Xu An, holding a dagger, stared warily at Weng Quan's figure, afraid the man might suddenly lash out.
However, just as Xu An sensed something amiss with a subtle sound from the crowd, chaos erupted.
Xu An couldn't be sure if a remark from the crowd had provoked Weng Quan, but it was undeniable that Weng Quan had suddenly attacked after Xu An had clearly heard the same words.
Weng Quan's previously vacant eyes suddenly filled with a sharp intensity, like a hunter awaiting prey.
He was waiting for a killing blow.
He first used two shots to force Xu An and Zhou Haimei back, while the remaining people instinctively sought cover at the first sign of trouble.
Everyone gathered here was no slouch.
For them, even without weapons in hand, they could still protect themselves against Weng Quan, a man who had spent years in the laboratory.
Therefore, Weng Quan's two shots were more of a deterrent.
Their purpose was to drive Xu An and the others away.
Immediately after, Weng Quan ran towards Qin Chuan.
His appearance was terrifying.
At this point, people no longer needed to guess; they realized Weng Quan was not right.
They saw Weng Quan, as if he couldn't see anyone else, holding his firearm and shouting incessantly.
"Qin Chuan, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."
"As long as you die, all of this will be mine!"
Hearing the commotion, Qin Chuan's body stiffened involuntarily.
It wasn't that Qin Chuan was afraid of him, but he understood clearly.
Under the current circumstances, one of them, himself or Weng Quan, was destined to die before this matter could be resolved.
Perhaps this was the outcome desired by the person behind Weng Quan's transformation.
Thus, Qin Chuan raised his pistol to his chest again without any hesitation.
This time, regardless of Weng Quan's identity, he would not wait for death.
Since the mastermind had laid out the trap for him, waiting for him to fall into it, he wouldn't disappoint them.
With that thought, Qin Chuan began to fight back.
Yet, Weng Quan was truly bizarre. He looked so frail and weak.
But he managed to evade every one of Qin Chuan's attacks.
This made Qin Chuan's brow furrow, and he bit down on his lower lip, drawing blood, but Qin Chuan seemed oblivious.
He continued to shoot at Weng Quan.
However, after just a few shots, Weng Quan, with bloodshot eyes, broke through Qin Chuan's hail of bullets and charged directly in front of Qin Chuan.
Xu An and Zhou Haimei stood behind.
The surroundings were silent.
Just not far away, two people were engaged in a fierce gun battle.
But on Xu An's side, there was dead silence, as if time stood still.
It wasn't that no one wanted to help.
It was just that when they were brought here, they had no suitable weapons. Coupled with the conflict at the laboratory entrance,
they, in their hearts, didn't want to deal with those lab technicians who looked down on everyone.
But as members of the Lighthouse, they also understood the value of Weng Quan and Qin Chuan.
Yet, even so, no one dared to intervene.
After all, no one wanted to die for nothing here.
Having survived to return.
If stray bullets from Qin Chuan and Weng Quan's fight accidentally hit them,
they didn't have the powerful backing to demand an explanation from these two.
Qin Chuan gradually discovered that Weng Quan's strength was not weaker than his own.
But this was clearly impossible.
How could a bookworm who only read books in the first half of his life and only conducted experiments in the latter half, someone who struggled to run a kilometer, fight on par with Qin Chuan, who had trained in military camps since childhood?
Moreover, in terms of close-quarters combat, Weng Quan was not inferior at all.
As more and more facts were confirmed, Qin Chuan's determination to find the mastermind grew stronger.
He refused to believe that all the abilities Weng Quan was displaying now were his own.
After all, he was still carrying that bacterial filament.
There were too many things in this world that couldn't be explained by common scientific understanding.
Qin Chuan told himself not to be influenced by the deceptive Weng Quan before him.
Xu An's gaze remained fixed on the fight between Weng Quan and Qin Chuan.
Judging by the current trend, Weng Quan's ability to fight Qin Chuan to a draw was somewhat impressive.
At this moment, although Xu An could see their movements, she was unaware of Weng Quan's background.
She didn't know what Weng Quan was like before, and assumed he, like herself, had been hiding his strength all along.
Just as Xu An thought this confrontation would continue until the military arrived, her sharp eyes detected something amiss with Qin Chuan.
On several occasions, Weng Quan's fists had landed on Qin Chuan's body.
But Xu An had sparred with Qin Chuan before; she knew that even when injured, Qin Chuan's attacks would not falter, let alone being hit repeatedly in vital spots by Weng Quan's attacks.
It was as if he had been nerfed.
Xu An's eyesight had long surpassed that of ordinary people.
Upon noticing Qin Chuan's sluggishness, she observed closely and indeed discovered something.
For example, every time Qin Chuan threw a punch, Weng Quan would quickly dodge it, and Qin Chuan's movements would become suspiciously slow.
It was this delay, possibly less than a second, that caused Qin Chuan to lose his most acute senses.
Weng Quan then acted like a cat stealing fish, a smug smile hanging on his lips.
Xu An's expression immediately turned grim. Without a word, she snatched the gun from Zhou Haimei's hand and was about to aim at Weng Quan.
However, an anxious shout came from behind. A bullet, whistling through the air with great force, streaked past Xu An's side and flew towards Weng Quan.
With a faint sound of a bullet entering flesh, the already frail body crumpled and fell.
As he fell, Weng Quan's consciousness returned, but looking at the blooming red stain on his chest, he was momentarily stunned.
When he looked up, he met Qin Chuan's fierce, bloodthirsty eyes.
He wanted to speak, but only blood gurgled from his throat.
Weng Quan couldn't say anything. He thought to himself.
Didn't I just come to ask Qin Chuan for someone?
Why did it turn into this?
Before his brain could fully register control of this body, an immense pain, like a colossal wave, engulfed him completely.
The pain made it impossible for him to breathe, to speak, and blurred his vision.
He was in so much pain that he lost consciousness.
But in the moment before darkness enveloped his vision, he still couldn't comprehend.
Why did it turn out this way?