Capítulo 1844: Chapter 814: Lin Team, Request to Join!

Bang!

The sound of gunfire echoed through the subway car.

No one screamed; the passengers seemed accustomed to such scenes, each experienced enough to sprint away.

Not a single glance back.

Because that glance might cost them their precious escape time.

“Myungjin!”

Lin Baici teleported and appeared in front of the Goryeo girl.

In fact, he could have teleported to the clown’s side. If everyone here was an ally, Lin Baici would have done so, but with Pan Junjie and others around, Lin Baici didn’t want to block bullets.

We just encountered this clown; who knows how strong it really is?

Moreover, Lin Baici had another concern: Su Tie was killed, most likely because he lost the ticket. So, if he didn’t lose his, would he be safe?

When Lin Baici teleported into position, the Steel Body was activated, just in case, while his left hand’s index and middle fingers held the ticket, showing it to the clown.

The clown, holding a silver revolver, aimed at Kim Myungjin. But upon seeing her holding the ticket it issued, it shifted its aim to a ticketless, empty-handed man.

Bang! Bang!

The clown kept firing while walking towards him.

Gunfire echoed continuously!

Clearly a revolver, yet it kept firing nonstop, as if it had infinite bullets.

Some clever ones among the group recognized that the ticket was the key to whether one would be attacked by the clown. They immediately lunged toward the seat, trying to grab the ticket Pan Junjie had dropped.

Lin Baici pulled Kim Myungjin, retreating towards the neighboring car, furrowing his brows tightly.

This contamination is utterly ridiculous!

Although he was accustomed to the unfathomable rule pollution, witnessing someone alive one second suddenly shot dead the next was hard to accept.

It’s just too humble a way to die.

“Haha, what a lunatic gunman!”

San Miyairi felt no discomfort.

This is rule pollution!

This is the terrifying world of God’s ruins!

What we want is this thrill!

Shot to death?

Just means your fate was doomed.

Su Tie losing the ticket issued by the clown triggered rule pollution and deservedly died. Compared to him, those walking suddenly getting hit by a car gone mad were truly unfortunate disasters.

“So unlucky!”

Li Yintong glanced at the corpse, licked the butterfly knife, and held the ticket, examining it seriously.

“This shows the opening time of the talk show. Should we go watch?”

The location is Queens District, Virtue Club.

“If we go, will we walk into a trap?”

Hua Yue Yu worried.

“But if we don’t go, will we be hunted down by this clown? Moreover, it might not be just one, possibly a group?”

Gu Qingqiu spoke calmly, startling everyone.

The clown’s hunt continued!

“I have a ticket!”

“I have a ticket!”

“Stop damn chasing me!”

The God Hunters who managed to get a ticket found it useless; in the clown’s eyes, they were just annoying fools who abandoned the ticket…

Ignoring their efforts!

Deserved to die!

“God Lin, help?”

A man with a wedding ring on his left index finger pleaded.

“Are you three-year-olds?”

Li Yintong scoffed: “Never enough, huh?”

Lin Baici didn’t pay attention, silently observing the clown’s fighting style.

Several God Hunters could defeat the clown, yet they all had selfish motives, each hoping for someone else to hold off the clown, saving energy for themselves.

Ten minutes later, the clown was dead, its tattered corpse lying in the car.

Li Yintong cheerfully ran in and picked up the revolver lying on the ground.

“Hey, that’s our loot!”

“You didn’t fight the clown, why are you taking it?”

“Little Tai Mei, are you trying to keep it?”

Everyone looked at Li Yintong with a somewhat unfriendly gaze.

We killed the clown; its belongings should be distributed among us!

“Are you saying Brother Lin doesn’t deserve it?”

Li Yintong chuckled, picking the revolver with her right index finger, offering it to them: “Come take it!”

“…”

They exchanged glances, not daring to move.

Although by God Hunter’s circle rules, only those who contributed have the right to share the loot, Lin Baici was too strong, and he also had a team. If a fight started, they’d be doomed.

“Why are you silent?”

Li Yintong blinked, feigning confusion: “Come take it!”

What a bunch of clueless people; only Lin Baici talks sense. If it were a slave master, not only would the loot be swallowed whole, but you’d all end up enslaved.

No one accepted the challenge, avoiding Tai Mei’s gaze.

“Humph!”

Li Yintong returned, handing the revolver to Lin Baici.

“Is this a Taboo?”

Hua Yue Yu curiously asked: “Holding it won’t turn you into a clown, right?”

[Just an ordinary revolver, only powerful in the clown’s hands, there’s a high risk of it backfiring when used by someone else!]

Lin Baici listened to Eater God’s assessment, took the revolver from Li Yintong, and without looking, tossed it back: “You guys share it!”

“God Lin is generous!”

“This is the Nine Provinces Dragon Wing’s demeanor!”

“Cheers to God Lin!”

Everyone cheered and applauded, praising Lin Baici.

Truthfully, at this moment, everyone admired Lin Baici, at least they’d never be so generous themselves.

This was a Taboo, particularly rare as a firearm. Even if unused, selling it could fetch quite a few Meteorite Coins.

“Get off at the next stop!”

Lin Baici found an empty seat and sat down.

Pan Junjie wanted the revolver, but grabbing it openly would hurt his image, best to wait until no one was around and take it then!