Chapter 760: 斩车

Train tracks and a highway. A train and a red sports car sped side by side through the desolate wilderness! The dim night seemed to be pierced by these two streaks of light. The roar of the train and the car echoed through the sky, and in the passenger seat of the red sports car, Yang Xiao slowly extended his hand, making a gesture with his fingers in the air towards the train, dozens of meters away...

He seemed to grasp something, and in his eyes, a silent aurora flickered!

CLANG—!!

A tremendous crash erupted from beneath the train, and everyone inside the carriages felt a jolt beneath their feet. Immediately after, dazzling sparks began to erupt between the tracks and the train. Screws detached from the train's surface, and malfunction warnings blared from the driver's cabin. The high-speed train, previously racing along, began to decelerate uncontrollably!

As the train slowed, the sports car gradually overtook it. Chen Ling casually unbuckled his seatbelt, rolled down the window, and howling winds rushed into the car's interior!

"The car's yours," Chen Ling said.

"Are you going alone? Do you need my help?"

"No need. It's just one Tier 4 and two Tier 3s..." Chen Ling paused, glancing down at his palm. "Besides... I also want to take this opportunity to try something new."

"Alright, stay safe."

As Yang Xiao finished speaking, Chen Ling leaped from the car window.

His brown overcoat flapped in the wind as he moved through the air, covering dozens of meters of desolate land in the blink of an eye before landing steadily in the center of the train tracks.

"Director Chen?!" Lu Xun's eyes widened in astonishment as he saw the person.

"Is that the 'Black Hand' who jumped from the building? He actually tracked us down?" The woman in the hoodie recalled the previous scene the moment she saw the brown overcoat and spoke in a low voice.

"It's him?!" The photographer's face immediately darkened.

Meanwhile, the spark-spitting train roared forward, its dazzling headlights like a brilliant sun rapidly growing larger in Chen Ling's pupils. The hem of his brown overcoat gently brushed in the light, and tendrils of electric current began to snake along the train tracks beneath Chen Ling.

CRACKLE—

Chen Ling's palm gently touched the rail.

"Reshape," he spoke calmly.

The next moment, a sharp boning knife was pulled from the tracks. Arcs of electricity illuminated a corner of his face, and in an instant, the roaring train's locomotive crashed towards Chen Ling's face like a cannonball! A cold glint flashed in Chen Ling's eyes, and amidst the flying sparks, the boning knife in his hand slashed out abruptly!

BOOM—!!!

An earth-shattering explosion resounded. Electric arcs covered the train's front, split apart by the cold gleam of the boning knife. Everyone inside the carriage felt an earthquake-like tremor, and almost all the armed men were caught off guard, shaking and falling to the ground. Only the three 'Black Hands' remained standing, their expressions grim. Their gazes were fixed on the front of the train.

Thick smoke billowed upwards, but the train didn't stop. A fierce gust of wind surged into the carriage from the front, and a figure in an overcoat, holding a knife, slowly emerged from the swirling dust. Behind him, the train's locomotive and even the entire driver's cabin had been cleaved open with a grotesque gash. Sparks continually erupted from the control panel, and the flickering lights and shadows cast the figure's silhouette like a demon.

"Big talk," Chen Ling said calmly, his gaze sweeping over the people in the carriage. "I'd like to see... what you're capable of."

The sudden enemy attack flustered the many armed men guarding Lu Xun, but being well-trained, they immediately scrambled to their feet, drawing their guns and aiming them at the overcoat in the smoke. Before they could even pull the trigger, a faint breeze swept through half the carriage. The cold glint of the boning knife traced a serpentine path in the air, and the next moment, gushing blood erupted from all the armed men, their arms, still holding their guns, sliding smoothly to the ground.

Slaughter Dance!

The brown overcoat calmly passed through the group. After a brief moment of stunned silence, screams of agony echoed throughout the carriage.

Chen Ling bent down and helped Lu Xun, who had been knocked to the ground by the armed men, back to his feet.

"Director Chen, how did you find us?" Lu Xun finally regained his composure and couldn't help but ask, "You really don't need to worry about me. According to our agreement, just protect the others... They have three 'Black Hands,' and none of them are weak. You might be in a lot of trouble alone."

"Dr. Lu." Chen Ling, still holding the boning knife, walked slowly past him. "...Just stay behind me. Don't worry about anything else."

Lu Xun was stunned.

He looked back. Under the flickering carriage lights, Chen Ling faced the three grim-faced 'Black Hands' alone. The atmosphere instantly froze.

"So it was you!" the photographer gritted out. "I knew that broken-down car couldn't have coincidentally broken down... You were behind this, weren't you?"

"You insisted on buying it yourself. What could I do?"

"...Damn it, get him!"

As his words fell, he immediately raised his camera and pressed the shutter, aiming it at Chen Ling!

CLICK—!

Chen Ling felt an unusual sense of detachment. He felt as if he was disconnected from the world. He looked around and found that the train had stopped, as if frozen in place. Apart from the carriage still retaining its color, the distant wilderness and sky were dull and black-and-white, filled with static, creating a sense of unreality.

"What kind of path is this?" Chen Ling found this extremely intriguing. In the post-cataclysm era, he had never encountered such an ability.

CLICK—!

As the second shutter click echoed, a figure suddenly descended from above! It was a Caucasian man with a hiking backpack. Vivid colors also clung to him, as if he were a part of a rectangular photograph. With both hands, he raised an extendable trekking pole and swung it down towards Chen Ling's head!

Chen Ling reacted swiftly, immediately retreating backward.

CRASH—!!

The trekking pole struck the ground, incredibly splitting the carriage directly in half. Following that, the train tracks, the road, and the fields were all cleaved... A gruesome crack, like a scar on the earth, was deeply etched into the monochrome world.

"Beyond pure power, does it also inflict collateral damage on the ground?" Seeing this, Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.