Those who reincarnate must die.

There is no curfew in the foggy city at night.

However, in this world without electricity, relying solely on candlelight and gas lamps for illumination, nightlife comes at a high price. While some entertainment venues operate all night, their prices are generally exorbitant, and most ordinary people still opt for the more economical option of sleeping at home…

Following Xu's directions home, Zhang Lang changed into casual clothes and then went to the Oak Barrel Bar.

This isn't the most upscale bar in town, but it's the one with the highest foot traffic and the most diverse clientele. It's also the largest entertainment venue that remains open late at night.

In just one and a half days, three special individuals died. This news has probably already spread among the special individuals. Everyone is afraid that they will be next... If people can die on the streets during the day when there are many people, who can sleep soundly at home at night?

Zhang Lang put himself in the other person's shoes. If he were a special being and was afraid of being killed, he would definitely choose to come to the most crowded and lively place to avoid being alone.

With affordable prices, high foot traffic, and backed by a well-known gang in the city, along with numerous ruthless thugs and bodyguards, Oak Barrel Bar is undoubtedly the most suitable refuge.

Zhang Lang chose a corner seat on the second floor, ordered a large pitcher of beer, leaned against the railing, and looked down at the bustling hall.

For safety reasons, they would definitely hide in the most conspicuous and bustling places!

Zhang Lang squinted as he searched, but these special individuals looked much like ordinary people and were difficult to distinguish from the crowd.

But this didn't stump Zhang Lang. He had the ability to concentrate, focusing his attention on every corner of the bar and observing each person individually! As long as this guy had something different about him, he wouldn't escape Zhang Lang's discerning eye!

However, this is a lot of work and requires patience!

Fortunately, Zhang Lang has no shortage of patience!

Time passed second by second. People entered and left every moment. No one could escape Zhang Lang's notice. Gradually, his target was those who had not left since the first half of the night.

A significant portion of them were drunkards, while the rest remained sober and constantly observed their surroundings—these were the focus of observation. If any of them acted abnormally, they were most likely individuals with special abilities…

One of the women, a stunning redhead, wearing an elegant brown wool coat, sat by the bar for hours. She hadn't finished a single drink since she came in, and she kept glancing around and rejecting several men's advances.

Oak Barrel Bar is not a social venue for the upper class; most of its patrons are from the lower and middle classes... It's already a bit strange that a woman with such poise and looks would come to a place like this to drink in the middle of the night, and coupled with her somewhat eccentric behavior, it's worth paying attention to!

There was also an old man dressed as a sailor, who was quite tall and strong, but his back was a little hunched, and he had a full white beard. He sat at a round table in the middle of the hall.

He'd downed several large mugs of beer and eaten a lot of food during this time; his stomach seemed bottomless. He always went to the bar to order, then changed seats, appearing very wary. A suspicious fellow indeed!

Another person was a frail-looking man in a business suit and glasses, who appeared to be a clerk in a company. He didn't stay the whole time; he left a few times, but each time he would return within twenty minutes, always clutching a walking stick and looking somewhat flustered.

Finally, there was a little girl, about eleven or twelve years old, dressed in Lolita fashion… It's hard to imagine a child like that appearing in a bar. Even with a tall, strong guardian beside her, her presence still seemed so out of place…

Compared to the others, this little girl seemed much more composed, and her gaze as she looked around revealed more interest than fear.

These four are the ones Zhang Lang observed and felt were most likely to be special individuals. If the Reincarnators were really targeting special individuals, they would likely make them their targets!

Who could it be? Zhang Lang squinted, observing carefully…

Suddenly, a commotion broke out in the crowd!

"Oh my God, what is he doing...?"

Zhang Lang followed the sound and turned around, only to see a bald man standing on the table, trembling all over, tearing at his clothes, and bleeding from his seven orifices!

"Not those four! It's someone else?! What kind of method is this, a curse?!"

While Zhang Lang was still in shock, the bald man suddenly roared to the sky, and then blood began to spurt out of his mouth like a fountain, splashing all over several nearby tables!

The lobby was in complete chaos. Guests screamed and fled, tables and chairs were overturned, cups and plates flew everywhere, and people trampled on each other!

Zhang Lang immediately climbed over the railing, only to find that there was nowhere to step below!

Just then, a beast's roar suddenly came from another direction!

Zhang Lang turned his head and saw that a werewolf had appeared in the crowd!

Wait a minute! This location... and the werewolf's tattered overalls, the walking stick with its fingertips broken by wolf claws... Is this the same frail young man?!

How did he turn into a werewolf? Could he actually be a reincarnator? Is he planning to make his move here...? No!!

Zhang Lang suddenly realized that as the werewolf transformed, blood was gushing from its chest; its heart had been pierced! The transformation was merely a means to prolong its life!

But clearly, this fatal wound was incurable. Halfway through his transformation, he began to shrink back into human form, looking increasingly weak, until finally he collapsed to the ground with a thud, blood gushing from his mouth and nose...

Two people died at once? Wait, something's not right!

Zhang Lang suddenly realized what was happening and turned to look at the bald man who had just been spitting blood. He found that the table was empty. His eyes swept across the chaotic crowd and finally spotted the bald man with blood in his mouth, squeezing through the crowd and running away!

So that's how it is—a feint to the east while attacking in the west!

The bald man is the reincarnator; he jumped out to attract attention, while his companions took advantage of the chaos to kill the werewolves!

Zhang Lang jumped directly from the second floor, using his extraordinary jumping ability to cover a distance of dozens of meters in one step, and landed at the back door!

By this time, the bald man had already squeezed out the back door. If he escaped, it would be difficult to catch him again!

Zhang Lang roared and leaped from the crowd, crashing headfirst into the beam of the bar's back door. With a loud bang, he smashed a huge hole in the brick wall and chased after the crowd, stepping over their heads and shoulders!

The noise of Zhang Lang crashing through the wall caught the bald man's attention. He turned around and saw someone chasing him, so he immediately quickened his pace and fled into the back alley. But how could he possibly outrun Zhang Lang?

With his terrifying explosive power, Zhang Lang darted out in a few steps, kicked the guy seven or eight meters away, and he came to a stop with a bang, bending a lamppost before rolling into the thick snow!

"Cough cough!" The bald man vomited two mouthfuls of blood, which fell onto the snow-white ground and were particularly glaring under the flickering gas streetlights. This time, he must have really vomited blood!

Zhang Lang rushed over in three steps, reached out to grab the guy's head, but found it slippery without hair, so he simply used his fingertips to pinch a piece of scalp and lifted him up, causing the guy to cover his head and scream in pain.

"Speak! Which altar are you from, and what is your mission?"

The bald man was taken aback: "A reincarnated being?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Lang slapped him hard across the face, knocking out two of his teeth. "Speak!"

Just then, Zhang Lang felt a sharp pain in his back, accompanied by a soft "Huh?"

Zhang Lang turned around and saw a man wearing a hat with a shocked expression! This guy was holding a samurai sword, which was pressed against Zhang Lang's back, but he must have underestimated his opponent's physical strength, because the blow didn't even break the skin...

Zhang Lang reached out and grabbed the man, who hurriedly drew his knife and retreated, disappearing from sight!

"Invisibility?!"

Without a word, Zhang Lang grabbed the bald man and threw him in the direction where the man in the hat had disappeared! The man in the hat didn't expect this guy to react so quickly. Before he could dodge, he was exposed by his companion!

Zhang Lang rushed forward and swung his fist at the man in the hat. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the man in the hat pushed out his bald head. Zhang Lang punched the bald head and smashed it, splattering blood all over the ground.

The man in the hat didn't even look at it. He took the opportunity to leap onto the wall. He used some kind of secret technique, as if his feet were glued on, so he stood firmly on the vertical wall without falling down, and ran all the way to the roof!

Seeing this, Zhang Lang threw the corpse aside, pushed off with both legs, and jumped directly to the rooftop, which was more than ten meters high. He arrived in front of the man in the hat and blocked his way!

The man in the hat was startled and thrust the knife out with all his might, but Zhang Lang raised his hand and grabbed the blade! It was indeed a good knife, and the man in the hat's wrist strength had obviously been enhanced, but Zhang Lang's nearly sixty points of earth attribute, plus the additional enhancement of Hard Skin, how could ordinary attacks break through his defense?

He gripped the blade tightly with his left hand, swung his right fist, and with a crack, broke the blade in two!

With his weapon broken, the man in the hat completely panicked. He lifted his feet off the wall, intending to fall to the ground by gravity, but Zhang Lang grabbed him by the collar, lifted him like a chicken, and hoisted him onto the roof with one hand. He then slammed him against the corner of the wall with a loud crash, cracking the edge of the parapet wall and startling a sparrow into fluttering away...

Zhang Lang turned his gaze away from the sparrow and looked at the man in the hat. His hat had flown off, his clothes were torn, and he screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood. He probably had several broken ribs!

"He's dead, so you're the only one I can ask!"

Zhang Lang grabbed the man in the hat's beautiful blond hair:

"Tell me, which altar are you from, and what is your mission?"

"A Reincarnator?" This guy, like the bald man, looked surprised. "Since you're a Reincarnator and still dare to attack me, aren't you afraid...?"

"Stop talking nonsense!!" Zhang Lang slapped him hard across the face, making him crawl on the ground, teeth chattering. "Answer honestly!"

Under Zhang Lang's persistent questioning, the guy finally listed his tasks.

Using his ability to see the void, Zhang Lang saw the altar information that only reincarnators could see.

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