Fighting on Home Ground

The two explosions turned the Song family's residence and the surrounding area into a dusty wasteland.

Not only is visibility low in such areas, but the swirling dust also makes breathing difficult.

At this point, Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to pull his sleeve and wrap it around his nostrils to help him breathe.

"Song Xianzong!"

An angry voice rang out, followed by another gunshot.

The two gunshots rang from the same location, and combined with the angry voice, Zhang Xuezhou's previous judgment seemed to have become certain.

After leaving the indoor shooting range, Song Xianzong did not flee in panic, but instead continued to use his backup plan to resolve the problem.

If Zhang Xuezhou and his group hadn't been caught off guard by Song Xianzong's calculations, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the enemy might have detonated the indoor shooting range prematurely.

Zhang Xuezhou and his group managed to escape thanks to their accurate assessment of the situation, and Zhang Xuezhou breathed a sigh of relief after determining Song Xianzong's location.

The fact that Song Xianzong has been identified is not scary; what is scary is the unknown.

Zhang Xuezhou was indeed very afraid that Song Xianzong might take a sneak shot from some corner and blow his head off.

"Can we leave now?"

Zhang Xuezhou could figure it out, and Zhang Manqian could obviously figure it out too. She asked Zhang Xuezhou a question in a low voice.

"We can't leave; we're only safe here!"

Zhang Xuezhou struggled to make a decision, but the topic touched on Song Bu'er, who then struck up a conversation.

According to Song Bu'er, staying near this building was considered a safe zone.

"The explosion is over, so why is this the only safe place?"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at Song Bu'er, who was in a completely abnormal state. He didn't care about Song Bu'er's current mental confusion. As long as he asked a question that stimulated Song Bu'er's mind, Song Bu'er might give a real response.

"Shh, don't speak. The most dangerous place is the safest place!"

Song Bu'er held up one finger, and responded with a blank look in her eyes.

This answer made Zhang Xuezhou feel a toothache.

"Ask your father more questions, and try to get him to be a little more sensible," Zhang Xuezhou instructed Song Sijia.

"My dad's been acting strangely lately. Every few days he'd mutter to himself and then rub things around, and this would last at least an hour," Song Sijia said hoarsely, touching her throat. "He should be normal after an hour!"

"This is taking a bit too long!"

Zhang Xuezhou thought about how normal Song Bu'er was when he left the indoor shooting range, and then he realized that only fifteen minutes had passed. It would take at least forty-five minutes for Song Bu'er to return to normal.

In this area, every minute and every second felt like torture.

The third gunshot rang out, and Zhang Xuezhou sensed that Song Xianzong's position had shifted considerably, which put his mind at ease.

Grabbing the rifle with only three bullets left, Zhang Xuezhou waved to Zhang Manqian before falling into a state of focused perception.

For a moment, everyone fell silent, and could only quietly huddle in the corner where Song Bu'er was.

"Song Xianzong, you're already wounded; you can't escape!"

Zhou Xin's voice was filled with anger, and even a hint of irritability.

As First Sequence individual of the Scarlet Alliance State, Zhou Xin has almost no flaws, but Zhou Xin is not omnipotent.

When facing Song Xianzong, who possessed exceptional agility and dexterity, Zhou Xin was undoubtedly a sitting duck.

However, Zhou Xin also noticed the hidden health problems of Song Xianzong.

The opponent's limbs are no longer as agile as before; their speed in scaling walls and rooftops is slow, and their body is difficult to stabilize.

Clearly, he is in a very bad state right now, and Song Xianzong is in a very bad state as well.

When both players are at a low level, it is undoubtedly Zhou Xin, with his superior endurance, who will ultimately emerge victorious.

Everything is just like it always was.

"It will only take three days at most, no, two days, or even just one day, for me to catch you and destroy you!"

Zhou Xin's fierce voice rang out, followed by Song Xianzong's silence and gunshots.

In the vast Song family territory, everything fell silent.

Apart from the combat personnel dealing with unexpected situations, other unrelated individuals were clearly no different from them, all hiding in places where they could find cover.

Whether the impact of the explosion resulted in death depends on the individual's luck when they took cover.

Zhang Xuezhou listened to the sounds of Zhou Xin and Song Xianzong's battle, and frowned as he listened to the directions in which the other side constantly shifted and changed positions.

He held an assault rifle with an effective range of 400 meters, and his gun was never pointed at Song Xianzong until Song entered the firing range.

"He's here, he's here! Only here can we find final safety!"

Zhang Xuezhou didn't raise his gun, but Song Bu'er pulled out a stun gun from the corner where everyone was hiding.

As he reached out and pressed, pale blue arcs of electricity immediately appeared from the muzzle of the gun.

"Professor Song, what are you going to do?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice.

"I killed him here before, and I can kill him here again!" Song Bu'er murmured.

"Don't get caught up in the illusions Professor Ren is leading you into. That was an illusion before, but we're facing reality now. The situation is different. Don't do anything reckless!"

"Don't try to seduce me!"

Did you see me when your family was destroyed?

Zhang Xuezhou asked a question, which made Song Bu'er silent for a second, but then the other party muttered the same words he had said before, and kept wiping the stun gun with a handkerchief.

"It's no use, my dad won't wake up until his time is up," Song Sijia said.

"The issue isn't whether he's conscious or not, but that your grandfather has been getting closer and closer to us while fighting with Committee Member Zhou," Zhang Xuezhou warned. "If he acts recklessly, he might get shot in the head by your grandfather, and then it'll be our turn!"

"Dad, don't do anything rash!"

Hearing Zhang Xuezhou's warning, Song Sijia couldn't help but become anxious.

Based on Song Xianzong's previous gunfight with Zhang Xuezhou, if Song Bu'er had dared to draw his gun on Song Xianzong, the two unrecognizable corpses beside him would have served as a warning.

Song Xianzong was no ordinary gunman; the target had an extremely sharp reaction when a gun was aimed at him.

Whenever someone focuses their gaze on Song Xianzong through the sights of a firearm, Song Xianzong will also spot the other person at the same time.

Song Xianzong is undoubtedly not the strongest Sequencer, but he is currently one of the top gunslingers in the Alliance and even the world.

"He possesses the Civet gene and has been injected with the Bat-Radar blood serum, giving him the best qualities of a gunslinger. But he can't detect the pre-arranged traps," Song Bu'er murmured. "He'll leap above this drip line in three minutes and twenty-six seconds. The stun guns I've set up won't need to be aimed to hit him!"

Is it reliable?

Song Sijia asked a question, but her gaze was fixed on Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian.

"The scenes he had previously witnessed all stemmed from his inner thoughts, but they were different from reality!"

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't explain to Song Sijia about Ren Yisheng guiding him into the Realm Entry. He sullenly lowered his head, constantly sensing the approaching sounds.

Song Bu'er was unreliable, and Zhang Xuezhou was missing his shots. At this point, Zhang Xuezhou could only hope that if a possible gunfight broke out, the pursuing Committee Member Zhou could turn the tide with his assistance.

Leaving aside the possibility of killing Song Xianzong, Zhang Xuezhou felt that capturing him would be enough.

"They actually fought their way this far!"

In my perception, Committee Member Zhou was like a tiger unleashed from its cage in the rear, while Song Xianzong was like an ape, adept at leaping and soaring through the air.

The opponent's body kept flashing in and out of the building ruins, and every now and then he would fire a cold shot at Committee Member Zhou, each shot aimed right at Committee Member Zhou's eyes.

Zhang Xuezhou felt as if he had seen this scene before, and his heart skipped a beat.

Amidst the swirling dust, Song Xianzong's figure came into view.

Instead of entering through the closed gate, the other party leaped directly onto the arched castle-like building.

Clearly, Song Xianzong wants to play on his home turf in familiar territory.

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at Song Bu'er and then did some calculations.

At this point, only one minute and thirty seconds remained until the time Song Bu'er mentioned.