Chapter 72: War Tiger

Chapter 72: War Tiger

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Face covered in tears, Lovely Lamb balled her little hands into fists, her pretty dress drenched in blood from White Rabbit and Officer Huang.

The man in black turned around, staring coldly at the girl who had no way of putting up a fight.

“Let him go, you villain!” Lovely Lamb yelled.

The pressure the man in black applied on Gao Yang’s neck subsided a little, and the moment Gao Yang was able to take a breath, he clung onto the man’s leg and shouted, “Run! Lovely Lamb!”

The man shook his hands off and strode up to Lovely Lamb.

“Don’t kill her...”

Gao Yang trailed off, his eyes widening in disbelief.

The man drenched in blood reached out with his right hand and lifted Lovely Lamb into a one-arm embrace.

He rubbed his uncovered chin against Lovely Lamb’s chubby face. “Come on, Cute Little Lamb. Let Uncle give you a kiss...”

“Go away! I hate you! Waaaah you are the worst...” Lovely Lamb struggled and flailed around to hit the man in the face.

“Come on, just a kiss. Then Uncle will put you down.”

“No!”

“Then I’ll kill him.” The man in black was still smiling as he turned around to glance at Gao Yang. “Didn’t you say he’s your second favorite big brother in the world?”

“Go to hell!”

Then a girl flew over, kicking the man in the head with both feet and sending him flying. White Rabbit landed and gracefully caught Lovely Lamb, who had just flown out of the man’s arm.

She put the little girl down and held onto her still injured abdomen, her face pale. Patting Lovely Lamb on the head, she instructed, “Go save Sister Qing Ling. She’s in the worst condition.”

“Yeah...” Lovely Lamb wiped off her tears and ran toward the girl lying in her own pool of blood.

Enduring the pain in her abdomen, White Rabbit strode toward the man lying prone on the floor and stomped on him repeatedly. “Are you fucking nuts?! Who would welcome newbies like this?! I’d been avoiding you on purpose exactly because I was worried about you getting another crazy idea! You truly never disappoint, you psycho!”

“Haha, hahahaha...” The man in black broke into laughter, never resisting White Rabbit’s kicks.

War Tiger then walked up to Wu Dahai and dragged him toward Lovely Lamb by the leg. He didn’t forget to lecture Gao Yang and White Rabbit as he walked past them, “You and Wu Dahai have gotten better from the last test, but all in all, you still need to improve.”

“Come on!” White Rabbit cried out. “It’s easy for you to say! With your level 5 Killing Expert, who other than Captain can defeat you?”

“If all of you together can’t deal with me on my own, you’ll die for sure when you run into one of the Spectres.” War Tiger then cast Wu Dahai to Lovely Lamb’s side like he was throwing away a bag of garbage.

Kneeling on the floor with both hands on Qing Ling’s injured chest, Lovely Lamb shifted one hand to Wu Dahai’s fist-shattered chin without even batting an eye.

Wu Dahai groaned and trembled in discomfort.

Gao Yang took notes of two important pieces of information—the Spectres, and Killing Expert.

Was the Spectres an enemy organization of the Twelve Zodiac Signs? He would ask about it later.

As for Killing Expert...that was the number 11 Talent!

Although Gao Yang had memorized all the Talents from 199 to 11 with the system’s help, all he knew were the names of the Talents, not the detailed information.

He sought out the system in his head.

—System! Examine War Tiger’s Talent, Killing Expert.

[It takes 3 Luck points to examine the Talent.]

—Three?! Fine, do it.

[Talent: Killing Expert. Serial Number: 11. Rune Type: Damage.]

[Killing Expert: Mastery over all physical techniques, martial arts, and the use of all cold weapons and firearms for the purpose of killing. Pain sensitivity is lowered to 10% in battle, and physical abilities are enhanced the more seriously one is injured. When on the verge of death, all stats are buffed with a maximum multiplier of 3.]

[Stats Bonuses of Level 5 Killing Expert: Constitution + 1000, Strength + 1000, Agility + 1000, Willpower + 500, Charisma + 200.]

—Holy shit! Killing Expert! That’s crazy!

—If only I could replicate it!

[Level 5 Replicate allows one to replicate any Talent with a serial number greater than 10.]

—My Replicate is only level 2. Sigh...I’ve still got a long and hard way to go.

Ding!

The private elevator opened then, and everyone turned to look at it.