Wang Dali shouted, "Yangzi, are you crazy! Our top priority now is to hurry up and call Huang Xiaotao back for reinforcement!"
"No!" I said, "The murderer upstairs can see everything clearly. If a large group of police rushes in, he will definitely know he has been exposed and may take extreme actions."
"He would at most commit suicide by jumping off the building, scum like that is not worth pitying," Wang Dali said.
"No, I mean he may take the residents here hostage!" I said.
Wang Dali was speechless for a moment, then said in a weak tone, "Can we three handle it?"
"We can," I said confidently, "I trust Wang Yuanchao's fighting skills very much, and you also have the tools to deal with him."
"All I have is a broken flashlight..." Wang Dali glanced at the UV flashlight in his hand, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh right, UV light! He is afraid of sunlight, Yangzi you are so damn smart!"
"Let's go then!"
Although I said that, I still called Huang Xiaotao and asked her to come back quickly, but not to take action with a large group of people, in case we startle the snake.
Huang Xiaotao told me, "Wang Yuanchao is very experienced, his fighting skills are also good. You two follow his lead, don't take reckless actions! If the criminal takes hostages, don't provoke him, we'll be there right away."
"Got it!"
The three of us went upstairs, with me walking in front, tilting the umbrella to an angle to let the UV beam from Wang Dali's flashlight shine on the handrail. Wang Yuanchao followed silently behind with his gun ready.
This building was not tall, only six floors, so there was no elevator.
Baiye's blurred fingerprint could be clearly distinguished. I was very worried every time we reached a floor, afraid that the print might appear outside someone's door. That would make things troublesome.
But all the way up to the sixth floor, the fingerprint still did not disappear. I saw the door to the rooftop was half-open, with the pitch-black night sky outside.
I waved my hand, "Turn off the light, don't startle Baiye!"
Wang Dali turned off the flashlight. Wang Yuanchao walked in front with his gun ready in tactical gestures. The two of us followed behind him.
The rooftop was not completely exposed. There were many large water tanks and pipes. To ensure smooth water supply, the residential building would pump tap water up to store at the top. The three of us moved forward step by step. Wang Dali was behind me, clutching my clothes tightly. My ears were filled with the howling night wind and the temperature was very cold.
Wang Yuanchao took extra care with every step, constantly scanning the surroundings with eagle eyes!
After walking for a while, I suddenly heard some movement. Looking up, I saw a man in a black hoodie standing on top of the water tank. His whole body almost blended into the night, only his hands and feet were corpse-like pale white. I cried out, "He's up there!"
Before my voice faded, Wang Yuanchao suddenly turned around and fired a shot upwards. I didn't know if it hit.
The man in black pounced on Wang Yuanchao, using the momentum of his fall to knock him to the ground. The two struggled on the ground, the man hugged Wang Yuanchao from behind and bit down on his neck.
When he opened his mouth, I broke out in a cold sweat, because his pair of fangs were very long and sharp, like a wild beast. My firm belief all this time began to waver - could Baiye really be a vampire!
Seeing Wang Yuanchao about to be bitten, I swung my umbrella at the man's face recklessly.
There was a muffled thud, and the man in black fell to the ground. He quickly steadied himself and hid into the darkness. Wang Yuanchao fired several shots in that direction, hitting the water pipes and causing sparks to spray out!
Wang Yuanchao's forehead was bleeding from the impact, but he didn't seem to care at all. Just as he was about to chase in that direction, something suddenly flew over from another direction, catching him off guard and hitting his back. A stench instantly permeated the air.
Looking at the thing on the ground, it turned out to be a balloon filled with eel blood.
The night sky was suddenly filled with a fluttering sound, and a large swarm of bats flew towards us. The eel blood provoked their wild nature, and pairs of small eyes emitted a glowing green light. I cried out, "Quick, take off your clothes!"
Wang Yuanchao quickly threw off his jacket far away, diverting some of the bats, but some eel blood had also splattered on the ground around us. The bats were like crazy, swooping and crashing into us. Their furry bodies bumping into my face and lips was utterly disgusting.
"Dali, turn on the light!" I yelled while fending off bats with my umbrella. Looking back, I almost vomited blood from anger. Wang Dali was crouching on the ground, hugging his head and shivering, saying "Don't come over, don't come over!"
The chaotic bats completely obstructed our vision. My biggest fear then happened - the man in black charged again!
His ghastly pale face slowly emerged from the top of a water tank, his cold gaze looking past the fluttering bats towards us. A cruel smile appeared on his blood-stained lips as he said in a gloomy voice, "Mere mortals, you think you can kill me?"
Baiye had completely lost his mind. I rolled on the ground, grabbed the UV flashlight, and shone it on his face.
The bats in the sky let out shrill cries and scattered away in all directions. Some crashed into walls and the ground, actually dying on impact. The man in black did not expect this move from me. He let out a scream, hurriedly shielding his face with his hands. It appeared UV light greatly harmed him, as I saw his skin instantly blistered.
The man in black quickly ran away to the other side of the water tank, and Wang Yuanchao chased after him. Gunshots shattered the night sky, then everything became quiet again.
I thought the killer had been shot dead and breathed a sigh of relief. I kicked Wang Dali and scolded him angrily, "You coward, get up!"
"Oh," Wang Dali responded timidly.
We ran over to take a look. Wang Yuanchao was pointing his gun in one direction, while Baiye was hugging a person in his arms, with his fangs against that person's throat - it was the orphanage director!
"Don't come over, he really will kill me, don't come over!" the director trembled and said.
It must have been this old man who threw eel blood at us earlier. Not only was he complicit in the murders, he was now willingly acting as a hostage to help the killer escape. He was truly a muddle-headed fool!
"Director, stop pretending, we already know!" I said, "You are Baiye's father, right?"
The director was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Boy, you really are smart. I felt there was something special about you when you came to investigate the orphanage that day. Yes, Xiaoye is my illegitimate son. I owed them mother and child in the past, and now I intend to repay them doubly!"
I said impatiently, "What kind of repayment is this? Your son is a murderer, and you not only don't stop him but even help him? It would be hard to find a more confused father even with a lantern."
"No!" the director shouted, "Xiaoye did nothing wrong, this is his nature, killing people just to obtain the blood he needs to survive. His birth itself was a punishment God inflicted on me, and I willingly accept it all."
It was fatherly love twisted to the extreme!
"Director, stop talking. I want you to block that annoying policeman's gun so I can escape!" Baiye said.
"Alright, Xiaoye, run, run far away. Your dad's life is nothing." the director shouted.
Wang Yuanchao's face was expressionless as he put his finger on the trigger and said coldly, "Yangzi, should I just kill them both?"
I didn't know how to respond. I had no right to decide others' life and death. The best thing now was to stall until Huang Xiaotao arrived.
Unexpectedly, Baiye suddenly pushed at this moment, and the director recklessly charged at Wang Yuanchao's gun. Wang Yuanchao decisively shot and crippled his leg. The director fell to the ground with a thud.
Baiye took this opportunity to leap towards the edge of the rooftop. I watched in shock as he actually jumped off the building directly.
I was astonished - what a ruthless criminal, choosing death over surrender!
At this moment Wang Yuanchao also charged forward, moving as fast as a hunting leopard. To my further shock, he actually jumped off after Baiye...
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
