Chapter 486: Smoker

Chapter 486: Smoker

Li City sparkled with light at night, the neon colors catching the eyes. A few figures flew high in the sky. Carrying the weight of three people, Heavenly Dog’s flying speed was slowed somewhat.

Holding onto Heavenly Dog’s neck tightly, Little Tian closed his eyes and concentrated on Sensory.

After about ten minutes, when they were going to leave the Shanqing District, Little Tian opened his eyes, which glinted with a deep blue light. “Got it!”

Heavenly Dog stopped flying.

Holding onto Heavenly Dog’s hands, Officer Huang and Gao Yang both looked up at Little Tian. Officer Huang was burning with worry, but he didn’t want to distract Little Tian, so he didn’t say anything.

“I sensed them. One, two, three...” Little Tian closed his eyes again, frowning. “There are seven in total.” Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com

Gao Yang started. Seven? Tails had sent half of its members this time.

Little Tian continued, “Brother Heavenly Dog, they’re on our two, about a kilometer away.”

“Got it.” Heavenly Dog immediately flew in that direction, asking faintly, “Can we really defeat them with such a small number?”

Gao Yang didn’t answer. Eyes narrowed, he looked down below. It was the oldest train station in Li City, having been abandoned for years. Over the past two years, there had been plans to turn it into a tourist sight, but the construction kept getting delayed.

There were about a dozen railways and eight rusty train cars, surrounded by wire fences. And that was all there was to the old station. The wire fences had been long broken, though, and the train cars became shelter to the homeless and old scrap collectors.

Gao Yang called Gray Bear. The phone was picked up with reluctance, and the man said hoarsely, “Hello...”

“The old train station in the Shanqing District, come with reinforcements immediately!”

Gray Bear jerked awake, “Now? How many should I bring?”

“As many as possible. We’re eliminating the Tails.”

“Understood!”

Gao Yang hung up. The five of them were now right above the station. Heavenly Dog quickly descended. When they were about two hundred meters away from the ground, Little Tian called out, “Watch out, Brother. Someone’s coming...”

“The Tails?” Gao Yang asked.

“No, not them.” Little Tian shook his head, looking a little confused. “It seems to be a wanderer, but it’s strange...”

“Here they come!”

Riding on her blade, Qing Ling was the first to spot a figure lifting off and flying toward them. Two seconds later, everyone got a clear look at the old scrap collector. He was frail, bony, and dressed in tattered clothes and covered in grimes. On his thin, sickly face, his eyes widened with terror. His face was covered in sweat.

“Fireworks! Fireworks! I wanna play too...” No.10 drooled and clapped like someone with a mental disability.

Xing Kong’s missing arm had been replaced by a robotic prosthetic. He stared up at the sky with a half-smile.

Scowling, Madam Wu muttered to herself, “Smoker, the mad monkey!”

Smoker, No.4 of Tails, Talent: Firework.

He could freely manipulate the elements inside the body of those he had touched for more than one second or those who had stayed within his twenty meters radius for more than five seconds.

His hobby was turning enemies into fireworks, launching them into the sky and detonating them. He believed that to be the ultimate art of life.

“Fireworks! More fireworks!” Smoker continued to shout.

“There’s no other outside of us here!” Madam Wu said crankily. “Wanna detonate all of us too?”

“Hahaha, great! Blow up, my art...” Smoker had lost his mind to his work.

Madam Wu cursed under her breath. “The crazy monkey. The spectacle is going to attract all three of the organizations.”

“What are you afraid of?” said Xing Kong. “With Edmond here, they can’t do anything to us.‘

“What is Edmond doing? Why grabbed the pregnant woman?” Madam Wu glanced at the abandoned train car nearby, confused.

“It’s an order from the higher-up,” Xing Kong said carelessly. “How should I know?”

Smoker continued to dance and shouted on the train car, while the fireworks had run out.

He sensed a wave of killing intent coming from above. Two little things were stabbing at the back of his head.

Although he couldn’t see them with his naked eyes, he could sense them. He tried to manipulate them, only to find that he couldn’t—the only element he couldn’t control was Black Gold.

Smoker dodged out of the way. The two Black Gold darts ended up burying into the top of the train car, clanging.

As soon as Smoker rolled to a stand, Qing Ling rushed into his space and made a slash at him, the blade glinting a silver light.

Smoker was more agile than he seemed. With a back flip, he dodged the slash that should’ve bisected him while reaching toward Qing Ling.

Qing Ling froze, feeling the cells of her entire body halting before boiling quietly.

Smoker smirked in satisfaction. In two seconds, you’ll be mine!

What a pretty girl. You’ll make the most beautiful firework!