Chapter 111 Instant Death
Being unable to enter the building didn’t mean he was out of options.
Li Ang gripped the seams between the wall bricks with one hand while quickly pulling out a [Ruitu Military knife 300] from his backpack with the other. He pinched the middle of the military knife and, with a gentle rub of his thumb, slid out the small shovel attachment. He then released Ripple Energy, infusing the tip of the shovel with it.
With a crisp CLANG, Li Ang, holding the knife handle, inserted the shovel horizontally into the seam between two bricks directly below him. Then, bending his body with one leg forward and the other back, he crouched nimbly and steadily on the knife handle, like a gargoyle statue.
All of this happened in a flash of flint and stone, before the Black Trojan could even react.
Li Ang had already taken a steel rod as thick as a bowl’s mouth from his backpack, gripped it with both hands, and swept it toward the disguised man.
The steel rod, charged with a massive amount of Ripple Energy, began to melt the disguised man’s body merely by its proximity. The monster hastily retracted the long tongue tied around the Black Trojan’s neck, clutched both ends, and stretched it taut to block the incoming steel rod.
The steel rod, carrying Ripple Energy, whipped up a fierce gale and, with no elaborate moves, smashed into the long tongue, making a dull THUMP, THUMP sound, like a rolling pin hitting dough.
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP.
Under the heavy blows, the disguised ghost stumbled back several steps, the vivid red tongue in his hands going limp as if it had lost all elasticity.
Restricted by the rule "only one player can enter a building at a time," Li Ang couldn’t personally enter the corridor to pursue his quarry, but ranged weapons were clearly not subject to this restriction.
He put away the steel rod, took out an SCAR-H rifle, and accurately fired several shots at the disguised man’s head. The spinning 7.62mm caliber bullets bored through the man’s skull and into his cranial cavity.
Viscous, dark red blood spurted from the bullet holes. The disguised man, like a balloon filled with gore, gushed blood in torrents.