As Mil's figure rapidly shrank in the distance, he gritted his teeth, attempting to free himself from the electric net's entanglement. He had already prepared himself for sacrifice, ready to fight to the death.

However, before he could regain his mobility, Yu Lian pressed the muzzle of his gun against Mil's eye socket.

"Pfft!" The bullet burrowed into his brain, grazing his eye, without making much sound.

The next second, the Guardian's head exploded like a watermelon, red, white, and yellow splattering everywhere, yet not a single drop touched Yu Lian.

It wasn't that Yu Lian had some twisted sense of humor, wanting to make the opponent die so gruesomely. It was because the opponent was truly formidable, able to activate a steel body with just one ring, and Yu Lian genuinely couldn't quickly break through that copper skin and iron bones. Of his entire body, only his eyes were a weak point.

Yu Lian offered a half-hearted apology, then stepped over Mil's corpse and continued forward.

Vice Admiral Vincent ran with all his might, shouting for help, but in the noisy environment, his voice attracted no attention whatsoever. The residents on both sides had probably all gone to watch the fans' celebratory chorus on the main avenue.

It must be admitted that Vice Admiral Minqi Vincent, a man nearing sixty and having been imprisoned for eighteen years, still ran with astonishing speed, faster than most overweight recluses less than half his age. His physical fitness, his spirit, and his will to survive were enough for Yu Lian to give him a thumbs-up and exclaim, "Bravo!"

However, no matter how he ran, he remained within the realm of ordinary people and could not possibly shake off Yu Lian.

But Yu Lian wasn't prepared to waste any more time with him. While running, he raised the gun he had confiscated from the opponent—he was very glad it was a special espionage pistol of moderate power and almost no sound—aimed at the opponent's leg, and pulled the trigger.

"Help! Help!" Vice Admiral Vincent continued to yell desperately, but then, his leg was shot through.

The old man clutched his right leg, whose tibia had been broken, screaming as he cowered on the ground, inching towards the corner of the wall: "Please, please, I'll give you money! I'll give you money! Let me go, I don't know you, I really don't know you. This is money..."

He tremblingly pulled out his wallet from his overcoat, his face full of pleading and terror.

If an outsider saw this scene, it would be a textbook case of a street thug robbing and murdering a pitiful old gentleman.

And so, Yu Lian, acting as the "street thug," rushed towards the opponent emotionlessly, preparing to knock him out silently and take him away.

Then, at that very moment, an outsider truly arrived.

When Yu Lian was still a few steps away from Vice Admiral Vincent, he heard a "thump, thump, thump" of footsteps from the front. Looking up, he saw a figure dart out of another winding alleyway like a gust of wind.

It was a pretty girl, with ribbon-like black hair styled into a very classical and elegant Imperial butterfly bun at the back of her head, though she was wearing an Arsenal team jersey and carrying a limited edition team merchandise backpack.

She was flushed and reeked of alcohol. Although her steps were steady, her large eyes were a bit hazy, clearly indicating she had drunk quite a lot.

In short, apart from being very beautiful and having a classical, aristocratic hairstyle, she was a typical Arsenal fan, and her appearance here was naturally not surprising at all.

Yu Lian, however, began to get a headache... Wasn't this the same fan girl who had just been cursing the opposing team's fans, the team itself, and the referee at the stadium?

And, the future SSR!

This was too much of a coincidence! Yu Lian wanted to cover his face for a moment. Hmm, it shouldn't be just a coincidence. She probably also wanted to leave quickly, and she was a local of Mist Capital. So, choosing this path was quite reasonable!

So, it really wasn't a hallucination just now!

"What's happening? Who's calling for help...? Eh?" The girl's large eyes were a bit hazy. She looked at the poor, helpless old man lying on the ground, his leg still bleeding, wrapped in an overcoat and a fan scarf. Then she looked at Yu Lian, who was wearing a hood and mask, looking suspicious no matter how you looked at him, and also holding a gun. She immediately became enraged.

"Shameless! How dare you, how dare you, attack our fan! You must be an assassin sent by the Red Monkeys!" She stammered, her tongue thick.

What kind of logic is that? How much did you drink?

Also, I'm clearly wearing an Arsenal hoodie... Oh, wait, speaking of which, both Arsenal and the Red Monkeys' home jerseys are red. And looking at the clothes, the team emblem on the chest was just covered by bloodstains.

"Run! Run! Little girl, go call the police!" Old Vincent shouted loudly to the girl.

That old guy can really act!

The girl, of course, didn't leave. Instead, she directly pulled out a telescopic baton from her waist. With a flick and a pull, it extended to the length of a sword. Then she patted her cheeks with her other hand, stuck out her tongue, and her speech immediately became much clearer:

"We won! You bastards not only lost the game but also lost your character! Now, the entire Universe knows that you Red Monkeys are a bunch of XXX trash! So, you can only bully our lone old fans?" She narrowed her eyes, then shouted loudly: "I'm telling you, I just drank a dozen bottles of Fire Rock Wine, so I won't be gentle!"

That, that stuff is like over sixty degrees!

"Tell me, do you want to kneel and lick my XX now, or should I cripple you and then force your head to lick my XX?"

Yu Lian felt his auditory hallucinations were getting worse lately. This person definitely wasn't the one from his memory, definitely not!

"Little girl, run! He has a gun!" Vice Admiral Vincent continued to play the role of a pitiful, helpless, but conscientious and honest old man.

"Don't be afraid, old sir, I'll take you to the hospital after I take care of him! You keep holding your wound!" The girl yelled, stomped her foot, and launched herself forward like a cannonball.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Yu Lian opened fire, showing no mercy.

However, the opponent merely flicked the telescopic baton in her hand, tracing an elegant arc, and "crackled" all the bullets away.

Yu Lian wasn't surprised at all, but Vice Admiral Vincent next to him was stunned, almost forgetting to escape for a moment. However, he quickly realized that this girl was definitely a spiritual energy user, and much more powerful than his two bodyguards. He gritted his teeth, pulled out a syringe from his overcoat, and forcefully plunged it into his wound. The pain instantly vanished, and his mobility seemed to return.

He got up and ran towards the outside of the district again.

Still, the same saying applies: this was a very cautious and steady gentleman, carrying pain relievers (meow), stimulants, and even nano-syringes, which was quite reasonable, wasn't it?

"Robbery! Robbery! Someone's robbing! Help, save me!" He wailed and shouted loudly, rushing towards the district where songs were soaring, like a willow leaf drifting towards a giant wave.

He shouted very loudly, but still failed to attract anyone's attention.

Vice Admiral Vincent continued to struggle forward, his will to survive astonishingly strong.

At this moment, the confrontation between Yu Lian and the intruder began... Of course, he had no intention of fighting her at all. Just as the girl's telescopic baton was pointing at his throat, he suddenly shouted, "Hey! Gongsun Qing!"

The girl named Gongsun Qing's face turned pale. Her steps faltered, and she couldn't execute any sword stance. She stumbled back in a panic, even abandoning her telescopic baton, and covered her face with both hands: "I'm not! Don't talk nonsense! You've got the wrong person!"

Seizing this opportunity, Yu Lian suddenly pushed with both hands, forming a spiritual energy pulse into a fist, and still mercilessly, directly blasted it at the opponent's stomach.

The girl rolled her eyes, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground. Yu Lian seized the chance to dart Past her, feeling greatly relieved.

Fortunately, this SSR was still a half-finished product... and she must have drunk a lot while watching the game earlier. Otherwise, if they really fought, Yu Lian might not have been her match.

Yu Lian took a step forward and unleashed another spiritual energy pulse, this time striking Vice Admiral Vincent's leg wound. If he didn't need to keep him alive and not make him stupid, he would have blasted a pulse at the back of his head long ago.

Vice Admiral Vincent, whose will to survive was overflowing, finally lost his mobility and collapsed to the ground, trembling slightly as he stretched his hand towards the street at the end of the alley. There, crowds surged, there, noise boiled, there, blood splattered, there, flames soared, but there, too, was hope for life.

He finally fainted.

Yu Lian let out a sigh of relief, only then realizing he was also covered in sweat. He had used a string of various spiritual energies and body techniques just now, which was actually quite exhausting.

He took a deep breath and was about to walk towards Vice Admiral Vincent, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his foot. He was yanked by a pulling force, and his entire body was flipped over.

Yu Lian was a bit stunned, but by the time he reacted, the attacker was already straddling his chest, with a knee pressed against his neck.

Who else could it be but Gongsun Qing, who should have fainted?

"No, you absolutely cannot harm this poor old man!" The girl looked furious, with blood in her mouth. She must have bitten her tongue just before fainting, forcing herself to stay conscious.

Uh, what a fierce girl!

"You Red Monkeys, bullying our team is bad enough, but you dare to bully our old fans!"

You're the Red Monkeys! Your whole family are Red Monkeys! Yu Lian wanted to say that, but his neck was really uncomfortably constricted.

"I can't breathe..."

"Sh-shut up! You behave yourself, I, I'll call the police..." She still pressed her knee against Yu Lian's neck, while raising her wrist, preparing to open her personal terminal.

Bah! Giving face but not accepting it! Don't blame me for being impolite! Yu Lian tremblingly extended one hand, and from behind Gongsun Qing where she couldn't see, he pulled out a handmade taser, just about to shock her in the back.

But at that moment, an unidentified flying object flew from behind them, and with a "clang," it actually hit Gongsun Qing on the back of her head.

The girl could no longer bear such an impact. Her eyes rolled back, and without a word, she collapsed onto Yu Lian's chest, fainting on the spot.

Yu Lian was also startled. For a moment, he actually felt a renewed sense of indignation at having his kill stolen. Then, he reluctantly pushed Gongsun Qing away and, looking closely, found that her attacker was actually a thick, round trash can lid. He immediately mourned for Miss Gongsun, who had fainted, for half a second.

Then, he saw an optical ripple rise in the alleyway ahead, and a figure clad entirely in black appeared before him.

"Consider that me repaying your favor, little brother over there."

It was none other than Earl Black Moon who had arrived!