Chapter 1438 - 1438: Battle Restart

Gray Rat laughed in anger, pointing at Hui Yi and the others who were huddling together, and questioned, "Afraid or not, I ask just one thing.

Among the injuries these people have, is there even one caused by you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the woman and the elite members of the Devil's Concentration Camp turned ugly.

After a while, the woman sneered, "If it weren't for us risking ourselves to hold them back, would you, Gray Rat, dare to show your face?"

Gray Rat snorted coldly, "I only said you were foolish, I didn't deny the effect you had."

"You're so clever, hiding and not daring to show your face for ages, huh?" The woman seized the words "dare not show your face" and continuously mocked.

At this moment, Xiao Feng's sneer drew the attention of everyone in the courtyard.

Waiting for a moment of silence, he said, "You all are so carefree, figure out whose territory this is!"

With one sentence, he changed the complexion of all the Devil's Concentration Camp members except for Gray Rat.

Gray Rat sighed, "Now, do you realize how foolish you are?

Knowing I need your cover to act conveniently...

Knowing there's no backup and we're fighting on enemy territory...

Instead of thinking about quickly ending the fight, you're trying to laugh at me.

To put it bluntly, when the Demon Suppression Action Team's reinforcements arrive, I'm confident I can escape, are you?"

The woman's eyes ignited with anger, but it was quickly suppressed.

She said with a sullen face, "Don't make yourself sound so great, the priority now is to kill all these people!"

"Kill them all?" Xiao Feng interjected, "You have a lot of ideas, but they're all unrealistic delusions.

And that one there, Gray Rat, right?

You call your teammates stupid, but aren't you the same?

If I were you, I wouldn't waste effort on internal conflict, I'd quietly grab a couple of hostages, wouldn't that be better?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a slightly coquettish voice came from above, "Not so easy to come in."

Xiao Feng looked in the direction of the sound, seeing only a silhouette behind dark glass.

The exact features were unclear, but the voice was unmistakable, it was Du Linlang.

Retracting his gaze, Xiao Feng looked back at Gray Rat and the others, asking, "Think carefully, do we fight now or wait for the Demon Suppression Action Team's reinforcements and get wiped out.

Reply quickly, if we're not fighting now, I'll go cook another pot of dumplings."

Hui Yi and others still huddled together, hearing this, all had very complex expressions.

Clearly, a serious matter, how come when Xiao Feng speaks, it sounds like a joke?

However, Gray Rat and the others couldn't afford a joking attitude.

After a while, the woman next to Gray Rat solemnly said, "We'll go all out, you find a chance to strike!"

With that, she directly charged towards Hui Yi and the others.

The rest of the elite members immediately followed, and the battle, which had paused for a while, reignited!

For a moment, Hui Yi and the others inwardly lamented, highly suspicious of Xiao Feng's intentions.

Who warns their opponents?

But in fact, even if Xiao Feng hadn't spoken, this scene would still have happened, albeit not much later.

However, it made a huge difference whether Gray Rat said it or Xiao Feng did.

One fundamental point is, if Gray Rat "woke" his companions, it would invisibly raise his prestige, along with his verbal authority.

But coming out of Xiao Feng's mouth, this issue didn't exist.

Though it seemed like the woman and Gray Rat shared a common goal, in reality, they still didn't fully agree, lacking true unity.

"Let's go, continue catching the rat," Xiao Feng nodded towards Lu Yao.

The two rushed into the fray, constantly changing positions, helping Hui Yi and the others relieve pressure while staying ready to fend off Gray Rat's attacks.

"Sister Qingyue, should we send a couple of people over to help?" The little girl watched the melee not far away, her expression slightly grave.

Though on the surface, the little girl and Lu Lishuang seemed to thrive on chaos, they were essentially quite different.

Put simply, the girl's "good deeds" were limited to fighting scoundrels and teaching punks a lesson.

When it came to matters of life and death, she wasn't particularly keen.

Du Qingyue shook her head in refusal, "We can't leave, if we go, the safety of Sun the Miracle Doctor and old Zhao will become a problem.

Just focus on your own tasks, that's the main thing."

Everyone around nodded, their minds gradually settling.

Amid them, Sun Shijie held a porcelain bottle in his left hand and a Silver Needle in his right, ready to save lives at any moment.

Similarly protected, Zhao Guo'an's face showed a hint of embarrassment.

A grown man like him being protected by a group of women was a blow to his pride.

However, remembering his role as a doctor balanced his thoughts a lot.

Just like in war, frontline warriors who fight valiantly deserve admiration and respect.

But would the personnel delivering supplies and rescuing the wounded at the rear not be considered valuable?

So, it's just a difference in roles, no need to feel embarrassed.

After a while, an angry roar came from the woman instructor of the Devil's Concentration Camp: "Gray Rat, what are you waiting for?!"

She wasn't to blame for being so agitated, the pressure brought on by Xiao Feng was overwhelming.

In mere minutes, Xiao Feng single-handedly took down an elite anonymous team member.

If this continues, with the enemy's losses and our dwindling resources, completing the mission will be near impossible!

At this time, a cry of surprise came from the little girl: "Ah!"

She widened her eyes, filled with fright as Gray Rat, like a miraculous transformation, suddenly appeared before her.

Gray Rat sneered grimly, showing no sympathy, raising his hand to grab the little girl.

However...

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The urgent drumbeats, sounding like a Life-Ending Talisman, filled the entire Du Family courtyard.

Gray Rat's eyes narrowed as he looked at the drum tied to the waist of the girl in front of him. It felt like his skull had been pried open, a stick stirring his brain incessantly, the pain was unbearable!

Under this intense pain and dizziness, he staggered back several steps, almost falling to the ground.

While the little girl's small hands continued pounding on the drum, her mouth kept muttering something.

Enduring her pain, Du Qingyue moved closer to the little girl, and from within the drumbeats, she could finally make out what the little girl was muttering.

"For daring to sneak-attack!

For thinking I'm easy to bully!

Bash you, bash you, bash you..."

Beyond this, Du Qingyue couldn't hear clearly, only feeling the pain in her temples growing, coupled with an increasing sense of dizziness, making her thoughts turn muddled.