Chapter 481 – Down or Up?

“We have to hurry, we can’t let this sneaky bastard get away again!” Li Hao suddenly got excited. He patted the shoulder of the duckbill cap wearer and asked, “Can you still hold on?”

“N-no… no problem…” the duckbill cap wearer replied, slurring his words with a crooked mouth.

“That’s good! It’s still not too late to chase him! Let’s go!”

Li Hao was the first to rush out of the alley.

Suddenly realizing he had been toyed with for two days and watching the helicopter get shot down right in front of him, Li Hao’s anger was rising rapidly.

Now that he finally had a lead on Ling Mo, Li Hao couldn’t wait to catch him and unleash all his fury on that bastard.

He glanced back at the duckbill cap wearer, his anger flaring even more.

This duckbill cap wearer had been beaten severely by Ling Mo using materialized psychic power, and his body still had a lot of psychic fluctuation residue from Ling Mo.

So at first, Li Hao almost shot him.

“Stay calm…”

He took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the gun.

According to the duckbill cap’s account, Ling Mo was alone at the scene.

And since he let the duckbill cap wearer go, it was certain his companions were not nearby.

But that didn’t mean they wouldn’t regroup. Ling Mo should also know the explosion sound from the helicopter would draw them over, and his companions were definitely on their way.

And those girls’ strength was not to be underestimated either…

But the most dangerous one was still Ling Mo himself. Even if his psychic power was heavily depleted, they couldn’t afford to be careless.

“As long as we can kill him, those girls won’t be a threat. Besides, Yin Jie and the others have already killed one of them…”

Li Hao analyzed all the information he had while planning the battle strategy.

At this moment, the duckbill cap wearer was struggling to keep up.

The Raincoat Man calmly overtook him, and as he brushed past him, the duckbill cap wearer heard a very low and ethereal voice: “Survived… not quite in line with that person’s usual behavior.”

The duckbill cap wearer paused, turning his swollen face towards the Raincoat Man, a hint of confusion in his narrowed eyes: “What?”

“He should be like me, right? Any enemy that tries to harm him will be completely eliminated. If you bite him once, he’ll hide in the shadows, waiting for the chance to slowly devour you piece by piece. Moreover, one of his female companions was killed. If it were me, I’d probably torture and kill every single pursuer.”

The Raincoat Man finished with a light laugh, as if imagining the process of “torture and kill.”

“Don’t you think?” he asked finally.

“You’re asking me?” the duckbill cap wearer only stared at him, not answering.

But three words popped into his head: What a joke!

And what was with this guy… standing there thinking from the enemy’s perspective, imagining killing all his own people…

And he seemed excited about it!

“But on the other hand…” the Raincoat Man continued, “knowing that the prey is waiting to bite back, I would do everything to make the prey despair, suffer, and die… Hee hee hee, the expression they make when they die with resentment and hatred should be interesting.”

What’s the point of telling me this… We don’t seem to know each other well!

Weren’t you just acting all aloof? Keep it that way, why start a conversation now…

The duckbill cap wearer remained silent.

“Is he really that formidable?”

Here it is, the main point!

All that talk was indeed useless, except to show how stupid you are!

The duckbill cap wearer thought for a moment, pointed to his face, and slurred, “What do… you think?”

“The stronger the prey, the more valuable the hunt…”

The Raincoat Man laughed again, that gender-neutral voice making the duckbill cap wearer shiver. He gave the Raincoat Man a deep look, his mouth twitching slightly.

Soon, they arrived at the helicopter crash site.

The scene was a mess, and some zombies had already surrounded the area.

A dozen or so zombies had surrounded a small area. The sounds of chewing and tearing were constant, and blood was flowing out from under their feet.

It was clear that the man who used the Meteor Fist had been torn to shreds.

Li Hao, pressed against the wall, peeked out and said, “He’s definitely left here. But among them, only he has mental abilities, so the traces left behind must be his.”

As he spoke, he suddenly closed his eyes and carefully probed the area.

“Got it, over there. He probably hasn’t run too far.”

Li Hao, sticking close to the wall, led them around the back of a building and then turned onto a small street.

Though it was just a building away, this area felt much quieter.

The zombies had been drawn away by the explosion and the smell of blood, leaving the street empty except for various debris.

Most of the shops along the road had been damaged, looking almost like ruins at first glance.

But Li Hao didn’t dare let his guard down. Holding his gun, he slowly moved forward.

At the same time, the Gray-clad Man pulled out a rebar as thick as an arm from behind his waist.

One end of the rebar was wrapped in black cloth, giving it a heavy look, and it was completely smooth, unlike typical rebar.

“He should be on this street…”

Li Hao tried hard to sense his surroundings. The psychic fluctuation traces here were scattered, seeming to be everywhere.

This situation was clearly not conducive to searching, but Li Hao instead showed a faint smile: “Creating false appearances, thinking I’d fall for it a second time?”

He suddenly turned his gaze to a nearby mall and waved his hand: “Over there!”

The mall still bore the marks of a fire, with its doors and outer walls blackened.

Behind the broken glass windows, it was pitch dark, as if something was hiding in the shadows…

As they entered the mall, Li Hao and his group immediately slowed their pace.

Everyone drew their weapons, moving cautiously and keeping a vigilant watch.

Inside the mall, two non-functional escalators led downwards, while another pair ascended to the upper floors.

Psychic fluctuations were present both above and below, making it difficult to decide.

However, going underground was definitely not a wise choice.

Even if someone was below, they could be attacked by other means without needing to go down there.

However, just as Li Hao reached out to grab a grenade, the duckbill cap wearer, who had been standing at the back, suddenly let out a scream.

“Ahhhhhh!”

It was as if he had been tripped by invisible chains, and with a swift motion, he was dragged down to the lower level.

“Boom!”

When the duckbill cap wearer hit the ground floor, he was still clawing desperately at the floor, but an immense force pulled him into the darkness.

“Damn!”

Li Hao immediately ran to the railing and looked down.

But below, there was no one in sight—no trace of the duckbill cap wearer.

“Ah!”

A muffled scream echoed from the depths.

“It’s definitely him. There was a strong psychic fluctuation just a moment ago! But we’re too late!”

Li Hao quickly jumped down, with the Raincoat Man following closely behind.

But as the Gray-clad Man was about to join them, he suddenly saw a shadowy figure heading upstairs.

He quickly moved to the side, gripping his rebar tightly, and slowly walked towards the elevator, peering up.

Sure enough, he saw the edge of someone’s clothing flash into view, but it disappeared upstairs just as quickly.

“Captain!”

He called out in a lowered voice but received no response. Looking down, he realized that Li Hao and the Raincoat Man had already been drawn into the dark depths by the intermittent screams.

“Below is Ling Mo, and above must be his accomplice… But how is his accomplice already here?”

Splitting up at a time like this was definitely not a good idea, but if he followed them underground, they could be caught in a pincer attack, making the situation even more dangerous.

Moreover, even if he went down now, he might not be able to regroup with Li Hao and the Raincoat Man immediately.

The situation below was uncertain; heading upstairs seemed to have a better chance of success.

“Killing his accomplice will also affect Ling Mo. It’d be best to capture them alive as a hostage!”

The Gray-clad Man made up his mind, holding his rebar tightly as he cautiously headed upstairs.