Chapter 80 :- “I Possess A Hidden Treasure!”

Before Lu Yu set foot in the surrounding, he had already braced himself for the unrest that might be present here. 

Regardless, he decided to move forward. His interest was sparked by the possibility of encountering the next key character in a bloody conflict. 

The idea that villains are just idle figures waiting to be found by heroes is a misconception. Villains can also actively search for their heroic adversaries.

In the past, the death of Chu Feng had granted Lu Yu a wide array of extraordinary abilities. 

If he were to defeat another hero, could such victories become a regular celebration? 

Therefore, without any hesitation, Lu Yu decided to take the risk and 'touch the porcelain.' 

However, the disorder that welcomed him was as turbulent as he had imagined. But, the lack of a protagonist created a gap… 

Consequently, he resolved to eliminate everyone without any reason.

…

Apart from the search team and those on lookout duty upstairs, the main hall of the police station was filled with ten ruffians. 

They were taken aback by Lu Yu's declaration, looking at him with utter disbelief. 

"Spare two?" 

They wondered, confused by what he meant. 

Could these five unarmed people really hope to defeat ten of their armed opponents? 

Xu Bao had cleverly only armed himself, his close allies, and those sent out for supplies, to prevent any rebellion within his group. 

Yet, here were five individuals, mostly students except for one particularly tall person, seemingly ready to confront them.

The ruffians couldn't believe it, expressing their doubt and ridicule. 

"Is this kid talking nonsense?" one of them sneered. 

Another laughed, "Hahaha, leaving two survivors? 

Do you think you're some kind of hero?" A third ruffian taunted, 

"Come on, you little punk, dare to touch me…"

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a quick, cold flash sliced through the air. 

The ruffian, who had been smirking and reaching for Lu Yu's collar, found his neck nicked by a g silver blade before he could even say the word "try." Lu Yu had pulled his silver sword from the storage ring so quickly that the ruffian's throat was cut before he could notice the sword being drawn.

 As warm blood gushed from his neck, he held it in shock, his last thoughts focused on the strange source of that sword.

The last words he would ever hear echoed in the hall, 

"You all heard him, he begged me to touch him. I've never heard such a strange request in my entire life…" 

Thud! 

With a loud crash, the first attacker fell to the ground. 

Amid the chaos, Xu Bao, who had the sharpest mind among them, was the first to react to the situation. 

"Leave it to me…" 

He announced, only to be silenced by Lu Yu's cold order to "back off!"

In a smooth movement, Lu Yu took out Aguang with a quick kick and simultaneously launched a wind blade at Xu Bao. 

Aguang, who had been disarmed by Wei Jianjun earlier, was no longer a threat, allowing Lu Yu to direct his deadly intent elsewhere. 

Despite Xu Bao's heightened alertness and his detection of the energy surge from Lu Yu, his reflexes let him down. The wind blades, summoned by Lu Yu, were already upon him, and his attempt to dodge was in vain.

A sharp hiss followed by a heavy thud signaled Xu Bao's defeat; the force of the blade sent him flying against the wall, a stream of blood indicating the seriousness of his injury. 

As the remaining ruffians came to terms with the reality, they saw another comrade fall to Lu Yu's quick swordsmanship. 

"Excellent… what a fast sword play!" Compliments about the speed of his blade were quickly drowned out by cries of alarm and the urgent command to 

"Eliminate them!"

The two henchmen at the entrance sprang into action when they noticed that Aguang's gun, which had been at his side, was missing. 

They moved towards Wei Jianjun, who was dangerously close, with the intention of neutralizing him. 

However, their efforts were futile.

Bang! Bang!

The sound of two gunshots rang out in quick succession. Wei Jianjun, with the accuracy of an experienced shooter, delivered deadly headshots to both attackers. His skills as a soldier and a marksman, refined in this life, were undeniable. 

At such a close range, his shots were infallible.

Another henchman, trying to pull out his weapon in retaliation, was met with a surprising sight—a figure covered in scales, moving at an incredible speed. The scaled attacker's claws were not only fast but also deadly sharp. 

One claw pinned the henchman's holster, while the other pierced his throat with lethal accuracy. His face, a mixture of fear and disbelief, was the final testament to Wu Qiang's decisive action.

Faced with such despicable enemies, threatening their very existence, even Wu Qiang, along with Wei Jianjun—both blessed with exceptional mental strength—resorted to deadly force without hesitation. 

Wu Qiang, who had never killed before, found himself in a desperate situation where his survival was at risk. 

The lawlessness of the apocalyptic world and his association with Lu Yu left him with no choice but to unleash his transformation ability and eliminate the attacker trying to draw a weapon.

In the midst of chaos, Yan Yun and Dai Lian seized the opportunity to escape, coincidentally running into Xiao Jin and Hei Shuai who had arrived as reinforcements. 

With a silent understanding, the women quickly opened the door and hid themselves, allowing two formidable creatures to storm into the hall unopposed. 

In a frenzy of biting and kicking, the scene quickly devolved into a gruesome spectacle, turning the police station into a slaughterhouse.

The speed of a bullet is irrelevant when it has to be fired by a human whose reaction time is significantly slower. 

Lu Yu, confident in his ability to dodge gunfire, could effortlessly dispatch a wind blade to disarm his foes before they even had the chance to aim. 

Moreover, with Wei Jianjun already in possession of a firearm, the confrontation was quickly resolved. Wei, armed and as unstoppable as a fully-equipped player Scump.

In the unfolding events, only the central character and Lu Yu's squad were aware of the crystal core's existence. 

This raises the question: 

How could anyone muster the courage to withstand Lu Yu at his peak condition? 

It's often debated that in the realm of martial arts versus firearms, a gun reigns supreme beyond seven paces, but within that distance, martial prowess prevails in speed and precision.

However, this axiom holds true merely for the average martial artist. 

For someone like Lu Yu, endowed with aerokinesis and a quintuple enhancement of mental acuity compared to an average individual, such a comparison loses its significance. 

The speed of a bullet, regardless of its swiftness, ultimately depends on the shooter's reflexes. Once the disparity in reaction time becomes insurmountable, Lu Yu harbors the confidence to evade gunfire at the very moment it's discharged, provided the barrage isn't overwhelmingly concentrated.

Without even resorting to his Focused Combat technique, he's capable of unleashing a gust blade upon his adversaries before they can even reach for their weapons. 

Moreover, Wei Jianjun's preemptive acquisition of a firearm further tilts the scales. 

The skirmish within the precinct's main hall concluded in under sixty seconds. The aftermath was a grim tableau. 

The hall littered with lifeless bodies, blood flowing like rivers. Among the assailants, the reinforcement—the team's second-in-command—met his demise swiftly upon confronting Lu Yu.

"Mind control?"

Lu Yu sensed an intrusive mental force trying to penetrate his mental barriers. 

With his silver sword held against Xu Bao's throat, a scornful smirk appeared on Lu Yu's face. 

"Impressive awakening ability, indeed. 

But it's useless against me," he said.

"Brother… Brother, please… spare my life!" 

The clear intent to kill radiating from Lu Yu led Xu Bao to beg for his life in desperation. He dropped his weapon, which he had intended to use for a counterattack, placed it on the ground, raised his hands, and surrendered.

The opponents they were facing were not only highly skilled in combat but also had two powerful beasts with them. 

Oddly, his powers had no effect on the young man holding a sword. 

What was happening here? 

Xu Bao didn't have time to think about this mystery; his immediate concern was staying alive.

Wei Jianjun picked up the firearm and thoroughly searched Xu Bao. In the hall, only Xu Bao and Aguang, who was groaning on the floor, seemed to be alive. Lu Yu remained composed. 

"Wu Qiang, check for any fake deaths besides that youngster," he ordered. 

"Understood, boss!" came the reply.

"Girls!" 

Lu Yu called out. 

"Yes?" Yan Yun and Dai Lian responded as they entered, covering their noses for protection. 

"Please bring that stool over here." 

"Right away!" 

Yan Yun promptly placed a stool behind Lu Yu.

At first, Yan Yun had been hesitant to witness Lu Yu's lethal actions. But now, she had become numb to the brutality of these times. 

Watching Lu Yu take down these ruthless thugs didn't disturb her; instead, she derived a twisted satisfaction from it. 

These villains, who killed without reason, deserved their fate. In this moment, Lu Yu's actions, though violent, seemed heroic to her… befitting the man she considered her husband.

"Why shouldn't I kill you? Convince me," 

Lu Yu asked casually, sitting on the stool. 

"I…I…I…" Xu Bao stuttered, struggling to find a reason to be spared. 

Suddenly, an idea came to him, and he blurted out in desperation. 

"Wait… Spare me, and I'll reveal a secret…"

"What secret?" Lu Yu asked. 

"Promise you won't kill me first…" Xu Bao pleaded. 

Lu Yu's gaze hardened. 

"Your life will be spared if your secret is valuable," he agreed. 

"Really?" Xu Bao asked. 

"Doubt me, and you die." 

"No, no, please! 

I'll tell you!" Xu Bao exclaimed. 

"I have a hidden treasure!"

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