chapter 28 That coquettish one

"I originally thought that Justin Chen would only send someone to beat me up. But clearly, he wants me dead," Tyler Luo squinted his eyes, looking at the guy in front of him who couldn’t get up, apart from those initially killed, the rest were too scared to even breathe heavily. How could this guy be so terrifying? Wasn’t this mission just to teach him a lesson? If possible, then make it clean and wipe him out, these were the boss’s exact words. Those five gunmen who had just come out with them were on a different mission. Unexpectedly, they ended up dead here too. At this moment, the Scarred Man, looking at Tyler Luo slowly approaching, was filled with terror. But Tyler Luo didn’t give these guys any time, he picked up another gun from the ground and mercilessly pulled the trigger again. These few seconds felt like an entire century for the Scarred Man, and out of the eighteen, only he was left, while the bullets in Tyler Luo’s gun were exhausted again. "You guys always carry guns, really lawless," Tyler Luo walked up to him, not a bit scared despite killing seventeen people, instead, his cold smile was somewhat chilling. The Scarred Man had thrived in the underworld, his insight was quite sharp. Now, he felt an unprecedented fear from this seemingly harmless man. The way he killed was incredibly fast. Definitely not his first time, nor would it be his last. This guy had killed countless! "Where is Justin Chen?" Tyler Luo stood in front of him. Although the gun in his hand was out of bullets, it still scared the Scarred Man, trembling all over. Tyler Luo could smile even after killing seventeen people. Just then, Tyler Luo's expression changed, he quickly moved his facial muscles, his appearance even slightly altered. The sound of footsteps approached, orderly and quick. Around the corner, a team of police suddenly appeared, led by a tall and graceful policewoman. "It's her!" Seeing the policewoman, Tyler Luo's heart skipped a beat, what a small world. Abigail Ning was also startled, then immediately waved her hand, and all the police pointed their guns in this direction. She was just passing by and rushed over upon hearing gunshots. But seeing that man, she almost charged over. Tyler Luo recognized her, and naturally, she recognized him. Well, accurately speaking, Tyler Luo after altering his facial appearance. "Follow my command," Abigail Ning held her gun, her palms sweating. She guessed the man in front of her might be a member of the mercenary organization Invictus, secretly infiltrating Fenghuang City! But Tyler Luo was clever, standing under the shade of a tree, his appearance altered, making it hard for Abigail Ning and others to see clearly. Tyler Luo didn't want to stay any longer. Despite being aimed at by so many guns, he dared to make a move. The Scarred Man had no chance of escape. Tyler Luo's body shot out like a bullet, using the momentum to strike the Scarred Man's temple with his elbow. And after a successful strike, he immediately retreated, the process as fast as lightning. "Fire!" Abigail Ning decided instantly, but by the time her order was given, Tyler Luo had already retreated, dodging left and right. Bullets sparked on the ground, but Tyler Luo's movements were top-notch, he turned and fled. And Abigail Ning's gun also started a barrage of fire until the bullets were exhausted. But where was the man’s figure? "Captain, should we pursue?" The police looked at each other. Abigail Ning frowned, pursue? How? He might be Invictus's no.9. If they really pursued, they probably wouldn't be enough to fill his teeth, practically suicide. "Don't chase, check on these people." Even if Abigail Ning wanted to pursue, she had to consider the consequences. "Just..." "Captain, they are all dead." This discovery made Abigail Ning and her team gasp in shock. All were shot fatally, without even a chance to resist. Too ruthless, almost all hit right between the eyes. "All dead?" Abigail Ning's face grew even darker. If she had doubts before, now she was certain that man was Invictus's no.9. Thinking of this, Abigail Ning immediately took out her phone to report, but then a subordinate called out, "Captain, this one is still breathing." "Oh?" Abigail Ning put down her phone and walked over. It was the Scarred Man, who was attacked by Tyler Luo when they arrived. But at that time, Tyler Luo seemed to be out of bullets. "The temple is swollen from a heavy hit, probably severe internal bleeding. Quick, call an ambulance!" Abigail Ning ordered. This guy must not die; he might be the only clue. But looking at the Scarred Man's swollen head, Abigail Ning's heart sank. A vicious move, she saw it herself. But to attack someone under so many guns and escape unharmed, his danger level must be the highest since Fenghuang City was established! And now, Abigail Ning didn’t dare to search for him on a large scale. After all, this guy was no ordinary person. If there wasn't a 100% chance of catching him, they wouldn't risk it. Meanwhile, Tyler Luo had already left the alley far behind. "That woman seems to have a grudge against me, always running into her." He chuckled and shook his head. The gunshot wound on his arm didn’t concern him; he casually wiped it on his black clothes, hiding the bloodstain. After a long detour, Tyler Luo stole a set of clothes from a few houses and changed in a secluded spot. "Huh?" When Tyler Luo took out his wallet and phone, the jade pendant he bought on Antique Street emitted a faint purple light. "Is it luminous?" His expression changed. No, it's still daylight! But the jade turned from snow white to purple-red after being stained with his blood. Unbelievable! Tyler Luo held the pendant, not too tightly, but the next moment, it "cracked" and broke. The pieces still glowed purple-red but vanished when Tyler Luo looked closely. "Gone?" Tyler Luo opened his mouth wide, facing something incredible. But it was true, the jade pendant disappeared. "Really gone?" Despite facing so many life-threatening situations, Tyler Luo was still stunned. Absurd, right? Could the jade have been made of some special material, reacting chemically with blood or other substances, sublimating from solid to gas? That was the only scientific explanation Tyler Luo could think of. Unable to figure it out, and feeling there was no other explanation, he touched the gunshot wound on his arm, which seemed less painful. He didn’t pay much attention, accustomed to injuries, the wound wasn’t serious. Turning another corner, he left. Tyler Luo was confident the police wouldn't easily catch up, evident from the policewoman's eyes. She probably knew his identity. "But what of it?" Tyler Luo looked up at the evening sky, the clouds especially brilliant. Driving the Audi back home, he smelled delicious food from the kitchen as he opened the door. Sofia Ding was on a business trip, so it must be the beautiful landlady, Elizabeth Zhuang. Sure enough, hearing the door, Elizabeth Zhuang came out of the kitchen, wearing an apron, her long hair pinned up, looking dignified and virtuous. "Your cooking smells delicious." Tyler Luo smiled, planning to go straight to his room. But Elizabeth Zhuang suddenly said, "Have you eaten?" "No, can I?" Tyler Luo said, taking a breath. "You haven’t paid for your meals yet!" Elizabeth Zhuang put her hands on her hips, looking charmingly beautiful, making Tyler Luo stare. Tyler Luo paused, "How much? I'll pay! It’s been a long time since I had a home-cooked meal." This was true; he was used to roughing it, surviving on fast food or even going hungry for days, eating rats and centipedes. "Well, it depends on your performance! If you do well, I might waive your meal fee," Elizabeth Zhuang playfully winked, then suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no, my steak is burning, sit down for a while!" "Okay." Tyler Luo nodded, following her into the kitchen, leaning on the door, watching her busy. Suddenly, he felt nostalgic for such days. Recalling memories, he leaned on the door, his gaze falling on Elizabeth Zhuang, unintentionally mesmerized. When Elizabeth Zhuang calmed down, she realized Tyler Luo had been watching her, her face turning red: "What are you looking at? Go out!" The beauty’s shy anger was indeed full of charm. Even in home clothes and an apron, she was very attractive.