Chapter 466: Chapter 466 Wasteland (28)_1 Chapter 466: Chapter 466 Wasteland (28)_1 At the moment Fu Qian pulled the trigger, Felix’s reaction was quite complex.
Last time Fu Qian did the same thing, Felix had been startled by an empty shot followed by anger born of embarrassment.
But at this moment, he was desperately hoping that once again, there would be no bullet.
Unfortunately, with a bang, a rust-colored brilliance escaped from the barrel and solidly hit his abdomen.
Felix let out a scream instantly.
From the weapons just now, it was clear that he was built for agility, and his body was nowhere near resistant enough to withstand a special bullet.
And amid the severe pain in his abdomen, the memory of Fu Qian kicking him over echoed ceaselessly in Felix’s mind.
Even if he was weak, he was still an old-timer who could hold a class.
Even though he was reluctant to admit it, Felix deeply realized that the person before him was far beyond his ability to contend with.
In the bar, Tieer had been saving him… and it wasn’t just to let him save face…
The moment he realized this, Felix felt an overwhelming sense of regret flooding his heart.
What was most infuriating was that after a brush with death, he had actually gone ahead and sought trouble once more.
However, this feeling was quickly suppressed by Felix in the blink of an eye.
From their previous encounters, he didn’t believe that pleading would stir compassion in the man before him; it was better to be brazen.
“You’d better kill me today, or one day I’ll make you regret it,” he said.
The next moment, he steeled his heart and spat out a classic line with venom.
Even though he was prepared to die, when he spoke, he couldn’t help but furrow his brow.
But what responded to him wasn’t another bullet to the head.
Fu Qian’s gun spun elegantly in his hand and was then smoothly holstered back in the gun pouch.
“You—”
Felix, who had been prepared for death, suddenly struggled to contain his emotions as he staggered up from the ground.
And with this movement, he was surprised to find that the severe pain in his abdomen had already vanished.
He touched it with his hand and assured himself this wasn’t an illusion.
Inside the tear in his clothing, there really was no wound as he had imagined.
Ha ha ha!
Amidst laughter, Felix regained his courage, realizing that the person before him was simply bluffing.
Although the other was excessively powerful, due to some concern, he clearly didn’t dare to actually kill him.
It was just like a blank bullet before; he even purposely rotated the cylinder before firing, definitely intending to do so!
Once he realized this, the feeling of weakness that had consumed Felix instantly vanished, as if he had found the other’s Achilles’ heel.
“Very good!”
Felix patted the torn spot on his clothes, his tone full of bravado.
“Is there something troubling you?”
There was even a veiled threat in his words.
“Need help? I’m always tight-lipped and won’t easily blab about anything.”
“No need, I’m already waiting for an answer,” Fu Qian replied, simply shaking his head in the face of Felix’s adept shift in demeanor.
“Waiting for an answer?”
His words clearly puzzled Felix, who was about to warn Fu Qian not to play coy, when suddenly he felt a tugging sensation in his stomach.
Looking down in confusion, Felix quickly realized it wasn’t an illusion.
At the very spot where he had been shot, it felt as though something had been added inside his stomach, and it was expanding rapidly.
For a Transcendent who had extreme control over his body, this was certainly abnormal.
That bullet…
Felix’s heart sank as he thought of something.
It wasn’t a blank. On the contrary, it might be even more evil than a real bullet.
“What exactly is it?”
“As I said, I’m also waiting for the answer.”
Fu Qian nodded and after a moment, his face was full of smiles.
“You look very well, my fellow Taoist. Your vital energy is abundant; your Golden Core is promising!”
After saying that, Fu Qian paid no more attention to Felix and, satisfied, turned and walked away.
…
After hearing what Fu Qian had said, both fear and anger took hold of Felix’s heart.
Although he wished he could tear Fu Qian to pieces, the realization that the other was not just bluffing had already drained him of all courage due to the fear of death.
Not until Fu Qian’s figure disappeared around the corner did Felix dare to say another word.
Meanwhile, the thumping in his stomach became more intense, its frequency accelerating as if a heart was pulsating within.
…
Lesson two of Felix’s course, when the situation is chaotic, it’s best to stay at home.
After firing that shot, Fu Qian, who had murdered his mentor, didn’t go to the Ji Family’s territory to find people, but instead went straight back to his own place.
There are mainly two reasons for such a compliant behavior.
First and foremost, Fu Qian was not familiar with the wasteland.
Unlike the Siren Group, the Ji Family didn’t have those ostentatious landmark buildings.
Therefore, Fu Qian had no idea where the Ji Family’s territory was or where to find Ji Yicheng and cause trouble.
The second reason was that it wasn’t necessary.
Encountering Felix could be considered an unexpected pleasure.
And the reason for giving him a Fetus-Preserving Bullet was not that he had violated some death-seeking principle, but simply to shoot and alarm the snakes.
If he didn’t know where to find people, he could make the people come to him!
If the one whose head he had blown off was indeed Ji Yicheng, once he knew of Fu Qian’s return, Fu Qian firmly believed that the other party would not be able to sit still.
After all, from any angle, the act of saving two Demigods from the enemy faction was hardly in line with the Ji Family’s interests.
The person clearly had his own demands, and might have even deceived the Ji Family, all the more afraid of the incident being leaked.
So, what he had used just now was one of the three special bullets he had exchanged at Tieer’s meeting.
From the situation just now, after Felix was shot, the mutation had already begun.
And he, most likely, couldn’t handle it on his own and would definitely seek help.
By then, the news of his return would inevitably get out.
Next, he just had to wait for the other party to come to him.
As long as they were from the Ji Family, whoever came would be subjected to severe interrogation.
Moreover, this had a clever aspect, considering it was originally for the purpose of killing and silencing. When the other party came to cause trouble, they would likely have covered their tracks very clean. Even if they went missing, it would be difficult for any clues to point to Fu Qian.
The so-called mutual rush, nothing could be more apropos.
…
Indeed, the survival instinct of Brother Felix was very strong; he most likely sought help immediately.
Returning home, after washing up and changing into a new set of clothes, finally ridding himself of the swamp’s odors, Fu Qian prepared to enjoy his dinner.
However, as he picked up the food he had brought back, he found that it was already covered with mold.
Not only that, but in the next moment, amidst a creaking sound, the closet behind him unexpectedly lost balance and tipped towards him.
Fu Qian easily dodged it, then saw the toppled closet leaning against the wooden table below.
And from this angle, the two looked like a closed mouth, which had just tried to swallow him.