Chapter 104: One-Hit Kill (Please Subscribe!)

The walkie-talkie was the detonator?!

Focusing his mind, he sensed it carefully once more.

Yes, the walkie-talkie was indeed the greatest source of danger!

Having identified his target, Tang Mubai relaxed his stride. Lowering his head, he walked slowly toward the man.

As time passed, the crowd in the plaza grew larger.

Around the stage, massive searchlights flickered to life, illuminating half the night sky.

The bustling clamor of the crowd filled every corner of the plaza.

Most of the people were gathering directly in front of the stage and to its left and right.

There weren't many people wandering around, but there weren't few either.

Tang Mubai blended in with them, drawing no attention to himself.

He knew very well that anyone chosen to hold the detonator would not be weak.

Even if they weren't a Grandmaster, they would at least be a half-step Grandmaster, or perhaps a peak Commander-level demihuman!

Against such an opponent, he had to deliver a fatal blow in a single strike to avoid alerting the others.

To this end, Tang Mubai suppressed his aura to its absolute minimum while using the Blood King Pearl to lower his vitality to a mere twenty-five cal.

Like an ordinary spectator, he slowly approached the security guard holding the walkie-talkie.

The guard was a dark-skinned, powerfully built man.

As Tang Mubai drew closer, he focused his hearing to listen to the man's heartbeat.

It was distinctly different from that of a normal human!

Confirmed once more, the man's identity was clear: a demihuman!

One step, two steps, three steps...

Closer, even closer.

*Rumble!*

A deafening explosion suddenly echoed from the direction of the eastern suburbs.

The noisy chatter of the crowd in the plaza instantly fell silent.

But in the next instant, an even louder uproar erupted in every corner of the plaza.

Tang Mubai, who had been about to strike, was startled by the massive noise and instinctively paused.

However, as he kept his eyes fixed on the muscular man's face, he saw the corners of the man's mouth twitch upward, a smile breaking through his otherwise expressionless features.

An explosion in the eastern suburbs, and he was pleased?

Tang Mubai's heart stirred.

"Please don't panic, everyone, please don't panic!"

On stage, a neatly dressed and meticulously styled host quickly stepped out amidst the clamor, shouting into the microphone, "The noise just now was only a roadside oil tanker exploding. No one was injured, and the relevant departments are already handling it. The concert will not be canceled! Rest assured, the concert will not be canceled! In fact, it is about to begin!"

"Woohoo!"

The crowd erupted in cheers.

Tang Mubai's lips twitched at the sound. What a bunch of ignorant, pitiable fools!

Ignoring everything else, Tang Mubai walked past the muscular man for a short distance, then turned around to approach him once more.

Just as Tang Mubai stepped behind him, the man suddenly whipped around, his sharp gaze locking onto Tang Mubai as he growled, "What are you doing pacing around here?"

"Am I not allowed to walk?"

Tang Mubai feigned surprise. "It doesn't seem like my walking is bothering anyone else!"

As the last word left his mouth, Tang Mubai closed the distance without warning. The short blade he had just confiscated plunged entirely into the man's chest!

Only the hilt remained visible on the outside.

"You... you..."

The man's body shuddered violently. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and disbelief flooded his eyes. He wanted to warn his companions, but it was too late. With wide, staring eyes, he drew his last breath.

[Vitality +279]

Indeed, he was a Commander!

Tang Mubai caught the walkie-talkie slipping from the man's grasp and supported his listing body. To any onlooker, the two of them seemed to be chatting and laughing as they walked toward a corner.

As they walked, he squeezed his right hand slightly, sending a pulse of inner force into the walkie-talkie to destroy all its internal electronic components.

Instantly, the sense of impending doom that had been weighing on his heart dissipated by more than half!

It was done...

With the detonator destroyed, the primary threat was neutralized.

To detonate the bombs buried beneath the plaza now, they would have to do it manually.

But with tens of thousands of people gathered in the plaza, trying to find the buried bombs amid such a crowd would inevitably cause chaos.

When that happened, the crowd would scatter on their own, even without Tang Mubai having to intervene!

Supporting the dead man, he guided him to the steps at the edge of the plaza and sat him down.

Carrying the ruined walkie-talkie, Tang Mubai walked over to a trash can and tossed it in.

Then, he turned back and headed toward the backstage area where the celebrities were.

Although the primary source of danger was resolved, a chaotic stampede could still result in massive casualties.

Especially since there were so many elderly people and children in the crowd. The children, in particular, did not deserve to die.

The best way to make them leave was to ensure the concert could not go on!

Without the threat of the detonator, Tang Mubai no longer had any reservations.

As he walked, he circulated the Tai Chi Heart Sutra and slipped a mask onto his face.

In less than ten seconds, Tang Mubai had transformed into a completely different person.

His disguise was complete!

He quickly reached the backstage area and barged right in before the two security guards at the door could stop him.

"The concert is canceled. Everyone, leave this place immediately."

With his hands clasped behind his back, Tang Mubai swept a cold, sharp gaze across the stars, assistants, and staff who were either putting on makeup or waiting to perform.

"But... didn't they say the explosion just now wasn't serious?" a middle-aged woman, who seemed to be the manager in charge, asked hesitantly. "And you... who might you be?"

The others looked at one another, utterly bewildered.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that the concert is canceled, and you can all leave now!"

Tang Mubai's gaze swept over the celebrities.

"But..."

"No buts!"

Tang Mubai barked, intentionally releasing a wave of Master-level pressure that blanketed the backstage area. He growled, "I made myself clear. Leave this place. Right now!"

"Alright, alright, we're leaving, we're leaving!"

A middle-aged singer, his face pale with fright, hurriedly replied.

"Yes, yes, we'll go right away."

"Sister Lan, I'm sorry, but I have to go."

"Sister Lan, let's work together again next time."

"..."

In a flurry of panic, the celebrities grabbed their belongings and fled the backstage area.

The middle-aged woman, Sister Lan, was left terrified and bewildered.

The moment Tang Mubai unleashed his Master-level pressure, she realized things were far from simple.

Just as she was about to make a call...

"Who allowed you to leave? Isn't the show about to start? Get back inside immediately!"

A harsh shout suddenly sounded from outside.

The fleeing celebrities were driven back inside by five men dressed in tight black outfits.

The middle-aged man leading them immediately locked his eyes on Tang Mubai as he stepped inside. "Did you tell them to leave?"

"Are you with the Red Lake Group?" Tang Mubai countered with a question of his own.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed. He growled, "What Red Lake Group? I am from Tianyu Entertainment! This concert is hosted by Tianyu. Even if you are a Master-level martial artist, Tianyu is not to be trifled with. Leave immediately, and I can act as if—"

*Rumble!*

Another deafening explosion suddenly echoed from the western district.

Interrupting the man's words, Tang Mubai swept a cold gaze over the returned celebrities and sneered, "Do you still think this is an accident?"

Silence.

The celebrities fell utterly silent.

Unless they were fools, they all knew that such massive explosions could not possibly be accidents twice in a row.

And if it wasn't an accident, what was it?

The thought alone was terrifying.

The faces of everyone present turned pale, filled with either terror or unease.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face darkened as well. He glared at Tang Mubai and roared in fury, "You're courting death!"

*Hum—*

A faint blue light emerged from the man's palm. It quickly enveloped his entire body as he lunged at Tang Mubai like a bolt of lightning...