Chapter 975 - Heartworm

Ren Xiaosu stood on the roof in his black rain poncho. He could make out hundreds of hitmen approaching the building he was on, but he did not panic.

"Which organization are you from?" Ren Xiaosu looked at the sniper who he'd broken the limbs of. "Only a consortium can plant so many spies in Luoyang City. Tell me, which consortium do you belong to?"

The sniper was lying on the ground and struggling in pain. His teammate's questioning voice came through his earpiece as the communications channel remained open. As such, Ren Xiaosu's voice was also transmitted through the earpiece to the other party.

Ren Xiaosu squatted next to him and pulled it out of his ear. "Tell me which organization you belong to, and I'll spare your life."

The sniper was breathing heavily in pain, hesitating.

"Don't worry, as long as you tell me who the organization behind you is, I'll leave," Ren Xiaosu said. He then pinched the spot where the sniper's arm was broken. With just two fingers, he crushed the already broken bone to pieces.

But a second later, the sniper died as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ren Xiaosu was clearly taken aback. Wasn't this the same way some Pyro Company members had died? As long as the person displayed any sign of treachery, they would die.

Was it the Pyro Company that had Jiang Xu killed? But the Pyro Company was clearly in dire straits.

No, wait! Ren Xiaosu drew his black saber and cut open the sniper's chest. He saw a black worm wrapped tightly around the sniper's heart.

When Ren Xiaosu saw this, he was disgusted.

But just as Ren Xiaosu was about to use the black saber to cut off the worm, it turned into a black ball of energy and dissipated.

This was the power of a superhuman used to control agent suicides!

For some reason, Ren Xiaosu felt a little relieved when he realized this was not the Pyro Company's doing. After all, those people had just risked their lives to fight the expeditionary army.

Just which organization was it then? Why had he never heard of the existence of such a superhuman?

Oh, right. How could a superhuman who used such underhanded methods be exposed to the public?

Ren Xiaosu got up and looked down from the rooftop. When he saw that the black-clothed hitmen were about to arrive below the building, he picked up the sniper rifle on the rooftop and killed four of the nearest hitmen in succession. After that, he proceeded down the stairwell calmly.

As gunshots continued to ring out in Luoyang City, all of the Luoyang City residents knew that the repercussions from Jiang Xu's death were not over yet. Rather, it was just beginning.

At the very least, revenge was only just beginning for Ren Xiaosu.

This time, he did not use "Old Xu" or any other of his powers to prevent identification of himself.

He hid his identity not because he was afraid someone would seek revenge on him; rather, he was worried the appearance of White Mask would scare his pursuers away.

Now that he had attracted everyone's attention with the sound of the sniper rifle, he calmly faced the impending encirclement and danger so he could kill them all.

It would be too troublesome to finish them off one by one, so he wanted to let these people attack him all together.

The sky was a gloomy gray, just like Ren Xiaosu's mood.

There were no lights inside the building. As he went down the stairwell, only some faint light shone in through the windows few and far between.

Ren Xiaosu traversed through the light and shadow, his black rain poncho swaying like a cloak. The light and darkness cycled through within his eyes, with his nose bridge being the boundary that separated them. It was as though the light and darkness in his heart were rapidly interweaving.

The moment he walked out of the building, a hitman sticking close to the exterior wall in ambush prepared to shoot.

When the black-clothed hitman saw Ren Xiaosu, he immediately pulled the trigger. However, he only saw a blur in front of him as Ren Xiaosu dodged the gun's muzzle in the blink of an eye. Ren Xiaosu decisively pressed down on the hitman's face with his palm before pushing it towards the wall.

With a loud crack, his head was smashed into the wall.

Ren Xiaosu did not look at the hitman again. Instead, he decisively turned around and left, heading towards Peony Avenue in the south of Luoyang City.

Ren Xiaosu did not hide his whereabouts or try to quickly escape from this place. He was just like a practice target that had suddenly appeared in Luoyang City as he waited for the sharp arrows to arrive.

All of the Luoyang City residents were already hiding in their homes and did not dare to step out. Only Ren Xiaosu silently stalked the streets, with the sound of his footsteps masked in the drizzle.

The black-clothed hitmen surrounded him from both flanks like a pack of wolves and the cocking of guns could vaguely be heard on both sides of the street.

Just as they were about to surround Ren Xiaosu, he suddenly turned into an obscured alley. When a black-clothed hitman in there saw Ren Xiaosu, he raised his gun and fired.

But he suddenly realized he could not pull the trigger no matter how hard he tried, because Ren Xiaosu was squeezing the gun.

After that, Ren Xiaosu's left hand shot out like lightning. A sudden burst of strength passed from his arm to his fingers, then through the joints of his index finger, precisely hitting the upper left side of the abdomen of the hitman's body.

The hitman's spleen ruptured, and the resilience of the organ was instantly destroyed. A large gush of blood started to fill his internal organs. He was beyond saving, and he would be in pain for a while before he was completely dead.

The alley was paved with gray bricks, and when rain fell, the water flowed through the gaps and into the ground. The hitman could not make a sound as he laid powerlessly on the ground until he gradually lost consciousness.

He could only watch as Ren Xiaosu slowly walked away. The sound of his footsteps below his black rain poncho's hemline gradually disappeared as he headed towards the next intersection.

The encirclement the several hundred black-clothed hitmen had just set up had been easily torn apart.

However, the hitmen did not give up. They did not even care about Luo Lan anymore. Instead, they went all out to hunt down the young man who had suddenly appeared in Luoyang City and was overflowing with killing intent.

In their opinion, since Ren Xiaosu did not try to take them on directly, it meant that even though he might be strong, his power was still limited and he could not possibly take on several hundred of them by himself.

When they thought of this, the black-clothed hitmen quickened their pursuit. They reorganized themselves and bounded towards Ren Xiaosu like a large net.

However, while they picked their pace, so did Ren Xiaosu.

However fast they moved, Ren Xiaosu matched their speed. It was as though there were multiple parallel lines between them that the hitmen could never shorten.

The distance between the black-clothed hitmen and Ren Xiaosu was entirely dependent on Ren Xiaosu's mood.

Ren Xiaosu was traveling from the northern part of Luoyang City to the south. He was moving towards National Treasure Garden on Peony Avenue, and when the hitmen saw Ren Xiaosu running south the entire way, they roughly knew where he was headed.

A black-clothed hitman called out to his companion over the radio, "Sniper 2, start searching for a shooting position in the south of the city!"

"Sniper 2?"

"Sniper 2?!"

The black-clothed hitmen were shocked to discover that their remaining sniper had disappeared. No one knew if he was still alive.

When Ren Xiaosu went past the streets of Luoyang City, he suddenly wondered if Jiang Xu had also passed by this place like he did today, looking at the Luoyang River that ran through Luoyang City like a jade belt, enjoying the sight of the lush Luoyang Park, and viewing the world that everyone both loved and hated.

Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu's desire to kill became even greater.