Those who reincarnate must die.

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Zhang Lang did have something to do. After leaving, he took a taxi and went straight to the train station.

He booked his train ticket a few days in advance, arrived on time, went through security, boarded the train, and after a journey of more than three hours, he arrived in Jincheng.

This is a small city not far from Yunzhou, with a population of just over 400,000. Last month, Zhang Lang didn't even know such a place existed.

Across from the station is a commercial street. Now, on weekend nights, both sides of the street are lined with vendors, resembling a bustling night market.

Zhang Lang walked into the night market, found a stall and bought a serving of tripe, which he then ate at a public table and chairs nearby.

"Hunter Brothers..." The man sitting opposite him muttered in a barely audible voice, which was caught by Zhang Lang's exceptional hearing.

"I knew you'd be alright... Although the bounty on the Reincarnator assassin has disappeared, and many people speculate that you perished along with hundreds of other wanted criminals, I knew you wouldn't die so easily!"

"Wang Defa..." Zhang Lang continued eating without making a sound.

"This is not my true form..." The person opposite continued moving without even glancing at Zhang Lang. To onlookers, they looked like two strangers who happened to be sitting together.

"It's alright..." Zhang Lang took a bite of the tripe. "Did you bring the food?"

The person opposite him casually tapped the paper bowl in their hand. Zhang Lang understood and poked deeper with his chopsticks. Sure enough, he found a card under the tripe and sesame sauce.

That's a memory card, and inside it is the Fire Enhancement: More Choice that Wang Defa had promised Zhang Lang.

"Thank you..." Zhang Lang said softly, then hesitated for a moment before asking, "May I ask why you hate bounty hunters so much?"

Wang Defa's stunt double was silent for a few seconds: "If it weren't for a certain bounty hunter who died at your hands, I might have become a hero three years ago."

"With my wife."

Zhang Lang was silent for a few seconds, then sighed, "I'm sorry... thank you again for your help." He then got up to leave.

Wang Defa's stunt double, aka "Hunter Brothers," called out to him, "Bloody Gloves is investigating you... I didn't come to see you in person because the risk of contacting you is too great!"

Zhang Lang frowned slightly: "I didn't leave any survivors."

"I believe..." Wang Defa's double continued, "But there are always those who use special abilities to escape missions or come back from the dead... As far as I know, two people from Blood Gloves escaped back, and Blood Gloves may be looking for you based on their descriptions."

"Even without these two people, don't underestimate the power of a large organization. If they want to, they'll always find a way to find you; it's just a matter of time."

Zhang Lang scoffed at this: "Bring it on! If you want to find me, I'm always here!"

"They're all wanted criminals..." Wang Defa warned, "They definitely won't use normal methods to deal with you. What's more, the strongest member of the Blood Gloves, the Shen Clan's biggest wanted criminal, Luo Wei, is in Dongxie. He might personally take action against you... In short, you must be careful in everything before you become a hero."

"Will everything be alright if I become a hero?"

"Luo Wei had an agreement with the other heroes that he could not attack the Shen Clan's heroes in the real world, otherwise he would be attacked by the others."

"I understand... thank you."

.........

After breaking up with Wang Defa's stand-in, Zhang Lang did not immediately take a car back to Yunzhou. Instead, he wandered around Jincheng for a while and finally checked into a hotel.

This was also to protect Wang Defa. If Blood Gloves was truly watching him, he would make as many contacts as possible to confuse the enemy about his true purpose for this trip.

After spending a day in Jincheng, Zhang Lang boarded the train back to Yunzhou the following afternoon.

The high-speed train travels fast and smoothly, and the scenery along the way rushes past. After watching it for a while, one can't help but feel drowsy.

"It's so much faster than the trains in my hometown..." Zhang Lang's thoughts drifted back to that lost world. A nostalgic expression appeared on Zhang Lang's face. As he saw a dark tunnel appear in front of the train, he couldn't help but think of his childhood experiences.

"I remember when we were little, I used to lie to Xiaoya, saying that when we went through a tunnel, it was because a train had been swallowed by a mountain. Every time we went through a tunnel, she would cover her ears, close her eyes, and tremble all over in fear..."

With a whooshing sound, the interior of the car went dark.

But Zhang Lang's smile froze on his face.

too dark!

Why is it so dark?

Just after the train entered the tunnel, Zhang Lang realized he couldn't see anything at all!

This is not right. Not to mention that there are lights installed in the tunnels now, even if there weren't, it would be impossible for Zhang Lang's senses to be suddenly plunged into complete darkness!

Unless, suddenly, the light in the carriage goes out, and without any light, there is naturally no vision.

But is that possible? Could a mere tunnel really prevent even a sliver of light from getting in?

Moreover, Zhang Lang clearly felt that after entering the darkness, the carriage began to slow down and soon came to a stop...

All these strange circumstances led him to only one possibility:

Reincarnated Ones!

Zhang Lang heard a barely perceptible strange sound and immediately activated his piercing eyes.

This ability allows the eyes to emit light on their own and to see through the darkness.

As soon as his vision returned, he saw a ghostly figure, masked, moving at high speed towards him like a phantom, arriving in front of him in the blink of an eye!

Zhang Lang raised his hand and struck, but the ghostly figure was completely unaffected by the chop, and the ghostly figure shattered.

"An illusion? Or a magical attack? To openly attack me on a train? Aren't you afraid of being seen by ordinary people... Where are you?"

Zhang Lang looked at the seats on both sides; they were completely empty, with not a single passenger remaining.

The entire train carriage was plunged into darkness, leaving him all alone.

Were all the passengers transferred away? Or was the entire train moved into a special space?

Zhang Lang first ruled out the possibility that he was under an illusion, but the fact that such a large-scale event could be staged without an illusion could only mean that the enemy was more powerful!

Blood Gloves!

Just as Wang Defa said, the Blood Gloves really did come knocking!

Because of his previous hard-fought battle with Quinn, Zhang Lang had a very high opinion of Blood Gloves. He thought that even novice heroes in the last thirty-six matches could fight him, so what about the veteran Blood Gloves players? What about Luo Wei, whom Wang Defa called the number one bounty hunter of the Shen Clan?

Zhang Lang did not let his guard down. He slowly circulated his internal energy, preparing for battle.

At that moment, the doors at the front and back of the carriage opened together, and a man and a woman walked in.

These two were dressed similarly to the previous ghostly figures, and both were masked; the only difference was their physiques.

The two men brandished their weapons as soon as they appeared; the man wielded a Gatling gun, while the woman carried a pair of plasma lightsabers.

"Rat-a-tat-tat..." Gunshots rang out, the Gatling gun's firepower was fierce, bullets flew towards Zhang Lang, and the seats along the way were all smashed to pieces.

With a flick of his right hand, Zhang Lang created countless afterimages, catching the bullets and tossing them back. In an instant, as if shotguns were firing, hundreds of bullets riddled the machine gunner with holes, causing him to collapse to the ground and vanish into a mist of light, leaving only a massive machine gun swaying on the ground.

At this moment, the woman behind him had already closed to within five meters.

Zhang Lang remained calm, turned around, and waved his hand, firing the few bullets he had left at the woman.

Just then, the woman's figure flashed and instantly moved in front of Zhang Lang. The lightsaber in her hand pierced Zhang Lang's neck, but the plasma blade could not hurt him at all. It was also dissipated by Zhang Lang raising his hand and slapping it, leaving only the powerless hilt lying on the ground.

No sooner had these two men been eliminated than more masked men appeared from both sides of the carriage, armed with various weapons, and charged toward Zhang Lang.

"This is never going to end..." Zhang Lang frowned, jumped to the side, crashed through the carriage, and plunged into the darkness.