Chapter 136: Die Alone
The Masked Man...
Dead!
Once a person’s head falls off, even gods can’t save him!
Now the masked man is the traffic code, and his death was so sudden that the media team was stunned. The camera was frozen on the bloody head.
In the entire Coral City, the number of people watching the live broadcast has exceeded 50,000.
There are resistance organizations in the wilderness that may have spread news through various channels.
The Zero Point Pub was also watching the live broadcast.
Chang Yu and others also learned information on the way to Qushi Town.
Even Qi Lang and his secretary Chai An in the office building were watching. The moment the masked monster's head fell to the ground, Qi Lang was so shocked that he stood up from his chair.
His eyes widened, and his heart was shocked: "The masked man, just... died like this?"
this……
This is not right!
It shouldn't be like this!
That masked man should have died in his hands!
The last failure in the manor made Qi Lang reflect bitterly and determined to make changes.
He planned to mobilize all resources, make full preparations, and then formulate a perfect plan to give the masked man a big blow and make him die in Coral City.
But now, all the plans have become a joke with the death of the masked man.
"How could it be! How could this happen!"
Qi Lang's eyes were red, and he clutched his hair tightly with both hands. The unwillingness in his chest was like a raging fire.
It hurts, so much!
That was his lifelong enemy, the person he dreamed about!
He thought he could see him again, send him a warm greeting with a sharp blade, bury him in the illusion of blood and light, and even choose the music for the funeral!
In the past, Secretary Chai An would have definitely spoken out to comfort the emotionally broken Qi Lang.
But now, Chai An was staring blankly at the bloody scene on the live broadcast of TV, his eyes dull.
"How could it happen so suddenly..."
He thought that the masked man would be able to escape gracefully this time, just like the previous two times, making the Coral City Mechanical Clan a laughing stock of many people.
But the situation on the scene changed so quickly that it was really hard to accept.
The masked man has become a belief in the hearts of many people.
In refugee camps and slums, people are secretly carving masks made up of countless metal fragments. As long as the mask is there, there is hope.
They gathered together and sat in front of old TVs, just to see the hope in their hearts create a miracle again.
But when the masked head fell to the ground, countless people's hearts seemed to fall to the ground as well, and were completely shattered.
In refugee camps in every direction, many people were crying.
"Wuwuwu, Master Mask, we are the ones who harmed you..."
"You should leave, you shouldn't stay..."
“…”
The cries of old people, children, men, and women, countless people added a mournful tone to this blood-stained evening.
Even a man who was extremely strong in the past could not avoid the pain in his eyes, the trembling body, the clenched fists, and the sadness and powerlessness spreading silently in his heart.
"Why...why can't anyone help him...is it because we are all cowards..."
"He shouldn't have died alone like this..."
"But no one fought alongside him..."
“…”
Countless people were grief-stricken, tears rolling down their cheeks, and turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch the bloody scene on TV.
At this moment, even the midnight tavern was quiet.
When the news first came, everyone was still talking and laughing, drinking and chatting.
Although many people wanted to accept the tens of millions of dollars in bounty on the masked monster, after a few incidents, everyone admitted that they were no match for the masked monster.
This time the masked man attacks Coral City again...
These guys are all killers in the tavern, and they all vaguely prefer the masked man and plan to watch the fun in Coral City.
But unexpectedly, he didn't see any fun, but only saw the death of the masked man.
"Why did he die? His death was too hasty, wasn't it?" Someone couldn't help but whisper, finally breaking the eerie silence in the tavern.
"This is unlike him. Even if he dies, he should die in a cool way!"
"Let's discuss rationally, what was that flash of cold light just now? Was it a skill? Or some special weapon?"
"It looks like a weapon to me, a sword..."
The killers' focus is on being different.
After the initial shock, their discussion shifted from the masked man to the thing that killed the masked man.
"No matter who did it, he must be the best killer in the entire Coral City!"
"Could it be the drunk boss?"
"I heard that Boss Xue Lie is here too, could it be him?"
“…”
This method of killing people in broad daylight without leaving any trace is truly shocking.
Everyone present is a killer, but if they ask themselves, if it were them, even if their strength increased several times, they would not be able to achieve such an effect.
Therefore, the focus of their discussion was on Xue Lie and Yi Yi.
But Xue Lie was also confused at this time.
He sat on the sofa in a private room on the basement floor of the pub, holding a glass of wine in a daze, staring at the picture on TV.
After a moment, he immediately picked up the remote control and replayed the scene where the cold light flashed just now.
"What is that? A hidden weapon? A sword?"
Xue Lie replayed the scene again and again, but the time the cold light appeared was too short.
Even many people at the scene didn't notice it.
Even if you look at it frame by frame, you can only see a blurry and distorted sword shadow.
Xue Lie was so anxious that he couldn't help but complain to Yi Yi beside him: "The equipment in your Coral City branch is too poor. Why can't you get a screen with a higher resolution?"
"No, the problem is not the screen..."
Yi Yi's face was extremely solemn.
He knew that the masked man was a level 4 creature.
At this level, they are masters who have a say in the entire continent, and they are the dominant ones in many small cities. Even the mechanical race is willing to spend a lot of money to recruit them.
But the masked man was killed in an instant, without any chance to fight back, and without even any reaction beforehand.
Who is the other party?
"Yu Tuo, or... Mercer?"
Yi Yi felt heavy in his heart as he recalled the conversations he had with Su Xia in the early morning.
The person who attacks secretly can kill one level 4 creature in one second, and can also kill another one .
"No, something is wrong. The masked man is not as strong as before this time. He seems to be a little weaker..."
Yi Yi took a sip of wine, rubbed his brows vigorously, and compared the scenes on TV with the losses caused by Su Xia's previous actions one by one.
Gradually, more and more doubts arose in his mind, but he could not find the right solution.
Xue Lie asked him: "Is there such a fierce man in Coral City? Was it someone from the Mechanical Clan who took action?"
Yi Yi could only shake his head: "I don't know either."
"How come even you don't know? You've been in Coral City for so many years, don't you have a rough idea of who the person was?"
“Don’t be impatient…”
Yi Yi waved his hand and turned his gaze back to the TV screen.
The blood all over the screen has not yet coagulated.
But he had a bold guess in his mind.
"Don't jump to conclusions. Let the bullets fly for a while."
…
Now, in terms of the degree of shock, Chang Yu was naturally the most shocked.
He also knew that Su Xia was a level 4 creature.
Even Yu Tuo couldn't do anything to Su Xia. There was no one in Coral City who could keep him.
Next to him, Yuan Hua heard the news and immediately said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Brother Mask is invincible!"
"A small coral city can't hold him back! That must be fake news released by the mechanical tribe, just a smokescreen!"
Although he said this, Yuan Hua felt uneasy and anxious, and only regretted that he was not there.
He also knew that the mechanical race still had some dignity and would not spread false information under normal circumstances.
What's more, it was a live broadcast and so many people were watching.
Shen Yu looked at the picture on the phone sadly, tears welling up in her eyes. She said sadly: "Mask...Is Mask really dead? He hasn't taken me flying yet. He is definitely not the kind of person who goes back on his word..."
"Ah, that live broadcast..."
Zhu Lu sighed softly, wanting to say something comforting but not knowing how to say it.
Everyone in the team felt extremely heavy-hearted.
This is the most serious loss suffered by Beifeng Storytelling Club since its establishment.
They have not known Su Xia for long, but they have already regarded Su Xia as their own, a brother who can drink and fight together.
Not long ago, Su Xia asked them to go to Qushi Town to arrange an evacuation route.
When everyone learned the cruel news, they were already very close to the town of Qushi.
Yi Mo sat on a stone, silent.
She took out her cell phone, her expression gloomy, her eyes fixed on the previous conversation with Su Xia. Her slender fingers trembled slightly as she typed three words in the dialog box: "Is he dead?"
…
The news of the masked man's death spread like wildfire, not only rapidly within Coral City, but also to many resistance organizations in the wilderness.
He rose like a firework and fell like a shooting star.
This legendary life is brilliant and short.
When the members of the resistance organization learned the news, they all sighed and lamented, especially those who had come into contact with Su Xia when accepting the refugees that night.
"I said he was too young and too impatient!"
"Alas, if we could have been stable for a few more years, we wouldn't have ended up like this."
"Now that he has died in Coral City, there is no one to collect his body..."
Everyone in the resistance organization thought of the fate of the corpse.
As is the usual style of the Coral City Mechanical Clan, they will definitely hang the masked man's head in the central square, and perhaps his body will also be nailed to the central square with a wooden frame.
Day after day, eventually both the head and the body will be completely dried out.
When the news reached the Oasis Camp, Xiong Wei and others were stunned.
They have always felt that the masked man might be a rebellious character deliberately created by the mechanical race.
But now...
The masked man died in order to save those refugees.
"It's too early for a head-on confrontation after all." Lan He shook his head and sighed. The masked man was a legend, but it was a pity that they had never even met him.
"Have all the ammunition and supplies been packed?" Xiong Wei asked him.
"It's packed."
"Well, it's time for us to go."
It was previously expected that we would be able to leave at noon today.
But plans can never keep up with changes.
There were too many permanent residents in the oasis camp, and it took more time than expected to clean up the area.
Moreover, at noon, Xiong Wei and others held a meeting with the Longcheng side represented by Shi Sishi.
Shi Sishi asked Xiong Wei to provide the new location of the Oasis Camp to facilitate future contact and communication between the two parties.
But Xiong Wei thought of Su Xia's words and refused decisively.
As a result , the meeting at noon ended in a bad mood.
In the evening, Shi Sishi, his disciples and more than a dozen leaders of resistance organizations left the oasis camp and headed for their joint camp.
Before leaving, Shi Sishi said to Xiong Wei indifferently: "Unity is the only way out. You trust Bei Feng too much. You will regret your choice in the future."
Xiong Wei replied in a fairly polite tone: "Thank you for your patience, Master. Have a pleasant journey!"
And just like that, the two sides parted ways.
In the oasis camp, the two small organizations "Zhulu" and "Zhuhuo" that were previously stationed there also followed Shi Sishi.
Xiong Wei had done his best for them and even gave them his blessings before leaving.
As for Zhang Fang...
He pondered over and over again for a whole day, and finally decided to stay in the camp.
Therefore, when they were about to leave, Shi Sishi and more than a dozen of his disciples did not look at Zhang Fang well.
