Chapter 72 – Red Flame Fang Type 3


Bang! Bang! Bang!

The wind blades didn’t kill the culprit; they all crashed into a protective shield.

This shield was sky blue, like an endless ocean, and the wind blades were swallowed without causing any damage.

Seeing this, Ye Shuangluo raised his blade, ready to charge.

But the young man who had almost achieved a double kill with his sniper rifle stopped him.

“Please wait, Yuan Yuan didn’t mean any harm. She was just worried about me and acted rashly.”

Ye Shuangluo placed the blade against his neck and sneered, “No harm? She just shot at me. If I were an ordinary person, that shot could have seriously injured or even killed me.

If you say she meant no harm, then I mean no harm either. I just think you’re too dangerous, and I’m afraid of getting hurt.”

The blade kissed the young man’s neck, and a few drops of blood trickled down the blade of Mortal Kill.

“Bad man, don’t bully Mr. Xiao Yu.”

A little girl ran over at some point, pounding Ye Shuangluo’s leg with her tiny fists.

“Yuan Yuan!”

Xiao Yu’s face changed dramatically, seemingly not expecting the little girl to run out of the protective shield.

Ye Shuangluo looked down at the little girl attacking him.

She looked about five or six years old, wearing a pink princess dress with a blue butterfly hairpin on her head.

Ye Shuangluo slightly manipulated the wind element, lifting the little girl up.

Then, with one hand holding the blade against Xiao Yu’s neck, he grabbed the little girl’s collar with the other, bringing her in front of him.

Upon closer inspection, he concluded that this little girl was indeed a bit chubbier than her peers, no wonder she was called Yuan Yuan.

“Bad man! Let me go.”

Even when lifted, Yuan Yuan continued to punch and kick in the air.

Ye Shuangluo looked at her expressionlessly, his killing aura beginning to emanate.

Due to their close proximity, she bore the full brunt of this aura.

As a five-year-old, she couldn’t handle it and immediately burst into tears.

“Waaah, bad man, I want my mommy, mommy!”

Hearing the little girl’s cries, a kind smile appeared on Ye Shuangluo’s face.

“How pitiful, you want your mommy, huh? But I can’t find her. How about I send you to see your great-grandmother instead?”

As he spoke, several wind blades were created, ready to slice the little girl’s head off.

Noticing this, Xiao Yu hurriedly said, “You can’t kill her, Yuan Yuan is the daughter of our Group 4 leader.”

Ye Shuangluo narrowed his eyes, and the ice element slowly enveloped the blade of Mortal Kill.

“Are you threatening me?”

“…I’m just telling you the consequences if you do this.”

Ye Shuangluo pondered for a moment, then suddenly sheathed his blade and tossed the child to Xiao Yu.

To say the least, Xiao Yu was bewildered by Ye Shuangluo’s actions. Did his threat actually work?

“Thank you for your generosity, Xiao Yu is deeply grateful.”

Ye Shuangluo waved his hand, expressionless, “Don’t thank me yet. You almost killed me just now, and this little brat shot at me. You can’t just walk away without compensating me, right?”

“Of course, what compensation do you want?”

“That gun you used just now is pretty good.”

He had seen the power of that shot with his own eyes.

It had collapsed half a building, and the terrifying power had indeed tempted him.

If not for his perception warning him at the last moment, he might have been seriously injured by that shot.

If it weren’t for the fact that Xiao Yu might really be a teammate and killing him wouldn’t yield any loot, Ye Shuangluo would have killed him and taken the treasure long ago.

Faced with Ye Shuangluo’s demand, Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment, then silently unbound the gun and tossed it over.

[Red Flame Fang Type III]

[Quality: Green+]

[Durability: 5/35]

[Magazine Capacity: 1/3]

[Special Effects: Spark (Every 12 hours, it can generate a special bullet by absorbing fire elements from the air)

Flame Dragon Roar (Summons nearby fire elements to enchant your bullet, greatly increasing the power of your next shot. After using this effect, Red Flame Fang will enter a “heat load” state and cannot be used for 24 hours)]

[Usage Requirements: Intelligence Attribute greater than 14, Strength Attribute greater than 12, Fire Element Affinity]

[Evaluation: From its name, you should be able to guess its origin, right?

A high school student created it after six months of research and experimentation, following the creation of a toy handgun.

Its terrifying power sparked a revolution, allowing ordinary people without strong talents to defeat and kill psionics.

In fact, it’s not perfect; I can still improve it.

–The genius who created it]

Red Flame Fang Type III, from its naming, could it be from the same world as Wind Chaser?

Although Ye Shuangluo no longer used Wind Chaser, he would never forget that it was Wind Chaser that saved him from his first desperate situation after entering the game.

Even though he no longer needed it, he still carried it with him.

Coming back to his senses, Ye Shuangluo said coldly, “Get lost, and don’t let me see you again.”

Xiao Yu tried to explain, “I really didn’t mean any harm. I was just worried you couldn’t handle it, so I came to help.”

Before he could finish, Ye Shuangluo delivered a spinning kick to his head.

“Get lost! I don’t want to say it a third time. Next time, I’ll cut you down.”

Xiao Yu stumbled to his feet, holding the little girl, and quickly left.

Soon, Ye Shuangluo could no longer sense their life force.

Thinking of Xiao Yu and the little girl, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

“Xiao Yu, what an interesting guy.”

Ye Shuangluo had just said a lot of unnecessary words, which was unlike him.

According to his usual character, both Xiao Yu and the little girl named Yuan Yuan would have been dead today.

The reason he didn’t kill Xiao Yu was simple.

As Xiao Yu said, players of the same faction are generally forbidden from attacking each other unless under special circumstances. Killing a player of the same faction could even result in system punishment.

For example, losing a skill or permanently reducing an attribute.

Ye Shuangluo didn’t dare to gamble. Except for his basic firearm skills, he couldn’t afford to lose any of his other skills.

This was also a puzzling issue for him. He could clearly feel that Xiao Yu’s shot was aimed at a double kill.

Was Xiao Yu not afraid of system punishment for killing him?

Many possibilities crossed Ye Shuangluo’s mind, but he had no evidence.

If he didn’t kill Xiao Yu to avoid system punishment, the reason he spared the little girl was more complicated.

It wasn’t because Xiao Yu pleaded.

Nor was it because she was just a child and he decided to be merciful.

He didn’t kill her because, after being shot, Xiao Yu seemed very happy.

When Yuan Yuan ran out of the protective shield, he became even happier.

Finally, when he lifted Yuan Yuan and created wind blades, Xiao Yu’s excitement peaked, as if killing Yuan Yuan would be a good thing for him.

Recalling Xiao Yu’s words that Yuan Yuan was the daughter of Group 4’s leader, Ye Shuangluo guessed what Xiao Yu was thinking.

Since he guessed it, how could he fulfill Xiao Yu’s wish?

So he simply let Yuan Yuan go and extorted the Red Flame Fang Type III.

Of course, there was another reason he let the little girl go so easily.

When he was suppressing Xiao Yu, he saw the necklace around Xiao Yu’s neck.

It was an equipment he was very familiar with.

After all, it was the first piece of equipment he obtained after entering the game, hard to forget.

[Tears of the Hypocrite], long time no see.

After obtaining [Pluto], he had put [Tears of the Hypocrite] up for trade.

However, there were many similar pieces of equipment, so it was hard to determine if the one around Xiao Yu’s neck was the one he sold.

Thinking of Xiao Yu’s decisive attempt at a double kill, combined with [Tears of the Hypocrite], Ye Shuangluo had some guesses, but he couldn’t verify them yet.

On the other side, Yuan Yuan seemed to be terrified of Ye Shuangluo. Even though she couldn’t see him anymore, she continued to cry.

Xiao Yu gently comforted her, but inwardly he thought:

(What a pity, he didn’t kill you. Otherwise, I could have pitted him against the leader.

Damn! That shot could have been a double kill. How did he dodge it? Intuition?)



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