144: Chapter 144 The Riot Inside the Air Raid Shelter

"What... is going on?"

When Chen Moxuan's Spiritual Sense flooded into the air-raid shelter and took in the scene, his expression instantly became fascinating.

This air-raid shelter was actually only half-dug and was usually used just to put on a show when alarms went off; the entrance and exit were the same passage.

At this moment, five people led by Zhang Hu were firmly blocking the passage.

In front of them lay at least several dozen delinquent students, scattered in a mess.

Some of these delinquent students were wailing in pain on the ground, while others had already fallen into a coma and lay quietly.

In their hands, knives and various portable clubs were scattered messily all over the floor.

The Four Heavenly Kings were all panting heavily, their bodies covered in wounds of various sizes.

The Fifth Heavenly King, newly appointed by Chen Moxuan, was tightly protected behind them. Although he was the least injured, he was clearly exhausted, his face as pale as paper.

Zhang Hu stood at the very front, his injuries the most severe.

He stared fiercely at the hundred or so delinquent students in front of him who dared not move forward, his voice low: "I said it, nobody is walking out of here today!"

Among the crowd, several gang leaders were particularly conspicuous, their bodies exuding a fierce Aura different from the others.

They bent down to pick up the gleaming knives on the ground, stepped forward with gritted teeth, and roared at the top of their lungs: "Zhang Qing! We usually respect the reputation you've fought for, but if you block everyone's way to survival now, don't blame us for ignoring Jianghu morality!"

These few had once also wanted to challenge the peak of Evil High School and become famous in one fell swoop.

But they hadn't even seen Zhang Hu before they were defeated by the Four Heavenly Kings and became cadres under their organization.

Seeing Zhang Hu's extraordinary skills and his obviously close relationship with the Four Heavenly Kings, they naturally guessed that the man, who was as sturdy as a bear Monster, was the peak of Evil High School, the one who bore the name 'Qing'.

Although that was already half a day ago.

The man in white behind Zhang Hu, seeing the bleeding wounds on Zhang Hu's body, lowered his voice and urged: "Brother Hu... let them go. The injuries you sustained when you fought the boss earlier are too severe..."

Whether it was the Four Heavenly Kings or Zhang Hu, during Chen Moxuan's search for Zhang Qing this morning, all had suffered heavy injuries that would have been enough to incapacitate them.

Especially Zhang Hu, because both his body and his mouth were quite tough, he took three of Chen Moxuan's punches before he crashed to the ground.

Otherwise, let alone a few dozen delinquent students with weapons; even if hundreds more came, Zhang Hu could easily beat them to the ground.

Zhang Hu ignored the man in white's persuasion and continued to roar at the gang leaders: "The boss of Evil High School has changed; I am called Zhang Hu now!"

"Anyone who wants to harm the boss, don't even think about walking out of here!"

The Four Heavenly Kings looked at Zhang Hu's resolute and determined attitude, and memories of the past rushed into their minds like a tide. Back then, it was this loyalty of Zhang Hu's that had deeply moved them, making them decide to follow him to the death.

They couldn't help but have tears in their eyes, and they blocked in front of Zhang Hu one after another, roaring at the top of their lungs: "Nobody is getting out of here!"

Previously, the scene was in chaos, everyone was talking at once, and through their chatter, Zhang Hu and the others had pieced together the full picture.

Afterwards, they each took out their phones and learned that C City had actually become the venue for the Continental Carnival, and a warm-up event was currently underway.

Their new boss, Chen Moxuan, had actually become one of the Monsters in the event.

At the same time, many people discovered that after they clicked the button to send coordinates, there was no response, and instead, they fell into a one-hour cooldown period.

They understood immediately that the Monster was not with them at all. Consequently, the crowd gradually calmed down.

At this moment, someone stood up and suggested loudly: "After reading the rules, everyone should understand that when the official event starts, whether you join the Hunters or the Fugitives, if you haven't exchanged for weapons, you'll just be slaughtered and become points in others' hands."

"If we continue to stay here, we're just waiting to die! We must go out and find the Monsters, send their coordinates, and use this event to gain enough points."

As soon as the voice fell, someone retorted: "But that's a Monster! Isn't it suicide to go looking for him?"

In the crowd, a know-it-all soon stood up and retorted: "I've watched so many editions of the Continental Carnival, I know better than you. We are just tools to entertain the audience now; the organizers wouldn't make the rules so one-sided that one side has no power to fight back."

"This is just a warm-up event, the intensity certainly won't be high, and that Monster named Chen Moxuan doesn't look that strong."

"I remember now, isn't this person the transfer student who just came in today? He's always sleeping, very low presence." Someone continued to stare at Chen Moxuan's photo, suddenly slapped their thigh, and realized.

"Right! I even fought him this morning; he's nothing special, he couldn't even kill me with one slap!"

In the crowd, shouts rose one after another, each with their own thoughts. Some coveted the cool equipment in the mall, while others knew the importance of points and were inciting the crowd, wanting everyone to go out with them to share the risk.

As more and more people joined the call, everyone gradually felt that this Monster named Chen Moxuan didn't seem so scary after all.

Of course, they were not live viewers and didn't know that in addition to Chen Moxuan, there were now ten Transcendent criminals in C City.

"Go out and find that Chen Moxuan! With so many of us, are we really afraid of just one person?"

"It's just sending coordinates from afar, it's no big deal."

The previously still crowd became restless again, preparing to surge toward the exit. However, at this moment, Zhang Hu and the Five Heavenly Kings blocked the exit.

Zhang Hu did not yet understand what sending coordinates meant for the Monsters in the event. He only knew that if these people went out, they would definitely harm his new boss.

"I don't know why the boss is a Monster, but I know he is our boss."

"If you want to harm the boss, you'll have to step over me first!"

At first, Zhang Hu, relying on that chilling Aura and his burly physique, forced the restless crowd to retreat again and again, not daring to get close.

But as time passed, his unhealed wounds began to ache, and his stamina was constantly draining. The delinquent groups in the crowd gradually lost patience, took out the weapons hidden on their bodies, and no longer cared about any rules or morality.

They swarmed to the front of the crowd, waving their weapons, and fiercely attacked Zhang Hu and the others. Thus, the current situation arose.

"Damn it! Don't just stand there, let's go together! So what if we kill them!"

"The rules are written clearly, nothing is against the law now!"

"The person in front of us is the peak of Evil High School; today is the day to make a name for ourselves!"

"Just do it!"

The gang leaders roared at the top of their lungs, desperately trying to bolster their own courage while frantically inciting the people around them to take action. Some hot-headed youths were indeed incited by them, roaring and rushing forward.

With these few troublemakers leading the way, the others were not to be outdone, waving their blades and clubs, rushing toward Zhang Hu and the others like a tide from all directions.

Zhang Hu and the others tightened their expressions, knowing that these people had lost their heads, and this wave of attacks would surely be unprecedentedly fierce.

A gleaming blade stabbed at Zhang Hu's chest; he stared fixedly at the trajectory of the blade, preparing to crush the person's wrist.

Just then, a chilling, invisible pressure spread out instantly.

The previously restless crowd seemed to be hit by a freezing spell in an instant, falling into a deathly silence.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment; everyone's movements came to an abrupt halt, and even their breathing stagnated. They didn't understand why this was happening, only feeling as if a thousand-pound boulder had suddenly pressed down on their hearts, so heavy that they couldn't breathe.

Their minds went blank, unable to produce any other thoughts.

"Tap, tap, tap."

In this deathly silence, the sound of footsteps coming from the passage was exceptionally clear, each step landing heavily on everyone's hearts.

A detached voice drifted over: "We've only known each other for half a day, is it really worth being this loyal?"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Hu and the Fifth Heavenly King were instantly overjoyed, blurting out in unison: "Boss?"