Chapter 159: I Love Killing People in Dreams

Edward said not to kill An'an, but when others were hit in the face at the same time, there was no way to keep the gun steady.

Li Suibian rushed up to the one-armed man, and the one-armed man reacted quickly, his face fierce, his right leg lifting directly into a knee strike!

Li Suibian's expression did not change, his right hand pressed down, pressing down the man's knee strike, while his left hand had already firmly pressed onto the man's chest.

The man's body seemed to freeze for half a second, he flew backward, spraying blood from his mouth, hitting the ground and immediately passing out.

After dealing with the one-armed man in one move, Li Suibian turned and charged toward Edward and the four others.

As he got closer, his right hand extended into a claw, pulling back, the guns in the three people's hands were pulled by invisible force, flying out of their hands directly.

Flying Dragon Exploring Cloud Hand!

Also from Chinese Paladin, but not the "skill" of the Drunken Sword Immortal.

Li Suibian flicked his right hand, throwing the three guns into the corner of the living room.

Then came the tiger entering the flock of sheep; in just a few seconds, Edward and the four others lay on the ground, only able to groan and roll, unable to stand up at all.

"They're really just ordinary people." Li Suibian said.

These few burly men were each fierce characters capable of taking on ten, but unfortunately they met a holder of a mythic fate fragment.

As a cultivator of immortality and Dao, Li Suibian said, "I haven't even used force and you all collapsed."

"Could it be that you discovered my true identity?" An'an leaned close to Tang Luo and whispered.

One six gods and demons walking, two still not encountered.

Besides her, the remaining three are all "loners," basically no situation of being discovered abnormal exists.

But An'an is different; she still has a butler.

"Not likely." Tang Luo shook his head, stood up, and was about to say something.

Lying on the sofa snoring loudly, or rather drugged and unable to wake up, Chu Zhentian suddenly began to tremble.

"Ugh ah ah ah ah!"

A miserable scream burst from his mouth.

Along with the "bursting," there were also ferocious wounds and fierce blood appearing out of nowhere on his body!

Tang Luo waved his hand, and on the Merit Jade Lotus, light flashed past.

Chu Zhentian's body had wounds that could almost tear him apart completely, which instantly disappeared, his body bouncing off the sofa and slamming onto the ground.

"Ha, ha, ha——"

Extremely violent gasping, Chu Zhentian turned his body, forearms on the floor supporting himself, his face covered in sweat.

His expression was full of ferocity, fear, and pain.

"How——how is this?" An'an's voice trembled slightly.

Even Edward and the others were drawn to look, what the hell?

He only gave them a powerful hypnotic drug, which does not possess such heaven-defying "bleeding function"; even if there were side effects, it shouldn't be this severe.

Yes, in the dinner Tang Luo and the others ate, they were given a lot of drugs.

An'an and Chu Zhentian both were affected.

However, An'an ate little, barely woken by the butler, the whole person in a half-sleepwalking state.

Chu Zhentian ate a lot, so he slept like a dead pig; even gunshots or the sound of a coffee table smashing the floor didn't wake him.

As for Tang Luo and Li Suibian...

Taking the hypnotic drug as food is no problem—Li Suibian can cultivate to dissolve it, Tang Luo doesn't even need to dissolve it, it has no effect.

"I don't know, what's wrong with you?" Tang Luo walked to Chu Zhentian's side.

Chu Zhentian's body shuddered, rolling and crawling to stand up, assuming a defensive posture; seeing Tang Luo and the others, he still did not relax.

Anyone could feel his tension, stretched to the limit.

"Master?"

After a full half minute, Chu Zhentian spoke.

"It's me." Tang Luo said.

"Really you?" Chu Zhentian still maintained his tense state.

"Do you need me to prove it?" Tang Luo said, his eyes sweeping over Chu Zhentian's body, as if considering where to strike to clear his name.

"Wait! Am I awake now? Am I really awake?" Chu Zhentian stepped back a few steps.

"You're awake, did you have a nightmare?" An'an asked.

Chu Zhentian looked around several more times, his body slowly relaxing, he plopped down on the ground: "Phew, escaped, I thought I was doomed."

"No, you were basically doomed just now." Li Suibian pointed at the sofa.

Chu Zhentian looked over, his face turned even paler, that spot was all blood.

That was where he lay, whose blood it is needs no further explanation.

He touched his body, but there was not a single wound.

"Master, you saved me again." Chu Zhentian gratefully said.

"No problem, this is merit." Tang Luo said, "What happened?"

"Freddy." Chu Zhentian said, "I was dragged into a nightmare by something with Freddy's ability; if not for Master saving me, I would have already been killed by him."

"Freddy?" An'an said, "What is that?"

"The evil ghost from the A Nightmare on Elm Street series, with the ability to kill in dreams." Li Suibian said, he has watched all the movies in this series, "Did you meet that guy?"

"You might not believe it if I say it, the guy I met called himself Cao Cao." Chu Zhentian said with a bitter smile.

"Cao Cao?" An'an froze for a moment, "I love killing people in dreams?"

"..."

"Playing gods and ghosts! You——" Edward over there just opened his mouth to say harsh words, Li Suibian kicked him, knocking him unconscious.

After that, I kicked the other three unconscious with my feet. You've got nothing to do with this now—just stay knocked out for me.

A few minutes later, Chu Zhongtian, gradually emerging from the torn, death-shadowed state, told Tang Luo and the others about his ordeal.

Simply put, he was dragged into a nightmare and forced into a solo battle royale.

During it, he wisely realized he was dreaming.

He tried multiple times to wake up, but kept falling short—probably due to the drug's effect.

Eventually, the nightmare demon grabbed him and tore him apart with five horses, then the effect carried over into reality, where Tang Luo rescued him and he woke up.

That's roughly what happened.

"You don't live on Elm Street, do you?" Li Suibian casually asked.

Elm Street is a key scene in Freddy's activities.

"No, that demon isn't Freddy—just someone with similar abilities," Chu Zhongtian said. "He even called himself Cao Cao. As for his appearance—later, when he chased me, he looked like a master."

"Me?"

"Yeah, maybe I subconsciously think the master is so strong he's unbeatable," Chu Zhongtian said.

"Danger keeps piling up," Li Suibian said. "Looks like this really is a survival mission."

"I think each of us encountered a different danger," Chu Zhongtian said, speaking quickly and with a hint of venting. "The master faced the Slit-Mouthed Woman and the eerie sounds in the stairwell. Your danger, Uncle Li, was actually the principal—Hua Pichuan—but the master's appearance diverted it onto himself. An'an, your danger is this butler."

"And mine was the nightmare demon."

"Sounds like there's some sense to that," Li Suibian said.

The scattered individuals each faced different dangers, but when gathered together, it's equivalent to concentrating all the dangers in one place.

Following this line of thought……

"So, at least two 'sources of danger' still exist?" An'an asked. "But if each person has one, why does the master have two?"

"Because I was targeted," Chu Zhongtian said, suddenly looking enlightened. "No—actually, the master dealt with the 'Slit-Mouthed Woman' thing, which is why the stairwell noises appeared. That should be a warning… or an omen. I'm afraid we'll keep encountering dangers until the 30 days are up."

"What do you think?" Li Suibian said, finding it quite reasonable, and turned to Tang Luo.

"Meet force with force, meet water with earth," Tang Luo said. "Remain unchanged to counter all changes. If the comer means harm, then convert them."

Translated, that means: "Screw the details—just beat them all down."

"Uncle Li, don't take my words seriously—I was just making a couple of remarks," Chu Zhongtian said again. He's got the kind of analytical ferocity like a tiger, and after one look at his 0-5 record…

Earlier, that analysis was more about soothing emotions—moving from "unknown" to "known," reducing fear and anxiety.

"……" Li Suibian fell silent, speechless.

"Speaking of survival missions, I've been through one too," Tang Luo said. "The situation was similar—constantly being hunted, because the original host provoked the entire 'assassin world.' The time limit was thirty days, and anyone randomly popping out on the street could be an assassin."

"How did the master get through it?" Li Suibian asked. This was his first time experiencing such a mission, and he hoped for a reference.

"Later, I found the root of all evil and converted them one by one. Unfortunately, time ran out, and I couldn't fully convert everyone," Tang Luo said, his tone regretful.

"……" I'll reference your second aunt's mom!

"If we could find the source, but these 'dangers' don't seem connected at all," An'an said. "Maybe we should just leave this small town? Maybe then there'd be no danger?"

"Better not."

Li Suibian said, "Even if we don't complete the mission, we won't die. Lingering after leaving the 'mission site' might not be a bad solution. But there's also a scenario where other places are more dangerous than the mission site."

Tang Luo's second mission, in a sense, is exactly what Li Suibian described.

Those two 'breeding farms' by the roadside are far more dangerous than their destination of staying awake until dawn.

"Oh," An'an nodded. "So, did we resolve my danger? Will I still face other dangers afterward?"

"Don't take my analysis as truth—just take it as reference," Chu Zhongtian said.

Because of his lengthy analysis, he ended up kneeling—that would be a sin.

"How do we deal with these people?" An'an looked toward Edward and the others.

"Wake them up, ask their purpose, then talk," Li Suibian said, standing up, going to the kitchen, fetching a large basin of water, and pouring it on Edward's face—the clear mastermind and planner of tonight's events.

After a while, he asked: "Why won't they wake up?"

"Yeah, why won't they wake up?" Chu Zhongtian also looked strange—don't they always do that on TV?

Come to, just pour a basin of water—it'll work.

"Maybe you hit too hard?" Tang Luo guessed. "Try a few more times—maybe they'll wake, or just stab them?"

An'an sat obediently to the side, continuing to feel out of place.