The piercing screams echoed through the carriage.

Leopard stared at his broken hand, his face turning deathly pale, then a flicker of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Leopard! How are you?!"

Seeing Leopard Brother's pained expression, his other companions quickly gathered around him.

Leopard trembled, but seeing his companions around him, he seemed to regain his confidence, mustered his strength, and let out a heart-wrenching roar.

"Damn it, grab your weapons! Kill these two bastards!"

"How dare you injure my hand! I'm not finished with you!"

Upon hearing those words, the short-haired woman's switchblade sprang back out.

The other two men also pulled out short sticks and brass knuckles from their waists, spreading them out in a fan shape, trapping Xia Xiaoqin and Lu Yang in the narrow aisle between the seats and the car door.

Their movements were skillful, clearly indicating that this was not their first time hunting together.

Xia Xiaoqin, who was unarmed, subconsciously gripped Lu Yang's clothes tightly.

He knew Lu Yang's strength; he had never lost a fight since he was a child in the orphanage.

When the children, who were several years older than them, surrounded them and tried to snatch their things, Lu Yang could take down three or four of them by himself.

Because Lu Yang always aimed to kill in every fight, he was fast and ruthless, so naturally the others didn't dare to fight him.

But things are different now. The other side are veteran players who have been through several dungeons. They have weapons and outnumber the other side, while they have just escaped death and are not in their best physical condition.

She didn't want to lose him again.

"Lu Yang." Xia Xiaoqin tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Let's run."

Lu Yang turned his head slightly to look at her.

In an instant, the lights on the subway ceiling suddenly began to flicker violently, the pale light flashing on and off intermittently, cutting the entire carriage into fragmented pieces.

"it is good."

Lu Yang's lips curled up in a smile.

The next second, he grabbed Xia Xiaoqin's hand, turned around and ran.

Xia Xiaoqin ran extremely fast; during the year she lost her sight, she had already learned how to run in the dark.

But Lu Yang's long legs could take two or three steps in one stride, so she couldn't keep up with him at all when he ran.

But the man seemed to have anticipated this, and quickly adjusted his pace, making sure each step was just within her reach, leading her forward.

"Lu Yang..."

At this moment, holding Lu Yang's large hand tightly, a strange sense of security welled up in Xia Xiaoqin's heart.

Even though they were on the run, for some reason, the moment Xia Xiaoqin took the man's hand, she suddenly felt like she was fearless.

Lu Yang smiled too.

In a world of stark black and white, his smile carried a rare hint of lightness and gentleness.

It's as if at this moment, they are about to leave the whole world behind.

"Damn it, hurry and chase them!"

Leopard, clutching his severed hand, roared furiously from behind.

His companions immediately caught up, their heavy footsteps echoing through the carriage.

The other players in the carriage looked up, staring in astonishment at the scene.

A tall man was leading a slender girl as they ran through a swaying subway car, pursued by four or five veteran gamers armed with weapons. The flashing lights seemed to project their figures into fragmented frames of a movie.

Amidst the chaos, a young man slightly raised his head from the window seat in the middle of the carriage.

The young man wore a baseball cap pulled low, revealing only a section of his well-defined jawline. He held a long sword in his arms, the scabbard wrapped with old strips of cloth.

Just then, a graceful figure flashed before his eyes.

It only lasted a moment.

The eyes beneath the baseball cap suddenly widened, and the pupils contracted sharply.

"A small quilt?"

The young man turned his head sharply and looked in the direction where the shadow had disappeared—Xia Xiaoqin had already been led by Lu Yang into the carriage further ahead, her slender figure growing farther and farther away in the flashing lights.

The young man suddenly stood up.

But the carriage was already in chaos, with a surging crowd, and he was blocked by the crowd.

"Lu Yang, there's no road ahead!"

Once they reached carriage number one, there was nowhere to retreat.

Xia Xiaoqin and Lu Yang stopped at the front of the car, with the driver's side door tightly closed behind them and Leopard Brother and his accomplices approaching step by step in front of them.

The short-haired woman saw this, twirling her switchblade, a smug smirk playing on her lips.

"Run! Why did you stop?" She tilted her head. "A newbie is a newbie. Running in the subway is a sure way to die, isn't it?"

As she spoke, she took a few steps closer to Xia Xiaoqin.

Xia Xiaoqin instinctively stepped back.

Lu Yang narrowed his eyes, casually and lazily turning to the side to protect the girl behind him.

In an instant, the subway's stark white lights began to flash even faster.

Each flicker, like a frame rate, separates the world into light and darkness.

But at that moment, Brother Leopard excitedly pushed his companion aside and pointed at Lu Yang with his uninjured finger.

"Damn it, weren't you being arrogant just now?"

"I thought you were really something, managing to break my hand, but it turns out you're all just average! Damn it, I'm definitely going to chop off your hands and throw you off the subway as an apology!"

As he spoke, Brother Leopard roared and took the brass knuckles handed to him by his underling.

But at that moment, a long sword that was not drawn broke open and stabbed from the side, resting against Leopard Brother's neck.

"Who?!"

Leopard Brother turned his head in a rage.

Then he froze.

The first thing that caught his eye was a long sword with its scabbard wrapped in cloth strips, followed by a black baseball cap with the brim pulled low, revealing only half of his face.

But Brother Leopard recognized that half of the face.

In that instant, all the rage and arrogance on Leopard's face vanished, replaced by raw fear.

His lips began to tremble, he no longer felt pain in his severed hand, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to kneel on the ground.

"Shen...Shen Yan?" His voice trembled. "I...I didn't do anything to you!"

The man called Shen Yan did not speak.

Beneath his baseball cap, his eyes were icy cold, his hand holding the knife remained motionless, and he didn't even glance at Brother Leopard.

But when his gaze passed over the flashing blade and landed on Xia Xiaoqin, his eyes immediately sharpened.

Xia Xiaoqin stood behind Lu Yang, only half of her pale face showing.

The girl's newly sighted eyes stared warily at the man who had suddenly appeared, and she gripped Lu Yang's arm tightly.

"..."

Shen Yan looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, but in the end he said nothing.

The atmosphere suddenly became incredibly tense.

But Leopard quickly realized what was happening and slapped himself hard with his uninjured hand, forcing a fawning smile onto his face, which was contorted with pain.

"Brother! Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong. I don't know what I did to offend you, but please forgive me! This dungeon has only just begun; we don't need to kill each other!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Xiaoqin couldn't help but sneer.

This Leopard guy knows how to talk. He didn't even blink when he kicked that bespectacled guy out of the car, but now that it's his turn, he's telling everyone not to kill each other.

"What, your life is precious, but other people's lives aren't?"

Xia Xiaoqin looked at him coldly.

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