107: Kill the Apocalypse Cult leader with one sword

Shen Bei returned to the courtyard.

He bent down, grabbed Boss Wu's finger, and used his fingerprint to unlock the phone.

He scrolled through it for a few glances.

There were various apps that required a VPN to use, like Paper Plane, Little Pigeon, CC, and so on.

"Psychopaths always leave a trail."

Shen Bei gave Boss Wu's corpse a disdainful look and muttered.

Then.

Shen Bei opened the phone book.

It contained many phone numbers, but no notes, just a simple string of digits.

Some people have excellent memories.

They can remember anyone's phone number after seeing it twice.

When someone calls, even without a note, they know who it is just by looking at the numbers.

Shen Bei didn't have this ability.

One shouldn't envy others' special talents; other members of Zha Tian Gang, like Qi Chuanyu, deeply understood this.

"I need a verification."

Shen Bei stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and decided to use Lei Laohu for the verification.

Firstly, since Lei Laohu could obtain Super-Modified Adrenaline, a drug almost exclusive to the Headhunter Tribe, he must be an official member.

Secondly, from the phones of Boss Wu's henchmen, it was known that the Headhunter Tribe preferred single-line communication, a practice Boss Wu also followed.

And since Shepherd controlled the Headhunter Tribe's roster and assessment matters, he must have been in contact with Lei Laohu.

If Lei Laohu's phone number overlapped with any in Boss Wu's phone book.

Then, Shepherd's contact information would be revealed.

It would only take one call for him to be exposed.

As long as Shen Bei heard Shepherd's voice, he would surely find the Headhunter Tribe hidden in Lingnan City Martial Arts University!

At this moment.

Inside the house, there were tragic roars, curses, and thumping sounds.

However, these sounds quickly quieted down.

Shen Bei returned inside.

The floor was covered with corpses.

Qi Chuanyu and the others were splattered with blood, their faces pale, breathing heavily.

"I told you, killing is addictive."

Shen Bei patted their shoulders: "You'll get used to it."

The few of them suddenly remembered that Shen Bei had indeed said that.

Qi Chuanyu shook his head: "This habit is very bad."

Niu Yanben nodded in agreement, chiming in: "Be elegant, hey!"

Liao Zhongyang remained silent.

Du Ziteng wiped the blood from his face: "It's really hard to get by."

At this moment, the little girl from outside ran in frantically, intending to say something, but she threw up after taking one look inside.

"West side, west... a lot of people came from the west!"

The little girl's voice trembled as she stammered: "They're very fierce."

Disorderly footsteps sounded, already very close.

Shen Bei looked around, thought for a moment, and said: "It's probably those people from the Apocalypse Cult who heard the commotion and came over. We can't stay here."

The small house where the Zha Tian Gang members were currently was narrow and slippery.

Neither the walls nor the floorboards on all sides would provide any obstacle against the Weather Evil Cult's assault; instead, they would block their vision, making it easier for people outside to ambush them.

The situation was clear.

Zha Tian Gang could ambush and surround this bungalow.

The Apocalypse Cult could too.

"You can leave from the east and go home, no problem, right?"

Shen Bei asked the little girl.

Although the little girl was a little scared, she still nodded firmly.

"Remember to call the police."

Shen Bei tossed the little girl her phone and waved his hand.

"How should I address you?" the little girl asked timidly: "I want to repay your life-saving kindness."

Qi Chuanyu was about to state his identity as a student of Lingnan City Martial Arts University.

What if she sent a banner of appreciation? It would bring honor.

But Shen Bei blurted out: "Zha Tian Gang."

The little girl froze for a second, seemingly surprised by the awe-inspiring name.

Then she nodded, turned, and sprinted eastward, disappearing into the night.

Seeing the little girl's figure disappear, Qi Chuanyu asked with great confusion: "Why aren't we running?"

Shen Bei's tone was calm, his gaze deep: "What is our mission?"

"To scout the Apocalypse Cult, capture people if we can, and destroy it if—"

Qi Chuanyu stopped halfway through his sentence.

That's right.

The school's mission was to deal with the Weather Evil Cult!

And Boss Wu of the Headhunter Tribe was just an interlude.

"Then what are we hesitating for?"

Shen Bei picked up a blood-dripping machete from the ground.

This was his first time wielding a weapon.

In his stubborn nature.

Anything not growing on his own body was unreliable.

No matter how precious or sharp a weapon was, it could be dropped, given away, and then turn into a butcher's knife pointed back at oneself.

But now, there were many people outside, like ants.

The quickest way to deal with ants was to have a handy tool.

Rather than punching them to death one by one.

When Shen Bei led the Zha Tian Gang members out of the bungalow, standing with his blade drawn outside the courtyard.

The footsteps on the opposite rooftops and in the alleys no longer made any deliberate attempts at concealment.

In an instant.

More than a dozen madmen from the Apocalypse Cult surrounded Zha Tian Gang.

At the same time, there were also many sounds of shattered tiles on the rooftops, and faces with crazed expressions emerged one by one.

At this moment, a resident below pushed open a window and cursed at the people on the roof: "What the hell are you doing stepping on my roof! Pay up!"

"Tianqi Divine Sect," someone replied with a low laugh.

The resident slammed the window shut with a clang: "Ah, you guys do your thing."

Qi Chuanyu looked around, muttering under his breath: "Countless, absolutely countless!"

Shen Bei's lips curled into a subtle, enigmatic smile: "No need to count, you just need to know that you're the one standing at the end."

This sentence was undoubtedly like rubbing salt in a wound.

Don't mention it, don't mention it.

It's embarrassing.

"Good, good, good."

On the opposite rooftop, a man in a white trench coat squatted, his head perfectly aligned with the full moon in the night sky.

His face was hidden in shadow, dim and unclear.

Only faintly could one make out a star carved on his forehead, reflecting a greenish-white halo.

"You've kept us waiting."

The man's eerie words drifted through the night sky: "We saw your Wuling Hongguang staking out our stronghold a long time ago, and you've been messing around here."

At these words, Qi Chuanyu and the others exchanged glances.

They were discovered a long time ago?

That shouldn't be.

Liao Zhongyang suddenly remembered and whispered: "It seems the license plate number isn't local..."

Niu Yanben held his forehead.

Du Ziteng rubbed his temples.

Qi Chuanyu's mouth twitched.

They hadn't noticed... it really seemed to be the case.

This blind spot was so embarrassing.

Shen Bei looked up, a faint smile on his face: "We were unpunctual. However, it's not too late for you to die now."

"Tsk tsk~~ Is this the Champion of Lingnan City, a rare sight in a hundred years?"

The man let out a nervous, low laugh: "Your unwavering Aura is very fitting for our Tianqi Divine Sect. How about I give you a chance, join us, and Bai Luo's matter will be forgotten."

Shen Bei gave no answer but showed his attitude with action.

One step of Seven Stars Steps!

Shen Bei's right hand holding the blade was held horizontally, cutting from waist height, dragging the blade towards the man's right abdomen.

The man's reaction was not slow; he drew his long blade with a backhand, executing a "Reverse Scale Moon Pick," sweeping the blade upwards.

This upward slash solidly struck Shen Bei.

But a series of sparks exploded from Shen Bei's skin!

King Kong Indestructible, skin like metal!

In just an instant, Shen Bei had already swept past the lieutenant's right side, rushing behind the man.

The man was slightly startled, his expression showing some surprise.

He turned his head to look back at Shen Bei, who had appeared on the rooftop, and asked confusedly: "What are you doing?"

Shen Bei still said nothing.

He took a step.

Returning to the side of the Zha Tian Gang members.

The man's gaze followed Shen Bei's figure.

But he found that his waist couldn't move!

The man looked down blankly.

"Pfft~~"

A gash suddenly burst open along his waistline.

He suddenly widened his eyes, his breathing seemed to slow by half a beat, and his pale face was filled with ferocity, horror, and disbelief.

He... he was instantly killed?

"No, impossible—"

Splat...

The man's upper body slid down extremely smoothly, falling heavily to the ground.

The battle process just now, in a mere two or three seconds, Shen Bei completed a reverse "V" shaped charge.

Shen Bei's face was calm and composed, as if he had just casually slaughtered a wild chicken, saying:

"You knew I was Lingnan City's once-in-a-century Champion, yet you were so... careless."

And at this moment, everyone else.

Whether from Zha Tian Gang or the Apocalypse Cult.

All were dumbfounded, their pupils suddenly dilated, their eyes filled with extreme shock and disbelief!

The opening... there wasn't even an opening warm-up.

Shen Bei actually instantly killed the Apocalypse Cult's minor leader?

Good heavens!