132: Chapter 132 Holy crap! They're even using guns?!

Bang.

The moment he hit the ground, a cloud of dust kicked up.

A-Fei's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground. But he didn't dare delay, quickly crawling out from the pile of debris to try and open the door.

Just as his hand touched the doorknob.

Click.

The lock turned. The door was pushed open from the outside.

A-Fei froze in place, his eyes wide open.

Standing at the doorway was a shirtless man with a gold chain around his neck, holding a freshly lit cigarette.

Their eyes met.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

The man was also stunned, clearly not expecting someone to pop out of the storage room.

He looked at the dusty A-Fei, then looked at the phone A-Fei was holding up, which was currently livestreaming.

The next second, the man's expression turned ferocious. He spat out his cigarette and reached behind his waist, pulling out a folding knife.

"Damn! There he is!"

The man roared and lunged over with the knife.

At such close range, there was no way to run in time!

A-Fei closed his eyes in despair, instinctively holding his phone in front of him as if that thing could block a knife.

The audience in the livestream was wailing.

"It's over!"

"Is this what they call finding love around the corner?"

"We're done for, we're done for, there's really no saving him this time!"

At this critical moment, Su Yun's voice exploded like a thunderclap.

"Don't close your eyes! Lower your head!"

"There's a red fire extinguisher by your left foot!"

"Pick it up! Pull the pin! Spray him in the face!"

This series of instructions felt like it was directly input into A-Fei's brain.

Survival instinct caused A-Fei to erupt with unprecedented reaction speed.

He ducked his head suddenly and really did see the dust-covered dry powder fire extinguisher by his feet.

Grab it!

Pull the pin!

In this life-or-death moment, A-Fei didn't even feel the weight of the fire extinguisher; his movements were as fast as if he had practiced.

Just as the folding knife was about to stab into his chest.

Pfft!!!

A torrent of white powder, carrying immense pressure, sprayed fiercely onto the man's face.

"Ah!!!"

The man let out a shrill scream.

The dry powder sprayed directly into his eyes, nose, and mouth.

The feeling of suffocation and the sharp pain caused him to lose his combat ability instantly.

Covering his face, the knife in his hand clattered to the ground. He rolled on the floor in agony, coughing violently.

White powder filled the entire storage room, obscuring the livestream screen.

"Don't just stand there! Take the chance!"

"Rush out! Run to the right! Run to the end and that's the main gate!"

Su Yun's voice sounded again.

A-Fei smashed the fire extinguisher in his hand hard against the man, then rushed out of the storage room without looking back.

The corridor was empty. The few people who had been chasing him were still searching at the other end.

"Help! Murder!"

A-Fei ran while shouting. This time, he saw the large iron door at the end of the corridor, and the moonlight shining in from outside.

That was the hope of survival!

He sprinted with all his might, his lungs feeling like they were about to burst.

Messy footsteps and angry curses came from behind; apparently, the accomplices had heard the commotion and were chasing after him.

But A-Fei couldn't care about that anymore.

Closer!

Even closer!

He slammed into the ajar iron door, stumbling out into the night.

The cold night breeze blew on his face; A-Fei had never felt the air taste so sweet.

"Master Su! I made it out! I made it out!"

A-Fei shouted crazily at his phone, his tears streaming down uncontrollably.

He gasped for air, his lungs burning as if they had been scorched by fire.

But he didn't dare stop.

The gravel road beneath his feet hurt his soles, but he couldn't care about that either.

The eerie mental hospital building was already left dozens of meters behind him.

The moonlight spilled into the abandoned courtyard, appearing exceptionally desolate.

"I survived, I f***ing survived..."

A-Fei muttered incoherently while running, his face smeared with tears and snot.

The comments in the livestream were scrolling frantically.

"Awesome! He actually managed to run out!"

"A-Fei's maneuver this time is legendary!"

"It's all thanks to Master Su, he's practically a second parent!"

"Run, run, don't look back!"

A-Fei looked at the dense comments on his phone screen, feeling slightly more settled.

As long as he ran out of the courtyard gate, he would be completely safe.

The large iron gate was fifty meters ahead; the rusty bars looked like the fangs of some monster in the moonlight.

But in A-Fei's eyes, that was the gate to heaven.

He wiped the cold sweat off his face and pushed harder with his feet.

Just then.

Su Yun's cold voice came from the phone again, more urgent than any time before.

"Don't run in a straight line!"

"Roll to the left!"

"Quick!"

These three words were practically roared out.

A-Fei's brain hadn't reacted yet, but his body had already formed a conditioned reflex.

He had ten-thousand-percent trust in Su Yun right now.

If he hadn't listened to Su Yun earlier, he would have long been split in two by that fire axe, or stabbed through the heart by that folding knife.

So, at the very instant he heard the word "roll".

A-Fei didn't even think; his legs went weak, and he threw himself into the grass on the left like a sweet potato.

The movement was extremely pathetic; he even rolled twice on the ground, getting a mouthful of mud.

Just less than half a second after his body left its original position.

Bang!

A loud noise broke the silence of the night.

This sound was much louder than the fire extinguisher from before; it was practically like setting off a firecracker right next to his ear.

Immediately after.

The ground where A-Fei had just run over exploded violently.

A large clump of mud and gravel splashed up, hitting A-Fei's face and stinging.

It was a dirt crater.

It was a full bowl-mouth wide.

If this had hit a person...

A-Fei lay in the grass, watching the smoking crater, his whole body going numb.

The bit that had just dried in his crotch was now completely soaked.

It's a gun!

And it's that kind of large-caliber homemade firearm!

The audience in the livestream also saw this scene; the comments froze for a second, then completely exploded.

"What the f***! A gun?!"

"This is a damn homemade shotgun! The power of this would leave a hole right in you if it hit!"

"Too ruthless, they really want to silence him!"

"Master Su is godlike! He could predict this too?"

Su Yun sat in front of the screen, his eyes as cold as ice.

On the system map in front of him, the red dot representing the drug lord leader was located at a window on the second floor.

A long, tubular object held in his hand was glowing red.

"The leftmost window on the second floor."

Su Yun spoke into the microphone, his tone grim, "That's their leader, he has a homemade shotgun."

"Stay down and don't move, don't lift your head."

A-Fei buried his face in the dirt, trembling all over, not even daring to breathe.