Chapter 15: Poison Gas Bomb

On the handheld radar, the last two triangles had stopped moving, but that did not matter to Tang Zheng since he was aware that they remained stationary and he knew the approximate direction before they stopped.

"Has the fight already ended so soon? Who exactly are they?" The chaser hiding behind a tree was frightened as he looked at his radar screen. He had hoped to swoop in and reap the benefits, or take advantage of the two fighting to kill the one about a hundred meters to the left. Yet the two triangles tangling in the front had decided a victor within two mere minutes, which truly surprised him.

"Surely one side must have died, right?" Seeing the last triangle disappear for only about a dozen seconds before reappearing on the radar and relentlessly heading towards him, the chaser, even if a fool, understood clearly that the one who died was the buffoon he had initially tried to kill.