The three visible rats were killed, but Wuming did not relax, but kept his eyes on the car.
After waiting for a moment, he slowly approached the car.
The hiding mouse was very patient, so he walked to the gas tank and opened the cap.
He backed away slowly, but the mouse remained calm, so he took out a match, lit it, and flicked it with his finger. The match flew into the car's fuel tank in a perfect parabola.
boom!
The car exploded suddenly and a raging fire quickly covered the car.
A mouse rushed out quickly from the shadow of the wheel. Wuming had anticipated this and slashed at the mouse with a knife.
But this time the scimitar failed to cut the mouse in half. Instead, it felt like it was cutting a block of iron. He then took a few steps back, his hands feeling a little numb.
He looked ahead and saw a mouse lying on the ground. Its fur shone with a silver luster, and it looked like metal.
This mouse is the one that dented the car's bumper.
Wuming recognized the mouse, so he looked around and backed away while confronting the "indestructible mouse".
The mouse circled Wuming, sometimes moving left and sometimes moving right, as if looking for Wuming's weakness.
Wuming walked to the side of the car shop, put away his machete, and picked up the big hammer on the ground. He felt the weight of the hammer, then looked at the mouse, motioning for the mouse to come over and die.
The rat did not attack rashly. Instead, when it saw the hammer in Wuming's hand, it took a few steps back. Suddenly, it turned around and ran, disappearing into the alley in the distance.
"So clever?"
Wuming was somewhat surprised when he saw this scene.
However, in his mind, the danger level of this rat was directly raised. If this rat chose to fight to the death, it would not be too scary. What would be truly scary was that it chose the right time to attack.
Wuming put down the hammer and slowly retreated into the car shop. Then he drove out a car.
He did not take it lightly. He drove while observing and guarding against sneak attacks from the King Kong Rat.
After a while, he drove the car to the vicinity of the supermarket. There were much fewer rats. When they saw the car appear again, most of the rats chose to run away, leaving only a few stubborn rats who chose to confront it head-on.
These mice that confronted each other head-on were not King Kong rats, so their fate was predictable.
Wuming drove around the supermarket three times, and finally all the rats disappeared, leaving only scarlet bloodstains on the ground. The entire ground was covered with rats' blood, emitting a disgusting smell.
He drove the car into the alley, then opened the door and quickly jumped out.
After making sure there was no danger, he slowly walked through the alleys and turned several corners before entering the warehouse behind the supermarket. However, there was no one in the warehouse, only some dead rats.
"This is human blood."
Wuming observed the area near the mouse corpse and soon found human blood.
He was certain that someone in Jing Xiu's group was injured, but he couldn't say how serious the injury was.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, there was a sound of something heavy falling from deep inside the warehouse.
Wuming narrowed his eyes, pulled out a dagger with one hand, and immediately walked towards the direction where the heavy object fell.
A few minutes later, he saw a package lying on the ground.