bdsm-fiction Chapter 86 Sun Donglai assassinates Wang Xing!
Chapter 86 Sun Donglai assassinates Wang Xing!
The next morning.
The setting sun, like blood, tinged the tiles and alloy utility poles of the old streets of Chengdu with a layer of twilight.
Wang Xing did not get up at four in the morning to go to school to practice his sword as usual.
Outside the window, everything was still a deep blue. He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, listening to his mother Yang Xiaoxia's soft snoring next door. Usually at this time, he would already be sweating profusely in the school's training building.
But today is different.
He turned over, buried his face in the pillow, and forced himself to continue resting. He needed to conserve his energy and recharge. This was something Wang Yangming had repeatedly emphasized on the phone last night; no one knew how the appointment that afternoon would turn out.
In order to conserve his peak physical strength for the unknown battle that may occur at the abandoned thermal power plant tonight, he made an exception and stayed at home today without expending any energy.
At 6:30, the alarm clock rang.
"Mom, I'm going to a classmate's house for practice tonight. I'll be back late, so don't wait up for me. Go to bed early."
At the dinner table, Wang Xing quickly finished a bowl of steaming hot egg noodles and greeted his mother, Yang Xiaoxia, with a smile.
As Yang Xiaoxia cleared the dishes, she gently reminded him, "Then drive carefully. Things haven't been peaceful in the city lately. The provincial exam is important, but your health and safety come first, understand?"
"Don't worry, Mom, I definitely won't cause any trouble before the provincial exam."
Wang Xing noticed that his fingertips touched his mother's rough palms, which were covered with calluses and tiny cracks, traces left by years of washing baby bottles at the postpartum care center.
He suddenly wanted to say something, but the words caught in his throat.
So he smiled and waved, slung his tactical shoulder bag over his shoulder, turned around, pushed open the door, and walked out of the house.
"Mom, I'm leaving."
"Be careful on the road."
The moment I pushed open the unit door, a refreshing and invigorating morning breeze rushed towards me.
Wang Xing walked leisurely out of the residential area with his hands in his pockets.
His footsteps made a soft "rustling" sound on the old cement floor. His expression was calm, like any ordinary senior high school student rushing to morning self-study.
But the blood and qi within the body had already begun to circulate slowly...
The two divine tiger particles on the right thumb and index finger, like two sleeping stars, pulsate slightly deep within the meridians.
The two divine tiger particles were not fully activated, but were maintained in a low-power alert state, like the ears of a feline when it is dozing.
As soon as Wang Xing stepped out of the building, the hairs on his body trembled slightly.
He sharply raised his head, pretended to rub his neck, and glanced at the low-altitude alloy tracks above the street.
It's too tight.
Ever since he won the Chengdu Hundred Schools Competition, the authorities and the Yuanfang Bureau have planted secret agents around him.
But today, this feeling of being secretly "watched" seems stronger than ever before.
In the void, the faint, extremely subtle swirling sound of low-altitude drone air currents echoed... At the street corner, the newsstand uncle who usually only sold cheap cigarettes was wearing a polymer tactical vest that wasn't properly concealed today, its outline clearly visible beneath his clothes...
Even the sanitation truck slowly driving by on the other side faintly exuded the powerful aura unique to high-level mecha pilots.
"Could it be that the two divine tiger particles brought about this more refined and accurate perception?"
"That's certainly one reason, but it feels different; there are even more people today..."
"Could it be that the higher-ups in Chengdu have gotten wind of this and increased their protection of me?"
Wang Xing frowned slightly, pondering to himself.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea.
He only told Wang Yangming about what happened last night. As a senior member of the Tian Shu Mech Hunters, Wang Yangming was shrewd and ruthless, and would never risk alerting the enemy at this time and leaking the information to the ordinary peacekeeping troops all over the streets.
The structure of this chapter is clearly somewhat chaotic.
Moreover, he had a vague feeling that the eyes watching him today...
Not quite right.
Wang Xing continued walking forward.
As he gradually left the residential area and walked into the mottled old street leading to the old town, the feeling of being watched suddenly took a strange turn.
The gentle, protective gaze emanating from peacekeeping agents and sentries was abruptly severed by an extremely cold and viscous gaze as they passed an intersection!
In the past, Wang Xing would have found it difficult to detect such subtle changes in the aura of danger.
However, the perception provided by the two divine tiger particles spread out slowly within a twenty-meter radius around him, like an invisible net.
He could "hear" the deliberately suppressed heartbeats behind him, and "smell" the faint scent of mecha maintenance oil on those disguised as passersby.
This aura is different.
This aura was hidden deeper and further away, like a crocodile lurking in deep water, only revealing a pair of cold eyes.
And a kind of...hunger.
It's like a hunter eyeing its prey.
"Um?"
Wang Xing paused slightly.
A wave of warnings swept across the country.
"Someone is hunting me..."
This thought suddenly popped into Wang Xing's head.
"Aren't these guys planning to wait until this afternoon at the abandoned power plant?"
"They'd really do something in this busy downtown area? Are they crazy...? I'm a protected species, like a giant panda, how dare they attack me in the city?"
Wang Xing narrowed his eyes, his vigilance instantly reaching its peak.
But he didn't panic. Instead, he calmly stopped in front of "Wang's Steamed Bun Shop" on a street corner.
"Boss, three meat buns and a cup of soy milk, please."
As Wang Xing paid, he subtly shifted his body slightly while looking down to retrieve his terminal.
His peripheral vision swept across the street scene like radar.
The building diagonally opposite, the old balconies of residents, the trucks parked on the side of the road...
On the surface, everything seemed normal. The elderly were fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans under the shade of trees, and workers were hurrying home after work.
But beneath this peaceful scene, the air was thick with the deathly stillness of an impending storm.
"puff!"
Sudden!!
There was no deafening gunshot, only an extremely faint sound of air tearing apart, almost completely silenced by the silencer, suddenly rang in Wang Xing's ears!
That was a sonic boom from a high-explosive silenced grenade tearing through the airflow!
It pierced his temple from the seven o'clock position on the left.
too fast.
An ordinary person's reaction time is about 0.2 seconds, while an 8th-level martial artist can reduce it to 0.05 seconds. However, when Wang Xing was in the state of activated Divine Tiger Particles, his Divine Tiger Perception was elevated to an almost inhuman level.
He felt the bullet spinning, saw the fine texture on the surface of the bullet, and even saw the air being compressed into a cone-shaped shock wave.
That single, blinding silver spark, carrying devastating heat, was shooting straight toward his temple!
"Tiger travels through nine mountains!"
Wang Xing roared inwardly, and the power of the Myriad Manifestations Prajna erupted like a volcano in the muscles of his legs.
His spine snapped like an angry dragon, and in a flash, he became a blurry, dark golden afterimage, forcibly shifting half a meter to the right!
"boom!"
The bullet grazed Wang Xing's side and smashed a bowl-sized charred hole in the alloy signboard behind the steamed bun shop.
Molten, crimson liquid from the alloy splashed everywhere, sizzling white smoke on the cement floor.
"Ah! Shooting!"
"Run!"
"Holy crap, murder!"
The once peaceful street descended into chaos in an instant, filled with screams and the sound of screeching brakes.
The moment the bullet hit the ground, Wang Xing had already dodged into the alleyway 5 meters ahead. The instant the shot was fired, he had already locked onto the source of the bullet's trajectory based on its direction.
Fifty meters away, on the third floor of the Xinmate Shopping Mall!
That's it.
Simultaneously.
Behind the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the third floor of New Mart, a figure wearing a black hoodie flashed by, quickly retreating into the depths of the mall.
"Trying to leave?!"
The fighting spirit in Wang Xing's eyes was ignited in an instant.
He didn't call for covert protection; in the bustling city center, those people couldn't possibly react as fast as this high-level assassin.
Wang Xing suddenly activated the Abyss Runes on his wrist, and the Fierce Tiger Mech fully deployed.
"Click, click!"
Moreover, what Wang Xing showed this time was not a humanoid beast costume, but a pure beast costume.
Once the Beast Armor Mech reaches level eight, it can freely switch between Beast Armor Humanoid and Humanoid Mech forms.
The Tiger Footwear and Tiger Claws closed in a fraction of a second, and the moment the alloy footwear touched the ground, a terrifying reaction force was unleashed.
The reason for activating the pure beast suit is that the pure beast suit's absolute speed is faster than the beast suit humanoid form!
"boom--!!"
Wang Xing's entire mecha tiger transformed into a bolt of lightning, leaving a spiderweb-like crack in the concrete road. His body soared into the air and slammed into the floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor of the Xinmate Shopping Mall!
"Splash—!!"
The thick tempered glass shattered instantly into a shower of glistening raindrops under the violent impact of the tiger's claws.
The moment Wang Xing broke through the window and landed, he transformed back into a beast-like humanoid form.
The impact was instantly dissipated. At this moment, alarms blared throughout the mall, and red emergency lights flashed, illuminating the empty shelves and messy aisles.
The stench of the abyss distortion hadn't completely dissipated yet!
"In the fire escape!"
Wang Xing, relying on the absolute control of the aberrant aura by the Divine Tiger Particles, instantly locked onto the direction of the safety passage.
He exerted force with both legs, leaving a deep footprint in the tiled floor with each step.
He pushed open the fire door and ran up the stairs.
The mall's ventilation ducts echoed with dull thuds, indicating that the other party was clearly an expert in urban escape, using the complex pipework to frantically shake him off.
"Stay here!"
Wang Xing leaped over half a flight of stairs, his right hand, with its five fingers spread wide, slammed into the metal sheet of a ventilation duct on one side, tearing the duct apart as easily as cutting tofu with its alloy claws.
However, apart from a pungent electromagnetic smoke spreading rapidly, the place was already deserted.
This specially made electromagnetic smoke instantly interfered with all the surveillance cameras in the mall, and also caused Wang Xing's thermal imaging system to be temporarily blinded.
When Wang Xing forced his way onto the open-air platform on the top floor of the mall, all he could see was howling wind and the undulating horizon of Chengdu in the distance.
The person is missing.
"Running so fast?!"
Wang Xing looked puzzled: "Logically speaking, I wouldn't say we could definitely catch up with this assassin, but we shouldn't have been completely caught without even seeing a shadow of him... He didn't escape; he must have used some kind of technique or method."
And at that very moment.
Wang Xing noticed that there seemed to be a patch of dark red blood slowly dissipating on the wall beside him.
The shapes and marks of the dark red blood flowing down the wall resembled the gaping maw of a monster.
"This is... I've seen it in the books of the Abyss Monsters. It's a spatial technology created by the Abyss Monsters..."
Wang Xing's brows furrowed sharply.
"After failing, the assassin used this spatial technology to escape... so this was inherently an impossible chase."
"No wonder he dared to kill me in broad daylight in the middle of the city; it turns out this guy had a trump card for escaping..."
"Damn it..."
Wang Xing removed his armor parts, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
"Wang Xing! How are you?!"
"Wang Xing, are you hurt?!"
At this moment, several powerful auras finally broke through the air.
Several high-ranking mech pilots dressed in peacekeeping force uniforms landed on the rooftop, their faces pale and their expressions extremely anxious.
If this most prominent "solar energy seed" in Chengdu were assassinated right under their noses, they would all be sent to a military court.
"I'm fine, the other person is gone."
Wang Xing took a deep breath to calm his surging blood and qi, and waved his hand coldly.
His gaze wasn't on the sweating peacekeeping agents, but fixed on the edge of the rooftop, next to a weathered condenser pipe.
There, lying quietly, was a black hoodie that had been hastily torn off and discarded when it got caught in a ventilation duct during an escape attempt.
Wang Xing looked over and then bent down to pick up the garment.
The clothes still retained some of the body heat.
Black, hoodie...
Wang Xing's body suddenly stiffened, and a complex and chilling look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
"Sun Donglai..."
The boy's inner murmurs were shattered by the fierce winds on the rooftop.