Chapter 30: Lawless

Su Xiao drove through the midnight streets, with the young police officer in the passenger seat.

At this moment, the young officer’s throat was bound by a seatbelt, securely fastened to the backrest; every time Su Xiao released the brake, the belt tightened, causing the officer’s eyes to roll back.

“How far still?” Su Xiao had already floored the accelerator; the speed was at least 160 km/h, and the streets were nearly empty at this hour.

At this speed, Su Xiao noticed something: even at this velocity, he remained perfectly in control. His agility stat had not only increased his movement speed but also his neural reflexes.

“Almost there, friend, please slow down—I have a two-year-old son.”

The young officer’s eyes held despair; he felt he might not survive today.

The look Su Xiao had given him earlier—the young officer recognized it well. It was the gaze of a man who had just killed.

The young officer also sensed that Su Xiao was different from ordinary killers; Su Xiao’s gaze was terrifyingly fierce—even more so than the serial killer he’d encountered a year ago.

“Find my knife, and you live.”

Su Xiao lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

The young officer sighed, then finally nodded.

After driving into a residential complex, Su Xiao arrived at his destination.

“Get out.”

In Su Xiao’s hand was a matte-black pistol—the young officer’s own gun.

Following the young officer’s directions, Su Xiao reached the front door of the officer’s chief’s home.

“Knock.”

The young officer hesitated, glancing at the gun in Su Xiao’s hand—it was already chambered.

Helplessly, the young officer knocked on the door.

“Thud. Thud. Thud~.”

After several knocks, faint footsteps sounded inside.

“Who is it? It’s the middle of the night!”

A tired female voice came from within.

“It’s me, Xiao Zhang.”

After a few seconds, a middle-aged woman, still graceful, opened the door.

“Come in, it’s so late—are you here about work…?”

Her question cut off abruptly as a black pistol pressed against her head.

“Step back slowly. Don’t make a sound.”

The woman froze, staring blankly at Su Xiao; after a moment, she slowly retreated.

Su Xiao dragged the young officer inside, then quietly closed the door.

As the woman stepped back, she accidentally knocked into a half-meter-tall vase behind her.

“Crash.” The sound of shattering ceramic echoed sharply through the silent living room.

“No, no, don’t be hasty—I didn’t mean to!”

Su Xiao ignored the woman. His gaze locked onto the coffee table, where a knife rack stood—on it, unmistakably, was his own sheathed blade.

He stepped forward, picked up his sword, and the familiar weight in his hand brought a faint smile to his lips.

“Mom, it’s so noisy~.”

A bedroom door opened in front of Su Xiao, revealing a girl in a strapless top, rubbing her eyes at the threshold.

The girl stared blankly at Su Xiao, mouth slightly open, about to scream.

Su Xiao raised the gun, its muzzle twitching slightly—a silent command to return to her room. The girl nodded frantically and slammed the door shut.

Now that his blade was recovered, Su Xiao walked out calmly, under the watchful eyes of the two women, and soon left the complex.

“Xiao Zhang, we should call the police.”

The middle-aged woman was terrified—she actually wanted to report it.

Officer Xiao Zhang gave a bitter laugh, glancing helplessly at the woman.

“I’ll notify the provincial bureau immediately. That guy is highly trained—I don’t even know how he subdued me. Someone this dangerous isn’t ordinary.”

While Su Xiao’s case was being reported to the provincial bureau, he had already boarded a high-speed train bound for a neighboring city.

At this point, Su Xiao’s appearance had changed drastically—he now looked like a student. At his age, a little makeup was enough to pass as a college kid.

Upon arriving in the neighboring city, Su Xiao didn’t stop; he boarded a random long-distance bus.

As the bus jolted along, Su Xiao’s body swayed slightly. He appeared to be dozing, but in truth, he remained alert to his surroundings.

A child’s crying, two girls in front whispering and giggling, a young man in the diagonal seat with headphones, bobbing his head.

“Breaking news: a violent murder suspect has escaped in the neighboring city.”

The movie playing on the bus’s front screen suddenly cut off, replaced by Su Xiao’s photo.

“Suspect…”

Passengers on the bus turned to stare, drawn by the news.

Su Xiao sighed inwardly—fast work. Less than six hours had passed, and his wanted poster was already out.

But to Su Xiao, this manhunt posed little threat. Not only was he powerful himself, but his concealment skills made it nearly impossible for police to find him.

After multiple transfers and four straight days of travel, Su Xiao finally stopped—by then, he didn’t even know where he was.

He pulled out his new phone and checked its location: he was in DL City, a coastal metropolis.

“Not a bad place.”

DL City was surrounded by sea on three sides; even if swarmed by police, he could simply smuggle himself abroad.

Besides, his case was just a homicide—not particularly heinous. The only oddity was his resurrection.

As for his kidnapping of the officer, it would never be made public.

Unless absolutely necessary, Su Xiao had no intention of fleeing overseas.

Right now, his priority was finding a place to settle. He didn’t want hotels—too many people, too many eyes. Not suitable for long stays.

Standing on a bustling street, Su Xiao felt a pang of hunger. He hadn’t eaten properly in days—only rushing, rushing.

Su Xiao entered a restaurant and ordered local blue crab.

It was May—the peak season for blue crab, each one weighing over a catty.

He cracked open the hard shell, dipped the meat in the restaurant’s secret sauce, and took a slow, satisfying bite. The flesh was rich, tender, bursting with flavor; the unique briny aroma of seafood lingered deliciously on his tongue.

“Boss, check, please.”

Su Xiao set down the last crab shell and let out a satisfied burp.

The restaurant owner approached with the bill, stunned by the pile of crab shells on the table.

“This~.” The owner was dumbfounded—Su Xiao had eaten seven or eight times the normal portion.

Enhanced physical stats meant Su Xiao required more energy. Strength doesn’t appear out of nowhere—it demands vast amounts of fuel.

“Total 789. You can pay 780.”

Su Xiao pulled out several hundred-yuan bills and handed them over.

“Are there any rentals around here? I’m a new student in town—I need a place to stay for a few months.”

The owner pulled out his phone, fiddled with it for a moment, then held it toward Su Xiao—the screen displayed “DL City Rental Network.”

The owner’s gaze at Su Xiao now seemed to say: “Kid, nobody looks for rentals on the street anymore.”

Su Xiao smiled awkwardly, memorized the website, and left the restaurant.

Walking down the busy street, Su Xiao tapped rapidly on his phone screen, browsing the site—a local small social platform specializing in housing listings.

After much searching, he found one peculiar rental listing.

“Prime location, convenient transport. Rent starts at 100,000 yuan per month.”

In DL City, 100,000 yuan monthly rent wasn’t unheard of, but what puzzled him was the lack of details—only a phone number was provided.

Su Xiao wasn’t short on money. He dialed the number. A place renting for 100,000 yuan a month must be exceptional—likely a luxury villa.

The call connected quickly. A hoarse male voice answered.

“Meet at 37 Tianhai Road.”

With that, the call ended.

Su Xiao blinked in surprise, then shook his head. Too troublesome. There might be hidden issues. A rent of 100,000 yuan per month was already bizarre—he didn’t want to get involved. He’d choose another place.

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