47: Chapter 47 You're going to ruin my livelihood?! You're dead meat!

Accompanied by the roar of a violent engine, a red steel behemoth charged into the battlefield like a cannonball fresh out of the chamber.

The Butcher only saw a sudden flash of red before his eyes.

In the next second, he felt as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed train, his entire body flying backward uncontrollably.

With a loud "bang," the Butcher smashed heavily into a pile of abandoned cars, his life or death unknown.

Meanwhile, the "hit-and-run driver," Lu Yuan, controlled the heavy tank to complete a stylish and clean tail-flick drift, coming to a steady stop in front of Bai Li.

Black and white flames were continuously accumulating and burning on the cannon barrel, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted.

Inside the cockpit, Lu Yuan scratched his head.

"Huh? Did I just hit something?"

"Forget it, whatever!"

He muttered as he controlled the periscope to look around, wanting to see which unlucky bastard had been announced to the entire district as a live target.

However, when he saw the surrounding scene clearly, the casualness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an increasingly cold and stern expression.

Members of the Red Wolf Guild from District C-72 were lying all over the ground.

Some had already become cold corpses, while others lay in pools of blood, wailing in pain and rolling on the ground.

In the light pillar of the teleportation array not far away, Wang Jian was shivering as he held his rifle.

Lu Yuan's gaze narrowed: "Good grief, after all that, it's our district's people being besieged!"

At this time, the members of the Red Wolf Guild also recognized this iconic red tank, and an explosion of post-disaster excitement and revelry instantly broke out.

"It's the Boss! Boss Red Wolf is here!"

"Waaaah! We're saved now!!"

"Boss, you must avenge us!!"

However, in stark contrast to the fervor of District C-72, the red-named lackeys from the other districts looked like they had lost their parents, their faces turning pale to the extreme.

They looked at the tank radiating a terrifying pressure, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

"Not good, it's Red Wolf! That legendary Red Wolf is here!"

"What Red Wolf? Make yourself clear!"

"Didn't you f*cking look at the public channel?! It's the f*cking Red Wolf who fired a shot that created a black hole and cleared the screen from eighty kilometers away!"

"Shit! You're talking about that freak?!"

Fear spread through the red-named thugs like a plague. Someone took the lead in shouting, and the psychological defenses of this group of outlaws instantly collapsed.

"Run, brothers! If we don't run now, we're dead!"

Inside the cockpit, Lu Yuan's face was solemn, and killing intent surfaced.

Actually, since the guild was established, he had almost never managed anything, leaving everything to Lin Zihao to handle.

To him, when the Red Wolf Guild was first established, it was nothing more than a useful tool for harvesting resources.

Oh no... to put it in high-EQ terms, it was called a 'Strategic Resource Coordination and Sustainable Talent Incubation Base'!

He was, after all, the guild leader.

Now, seeing his own members being cut down like dogs by people from other districts, left half-dead on the ground...

Lu Yuan only felt a surge of nameless, wicked fire rushing straight to his head.

Attacking his employees was equivalent to smashing his rice bowl! Cutting off his path to wealth!

"Run?"

Lu Yuan sneered, his finger unhesitatingly pressing the secondary gun button on the console.

"Can you escape?"

"Vrrr—"

The Electro-Storm on the roof instantly began charging, and a cold blue light quickly lit up on the barrels.

Those out-of-district lackeys who hadn't run far felt the lethal threat behind them and subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

The close-in weapon system radar emitted rapid prompts, automatically locking onto all targets in the field.

The six barrels began to rotate at high speed, and tongues of fire spat out.

Thirty-millimeter caliber electro-armor-piercing shells swept out in all directions like a violent storm.

A one-sided metal floor-cleansing began.

Those out-of-district lackeys who hadn't made it far didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly torn into a mist of blood by the terrifying Metal Storm.

During this moment of frantic harvesting, Bai Li, who was outside the vehicle, suddenly sensed something and turned her head sharply, shouting: "Watch out!"

On a dilapidated clock tower a thousand meters away, a flash of fire appeared.

A special armor-piercing shell carrying a terrifying sonic boom whistled through the air, its speed reaching the extreme.

"Boom!"

A huge spark exploded on the roof. The barrels of the Electro-Storm jammed instantly, emitting a sharp sound of metal snapping, followed by a thick cloud of black smoke.

System red alerts flashed frantically before Lu Yuan's eyes.

[Warning! Warning! Electro-Storm has sustained high kinetic impact. Current damage: 75%!]

Immediately following that, before Lu Yuan could make his next move...

"Bang!"

From the distant clock tower, another dull sound of a sniper rifle rang out.

The second special armor-piercing shell, like a viper's tongue, accurately struck the Crimson Armor on the front of the Red Wolf Tank.

"Clang—"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of metal ricocheting...

That terrifying bullet, which could even pierce a Mechanical White Tiger in one shot, was actually deflected, sparking a brilliant flash in mid-air.

[Warning! Crimson Armor has been attacked. Current armor damage: 5%!]

Inside the cockpit, Lu Yuan looked at the red alerts popping up on the panel, the sneer on the corner of his mouth gradually fading.

The killing intent that had already been rising due to the guild members being killed now reached its absolute limit, causing the temperature in the entire cockpit to seemingly drop to the freezing point.

He slowly turned his head, following the trajectory back-calculation provided by the radar system.

His gaze pierced through the thousand-meter distance, locking dead onto that abandoned, dilapidated clock tower.

"You dare touch my precious secondary gun."

"You're f*cking dead today."

"Even if Jesus comes, he can't save you. I said it!"