Book 7: Chapter 10: The Gentlemans Agreement
The man standing before Qin Lun did not look like he deserved his reputation at all. He had thinning hair, wrinkled and dull skin on his face, a constant frown that made him look miserable, and a slight hunchback. All in all, he appeared to be a worn-out old farmer crushed by life’s pressures.
Yet, who would have guessed that this middle-aged man with a sorrowful expression and dull eyes had directly and indirectly killed thousands of people over the years? Among all the serial killers who had entered the Shattered Starry Sky, if you were to rank them by the number of people killed, he was undeniably the number one.
“Joey Foster?” Hearing Qin Lun’s greeting, Firecracker Rand’s body stiffened. He maintained his previous ambush posture, with his side facing the young man. However, his left eye slid bizarrely to the corner, staring sideways at Qin Lun, making his wretched expression suddenly turn into a stiff zombie-like face.
The combination of his mask-like face and his fierce, agile eyes created a strange sight. Even Qin Lun felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, as if he had encountered a female ghost in the wilderness on a dark night.
“Haha, just call me Qin Lun!” Qin Lun’s face twitched as he raised his hands to shield his chest, slowly stepping backward. “Rand, relax, relax! I mean no harm!”
“This world probably wasn’t entered as a team. You followed me here?” Rand straightened up and slowly turned around. It was clear that he also seemed wary that Qin Lun might suddenly attack.
“Coincidence, it’s completely a coincidence!” Qin Lun’s eyelids twitched slightly. He was already cursing inside. He was cursing the other three serial killers. According to their information, Firecracker Rand had long fallen behind among the five major serial killers.
But now, facing Rand head-on, Qin Lun felt a huge threat. Although there was no evidence, the young man trusted his intuition. This Firecracker Rand had definitely undergone a Class Change and might not be any weaker than him.
Rand kept his zombie-like face, staring dead at Qin Lun without showing any sign of relaxing. Qin Lun inwardly cursed his bad luck. This time, he had completely miscalculated. He knew that Rand had antisocial personality disorder and was different from the other three serial killers. Yet, he still approached him without any special preparation.
