CHAPTER 342: CHAPTER 342: PLAYING DEAD

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

When Ji You resolved to covertly retreat, the nearby fight was closing in. She looked around and found the room empty, with nowhere to hide—the doors and windows had already been destroyed.

Brutal!

It seemed she had no choice but to fight back with all her might.

Ji You clenched her teeth, about to draw the wooden gun from her waist, when she suddenly caught sight of several corpses at her feet. Indeed, this room had 4 or 5 corpses, all smeared with blood, presenting a horrific scene.

Clang—

Someone’s body slammed into the wall, causing the old house to shudder.

Ji You, seized by a jolt of realization, fell to the ground, lying among the corpses. To make it convincing, she smeared herself with the blood from the corpses, creating a camouflage.

No sooner had Ji You disguised herself as a ’corpse’, than the wall of the room was forcefully pushed over.

Rumble, rumble—

Bricks fell with a thud, thud, and dust billowed everywhere. Ji You nearly choked but managed to hold her breath, thanks to her formidable self-control.

Tap—

Tap—

Someone with a submachine gun burst in, firing several shots ruthlessly at the pile of bricks.

"Cough—" The person hit could only let out a single cough before dying.

Then, another person with a submachine gun entered and asked, "Dead?"

"Mhm," the other replied.

With that, the person gestured, "Let’s go!"

After a brief exchange confirming the death of their opponent, the two men decided not to waste more time and prepared to leave the place. The two of them had taken out a group of eight, and although they were strong, they had inevitably made some noise. Conceivably, others hiding nearby had discovered their location.

Therefore, they had to leave quickly.

But—

As one of the men was about to step away, he suddenly hesitated.

His companion, seeing he hadn’t promptly followed, urged, "Hurry up."

The man turned and said with some confusion, "Do you remember how many we killed in this room before?"

His companion paused, "Hm?"

The man said, "I remember we only killed four."

The companion asked, "The count is off?"

After that, he looked down and saw the bodies tangled up together, a mess without proper arrangement. Indeed, only counting heads, they seemed to be five or six.

The man became somewhat perplexed, "Maybe I misremembered. Let’s go."

The companion nodded, "Yeah, let’s make it quick."

Just as the two raised their feet and were about to step away, they suddenly turned around, raised their guns together, and aimed at the pile of corpses, about to trigger a powerful barrage—

In that instant, Ji You sprang up and drew her gun in a flash.

Bang!

Bang!

In less than half a second, Ji You fired two shots in close range. With urgent timing and seemingly careless aim, it looked almost impossible to hit, yet surprisingly, one of them fell to the ground with a large hole in his forehead.

The other, too, crashed to the ground with a clang, having been shot in the shoulder. His response was incredibly fast; he immediately shifted his gun toward Ji You’s chest.

In this critical situation, sweat formed on Ji You’s forehead, but she still raised her hand and fired her last bullet.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The submachine gun fired continuously, Ji You barely dodged the bullets with the swiftness of life and death, and at the moment her opponent fired, her last bullet hit precisely on their forehead.

Clang——

The person fell to the ground, convulsed once, and then stopped moving.

Facing two opponents alone, Ji You did not immediately feel relieved by her substantial victory. The moment her opponent fell, she darted over and bent down to pick up a submachine gun, and at the same time, she kicked away the neighboring one——

The moment Ji You grabbed the submachine gun, she quickly aimed at the pile of corpses and squinted: "The one playing dead, get up, you’ve given yourself away."

Silence.

Ji You didn’t wait, she straight away pulled the trigger.

In a flash, the person hiding among the corpses jumped up, screaming: "Ahhhh... don’t kill me!"

That voice——

Ji You’s eyes darkened: It was indeed the weak chicken who had run away before.

Hugging his head and trembling, weak chicken stealthily lifted his eyelids, and when he saw that disheveled, blood-stained girl, his pupils shrank: [How could it be her? My life is over!]

Ji You blew on the gun’s muzzle and said lightly: "Weak chicken, you hid quite well."

Weak chicken, his eyes wide and mouth trembling: "Big... boss... I didn’t mean to run away just now, but someone attacked me from behind, so I had no choice but to run."

Ji You’s eyes narrowed: "If you didn’t run, you were on a dead-end street anyway, so running was the right choice."

"Wuwu... I just want to live, can you please let me go? I am begging you..." At this moment, weak chicken was showing complete panic in his voice and actions, but inwardly he did not want to die at all, so he was looking for an opportunity to slip away again.

Ji You coldly said: "Letting you go, impossible."

Hearing this tone, weak chicken immediately screamed: "You... you... you how can you be so cruel?"

"Cruel?"

Ji You aimed the gun at weak chicken again, smiling slightly: "To my enemies, if I don’t send bullets their way, should I deliver them warmth instead?"

Weak chicken: "..."

Weak chicken in a low voice: "Boss... should we talk someplace else, it’s not safe to stay here for long."

Saying so, his eyes glanced at the submachine gun Ji You had kicked away, wondering if he could speed up to his full capacity and grab the submachine gun in the instant this female devil pulled the trigger.

Ji You: "I advise you to give up on that thought. Can your burst of speed outmatch my gun? Or, do you think your Spiritual Interference could be completely silent and undetected again?"

That’s right.

The reason Ji You had not immediately slaughtered this weak chicken was because she found his Spiritual Interference quite peculiar, being able to be completely silent without detection, even by Ji You’s 100% clearance rate of six strands of stupidity.

So——

Ji You was truly curious.

After all, any attack, even Spiritual Interference, couldn’t possibly leave no trace. Every time Ji You performed Spiritual Interference, there would still be some fluctuations spreading around.

But this weak chicken?

Truly unexpected.

If she could learn this technique, it would be incredible.

When weak chicken heard Ji You mention Spiritual Interference, his pupils shrank slightly: "You actually noticed?"

"Impossible!"

"You actually noticed!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Weak chicken looked incredulous, as if struck beyond coherence.

Ji You: "..."

Such exaggerated acting.