When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 21 I bet your gun isn't loaded.
"It's really amazing."

Zhang Jueming kept his gun pointed at Bai Ze's head as he slowly approached.

"You've only been activating your inner energy for two days, yet you've already easily subdued a follower. Your talent is truly astonishing. Your genius-level heart will definitely benefit greatly."

Bai Ze didn't reply, but instead gave himself a "calm-minded" buff, then grabbed Luo Tao's head and slammed it to the ground, sending him to a peaceful sleep.

He ignored the gun barrel, stood up, and faced Zhang Jueming.

"Just because my heart is highly nourishing, you want to kill me? Or is it because I'm a student at Third High School?" He said, glancing around as if searching for something.

The calm tone, devoid of fear, inexplicably irritated Zhang Jueming.

"You're quite perceptive; you were able to sense that Young Master Qi had arrived."

He chuckled and said, "You're right. I came to you because you got involved with Zhong Jing and helped him investigate Third High School. But your heart certainly has something to look forward to."

He was surprisingly frank, revealing the identity of the mastermind behind everything.

Bai Ze was surprised by his frankness and said, "You actually mentioned Qi Chengjun directly."

"What good would it do to tell?" Zhang Jueming laughed even more brazenly. "Do you have any evidence? Arresting someone requires evidence. Young Master Qi isn't an orphan like you who can be manipulated at will. Besides, would anyone else know about this? You died at the hands of cult members; your friend's body is the evidence. Who knows it was me? Who knows it was Young Master Qi who ordered it?"

Qi Chengjun's father was, after all, a deputy bureau chief, and he himself had connections and background.

Without evidence, it's impossible for Bai Ze and Zhong Jing to take down Qi Chengjun on their own.

Even if it's discovered that Tiger Might Martial Arts School is connected to the Sacred Heart Sect, it only means that Director Qi misjudged people and made poor choices in making friends, which might affect his future, but that's all. In a few years, once the heat dies down, the matter will be forgotten.

Logically, this makes perfect sense.

But--

"You talk too much."

Bai Ze revealed a sarcastic expression, "Like a minor villain in a novel, you easily spill everything you know. Are you really Qi Chengjun's man?"

As he spoke, his gaze swept around the surroundings, finally settling on the intersection ten meters to his right.

There, a surveillance camera was quietly pointing in this direction.

In the cities of Dongxia, there are surveillance cameras everywhere, including in remote orphanages.

In theory, it would be difficult to commit a crime undetected in such a densely monitored environment. But in reality, a martial artist could easily destroy these surveillance cameras with just a small stone.

Furthermore, with a martial artist's abilities, they could easily slip into blind spots of the surveillance system.

The difficulty in solving cases involving martial artists lies precisely in this, which is why the Martial Arts Association collaborates with the Public Security Bureau to conduct related investigations.

As a security guard, Zhang Jueming was certainly aware of these things, but he still allowed the surveillance cameras to record him and Bai Ze.

"You call this evidence? Isn't this evidence?"

Bai Ze pointed at the surveillance camera and said sarcastically, "You must be quite close to Qi Chengjun, right? If you get arrested, Qi Chengjun will also be a suspect. Or... do you want Qi Chengjun to get arrested?"

"Shut up!" Zhang Jueming's face was no longer arrogant as before, but gloomy.

He brandished the gun, using this gesture to indicate his threat.

Although surveillance cameras don't record sound, it wouldn't be difficult for the police department to find someone who can read lips.

This evidence is no longer valid.

Zhang Jueming's reaction confirmed Bai Ze's guess.

"Looks like I guessed right. Congratulations, you're not one of those weak villains from novels anymore. You've now advanced to a villain with a modicum of intelligence." Bai Ze completely ignored Zhang Jueming's warning and made a gesture that would enrage the Korean: "But that's all. I just said that, and you changed your tune like a madman, giving me your answer right away. I seriously doubt that someone with your IQ could devise such a framing plan. There must be someone behind you, right?"

"Shut up!!" Zhang Jueming roared, his finger about to pull the trigger. "Do you think I'm afraid to shoot?"

"Of course you dare. I never place any hope in the rationality of idiots, but—"

Bai Ze stared directly at the dark muzzle of the gun and said, "I bet there are no bullets in your gun."

Although the deterrent effect of firearms has been greatly reduced in this world, they still pose a considerable threat to one-star and two-star martial artists.

Especially when it is wielded by a martial artist, it confirms the old saying: "From seven steps away, the spear is fast; within seven steps, the spear is both accurate and fast."

But if you can't fire a gun, it's useless.

As Bai Ze spoke, he took a step forward.

The oppressive feeling that moment even gave Zhang Jueming a kind of illusion, as if the person in front of him was not a novice martial artist who had just activated his inner energy, but a bloodthirsty madman.

However, Zhang Jueming, enraged, was clearly not defeated by this sense of oppression. Without hesitation, he lowered the muzzle of his gun and pulled the trigger.

The effects of using a corpse's heart will be greatly reduced, so it's better to remove the heart immediately.

Bai Ze's genius-level heart prevented Zhang Jueming from choosing to shoot him directly in the head, but the outcome would not change.

"boom!"

The pistol failed to fire a bullet; instead, flames erupted from the gun itself.

The barrel exploded.

His gun was loaded, and Bai Ze lost the bet. However, a gun that exploded was worse than one without bullets.

As Zhang Jueming drew his gun, Bai Ze's lips moved, causing his gun to malfunction.

The cost of making a weapon work is no greater than moving a chair, even if it can threaten a two- or three-star warrior.

Intense flames engulfed Zhang Jueming's palm, while Bai Ze suddenly sprang into action, unleashing "Bullet Time."

The familiar slow-motion perspective appeared, and at the same time, he flung out a large amount of white powder from his sleeve.

Eat my flour and attack my teeth.

Traditional quicklime still needs to be bought, but flour is available in the kitchen. Bai Ze had prepared a portion and hidden it in his clothes before leaving home, and he didn't expect to use it now.

However, as a security guard, Zhang Jueming had dealt with quite a few criminal martial artists and had encountered many opponents who lacked martial ethics.

The force of the pistol exploding was not too great, and it failed to injure Zhang Jueming, who was practicing the "Golden Jade Body" hard skill. He immediately waved his arms to sweep the flour away.

At the same time, Bai Ze also shouted, "Cloud-Dispelling Palm!"

As soon as he spoke, the flour surged across Zhang Jueming's arm like a cloud of mist and hit his face.

This "Cloud-Dispelling Palm" really looks like something out of a movie; it resembles surging clouds and mist.

immediately--

"Qi penetrates the rainbow!"

With a powerful shout, Bai Ze rushed over like a gust of wind, his sword finger bursting with internal energy, accompanied by a slight explosion, like firing a bullet.

"Bullet Finger".

(End of this chapter)