427: Murderous intent!

An extremely strange emotion spread within the shelter.

No one expected Shen Bei to say such a thing.

Fu Jian, standing nearby, was also stunned and at a loss for words.

If what Shen Bei said was true, then Grey Wing was practically a traitor to the shelter.

But Sun Wu, however, put away his smile and said expressionlessly, "Why do you say that?"

The survivors of the shelter all cast questioning or angry glances at Shen Bei; no matter how bravely Shen Bei had performed in the shelter just now, it wasn't a reason for him to speak such nonsense.

That being said, based on their understanding of Shen Bei, they knew he wasn't the type to talk nonsense.

Since he had spoken, there must be corresponding reasoning and evidence, otherwise it would only be self-humiliation.

However, just as everyone was waiting for him to present a brilliant deduction, Shen Bei did not do so.

He merely threw out Sun Wu's dirty clothes from last night that had not yet been dealt with, covered in dust from the hole.

This was something Shen Bei had snuck into Sun Wu's room to find during the recent chaos.

Similarly, there was also a crowbar.

Sun Wu, however, didn't mind, instead spreading his hands, "Is that all?"

"Do I need to be more explicit?" Shen Bei looked directly into his eyes.

Sun Wu's face suddenly turned pale, a hint of greenish-blue showing through the paleness, finally turning blood-red, and he said grimly, "Then tell me, why would I do such a thing? If you can't give me a clear explanation, I might forgive your rashness, but whether my Military will forgive you is another matter entirely."

As soon as he finished speaking,

the surrounding Military began to verbally attack Shen Bei:

"Qi Chuanyu! Are you insane?!"

"Our leader kindly took you in, giving you a place to settle down in the Hell Catastrophe Era, and you're slandering him!"

"A dirty shirt and a crowbar, what can that prove?"

"I have those things too. Who doesn't knock on walls when going out on missions? Does that mean the appearance of Living Dead in the shelter is also my doing?"

"Hurry up and apologize, you terrible guy, you're truly awful!"

"Expel him! Anyone who dares to slander the leader doesn't deserve to be among us!"

...

The Military's anger spread through the shelter like a wildfire.

Even Fu Jian thought Shen Bei's evidence was truly laughable.

He couldn't help but move away from Shen Bei and stand on the opposite side.

Sun Wu watched the one-sided situation; although he was nervous, he appeared calm on the surface.

Shen Bei's evidence was insufficient, but he had essentially exposed the shelter's hidden agenda.

He felt that this Qi Chuanyu fellow could not be kept around.

He would ruin things!

At this moment, Shen Bei became the focus of all eyes, like a kettle on a solar stove, about to be scorched by their gazes.

Sun Wu spoke again, full of incitement, "Brothers, everyone sees it, right? He already predicted my actions."

"Then I want to ask, since I am a scoundrel of the shelter, why didn't you stop me?"

"Why did your sense of justice erupt now, instead of catching me in the act then and there?"

Sun Wu's tone gradually turned cold, "I strongly suspect that you are a follower of the Apocalypse Sect, lurking in to try and split the unity of our shelter, and then sacrifice all of us to the great evil Cultivator, allowing the Hell Catastrophe to rage endlessly!"

Sun Wu directly branded Shen Bei as a villain. With this accusation, Shen Bei would find it difficult to defend himself, even with a hundred mouths.

And the others, fearing Living Dead, hated the Apocalypse Sect even more.

If there were no Apocalypse Sect, how could there be a Hell Catastrophe Era!

Pairs of eyes, eager to flay Shen Bei, constantly swept over him.

But at this moment, even though Sun Wu had turned the tables on him, Shen Bei was not flustered in the slightest.

If all the Military here were at the Peak of a Martial Artist, Shen Bei would honestly be a little timid.

After all, they were all battle-hardened Military, with an iron will.

It would genuinely take a lot of effort to deal with their encirclement.

But now, only Sun Wu possessed Martial Artist strength; Shen Bei didn't even look at the others.

Shen Bei straightened his back, adopted a stance, and his voice was steady, "The shelter being breached was inevitable. Since it would be breached sooner or later, it was better to let you do as you pleased. This way, casualties would also be fewer."

"As for why you did it..." Shen Bei raised his eyes and said without ceremony, "A slave to power, a lackey to desire. Yu Buxiu truly sees people accurately!"

This inexplicable name was naturally incomprehensible to the others.

But when it fell into Sun Wu's ears, it was like a thunderclap!

"You—!"

Sun Wu paused for five or six seconds, as if replaying his current emotions.

In an instant, a cold and cruel killing intent appeared in the depths of his eyes: "What are you saying!"

"You know what I'm saying. I don't want to repeat myself."

Shen Bei remained motionless, adding a few points of eerie terror, and continued, "Now I just want to ask you, as a Military, do you have the awareness that sacrifices must be made?"

Sun Wu snorted, "Nonsense, I don't understand what you're saying at all, you are a member of the Apocalypse Sect!"

"Alright, alright, alright."

Shen Bei also lost his patience, "You like to lead everyone in a dream. This kind of selfishness is unforgivable. Since you are unwilling to lead everyone out of the dream, then I can only do it myself."

Sun Wu truly couldn't understand why the Qi Chuanyu in front of him hadn't been brainwashed by the dream.

But the current situation no longer allowed him to think much.

Because his subordinates around him had already shown confused expressions.

Especially when the person in front of him kept saying that everyone was dreaming, it made them even more perplexed.

"I can't let this guy keep talking; he'll ruin my good plans!"

Sun Wu thought to himself.

The next moment.

Sun Wu sneered, "Brothers, don't listen to his deceptive rumors. I'll just kill him and eliminate the Apocalypse Sect!"

Then, Sun Wu turned to look at Shen Bei and whispered, "Not sitting idly by, commendable, you're a man. But you still have to die here today, don't blame me!"

After speaking, he seemed to use his arm as a long whip, suddenly lashing out at Shen Bei.

His arm, of course, did not lengthen, nor did it turn into a whip.

Furthermore, the distance between Shen Bei and him was a full seven or eight meters; his arm was far from reaching Shen Bei.

But this movement must have some meaning, and Shen Bei couldn't immediately discern it.

He could only secretly guess, extending the attack range?

Shen Bei had no choice but to assume, "He must be able to hit me by doing this," and in that instant, he ducked down.

And just then, Shen Bei felt as if an invisible train, unseen by anyone, had suddenly sped over his head.

At the same time, behind him came the sound of the wall being struck, creating a huge gap, and the entire room shook.

Shen Bei twisted his neck, a smirk on his lips, "A good Martial Skill. I also know this move, but it's nowhere near as good as yours."

The move Sun Wu had just unleashed was simply too similar to Shen Bei's Martial Skill: Heart-Piercing Cannon Hammer.

But Shen Bei hadn't Cultivated Martial Skill: Heart-Piercing Cannon Hammer for a long time, only able to increase his attack range by a mere three meters.

This Sun Wu fellow, however, could blast out seven or eight meters.

Senior!

"Let's finish this quickly!"

Shen Bei had just taken his stance; for him, a Seventh-Rank Sun Wu was simply not worth his full attention.

If he were an Eighth-Rank, then he might "get serious" for a bit.

However, the next second.

A strong killing intent suddenly rose in front of Shen Bei.

Sun Wu was also a ruthless individual, saying no more nonsense. If one strike failed, a second followed closely behind.

A scorching fireball, like a cannon, surged from his palm towards Shen Bei!