Chapter 167

166 Can't even stop a cheater with the Remaining Scriptures?

It seems I guessed right.

Looking at the flame fleeing crazily hundreds of meters away, Hearing Li Ang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He then threw a leg over the Witch's Broom that had automatically moved over, preparing to chase after him and bring him to justice.

But just as the Witch's Broom was about to start, the lesson of almost being ambushed by the black gun just now came to mind. Hearing Li Ang hesitated slightly, then turned back to the Princess's side, took out the Infected Blood Bandage, and wrapped it around her, preparing to save her first.

Although according to the "testimony" of that sloppy old man, there seemed to be only two rebels with anomalous objects in the Laien manor, since they had a way to deceive his soul detection, it wasn't impossible for them to fake it during "interrogation."

And if there were a third rebel nearby, once he left to catch someone, they wouldn't even need to use an anomalous object; just a smallest-sized nail gun could directly take the Princess's life. It would be safer to take her along.

Soon, under the "health" provided by the Infected Blood Bandage, the Princess, who had fainted due to rapid blood flow, woke up faintly, looking at Hearing Li Ang with a somewhat confused expression.

"I... what happened to me..."

"Your Highness, the rebels just launched an assassination attempt against you, which I stopped. I am now preparing to go catch the rebels who carried out the assassination."

After briefly explaining the situation, Hearing Li Ang helped the still-dazed Princess onto the broom, instructed her to hold his waist tightly, and then tapped the Witch's Broom lightly with his heel.

"Ah!"

Accompanied by Princess Veronica's scream, the Witch's Broom, starting at full speed, shot out of the hall instantly under Hearing Li Ang's control, chasing after the short man who was fleeing for his life in the distance.

"You... don't come over! Don't come over!"

Seeing that the devil who could see through people's hearts was actually flying directly toward him, the short man collapsed instantly, his legs going weak, and he almost fell directly to the ground.

"Pop."

However, at this moment, accompanied by a soft sound like a soap bubble bursting, as if a layer of concealment that had always been covering his soul had been wiped away, the short man's chaotic eyes, full of fear, became clear in an instant.

So I'm not a coward, but I had a layer of memory as a coward woven into me, so that I would flee actively out of cowardice and lure the target into an ambush?

Damn it! Using me as bait again!

After understanding what had happened to him, even though he remembered that he had agreed to this plan at the beginning, the short man couldn't help but feel a sense of awkwardness in his heart.

If he hadn't been completely crushed by that devil's interrogation and almost had a mental breakdown and given up on fleeing, forcing Lucy to lift part of her ability early, he probably wouldn't have recovered his true memories until the assassination mission was completely over.

Old woman Lucy's memory ability is really... terrifying every time I wake up, but it's surprisingly easy to use for completing missions. After all, even I, the bait, didn't know there was an ambush, so the guy behind wouldn't have been able to react at all.

Shuddering violently, the "cowardly man" who had recovered a small amount of memory finally didn't collapse directly. After staggering only two steps, he stood straight again and continued to flee wildly toward the outside of the manor.

And Hearing Li Ang, who was chasing relentlessly behind, out of caution, had never exited soul vision and immediately captured the small fluctuation in the short man's soul keenly.

Could this be a trap?

Looking at the soul in the distance whose level of fear had been halved instantly, Hearing Li Ang's brows couldn't help but furrow slightly, and he then slowed down his speed somewhat hesitantly.

Article 7 of the "Auntie Auntie Ai Ma Remaining Scriptures": Never underestimate the wisdom of your opponent. It's not just cleaners who can conduct "fishing enforcement"; there are also intelligent anomalous objects, out-of-control infected, and underground cults that believe in evil gods, etc.

When these intelligent opponents try to do something, they will also throw out bait first to lure those cleaners who are not cautious enough, eliminate the cleaners in places where the situation might be reported in advance, and pave the way for their own actions.

Must be on guard!

After recalling the teachings of Senior Auntie Auntie Ai Ma and looking at the short man who was...

... about to flee the Laien manor, Hearing Li Ang narrowed his eyes slightly. Not only did he not press the Witch's Broom to accelerate the pursuit, but he instead pulled up the broom handle, flew toward the sky, and then tapped his portable small mirror lightly.

No matter where you want to lure me, I have to "go" there for the ambush to be effective, right?

"Sss..."

Feeling a chill that penetrated his heart in the dark, as if he had been targeted by something extremely deadly, the short man couldn't help but tremble all over. In the process of fleeing for his life, he carefully turned his head and took a peek.

What the hell?!

Looking at Hearing Li Ang in the sky hundreds of meters away, who was silently assembling a sniper rifle, the short man only felt that his whole being was not well.

According to the information the leader got from somewhere, although the target's ability is extremely comprehensive in both offense and defense, the maximum range is not outstanding, seeming to be only a few dozen meters, so he should be able to ensure his safety.

But although his ability doesn't have range, he actually carries a big sniper rifle with him! This... isn't I doomed?!

Looking at the firearm gradually taking shape in the sky behind him, the short man could no longer care about any ambush location. He rushed into the nearest building in a panic, knocked out the people inside, and immediately shrank behind an iron rack filled with a pile of things. However...

"Sss."

Accompanied by a soft sound like a leak, the rice bags burst instantly. The iron rack, walls, bricks, tiles, exterior walls... all the obstacles blocking the short man were all pierced through almost simultaneously by a nail flickering with fluorescent light.

"Ah!!!"

The short man only felt a sudden coolness at the base of his thigh. Before he could react, he was thrown out by the kinetic energy attached to the nail, and a burnt fragrance produced after the flesh was scorched also reached his nostrils at the right time.

Don't! I don't want to die yet!

Relying on the excellent intuition of a user of soul-type anomalous objects, vaguely feeling that the second shot was about to come and knowing that he would definitely die next time, the short man collapsed instantly. He crawled toward the window with his hands and feet, preparing to beg the devil in the sky for mercy, trying to see if surrendering voluntarily could save his life.

However, when he crawled to the window and prepared to shout that he surrendered, the man in the sky, riding on a strange broom and feeling even more terrifying than a devil, suddenly shook violently and then fell headlong like a kite with a broken string.

In the small bell tower six streets away.

"I hit him!"

Adjusting the headscarf that had fallen off by accident and covering her shiny bald head again, the woman with strange goggles put away the slingshot in her hand, turned her head, and asked the middle-aged man beside her with a curious expression:

"Leader, how did you know he would fly up?"