Chapter 59: The Hound and the Vengeful Spirit

In the empty, deathly silent Corridor, the silver‑haired youth's playful voice drifted lightly.

He finally lifted his head, and his eyes, under the dim light, reflected a sheen more dangerous than the Desert Eagle in his hand.

Lin Fan halted his steps, standing at the opposite end of the Corridor.

Droplets slid down his hair tips, falling onto the expensive carpet and spreading a small dark stain. His left eye held the clear, resolute humanity of a man, while his right eye was a bottomless, eerie blue, churning with resentment and madness.

The two were entirely different beings: one embodied the pinnacle of human combat skill, the other bore supernatural hatred and power.

In the middle of the Corridor, they faced each other at a distance.

Even the flow of air seemed to slow.

"Target has entered the preset zone," a cold, flat voice of L said through Mo Zixuan's headset, "maintain the mental shield, avoid hallucination interference."

Mo Zixuan's mouth curled into an exaggerated grin, revealing a set of dazzlingly white teeth.

He lifted his hand, tapped the headset, and spoke in a flippant tone.

"I'm telling you, L, who do you think I am?"

"Don't disturb me while I enjoy the 'hunt.'"

After speaking, he rose slowly and, with deliberate slowness, drew a sharp three‑pronged military spear from his other side.

He moved his neck, and the joints cracked with a crisp "click‑click."

In those eyes lay the pure, extreme madness and excitement of a beast spotting its prey.

Mo Zixuan's confidence stemmed not only from trust in his own skill but also from something else.

That was the Federation's top‑secret research result, the "Human Enhancement Agent."

This drug, though it cannot turn a person into a "Federation Captain,"

can stimulate human potential, break original limits, and even push all stats to the species' ultimate ceiling.

However, the Human Enhancement Agent works only once.

And its effect varies from person to person.

The stronger the human, the more terrifying they become after activation.

Conversely, a weak person, even after using the Human Enhancement Agent, cannot reach the level of strong humans.

And Mo Zixuan was already the top "weapon" among humans.

After using the Human Enhancement Agent, he now stands among humans… can be said to have become "counter‑intuitive" in strength.

He can even dodge bullets at close range.

"—Come on, show me."

"A little kid powered by love… how much surprise can he possibly give me!"

The moment the words fell, Mo Zixuan moved!

No wasted words!

Bang!

He raised his hand and fired a shot!

The bullet, however, was not aimed at Lin Fan; it struck precisely at the center of the massive floor‑to‑ceiling window beside him!

Whaa—!

The entire pane shattered instantly, turning into countless sparkling shards that, against the dazzling nightscape, fell like a gorgeous yet lethal diamond rain.

In the instant Lin Fan's sight was clouded by glass, Mo Zixuan launched himself like a released arrow—no, like a hunting leopard—sprinting along the ground at terrifying speed!

His silhouette left an after‑image among the countless cold‑glinting shards, while the three‑pronged spear in his other hand traced an icy straight line straight toward Lin Fan's heart!

Quick!

The whole sequence flowed like clouds and water, full of violent aesthetics, far beyond any ordinary human's reaction speed!

But Lin Fan is not an ordinary human.

Behind him, countless wet black strands of hair, like living venomous snakes, burst outward, weaving a thick black shield before him.

Ding‑ding‑dang‑dang!

The spear and several flying glass shards struck the hair shield almost simultaneously, producing a crisp metallic clang!

Yet Mo Zixuan's aim was not a one‑shot kill!

As the hair shield formed, his sprinting body slammed onto the ground, then, in an unbelievable posture, he stepped on those fluttering, steel‑wire‑like black hairs and leapt upward!

His body twisted mid‑air at an angle that almost defied physics!

The black pistol in his hand had its barrel fixed squarely on Lin Fan's temple!

This is the combat art of a top‑tier hunter!

He can even exploit the enemy's ability to create blind spots for his own attacks!

Bang!

Another gunshot rang.

Just before the bullet could touch his skin, a massive force surged from behind Lin Fan, and countless black hairs yanked him violently backward.

The bullet skimmed past his temple, leaving a pitch‑black hole in the wall.

A strand of black hair was seared off by the bullet's heat and fell to the ground.

A charred abrasion appeared on Lin Fan's cheek, thin wisps of black vapor curling from the wound before quickly dissipating.

His eerie blue right eye flared with cold light!

"Hm!"

In an instant, every shattered glass shard in the Corridor, together with the splintered stone from the wall, was lifted by fine hairs!

Hundreds to thousands of sharp fragments, like a hive of living bees, changed direction, pointing every razor edge toward Mo Zixuan suspended in mid‑air!

Whoosh‑whoosh‑whoosh‑whoosh‑whoosh!

The next second, a deadly downpour of glass and shards rained down, covering the sky and earth, indiscriminately hurling toward Mo Zixuan!

"Oh? Is it getting urgent?"

Facing an attack that could instantly turn a person into a sieve, Mo Zixuan's face broke into an even more excited smile.

His body fell through the air, his feet taking several steps on the wall, shedding force, his whole form like a boneless spirit cat, darting and weaving through the dense rain of fragments.

The gun in his hand continuously spewed tongues of flame.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Each bullet precisely shattered a piece of glass that was about to hit him.

The remaining glass was avoided thanks to his powerful dynamic vision.

His movements were astonishingly fast, performing the craziest death dance amid the interweaving gunfire and fragments.

At the same time, a bone‑chilling, icy resentment surged like an invisible tide, washing over Mo Zixuan's mind.

It was Ling Xinyu's deepest despair and hatred at the river bottom.

The icy river water flooded his lungs, suffocating pain, abandoned loneliness, and vengeful poison toward the murderer......

Any normal person, the moment they encounter this Spiritual Pollution, would have their will collapse and fall into the most terrifying hallucinations.

But Mo Zixuan......

He merely blinked, even savoring it with interest.

His mental world is a wasteland belonging to a madman.

Lin Fan's eerie blue right eye showed a ripple for the first time.

He could not understand.

Why can this person ignore Xin Yu's suffering?

"Is that all your skill is?"

Mo Zixuan dodged while launching a psychological assault with the most vicious words.

"All you can do is hide behind your hair like a coward, using your girlfriend's tears as a weapon?"

"Tsk tsk, how pitiful. When she died, she struggled in the icy river, watching your call come through—how desperate that must have been?"

"She must have thought, why didn't my hero come to save me?"

He tried to enrage Lin Fan, hoping to expose a flaw.

But Lin Fan's will had already merged with Ling Xinyu's resentment; he was vengeance itself.

These soul‑cutting words could not sway him in the slightest.

Both sides then exchanged blows back and forth for many more rounds.

Mo Zixuan quickly realized that with ordinary means he could stall the opponent, even briefly suppress them, but completing the "live capture" mission was simply impossible.

This monster that coexists with the Weird had abilities and power far beyond his estimate.

Then......

It's time to activate Plan B.

Mo Zixuan's eyes flickered.

He deliberately sold a flaw.

A black braid, like a poisonous snake, broke through his fire net and struck his chest hard.

"Puff!"

Mo Zixuan flailed and was thrown outward, crashing open a door at the end of the Corridor marked "Safe Exit".

He struggled to rise, glanced at the relentless Lin Fan, his face showing panic for the first time, and turned to retreat toward the building's central black elevator shaft.

Lin Fan chased after.

Mo Zixuan was forced to the edge of an open elevator shaft entrance, with bottomless darkness behind him.

At his feet lay a yellow warning sign reading "Construction in Progress, Do Not Approach".

He seemed to have no way to retreat.

Countless black hairs surged from behind Lin Fan, like a black tide, ready to completely devour the prey.

Just then.

Mo Zixuan, who had retreated to the edge of the shaft, suddenly lost the panicked expression on his face.

In its place was a wildly successful, exceedingly Weird smile.

He leapt backward fiercely!

He voluntarily plunged into that bottomless darkness!

In the instant Lin Fan was stunned.

Boom—!

The floor beneath his feet, the ceiling above, and the walls on either side instantly erupted with countless arm‑thick alloy grilles!

Like the mouth of a beast that closed in an instant, they formed an airtight metal cage, sealing him tightly outside the elevator shaft!

"!"

Lin Fan immediately prepared to command the black hair to forcefully break the cage.

However, in the falling darkness.

Mo Zixuan reached into his chest and produced a red detonator that flickered with a faint light.

He faced the trapped, icy, heterochromatic eyes behind the grille, grinned wildly, and silently mouthed two words.

"Goodbye."

The true killing move was not some Heaven‑Earth Net trap at all.

But at this moment, within three meters of Lin Fan on all sides—up, down, left, right—the interlayers of every wall and floor were already filled with......

C4 enough to blast this entire floor into the sky!