Myth News Forecast

Chapter 99 Counterattack

10 pm.

Du Wang left the bar first.

After his promotion today, Cheng Huo dragged him to a bar to celebrate, and Zheng Xiao came along too. The three of them had a few drinks at the bar.

Right now, Cheng Huo and Zheng Xiao are still at the bar playing drinking games with some girls they just met. Judging from their excited expressions, they probably won't be going home anytime soon.

Du Wang wasn't used to staying out overnight, so he told them before leaving the bar and riding his electric scooter home.

There weren't many cars on the road, and the gentle breeze made it feel very comfortable.

Du Wang turned at the fork in the road and entered a quiet alleyway located under a bridge in the city park. It was usually deserted and used specifically for parking.

However, just as his electric scooter reached the bridge, he suddenly heard the sound of a three-legged crow.

Wearing high heels and heavy makeup, Mo Xiang stood on the viewing platform of the circular bridge in the distance, arms crossed.

Beside her was the hooded girl who had previously collaborated with Du Wang.

"Why did you kill him?" The girl crouched on the railing five meters above the ground, her thin body swaying in the wind, as if she were about to fall at any moment.

Mo Xiang scoffed, "Chi Ma said he hindered the Chi Camp's mission. If you ask me, it's just that they were humiliated and got angry."

"What does this have to do with us?" the girl continued to ask.

Mo Xiang tossed his hair: "The Mo Camp operates in the shadows, while the Chi Camp operates in the light. This is an ironclad rule jointly established by the Chi Commander and the Mo Commander. Therefore, many issues that the Chi Camp cannot handle are handed over to us."

"Are we their killers?" the girl asked sharply.

Mo Xiang curled the corners of his mouth and said, "We specialize in handling high-difficulty missions. Like now, they can't kill this double-pupiled one, so let us do it."

"Are you going to help?" The girl turned her head; her bangs were long, covering her forehead and part of her eyes.

"We'll see. If Mo Bing can't kill him, it won't be too late for me to make my move."

The girl couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "They really picked a random name."

Mo Xiang glanced at her: "They are divided into five classes: A, B, C, D, and E. They are all among the top one hundred extraordinary individuals who are the hosts of their natal spirits."

"With double pupils ranked 148th, he should theoretically have no power to resist."

"However, he must have some hidden tricks up his sleeve to make the Red Camp suffer. If he tries to escape, you should intercept him."

The girl nodded silently in response.

Mo Bing was sitting in the shadows under the bridge, wearing a tattered hoodie and looking just like a homeless vagrant.

He held three human figures cut from newspaper in his hand, his eyes constantly fixed on the entrance under the bridge.

This was the best place he found to make his move after tracking his target for two days.

By attacking from here, he will gain three precious minutes and be able to leave calmly after the battle is over.

To be honest, he didn't think it would take more than 3 minutes.

As the 88th ranked superhuman, the gap between him and his target was obvious to the naked eye. As long as he made the first move, the target would have no power to resist at all.

The three previous assassination attempts all proved this point.

Even those superhumans ranked ahead of him couldn't withstand his sudden attack.

Mo Bing's lips curled up slightly as he rubbed the piece of paper in his hand.

Although his natal spirit is not good at dealing with demons and evil spirits, killing its own kind is a piece of cake.

I wonder how many blows this superhuman from the investigation department can withstand.

I hope to make him happy.

Thinking of this, he heard the sound of the electric scooter entering under the bridge.

"Here it comes—"

Mo Bing slightly tightened the piece of paper with his fingers and looked towards the entrance.

The target, completely unaware, was riding past at a steady speed on a small electric scooter.

Just as he was about to reach Mo Bing, he shouted, "Now!"

Mo Bing seized the opportunity, poked a hole in the paper doll-like figure with his hand, and muttered, "Freeze!"

The next second, the young man on the bicycle suddenly froze for no apparent reason.

The electric scooter lost control and flew sideways, making a loud screeching sound on the ground.

Immediately afterward, Mo Bing punctured the second paper doll-like piece: "Let's decide later!"

The young man, who had been struggling to get up from the ground, lost control of his body again and fell into a dazed state.

Mo Bing flung out a third human-shaped piece of paper, which grew larger in the air and stuck to the young man's body.

Then, a human-shaped paper-cut spirit appeared behind Mo Bing.

He grinned, pulled out a paper knife, and stabbed it into his neck.

"Die."

The young man rose like a puppet, mimicking Mo Bing's movements, raising his hand and grasping an imaginary air knife, slowly inserting it into his own neck.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Mo Bing nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the young man's throat had been pierced.

"You're lucky to have died by my blade."

"Yeah?"

A teasing voice suddenly rang in his ears, startling Mo Bing. He tried to back away, but someone grabbed the back of his head and slammed him hard to the ground!

"Bang!"

The opponent was incredibly strong; Mo Bing's head was bleeding profusely, his nose was smashed off, and he screamed in agony.

Without the slightest hesitation, Du Wang unleashed a raging crimson flame in his hand.

In an instant, Mo Bing felt his strength gradually being worn away, and even his vibrant spirit was withering away, as if time was relentlessly turning over and over him.

In just a few seconds, he felt himself facing a life-or-death situation.

No!

How could I possibly die here!

Mo Bing gritted his teeth, flipped his wrist, and pulled out another paper figure shaped like a human, which he then punctured.

In an instant, his figure burst into flames, as thin as a piece of paper, and burned to ashes in the firelight.

Mo Bing's figure appeared not far away.

Then a human-shaped paper-cut figure appeared behind Du Wang, trapping him tightly.

However, Mo Bing did not continue to kill, but instead fled at top speed.

He has failed in his assassination attempt and can no longer stay here. Otherwise, if he is targeted by the Investigation Department, he might be abandoned by the Mo Camp.

However, just as he jumped into the car, intending to escape, he discovered that the steering wheel had disappeared.

"What? Why?"

Just as he was confused, a sharp pain shot through his genitals and eyes at the same time!

"Ugh! Ah! Ah!"

He curled up his body forcefully and spun around on the ground twice in agony.

At this moment, Mo Bing realized that he was not sitting in the car, but still lying on the mat.

He had somehow fallen into a hallucination!

"Damn it—uh—"

The physical pain was so intense that it even caused his body to tremble.

Du Wang walked step by step to him, took out his pistol, and pulled the trigger.

"Smack."

Mo Bing's arms and legs were pierced, rendering him unable to resist or escape.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have captured the assassin. Send someone over quickly."

"Okay!" Wang Di's voice came through the earpiece.

In fact, just as he was about to enter under the bridge, the three-legged corpse crow suddenly appeared and reminded him.

He then realized that he was about to fall into an ambush, which is why he was able to prepare in advance and drag Mo Bing into the double illusion.

It's just a pity—

He walked over and picked up the electric scooter from the ground, looking at the scratches on it with a pained expression.

Suddenly, a black bullet came hurtling towards us from a distance at an extremely fast speed!

Du Wang heard the news first and instinctively pulled away quickly.

However, when the bullet hit the electric scooter, it suddenly burst into a violent flame.

"boom!"

The electric scooter exploded into pieces, and the heat wave from the explosion pushed Du Wang away.

Du Wang used one hand to brace himself against the ground and landed with a backflip. He looked solemnly at the dark figure at the entrance, knowing that the attack was not over yet.