Does having superpowers mean you can place yourself above life?
Chen Xiao felt waves of nausea rising in his chest.
He wasn't unfamiliar with dead people.
At the resort in Hundred Islands Lake, he had seen people die far more gruesome deaths… Compared to that, Rocky's methods of killing were considered "civilized." But the victims at Hundred Islands Lake, after all, died at the hands of monsters, unlike now:
One "human" indifferently and wantonly kills other "humans"!
"It seems... you're still a naive child." Rocky smiled faintly.
Chen Xiao was speechless.
Yes, these people are undeniably wicked, and in a way, Rocky's actions seem to be an attempt to cover for himself...
Officer Xu, standing nearby, remained silent. His face was stern, but his eyes were dark and brooding. Finally, he suddenly tugged at Chen Xiao's arm and pulled her away from the factory.
Inside the car, as soon as Chen Xiao got in, Ye Xiaonuo immediately leaned against him. The girl was still pale and terrified. As if she hadn't recovered from the shock, her limp body leaned helplessly against Chen Xiao's shoulder, her fingers gripping his arm tightly, so tightly that her fingertips dug deep into the muscles of his arm, her nails pricking him painfully.
Chen Xiao, however, seemed completely oblivious, his attention drawn to Rocky's actions outside the car. Rocky brought over an iron bucket and calmly poured some gasoline from the car's gas tank. Then, carrying the gasoline bucket, he slowly walked into the factory gate. From his car outside the gate, Chen Xiao could clearly see Rocky's every move!
He...so calmly, unhurriedly, even leisurely, slowly poured the gasoline onto various spots. His movements were meticulous, even when he was pouring the gasoline. Every spot was sprinkled very evenly! It was as if he felt completely at ease doing this.
After doing all this, Rocky slowly put down the gasoline can, then walked over, opened the car door, and got into the front passenger seat.
He didn't say anything, but simply took a pack of cigarettes from the dashboard in front of the driver's seat—it belonged to Officer Xu.
Rocky lit a cigarette for himself, took a leisurely puff, then turned his head, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and smiled faintly: "I rarely smoke."
Chen Xiao felt a little strange.
What did he mean by that? Did he mean that he only smokes when he's killing someone?
"Let's drive." Rocky had already turned his head.
Officer Xu started the car without saying a word, and the car quickly turned around in the courtyard.
Rocky slowly rolled down the car window, stretched his hand out, and flicked his finger. The cigarette butt, like a bright spark, flew out quickly, tracing an arc in the air before landing precisely on the puddle of gasoline closest to the factory entrance.
Soon, with a bang, the gasoline on the ground ignited, and flames immediately spread, then trailed along the gasoline trail...
The car sped out of the compound, and Chen Xiao turned around.
Behind me, there was a loud bang!
The raging flames engulfed the factory, billowing black smoke!
At that moment, Rocky, who was in the front row, suddenly sneered and said, "You don't need to thank me."
Chen Xiao snorted and said coldly, "I have no intention of thanking you."
The car quickly arrived in the city and first took Ye Xiaonuo back to the police station. The girl was frightened, and Officer Xu could only feel at ease at the police station. He called his family to let them know.
At the police station, Rocky got out of the car first.
“I know you probably don’t want to talk to me right now… but don’t forget what you promised me.” Rocky smiled slightly, turned and went into the police station.
"I... take you back to the hospital?" Officer Xu sighed.
"No... could you please take me back to the coffee shop?" Chen Xiao frowned. "You already know the address."
Neither of them said anything more on the way. The car stopped when it reached the unfinished street.
"Officer Xu... Is this how the Special Operations Team always operates?" Chen Xiao's tone was harsh.
"You mean someone like Rocky?" Officer Xu shook his head. "Of course not! Strictly speaking, someone like Rocky doesn't belong to the Special Operations Group. They belong to a new department, and their style of doing things... I haven't had any contact with them, but I've heard that the people in this department don't follow the rules."
He looked at Chen Xiao and said, "I'm sorry, I really don't want you to get involved with these people. I know very well that it's troublesome."
Chen Xiao smiled and said, "This is not your fault, and besides, you have already helped me a lot."
“I’m just a little worried… these people are not easy to deal with.” Officer Xu’s eyes were filled with deep concern.
"I've already seen it." Chen Xiao's voice was cold.
"Take care." Officer Xu patted Chen Xiao on the shoulder, then turned and drove away.
Chen Xiao walked on the unfinished street.
It was already evening. The abandoned street was deserted, and the electrically controlled streetlights had begun to turn on. However, due to poor maintenance, many of the streetlights were broken, and others were barely functioning, flickering weakly.
Chen Xiao was still wearing his hospital gown as he slowly walked to the entrance of the coffee shop…
The coffee shop was brightly lit, and from outside the window, you could see what was happening inside.
The two coffee tables in the middle were put together to serve as a mahjong table.
Beside the mahjong table, Lao Tian, Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and Xu Ershao were playing mahjong. Next to them was a fat man… a pitiful-looking fat man, wearing an apron and holding a teapot, seemingly playing the role of a servant.
Champagne sat next to Lao Tian, holding a small calculator and rapidly calculating something.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xiao pushed open the door and went inside.
Zhu Rong faced the door and saw Chen Xiao enter first, but she only glanced at him before lowering her head to continue arranging the cards, casually saying, "Hmm. You're back? Is everything alright?"
Chen Xiao smiled: "Didn't you say you'd do whatever you wanted, kill me or torture me?"
"Tch...we're not worried at all." Zhu Rong drew a card, a "One of a Kind." Probably not what she wanted, she slammed it on the table in anger: "Little bird!"