Chapter 169: Did You Catch Him?

"Cough, I was just speaking off the cuff, but that masked guy must be dealt with. Hmph, since he chose to stand on the side of the Branch, he must be mentally prepared for this."

"That's right, we must finish him off!" The crowd chimed in one after another, responding in succession.

"Alright." Sheng Yuan's expression softened slightly, but his eyes still revealed a trace of Ruthless intent. "This person must be eliminated; if we don't show him some color, some people won't know who exactly calls the shots in this Yongan City."

"Exactly!"

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps approached. A man ran in hastily and said excitedly, "Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng, that person has come out! That person has come out of the city!"

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the room turned toward him in unison.

"Really? Are you sure you didn't see wrong?" Sheng Yuan asked hurriedly.

"Absolutely not!" the man said. "He is wearing a mask on his face, holding a bow in his hand, and also carrying a sword; he is very easy to recognize."

"That's him!" A middle-aged man nearby slapped his thigh and looked at Sheng Yuan. "Brother Sheng, I think time is of the essence; let's set off immediately. That kid definitely can't have run far."

Not just him, many people stood up and looked at Sheng Yuan with expectant eyes.

"That kid's strength is likely not to be underestimated," Sheng Yuan said slowly.

To tell the truth, when he recruited Lu Yu back then, he had indeed taken a fancy to the other party's strength.

"He is powerful, but does that mean we are weak?"

"That's right, he just managed to shoot and kill a dozen or so Intermediate-level Fierce Beasts; we can even hunt Advanced Fierce Beasts. These mere dozen or so Intermediate-level Fierce Beasts are nothing at all!"

"Brother Sheng, let us go." The crowd expressed their dissatisfaction one after another.

"Leng Chan, you take two people and bring weapons." Sheng Yuan looked at the middle-aged man who had spoken first earlier.

This person was a genuine Transformation Energy Martial Artist, and his strength ranked in the top three within the Merchant Guild.

"Fine." Leng Chan's gaze swept over the crowd, and he selected two companions who were on good terms with him, were slightly weaker than him in strength, but were also Dark Energy Martial Artists.

"Brother Sheng, just wait to hear the good news." After Leng Chan finished speaking, he strode away.

"Brother Leng, I am truly grateful!" After leaving the Merchant Guild, a man looked at Leng Chan with sincere gratitude and a genuine gaze.

In this Merchant Guild, there were already quite a few In-Jin Martial Artists, and there were over a dozen Dark Energy Martial Artists alone; the intensity of the competition on a daily basis was simply unimaginable.

If one could perform well in front of Sheng Yuan, perhaps there would be a chance in the future to witness the demeanor of those Awakened lords; for them, this was an opportunity they could only dream of.

"Between us brothers, saying such things is too formal." Leng Chan waved his hand and said with a serious expression, "Time is of the essence; we must hurry and catch up."

"Yes!" The other two responded without hesitation and hurriedly quickened their pace to follow closely.

One could see these three, each holding a 30mm Machine Cannon in their hands, with hundreds of bullets wrapped around their bodies; viewed from afar, they seemed to be draped in a layer of heavy iron armor.

Each bullet for this 30mm Machine Cannon was fully thirty centimeters long, about the same as an adult's forearm, and weighed nearly 700 grams.

Just taking one hundred bullets, that would be 140 catties, and adding the weight of the machine cannon itself, it was definitely over half a ton.

Even while burdened with such heavy equipment, the three still moved with vigorous strides, quickly exiting the Zhai like a gust of wind.

"Brother Leng!" Just after exiting the Zhai, the eyes of two men outside suddenly lit up. One of them pointed directly to the west and said urgently, "That guy went in this direction."

"Did he just leave not long ago?" Leng Chan's expression turned stern.

"That's right, I saw his back with my own eyes just before it disappeared. He was carrying an Arrow Quiver on his back, it definitely can't be wrong." The man's tone was certain.

"Good." The corners of Leng Chan's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a confident smile. "Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, almost in the blink of an eye, the figures of the three disappeared from where they stood like ghosts.

"Wow, so powerful!" Witnessing this scene, the two men couldn't help but open their mouths wide, their eyes filled with shock and envy. Was this the powerful strength of an In-Jin Martial Artist?

"Brother Leng, will that guy notice that we are chasing him from behind?" The man on the left looked worried and couldn't help but ask.

"That is possible." Leng Chan nodded slightly, knowing full well that the five senses of an In-Jin Martial Artist were extremely keen; if it were him being targeted by a Refining Flesh Realm Martial Artist, he would certainly notice it too.

However, according to what those two said, the other party had just left not long ago, and it was estimated that the distance was only about one kilometer.

"I will chase ahead first; you two follow as quickly as possible." Leng Chan's gaze was firm, his figure instantly accelerated a bit more, and a trace of smugness was faintly visible in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that the person was holding a bow and arrow, and it looked like the draw weight was probably around five hundred catties.

Just relying on such a Five Hundred Catty Draw Weight Bow, could he contend with the machine cannon in his own hands?

In terms of range alone, the machine cannon was more than three times that of a bow and arrow! As long as he discovered the person's tracks, he would definitely make sure he never returned!

However, contrary to Leng Chan's expectations, he ran at full speed for more than ten seconds, yet he still did not see the person's figure before him.

"What is going on?" Leng Chan's expression instantly became grave.

One must know that when he sprinted at full speed, his speed could reach nearly 500 meters per second; in these short ten-plus seconds, he should have already chased 5 kilometers away.

Along the way, he had encountered a few people, but he just hadn't seen the person carrying an Arrow Quiver and holding a Long Bow.

"Could it be that the guy threw away the bow and arrow and even took off his mask? But that doesn't make sense either; according to what those two said, he was clearly carrying an Arrow Quiver when he left, and I haven't seen any discarded Arrow Quiver along this road?" Leng Chan frowned, pondering to himself.

After thinking for a moment, Leng Chan gritted his teeth and steeled his heart; regardless of all that, he would continue to chase—perhaps that person was just ahead!

Another half a minute passed, and Leng Chan gradually felt somewhat powerless. Sweat like beans kept falling from his forehead, and his lungs felt as if they were burning with a raging fire, aching with a stinging pain.

He steadied himself and looked around; all he saw was the vast Wasteland, with no end in sight. At this moment, Leng Chan's expression was extremely ugly.

A minute or so later, the two people behind chased up, panting and stumbling. Seeing Leng Chan ahead, a flash of joy immediately appeared in their eyes.

"Brother Leng!" the two shouted in unison.

"Brother Leng, did you catch that kid?" the two asked, out of breath.

Although their speed could reach nearly 300 meters per second when they exploded with full force, the physical exertion was extremely huge, not to mention they were burdened with nearly a ton of equipment; being able to persist for a minute was already quite difficult.

Leng Chan's expression was gloomy, and he did not speak.

The two were stunned, their gazes subconsciously falling on the machine cannons in their hands. There were no signs of the machine cannons having been fired, and looking around, they did not find any shell casings ejected from shooting.

Could it be that...