Chapter 220: New Weapon, Black Light Gauntlets

Evening.

Dawn Society Headquarters.

Inside the martial arts hall above, the place was brightly lit.

Around the martial arts hall, many snack barbecue stalls had opened, and business was good.

Jiang Cheng walked out of the martial arts hall and merged into the crowd.

He had spent the entire day cultivating in the Quiet Room.

When he got home, after dinner, he continued refining the Force.

He didn't notice, however, that beside a barbecue table a man pulled out his phone, his fingers quickly typed a line of text and sent it.

At the same time, not far away, another person took out a phone, and after seeing its content, his eyes swiftly scanned the crowd and, in less than three seconds, locked onto Jiang Cheng.

A smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and he followed.

After leaving the martial arts hall, the street's flow of people thinned.

Jiang Cheng's pace wasn't fast; he walked while watching the scenery along the way.

But as he kept walking, he sensed something was off.

It seemed someone behind him was staring.

Curiously, he turned around; there were some people behind, who, seeing this, looked at him with puzzlement.

Jiang Cheng scratched his head, turned, but after only a few steps, that feeling of being watched resurfaced.

His complexion changed.

If it were once, it could be called an illusion.

But twice, it's hard to dismiss.

Moreover, his Spiritual Power, though not at the Level 1 Spirit Mind Practitioner level, was still dozens of times that of an ordinary person, so his ability to sense something amiss was naturally far stronger.

Thus, someone was probably truly tailing him from behind.

Jiang Cheng didn't look back, and quietly quickened his steps.

"?"

A figure behind him flashed an odd hue in its eyes.

Could it be that he had exposed himself?

It makes no sense; he is experienced at tailing this area.

Not to mention, the other is only a Second-level Force Warrior, while he is Level Three.

"Impossible. If he had noticed, the turn just now wouldn't have that expression," Pan Liang thought to himself, and quickened his steps to follow.

His superiors' mission for him was to locate the other's residence.

Of course, capturing the target alive would be ideal, but intelligence showed the target carries a Vajra Talisman, so even as a Level Three, taking him down wouldn't be a quick matter.

If the target escaped, the aftermath would be difficult.

Thus, Pan Liang set a simple goal for himself: find the address, and later he could slowly gather more information.

Jiang Cheng passed street after street, and the feeling of a gaze from behind still lingered.

He also tried to turn abruptly.

But the moment he turned, the sensation of being watched vanished, though once it still let him glimpse a fleeting black shadow.

After he walked a while after turning, the feeling returned.

This made his complexion somewhat solemn.

The one tailing him wasn't slow, and was experienced, adept at disguising and hiding while tracking.

But the pursuer hadn't anticipated that his Spiritual Power far exceeded that of ordinary people, allowing him to sense it without looking back.

"When exactly did they catch up to me? Was it when I left the martial arts hall?"

Jiang Cheng frowned, and as he passed a narrow alley, he suddenly accelerated and rushed inside.

"!"

Pan Liang, not far away, paled dramatically.

"That guy noticed I'm tailing him?"

His eyes widened, filled with confusion.

It makes no sense; from start to finish, his gaze never met the target's, and even where there was no cover, he would deliberately conceal himself.

As a result, the target suddenly surged into the alley without any warning.

Should he follow? Or not? If he follows, it's not fear of danger, but fear that the target is hiding inside; entering would fully expose him.

If he doesn't follow, this rare chance slips away; tomorrow the difficulty would increase, and his superiors wouldn't understand—he can't say he lost the trail, right? "Just go in and see; he's only a Second-level Force Warrior, even if he discovers me, what can he do?"

He thought to himself.

To be cautious, he drew his Handgun and simultaneously activated the Vajra Talisman he carried.

He entered the alley cautiously, only to find it empty.

Pan Liang furrowed his brows and slowly moved forward.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a light sound.

A flash of white light streaked across Pan Liang's body.

Immediately after.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several gunshots followed in quick succession.

Pan Liang was first startled, then recovered, quickly found a place to take cover, and then kept firing at the figure in the distant corner of the wall.

But the accuracy of the two sides was not on the same level.

Jiang Cheng's bullets all struck the opponent.

The opponent's bullets hit only two or three out of ten, and then were blocked by a Vajra Talisman.

"Crack."

Jiang Cheng quickly changed the magazine and kept firing at the opponent.

He was actually a little uneasy inside.

If the opponent turned out to be very strong, ambushing here would not be a good choice.

Yet if he left now, he would be unwilling and eager to know who was tracking him and why.

So he deliberately kept distance and probed with a Handgun first.

Fortunately, from the earlier probe he judged from the opponent's speed that they were not a mid‑ to high‑level Force Warrior, only Level Three or Level Four.

Therefore, he must take this person down.

On the other side.

Pan Liang had already started cursing.

As mentioned above, this guy's gunmanship is very accurate.

He didn't take it seriously at first, but now he knows.

This is called accurate gunmanship?

How is that different from a hundred‑shot‑hundred‑hit? In just a few seconds he had already been hit by more than ten bullets.

Moreover, the Handgun in the opponent's hand, like his own, was large‑caliber, comparable to a regular Rifle.

It directly rendered one of his Vajra Talismans unusable.

"Damn it!"

He dared not fire again, hiding completely behind a wall.

In terms of gunmanship, he was no match.

The Vajra Talisman, too, had only one left.

If he now chose to turn and run, it should still be in time.

But the same thought persisted—he was unwilling to give up.

Since he had already been discovered, why not charge forward in one go!

What about the Vajra Talisman? He is a Level 3 Original Force Warrior; even a punch after punch could shatter the opponent's Vajra Talisman!

With that, the mission would be completed, he thought, and took out a pair of black‑glowing metal gauntlets from his body; the joints of the gauntlets were fitted with sharp protrusions.

These are C‑level alloy weapons, black‑glowing gauntlets.

Under their enhancement, a Level 3 Original Force Warrior's explosive punch can be amplified several times! Even a Level 4 Original Force Warrior, if hit solidly with a single punch, will at best lose combat ability, at worst die on the spot.

The cost is that his speed will be a bit slower.

"It's enough to deal with a Second-level Force Warrior."

He showed a snarl, then stomped his foot hard, leapt from cover, and charged straight toward Jiang Cheng!

(End of Chapter)