Chapter 1008: No Moral Standards at All! Laser Gun?!

Wang Defa's vision went black.

A huge hand suddenly seized his face, and an irresistible force instantly surged.

He fell backward, his occiput smashing heavily onto the ground.

Severe pain struck, and Wang Defa couldn't help but emit a muffled groan.

"Where is the person? Tell me," the Blood Ghost asked softly.

The voice sounded like metal scraping, harsh and unpleasant.

His whole body was blood‑red, his skin scorching hot, like a human furnace.

After only a few seconds of contact, Wang Defa's face felt a burning sensation.

"What person? Be clear," Wang Defa retorted.

"Still playing dumb with me?" the Blood Ghost, after a brief pause, said coldly, "Of course it's the secret experiment team leader of our Imperial Company."

Wang Defa grinned, "I'm from the Blue Whale Company; how could I know your company?"

"Besides, you said it was secret."

"How would I know or obtain it?"

The Blood Ghost saw his expression like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, a sharp glint flashing in its eyes, "Tell me, where is Guo Fan!"

Wang Defa was stunned.

It turned out this guy didn't know the whole picture.

But his mind quickly turned and he reacted.

After all, the matter is extensive; the Imperial Company's top brass wouldn't lay everything bare.

It's not just a scandal, but also a means of control.

"I need to know Guo Fan's whereabouts; why would he come here looking for this mother and daughter?" Wang Defa said.

On the surface, these words were a counter‑move, deliberately distancing himself.

But the Blood Ghost sensed a different meaning.

He looked up at the mother and daughter huddled together a hundred meters away, a strange hue flashing in his eyes.

Immediately, a fist slammed hard into Wang Defa's head.

Boom!

His head instantly dented, cracking open like a shattered watermelon.

He brushed the blood off his hand and hurried toward Bao'er.

Sensing the hostile intent, Bao'er's mother panicked.

She was keenly aware of the opponent's terrifying power.

She also understood that, with her ordinary human speed, she could never match this Monster.

Now she was filled with regret.

Had she known these six were unreliable, she should have left earlier.

Pinning hope on strangers was ultimately a wrong choice.

At this thought, she fell into utter despondency and instinctively clutched Bao'er tightly.

The Blood Ghost stood before her, its towering body like a solid iron gate.

The pervasive scent of blood was extremely pungent.

A resolute flash crossed Bao'er's mother's eyes as she pressed her daughter's head against her chest.

"Where is your husband?" the Blood Ghost asked.

"I don't know," Bao'er's mother said plainly.

The Blood Ghost said nothing else and snatched Bao'er from her hands.

Gripping her collar, it asked again, "Where is he?"

"Bao'er!" she cried in panic, and a scorching slap landed on her face the moment she moved.

Smack!

She was slapped so hard she staggered, her face immediately swelling high.

"You villain, I'm hitting you!" Bao'er saw her mother hurt, and her little face instantly showed anger.

She kept swinging her arms, but could never reach the Blood Ghost's face.

He didn't even look at her, continuing, "I'll give you only three seconds to think."

"When time's up, if you still don't speak..."

"Your cute daughter will be strangled on the spot by me."

"You may doubt my judgment, but don't doubt my methods."

"Killing a few NPCs carries no psychological burden for me."

"Also, I have no moral standards at all; if you don't believe it..."

"You can try."

The cold voice pierced her ears; Bao'er's mother's eyes held both terror and resentment.

She actually wanted to know Guo Fan's whereabouts.

They had originally arranged to meet in the Air‑raid Shelter.

But the other party was nowhere to be found.

At least for now she hasn't received any news.

If her earlier hypothesis holds, Guo Fan must be using himself as bait, operating within White Bear City.

Drawing fire, diverting attention.

And this side is left to another group to handle.

But who could have thought the Blood Ghost's strength was so formidable.

It was almost to the level of being immortal and indestructible.

Moreover, as blood flows, his power continues to rise.

"Three!" the Blood Ghost extended three fingers.

Bao'er's mother came to her senses, tangled in her heart.

On one side her husband, on the other her own flesh and blood.

It seemed that any choice would be a mistake.

"Two!" the Blood Ghost said calmly.

"You big villain, you're not allowed to bully my mother!" Bao'er shouted.

The Blood Ghost didn't look back, slowly retracting one finger.

"One!"

"It seems you have already made a choice, then…"

Just as Bao'er's mother gritted her teeth, ready to speak and mediate, a sudden whooshing sound rang out.

"Boom!"

A streak of azure Laser suddenly pierced through the Blood Ghost's forehead.

Immediately after, the force, undiminished, passed through Bao'er's mother's face.

"Ah!"

With a large hand released, Bao'er let out a startled cry and fell.

Seeing this, Bao'er's mother hurriedly scooped her up and turned to run.

At that moment she had no time to wonder who had intervened.

Saving her life was her only task now.

The Blood Ghost stood there, stunned, unmoving.

A surprised voice suddenly came from behind.

"Laser guns are truly handy, one shot to the head, killing players like slaying chickens."

"This is the latest research result of the Blue Whale Company; though powerful, it's expensive and can at most fire once."

"That woman ran away, should we chase?"

"Of course!"

Having said that, a silhouette immediately sprinted toward the depths of the Air-raid Shelter.

Just as he brushed past the Blood Ghost…

A sudden mutation!

A massive hand suddenly emerged, like a heavy cannon, directly shattering the person's head!

"Boom!"

The headless corpse, propelled by inertia, slid forward a short distance, then collapsed on the ground, lifeless.

The Blood Ghost turned his head, and the wound on his forehead healed as if new.

The murderous intent in his eyes almost materialized.

"The headshot didn't kill?" someone exclaimed in shock.

He could be certain that a single shot would be fatal, even the Primary All-Round Recovery Injection couldn't save them.

Compared to sudden cardiac arrest, brain death is the most definitive proof of death.

Yet the Blood Ghost remained as if nothing had happened.

"How could anyone not be shocked?"

At this moment, a man on all fours twitched his nose.

A flash of brilliance instantly flickered in his eyes.

"Found him, the person is inside the car!"

"Hm?"

Everyone looked together at the car billowing white smoke.

The Blood Ghost frowned, but quickly recovered and rushed toward the car.

The Hunting Dog stood up, yanked the car door open, and, seeing the severely injured, unconscious man in the back seat, snatched him away.

"Got the goods, let's go!"

The Blood Ghost, seeing this, roared furiously, "Put the person down!"

The group ignored him, fleeing wildly.

The Blood Ghost turned his head, glanced at the vanished mother and daughter, then at the fleeing gang ahead.

His lungs were about to explode.

"You all…"

"All of you must die!!"