment.

The tenth second.

Wang Zhong, who had changed his appearance to an ordinary one, arrived at a small walkway near the warehouse. The walkway was filled with piles of foul-smelling garbage and debris, with no lighting equipment, appearing dark and gloomy.

"Swish swish."

After concentrating for a few seconds, Wang Zhong's figure suddenly moved. Like a phantom wildcat, he silently advanced his steps into the dim walkway.

His steps were light, his movements agile, and it was as if his feet were equipped with silencers. He stepped on the ground without making any sound, like a bizarre phantom walking in the dim environment.

At this moment, Wang Zhong was a mysterious figure from the dark night.

A [Level 3 Psionic Warrior] possesses formidable strength and speed as fast as a galloping horse. Most notably, their five senses are also beyond ordinary.

Among these, the sensory power of a [Level 3 Psionic Warrior] is also beyond ordinary.

Or rather, the sensory ability of a [Level 3 Psionic Warrior] allows them to sense approaching danger and certain abnormal situations within a certain range.

Just like Wang Zhong now, his special sensory power allowed him to clearly feel a bloody and dangerous aura hidden deep within this walkway.

This narrow walkway wasn't long, only about twenty to thirty meters, but at the end of the walkway, there was a corner.

The twentieth second.

Wang Zhong had reached the corner of the walkway. He silently poked his head out, and soon, a mysterious figure wearing a black mask appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Wang Zhong's pupils constricted slightly. He lowered his body, suppressing his breathing even further. In this dim walkway, he bent his body sharply and moved out from the corner, silently approaching the mysterious figure's left side.

At this moment, Wang Zhong was at most five meters away from the mysterious figure, yet the other party hadn't noticed at all and was still slowly smoking.

"Snap!"

A few seconds later, just as the mysterious figure threw away the cigarette in his hand, a left hand wearing a black glove suddenly covered his mouth. Then, a right-hand chop, imbued with terrifying force, struck his neck with heavy power.

With a crack, the mysterious figure felt a sharp pain in his neck before completely losing consciousness.

After laying the mysterious figure flat on the ground, Wang Zhong took out a pair of iron handcuffs and cuffed the mysterious figure's hands and feet. Then, he bent down and took the [Mechanical Mobile Phone] from the other person.

Thus, Wang Zhong had dealt with his first enemy.

A completely unprepared [Level 2 Psionic Warrior] was no match for a [Level 3 Psionic Warrior], even if the opponent was a well-trained assassin, the outcome would be the same.

At this point, forty seconds had passed.

Standing at the entrance of the pitch-black warehouse, Wang Zhong turned around, his eyes, which glowed with faint emerald psionic light, stared vigilantly at the warehouse entrance. His premonition allowed him to clearly sense that some kind of bloody and ferocious creature seemed to be hidden within the warehouse.

Deep and dark!

The entire interior of the warehouse was dark and pitch black, with not a trace of light.

For a moment, it felt as if a terrifying creature was hidden inside the warehouse, waiting for Wang Zhong, the uninvited guest, to walk into a trap.

"Thump!"

At this moment, Wang Zhong could clearly feel a rapid heartbeat coming from his own body.

"Roar."

Just then, a low beastly roar suddenly came from within the warehouse.

Instantly, Wang Zhong, who had already drawn his [Psionic Laser Gun], froze. In that moment, a feeling of being targeted by some ferocious beast washed over him, and a hint of emerald psionic light flickered in his rapidly constricting pupils!

BOOM!

Almost simultaneously, Wang Zhong instinctively unleashed the full power of his [Level 3 Psionic Warrior] abilities.

CRACK!

In less than 0.5 seconds, a dark shadow lunged straight out from the warehouse entrance, like a speeding car, crashing hard into Wang Zhong.

Whoosh, whoosh.

However, Wang Zhong, who was already on guard, pushed off the ground with his legs. His figure moved like the wind, swiftly dodging towards the open space at the corner, his speed so great he almost became an afterimage.

THUD.

Immediately after, the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground echoed in Wang Zhong's ears.

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