Chapter 310: Jackey! The Little Girl and the Teddy Bear! Punishment!

Thud! The enormous body of the Sawblade Zombie King collapsed directly to the ground, blood gushing out from its neck, quickly soaking the area around it.

"This..." Timi and Tuwnken both gasped in surprise, their mouths wide open. To them, Luca was just a player slightly stronger than the average person, and they never expected him to be so powerful, slaying the Sawblade Zombie King with a single strike.

However, Luca didn’t even glance at the fallen Sawblade Zombie King. As he walked ahead, he said to the two of them, "Let’s go. I’ll take you out."

Upon hearing Luca’s words, Timi and Tuwnken quickly snapped back to reality. They hastened their steps to follow him. As they walked behind Luca, Tuwnken still couldn’t fully believe what had just happened.

Are the people from Morning Star this strong?

But when he looked at his own buddy, Chu Xuan, he was just a carefree guy...

How could he be from the same group as this Luca? They seemed like completely different people.

Meanwhile, Timi was staring at Luca’s back, a thoughtful expression in her eyes, though it wasn’t clear what she was thinking.

The three moved quickly. Soon, they had exited the neighborhood and reached the intersection where they had separated from Quagmire and the others. To Luca’s surprise, they were nowhere to be seen.

"Where did those guys go? They didn’t ditch us and run off, did they?" Tuwnken looked around, but there was no sign of Quagmire and the others.

Luca furrowed his brow. With a flick of his mind, his vast spiritual power enveloped an area several kilometers around them.

Soon, he detected the presence of Quagmire and Donlow about a kilometer away, at a gas station. What surprised Luca was that Quagmire and the others were currently engaged in a fight with another group.

"They’re at a gas station to the south. Looks like they’ve run into trouble. Let’s go check it out." Luca said to Tuwnken and Timi, then immediately started heading in that direction.

The sibling duo didn’t object and quickly followed him. However, they soon noticed something strange. Despite not being far behind Luca, they found it increasingly difficult to keep up with him. The distance between them continued to widen, and in the blink of an eye, they had fallen dozens of meters behind.

"This... is this a skill?" Tuwnken, being a player himself, immediately thought that Luca must have used some kind of skill. However, Timi, who was standing next to him, shook her head and said, "No, it’s a technique."

She was also a player, and perhaps because her physical condition wasn’t great since childhood, Timi had developed a keen sense for reading people.

She could easily perceive things that ordinary people couldn’t see or sense, so she quickly noticed that Luca didn’t have any trace of magical energy or vitality fluctuations. He was purely using a technique.

"A technique can achieve this level?" Tuwnken was genuinely astonished. This was the first time he’d seen a player’s movements so impressive that they seemed even more effective than a skill. If this were in the Eternal Game, Luca would definitely be considered a top expert.

What Tuwnken didn’t realize was that Luca wasn’t actually moving fast; he was intentionally slowing his pace to accommodate Timi’s physical condition. Otherwise, the two of them probably wouldn’t even be able to see his shadow.

The gas station where Quagmire and the others were located wasn’t far to begin with. Since all three were players, it didn’t take long before they reached their destination.

Outside the gas station, there were two groups of people standing in the open area. One group consisted of Quagmire, Donlow, and the others, while the other was a group of young men covered in blood, holding knives and guns.

At the forefront of the second group was a man with red-dyed hair, holding a handgun and pointing it directly at a young girl’s head. The girl looked no older than eleven or twelve, her face pale with fear, trembling all over. She was clutching a blood-stained teddy bear in her arms.

Quagmire, holding a long knife, said in a dark tone, "Let her go, and I can offer you a chance to live. Otherwise, all of you will end up like those back there."

The group of young men opposite them burst into laughter. The red-haired leader mocked, "Where do these country bumpkins come from, don’t even know who I, Jackey, am?"

"Now get lost, or I’ll give each of you a bullet!" he shouted.

One of his lackeys immediately chimed in, puffing his chest in arrogance, "That’s right! How dare you act so arrogant in Leaf City? Don’t you know the underground of Leaf City belongs to our boss? Even the mayor has to show him some respect!"

Jackey slapped the lackey’s head, growling, "This is the apocalypse, where’s there a mayor? Now, the whole of Leaf City is mine!"

"Ah, boss! I know I was wrong!" the lackey yelled, clutching his head. Then, he turned to glare at Quagmire and the others, "Listen up! Now, Leaf City belongs to our boss! You bunch of country folk better kneel and apologize to our boss right now!"

The red-haired man wore a smug smile on his face as he patted the little girl’s head, his voice dark and menacing. "Don’t expect these people to save you. Quickly, tell me where your father hid the stuff?"

The little girl’s face was as white as paper, her eyes filled with tears. She was too terrified to look at the vicious red-haired man, but she remained silent, her lips pressed tightly together. She only clutched the bloodstained teddy bear even tighter in her arms.

"A bunch of scum!" Seeing this, Quagmire, Donlow, and the others all looked grim. Melania’s eyes were cold as ice, and Fuzzsir looked like he hadn’t even woken up.

Earlier, he had been full of energy on the car ride, but now he seemed utterly drained.

The group exchanged glances, none of them daring to make a move. Their strength wasn’t enough to act faster than the enemy could pull the trigger.

Luca, standing by the roadside, couldn’t help but feel speechless. "Where do all these cannon fodders keep coming from?" He thought. "I ran into a bunch of idiots back in Celephais, but I didn’t expect there’d be more in Leaf City. The only difference is that these idiots have their hair dyed different colors."@@novelbin@@

Seeing that Quagmire and the others weren’t making a move, the red-haired man grew impatient. At first, he hadn’t wanted to cause trouble since they were wearing Morning Star uniforms, but now that this group of fools refused to leave, his temper flared.

Killing them wouldn’t really gain him anything, but it might provoke the authorities... As he was thinking, the red-haired man suddenly noticed Luca by the roadside. Seeing the calm gaze Luca directed at him, an unexplained rage rose in his chest.

Why does this look like he’s looking at trash?

"The kid by the road—what are you looking at? Do you think we’re not talking about you?" He glared at Luca, not waiting for anyone else to react. He raised his hand and fired a shot.

Bang! The loud gunshot startled everyone. No one, whether it was Quagmire and his group, the newly arrived Timi and Tuwnken, or even the red-haired man’s lackeys, expected him to suddenly open fire.

The huge gunshot echoed above their heads. The little girl in front of the red-haired man, terrified, clung to her teddy bear even tighter. Finally, she couldn’t hold it in anymore and began to wail.

"Shit, boss! We’re right next to a gas station!" One of the lackeys exclaimed, his face turning white as he almost rushed over to grab the red-haired man’s hand.

"A bunch of cowards. Do you really think I’m stupid enough to shoot at the gas station?" The red-haired man shot them a disdainful look.

But just then, he noticed that all his lackeys had their faces frozen in terror, staring at something behind him. A sense of impending danger immediately flooded his mind. He was about to turn around when—

Crack! A loud, clear sound of breaking bone rang in everyone’s ears. The red-haired man’s eyes went wide, his arm suddenly went limp, and his gun dropped with a loud clink right in front of the little girl.

The little girl shuddered. Just as she was about to look up, a pair of gentle, large hands gently pressed down on her.

Luca smiled and said, "Don’t look up. You might have nightmares."

For some inexplicable reason, holding her teddy bear, the little girl thought of her father, who was also such a gentle person. So, she obediently followed his advice and kept her head down, not daring to look up.

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At this moment, everyone else’s gaze fell squarely on Luca. They all wore expressions of disbelief.

There, right in the middle of Luca’s forehead, a two-finger-wide shard of ice crystal had appeared. The orange-yellow bullet tip was embedded in it.

"Monster... monster!" The lackey’s legs wobbled as he spoke, his voice trembling. What kind of monster is this? How could even a bullet not harm him?

The other lackeys were no better. They were all players themselves, but forget about guns—there was no way ordinary knives or axes could be completely ignored. This guy was on a whole different level.

"Luca, when did you get here?" Quagmire and the others finally noticed Luca and the two accompanying him.

Before, they had been so focused on the red-haired man that they hadn’t paid attention to their surroundings. Additionally, Luca’s ability to conceal his presence was something beyond the average person’s capabilities, so they hadn’t noticed him earlier.

"I just arrived. Not long ago," Luca casually replied, then looked at the group of thugs, who were now trembling and clearly starting to lose their nerve. "I’ll leave them to you."

With that, Luca gently picked up the little girl and quickly walked away from the dangerous spot, not staying for long. The little girl obediently leaned into his embrace, looking up at the big brother who had saved her. Her eyes were bright and glistening, full of innocence and cuteness.

"Don’t worry. We’ve got this." Quagmire’s face twisted into a grim smile as he spoke. He had been holding back a lot of anger, but now, he was finally able to let it all out.

"Heh, where’s all your arrogance now? Weren’t you so tough earlier?" He cracked his knuckles, grinning viciously as he strode toward the now fearful and hesitant thugs.

"Don’t come any closer!" One of the lackeys shouted, trying to put on a brave front, though his voice faltered as he began to back away behind the other thugs.

"Think you can run? Have you asked my fists?" Just then, a pair of delicate white hands suddenly landed on the lackey’s shoulder. He froze in place, turning his head stiffly. What he saw was a fist rapidly enlarging in his vision.