The sharp gunshot was deafening.
The people around the street fell into panic, running in all directions to dodge it. They were familiar with such gunshots and knew what it ant.
Xu Wenfeng’s body ghostified, effortlessly dodging the shot, and rushed toward that building.
But when he arrived, he only saw a corpse and a man holding a blood-stained long knife.
"Apologies, sir from the Security Bureau, for disturbing you." He looked at Xu Wenfeng, bowed, and said with a smile on his face.
Xu Wenfeng didn’t relax at all, maintaining his ghostified status, a slender sword blade appearing in his hand, and questioned, "Who are you?"
The man, seeing Xu Wenfeng about to act, quickly said, "Ah, ah, ah, I have no hostility towards you. My na is Gu Xingrong, a player from He Kou Town and also the sheriff."
"Sheriff? Then who is he?" Xu Wenfeng asked, looking at the dead gunman on the ground.
"Who else, a mber of the Doomsday Cult, right? You guys co in with hardly anyone, afraid the Doomsday Cult can’t kill you?" Gu Xingrong said with a sinister smile.
Xu Wenfeng said indifferently, "No need, we just ca to check out the situation first."
Gu Xingrong mocked, "You really have guts. Do you really think no one dares to kill you just because you’re from the Security Bureau?"
Xu Wenfeng shrugged, "Let’s not talk about this. Since you’re the sheriff here, take us to see your leader."
Gu Xingrong shook his head, "I’m afraid that won’t do. His location can’t be exposed. If exposed, there might be threats. Those crazy Doomsday Cultists are looking for him."
Xu Wenfeng frowned, "Looking for him? For what reason?"
Gu Xingrong put away the knife, smiling oddly, "Because of sothing in his hands, and because those Doomsday Cultists want revenge on him."
"You co down with first." Xu Wenfeng turned to head downstairs.
"You really aren’t afraid of death, huh."
Gu Xingrong mumbled as he followed, not afraid of death himself, or he wouldn’t be here.
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Su Changxing didn’t follow them because he saw the gunman was dead, and there was no need to follow. Within this domain, he could support Xu Wenfeng imdiately.
Soon, Xu Wenfeng ca down, followed by a person in a gray-brown jacket, carrying a rifle.
He wasn’t an Extraordinary either.
"Is that your superior? Do you Extraordinary also have superiors?" Gu Xingrong asked Xu Wenfeng.
Xu Wenfeng smiled, "Of course, Extraordinary aren’t much where we are."
Gu Xingrong looked surprised, thinking Xu Wenfeng was exaggerating, "Are there many Extraordinary in your Security Bureau?"
"More than you can imagine," Xu Wenfeng said mysteriously.
Approaching, he introduced to Su Changxing, "This is Gu Xingrong, the sheriff here and player, it was he who killed that gunman."
Gu Xingrong smirked, "Nice to et you, sir."
He was being polite; after all, the other party was a superior Extraordinary, deserved so face.
Su Changxing looked at him and asked, "Is your face paralyzed?"
Gu Xingrong’s expression was strange, with one side of his face completely expressionless.
Gu Xingrong nodded, "Paralyzed for so reason, but it’s no big deal."
Su Changxing shook his head, chuckling, "Paralysis isn’t trivial, a body like yours shouldn’t paralyze."
Gu Xingrong stared a bit, not expecting the other to think that deeply, murmuring, "Initially, it was just fright, but later for other reasons, I can’t elaborate."
Su Changxing smiled slightly, having guessed the reason, changed the subject, "What happened earlier? Was the gunman affiliated with the Doomsday Cult?"
Gu Xingrong lowered his head, feeling imnse pressure from Su Changxing, like a student before a strict teacher.
"Yes... yes," he sighed, "Our leader has also hidden."
"Where?" Su Changxing asked.
Gu Xingrong was silent, "Sorry, I can’t say."
Su Changxing continued, "Since he hid, why are you wandering around?"
Gu Xingrong smiled, "A Doomsday Cultist has extraordinary assassination skills, so our leader hides, can’t let him find, but I’m not afraid of death, dying doesn’t affect much."
Su Changxing shook his head, "No one isn’t afraid of death; don’t be mistaken."
Gu Xingrong patted his chest, eyes bloodshot, "But I’m well-known for not fearing death!"
With a crisp click, a cloth-wrapped pistol pressed to his forehead.
So fast!
The cold feeling spread through his flesh, making his heart race.
He found his body immobilized, forehead covered in cold sweat, staring at the man before him.
What’s happening?
He didn’t understand.
It never happened, even facing Extraordinary, never felt fear.
Su Changxing slowly withdrew the gun, chuckling, "See, you’re still afraid, just numbed."
"Heard there’re many Doomsday Cultists here; we ca to purge them. If you know their hideout, take us, eliminate them directly."
Gu Xingrong shook his head, "Can’t, though we know their presence, these cultists hide well, unclear how many."
"Recently, a tragedy occurred here, hundreds hanged, feared by all. The term ’Doomsday Cult’ isn’t thrown around lightly here, as one never knows who’s a cultist."
Su Changxing frowned, "Do you know who are cultists?"
Gu Xingrong paused, "Honestly, those we knew are dead, mainly small fries, even Ordinary People."
"They enjoy hiding, necessary or not... Many cultists among Ordinary People, it’s their only way to beco Extraordinary."
Su Changxing pondered, hardly different from what he expected; the Doomsday Cult was like a parasite, corrupting everything in the shadows.
"Does the cult truly turn Ordinary People into Extraordinary?" Su Changxing asked.
Gu Xingrong nodded, "Yes, once an Ordinary Person joined, beca Extraordinary, killed by us."
Xu Wenfeng teased Gu Xingrong, "You’re not Extraordinary either; the cult must tempt you greatly."
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