Chapter 402: Mr. Magician
Du Lai grabbed the rusty railing on the rooftop.
He curled the corners of his mouth into a sneer, glancing coldly at the man, his smirk with a touch of wickedness.
“If you’re looking for the puzzle pieces, you’ve indeed come to the wrong person.”
The man’s gaze remained unchanging, cold as ice. Holding onto the chain, he said, “You have something I want.”
“Oh, why won’t you believe me?” Du Lai released one hand from the railing, taking something out of his pocket with it.
The lively color stood out in the dusky night.
The man’s movements paused, his gaze fixed on the leaf in Du Lai’s hand as if wondering what kind of artifact it might be.
With a smirk on his face, Du Lai continued to smile, “Due to the fear of getting caught with the stolen puzzle pieces on me, do you really think I would keep those on hand? …Of course not, I’ve sold the puzzle pieces to someone else, if you want them… go get them from Bai Youwei.”
The man slowly furrowed his brows, “… Bai Youwei?”
Du Lai placed the leaf atop his head, snapping his fingers and grinning, “Goodbye, Mr. Magician.”
A large plume of smoke burst forth, engulfing the surrounding area in a matter of seconds!
When the smoke cleared, Du Lai had vanished without a trace.
At the end of the chain, only a withered leaf remained.
The man frowned, looking around without noticing anything suspicious.
He stood there, waiting a while before slowly pulling the chain back into his palm.
An endless space seemed to exist within his palm, as the long chain was completely drawn inside without leaving a trace.
Du Lai watched this scene from the shadows, holding his breath, not daring to make a sound.
He had heard rumors that three strange men had recently arrived at the base, all wearing a pair of white gloves.
After overheard their conversation about the Magician that became their nickname, as for the true purpose of the white gloves, no one knew.
Now, Du Lai had seen it firsthand.
The gloves seemed to be able to create things at will.
…All the game artifacts had limitations, even the Magician’s powers likely could not be truly “unlimited”. But to determine their actual limitations from his brief interaction was impossible.
The man had already walked far and disappeared around the street corner.
Du Lai slowly let out a breath, his tense nerves relaxing.
The artifact, ‘Catnip’s Leaf’, could only transport someone within a 50-meter range, serving as a smokescreen rather than a true escape tool.
Luckily, the man didn’t thoroughly search the area.
Du Lai closed his eyes, ready to get up and leave when he smelled gasoline.
He froze, his relaxed nerves suddenly going on high alert again. Carefully peeking through the window, he spotted the man who had returned, carrying two buckets of gasoline and splashing it around as he walked!
The old building where Du Lai was hiding was on fire!
He gritted his teeth, muttering a curse under his breath, quickly ran to the bathroom to completely soak himself with water! Afterward, he returned to the window to see the man had set two more buildings on fire!
The flames roared, aiming to cut off all his escape routes!
“Damn!” Du Lai cursed silently, “Such a ruthless bastard!”
The fire had spread to the second floor, if Du Lai were slower to react, he might have been trapped on the sixth floor, turning into a roast chicken.
He wrapped himself up in the wet clothes, covering his mouth and nose as he ran down to the third floor, then jumped amidst the billowing smoke
His vision was blurred by the thick smoke.
His abdomen hit the crossbar of an air conditioning unit, leaving a bloody gash.
Du Lai didn’t dare to delay. As soon as he hit the ground, he rolled into a sprint, then clutching the wound, he ran in the opposite direction of the man!
All the while cursing his luck, not only had he failed to retrieve the puzzle pieces but also ran into this lunatic.
Luckily, he was just about to leave Shanghai. The lunatic could go on causing mayhem for someone else!