Chapter 24: Failure at the Verge of Success

The bullet struck the right wing, and unlike before, wasn't deflected away. The runes on the bullet emitted a dazzling white light, causing the entire wing to cave in, and Wilson lost his balance, being thrown several meters back by the impact.

Affected by the Demon Hunting Bullet, the right wing was rendered rigid, while the left wing, having attacked three times, was contracting!

Wen Wen seized this rare opportunity, followed the retracting wing, and quickly closed the distance to Wilson. He pushed violently against Wilson's head, causing him to faint immediately, lying on the ground with his back against it.

After completing all this, the right wing regained its freedom. Wen Wen leaped upwards and crouched on a roof beam.

Originally, the steel wings had a wide attack range, but after Wilson fainted, the most flexible part of the wings was pressed beneath him, so now the two wings could only attack targets not far from the ground, absolutely unable to hit Wen Wen on the roof beam!

"Oh? Even without consciousness, these wings can still remain so active… But it's all in vain."

While keeping an eye on the steel wing's trajectory, Wen Wen stuffed the bullets one by one into the magazine—all of them were Demon Hunting Bullets!

Since the Demon Hunting Bullet could make the steel wing rigid, this time he planned to use the Demon Hunting Bullets to find an opportunity to separate Wilson from the wings!

Having loaded the bullets, Wen Wen was about to start shooting when suddenly, out of nowhere, he felt a heart palpitation and quickly turned his head, followed by a deafening boom.

It turned out that just then, Wen Wen's hand holding the gun suddenly flipped over, and he shot himself in the head!

The Demon Hunting Bullet grazed above Wen Wen's ear, leaving a bloody, mangled trail, and the nearby skin was scorched by the bullet's high temperature as it passed.

"What's happening…"

Before Wen Wen could figure out what had happened, his feet suddenly slipped, and he lost his balance, falling off the roof beam!

With his hair standing on end, Wen Wen quickly pressed his hands against the ground and sprung up like a giant spring, grabbing onto the roof beam.

At that moment, a steel wing swiped through his previous position, penetrating the factory door. If Wen Wen hadn't reacted in time, he would have been pierced by the steel wing.

As the wing retracted, it pulled down the thin iron door. A man wearing a red vest and a face painted with white paint stood awkwardly at the entrance, his hat sheared off by the wing.

Wen Wen watched the suddenly appearing man warily, already planning his escape. In that brief moment just now, he had faced two life-threatening dangers, and that was without the man having made a direct move!

"Was that anomaly just the capability of this man? It's very dangerous… How did he return so quickly?"

Wen Wen crouched back on the roof beam, constantly aware of any part of his body that might act up so he could secure himself tightly to it.

Mr. J sighed, took a few steps back. He had originally not planned to show himself, intending to kill Wen Wen from outside the door.

"I knew someone was spying on us from the outside earlier, I thought it was those Hounds, but it turns out to be a member of the Blood Clan. I wonder why the supposedly noble Blood Clan isn't hassling the Hunters and instead, is making moves against us."

From Wen Wen's actions and his slowly recovering sideburns, Mr. J deduced Wen Wen was a vampire. This line of reasoning would normally be correct, but Wen Wen was not a vampire.

Wen Wen didn't speak but shot at him instead. To escape, he needed to understand this guy's capabilities.

Mr. J's mouth curled into a smile, not even trying to dodge. As Wen Wen fired, his wrist involuntarily twisted slightly, and the bullet hit the ground in front of Mr. J.

The bullet hit the cement floor, spattering small pebbles, which splashed onto Mr. J's face, causing a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Demon Hunting Bullet, isn't that something only the Hounds use?"

Mr. J looked deeply at Wen Wen and said, "Never mind, after I catch you, I'll be able to find out what's going on."

Wen Wen's brain raced as he thought of ways to escape. The guy previously standing at the door could easily cause Wen Wen's body to revolt, and it was still unknown what other abilities he possessed. Escaping from him was going to be extremely difficult.

Although Wilson had fainted, his wings still posed a significant threat, making it practically impossible to contain them now.

But... this man's physical abilities seemed lacking.

And why did he specifically stand outside the range of the steel wings' attack... unless the steel wings attacked indiscriminately!

After briefly thinking it over, Wen Wen found a way to break the situation. Just then, his leg twitched again, and Wen Wen was about to fall from the beam.

However, Wen Wen didn't grab the beam but pretended to be shocked and fell to the ground!

As Wen Wen had anticipated, Wilson's steel wings, like a venomous snake catching the scent of blood, attacked swiftly.

But this time, Wen Wen didn't choose to dodge. The black Catastrophe Gloves appeared, wiping across his chest, and then he directly grabbed the long chain formed by the steel wings!

The Catastrophe Gloves were indestructible, but the steel wings were also unstoppable. Previously, Wen Wen didn't use the gloves to defend against the wings' attacks because he was worried about damaging the gloves.

But now was not the time to worry about that. If he didn't grab the wings, he wouldn't even be able to escape from here!

After grabbing the wings, Wen Wen pulled with all his strength, dragging up Wilson's body on the other end and throwing him towards Mr. J, dropping him right in front of him!

At the same time, the steel wings, recognizing no one, attacked Mr. J!

Mr. J's face changed drastically, a strange black Qi emanating from his body and a blurred shadow appearing in his black clothes, circling around him, defending against the steel wings.

Wen Wen took advantage of this moment, his figure flashed, and he dashed out of the back door of the factory!

Before entering the warehouse, he had already found a route for retreat!

Mr. J, in his flurry, watched helplessly as Wen Wen escaped right before his eyes, roaring in anger. His black Qi surged, temporarily suppressing the steel wings, and then he shot a burst of black Qi into Wilson's forehead. The black Qi penetrated Wilson's brain, waking him immediately.

"You finally woke up, useless!" Mr. J said darkly, berating him. If Wilson had not been easily knocked unconscious, he could have easily captured Wen Wen.

"I'm sorry, Mr. J." Wilson hung his head, already injured and further incapacitated by Wen Wen, his physical condition was not good.

Mr. J was about to continue scolding Wilson when suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he said to Wilson, "You go hide inside the factory for now. Don't worry, that guy won't dare to come back anytime soon."

After Wilson left, a man dressed in a black turtleneck robe emerged from the darkness.