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Chapter 2716: Chapter 2717: Its Fire Was Fierce
Today, this alley was particularly lively.
Just in the darkness before dawn, several shadows silently appeared deep in the alley.
Even though the scene had been meticulously cleaned by the previous man, one of the shadows still crouched down, rubbing the ground with his hand, as if searching for something.
Moments later, he spoke in a deep voice: "It should be here, but a skilled person has cleaned it, so there’s no valuable clue left!"
"Can we find Third Prince and their bodies?" the leader asked in a deep voice.
At this time, the sky brightened, and through the hazy white light, the shadows in the alley slowly became visible.
This was a five-person team, all dressed in black, with heads wrapped in black scarves, faces obscured.
The one asking was the leader of the group, tall and seemingly the team captain.
"I’ll try my best!"
With that, the man in black crawled onto the ground, sniffing carefully like a dog.
Soon, he suddenly raised his head and dashed off in a particular direction.
The black-clad leader immediately led the group to follow.
Stopping and starting along the way, they soon arrived in the main street.
By now, dawn had broken, and voices could be heard on the street.
The leader pulled out several Talisman Spells from his chest and waved them at his subordinates.
In an instant, they disappeared from sight.
A simple illusion, but at this moment, exceedingly useful.
After traversing several streets, they arrived at the alley behind the theater.
The man in black raised his hand, pointing, "The scent breaks off here!"
The leader sneered, "Great, as long as we have a possible area. A small theater, can it really overturn the heavens?"
Despite saying this, he cautiously signaled to his men with a look.
The four subordinates immediately scattered, circling the theater, and planting Talisman Spells in every corner.
In no time, a barely noticeable red light engulfed the theater.
Once all preparations were completed, the five silently scaled the walls and entered the theater.
It was still early; the theater was empty, devoid of any signs of life.
The five men quickly reached the room where the actor and the man met last night.
The man with an extraordinary sense of smell nodded slightly, indicating this was the correct location.
The leader smirked lightly, extended three fingers, and began counting down.
At the moment the last finger was withdrawn, the five rushed into the room simultaneously, ready for combat.
Unexpectedly, the room was empty—not a soul, not even a ghostly shadow.
The five conducted a thorough search of the small room, yet found nothing.
"What’s going on?" The black-clad leader asked in a deep voice.
The man with the exceptional sense of smell looked puzzled, "The scent indeed breaks off here. How strange; why is there no one?"
Speaking, he sniffed carefully around the room again, finally resting his gaze on the potted sunflower on the windowsill.
The flower was extremely vibrant, illuminated by the morning sun like a ball of fire.
His eyes gleamed, "This flower is suspicious..."
"What’s suspicious?"
"Firstly, it’s blooming extraordinarily well, and although the person is very cautious, to my nose, there’s still a bit of scent leaking out."
The man bore a proud expression and reached out to grab the flower pot.
"Stop!" The leader suddenly sensed something amiss, wanting to stop him, but it was too late.
As the man’s hand touched the petals, the sunflower exploded with a boom.
Countless strands of intensely colorful flames filled the room.
The man closest screamed, enflamed by the flames; he tried to struggle, but the fire spread rapidly, encompassing him in mere moments.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, leader, save me, I don’t want to die!"
He charged towards the leader like a ball of fire, seeking help.
But before managing a few steps, his figure shrank as his legs burned off.
With a thud, he fell to the ground, silent.
But the leader had no time for him; they too were trapped by the fierce flames.
Though a bit farther and having quickly formed a defensive stance, the flames attacked viciously and relentlessly.
Poof!
Another black-clad man ignited unexpectedly.
Boom!
Not able to react quickly, flames shot up, engulfing him fully.
He opened his mouth to shout, but flames burst forth, consuming him entirely.
Such a brutal, cruel scene left the remaining three panic-stricken.
At this point, the leader realized this was a trap from the very beginning.
The scent in the alley was deliberately left to lure them here.
Thinking this, he suppressed his fear and shouted, "Don’t panic. Such fierce flames can’t last long. We’re safe once we endure this!"
Upon hearing, the remaining two steadied their nerves slightly.
"Leader, the flames are too strong; how can we withstand them?" one shouted.
"Close in to me, shrink the formation, only then can we hope to survive!" the leader commanded.
The two immediately closed in, but as they neared the leader, a flash of ruthlessness crossed the leader’s eyes, and he suddenly pushed forward.
The two, caught off guard, were shoved into the flames.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, leader, you..."
"Apologies, rather than dying here together, I’d rather use your lives to escape!" the leader said in a deep voice.
Meanwhile, the two had ignited, becoming fiery balls.
This created a momentary pause in the flames’ attack, revealing a gap.
The leader was waiting for this moment, instantly transforming into a black light and darting through the gap with lightning speed.
Boom!
As he smashed through the window and successfully escaped, flames once again rose in the room.
Not daring to glance back, he fled desperately, looking like a beaten dog, leaping over walls, disappearing into the sky above the streets.
On the upper floor of the teahouse opposite the theater, the actor stood by the window, witnessing everything.
After seeing the leader escape, the man standing beside him sighed lightly.
"Still, one got away!"