Chapter 293: Move out in the Dark
Lu Bai suddenly stopped smiling, which made the fighters present feel a little nervous.

Although Zhou Lei’s reaction speed is still not as fast as Feng Qian’s, he is still a man who knows how to deal with current affairs.

He immediately imitated Feng Qian and put on a respectful and flattering attitude.

“Yes, we will definitely comply with the requirements of the times, promote the spirit of integrity, carry forward the historical mission, and demonstrate our sense of responsibility…”

Just like in a movie theater, if the audience in the front stands up, the audience behind will have to stand up as well.

Feng Qian and Zhou Lei were the first to open the books, and the remaining fighters could no longer remain calm.

Slogans full of positive energy rang out in the yard one after another.

A smile appeared on Lu Bai’s face again.

However, he didn’t say much, just waved his hand, indicating Feng Qian and Zhou Lei to follow him to the backyard first.

The two fighters naturally would not refuse and followed Lu Bai closely.

While walking, Feng Qian kept shouting slogans. In a sense, his sense of belief was really strong.

“… it triggers strong resonance and arouses passion for struggle.”

“okay.”

Lu Bai turned around, interrupted Feng Qian’s slogan, and changed the subject: “Who do you think are the clones in the yard?”

His previous speech was certainly not a sudden outburst, but just a simple screening.

In his opinion, the two fighters in front of him could probably be ruled out as clones.

After all, it is almost impossible for a clone to take the initiative to do this in order to survive.

Feng Qian had no image burden at all and quickly got out of his repeating state: “Brother Lu, I was just about to remind you to be careful.”

In each deathmatch, there are two hundred fighters, and the ratio between real fighters and clones is basically one to one.

Lu Bai has accepted so many death fighters, the probability that there is not a single clone among them is infinitely close to zero.

Feng Qian instantly realized what Lu Bai wanted them to do, and said with a pleasing look, “Brother Lu, don’t worry, I will keep an eye on those guys for you.”

Zhou Lei hadn’t reacted yet, and he subconsciously shouted, “Brother Lu, me too.”

Lu Bai raised his eyebrows and patted Feng Qian’s shoulder happily.

“You are really a talent.”

Feng Qian neither refuted nor admitted it, he just hunched his shoulders and smiled.

“That’s it, try to help me find the clones mixed in. After all, with the existence of clones, no one is safe.”

Realizing that Feng Qian was a smart man, Lu Bai said no more and returned to the front yard.

After a while, the food was delivered by someone.

Nearly thirty people were eating happily in the yard.

During the meal, Captain Mao looked at Lu Bai from time to time, and it was obvious that he wanted to say something but hesitated.

He was worried that Lu Bai would be bewitched by the flattering villain, but nothing had happened yet, and he didn’t know how to persuade him.

“Master Lu! I’ll toast you a glass.”

A middle-aged man wearing an orange sanitation worker uniform and looking malnourished on the surface raised his glass in a heroic manner: “I’ll drink first, you can drink as you like!”

Tons tons tons~
He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. He drank too quickly, and his face flushed a little. “Nothing else, I, Liu Guoqiang, admire people like you.”

With Captain Mao around, these death fighters wouldn’t be too explicit in their words, just make sure the meaning was conveyed.

Lu Bai picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth, then nodded with a smile: “Thank you.”

“No, no, I have never seen anyone as generous as you. I thought I was going to die.”

Liu Guoqiang was halfway through his speech when he picked up the bottle and filled it up for himself: “Alas, I’m the dumbest. It’s all in the wine, all in the wine…” After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, they had their fill.

Minister Zhang did send someone to inform us that he had already arranged accommodation for Lu Bai’s newly recruited “disciples”.

Lu Bai rejected the kindness of the highest commander of the operations department.

After dinner, these twenty or so fighters moved into the family compound under Feng Qian’s arrangement.

Of course, with so many people, they can only sleep in a large dormitory.

……

late at night.

Perhaps it was because he had been unconscious for too long during the day, although Lu Bai was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his actual nervous state was still quite clear.

Strictly speaking, he did not actually place his hope of finding the clone on Feng Qian and Zhou Lei.

There wasn’t even a strong desire to figure out the true identity of the death fighters.

According to his usual style, no matter whether you are a death fighter or a clone, he would rather kill all the death fighters directly.

The reason why these death fighters are kept at the moment is not only because they surrendered too decisively, but also to a considerable extent, we plan to keep them to see if they can make it to the second round of ability pool.

A group of powerless fighters could hardly pose a threat to him.

His only worry was that the clones lurking inside would take the opportunity to kill the Death Fighters.

Thinking back to the death match in the last round, the clones I met in prison loved to do this kind of thing.

He already regarded these people as his reserve points, so how could he tolerate having a few points stolen by the clones?

What he didn’t expect was…

The clone he encountered this time seemed to be braver than he had imagined.

……

rustle ~ rustle ~
In the dark room, Lu Bai, who was hiding in the darkness, suddenly opened his eyes and his attention was involuntarily diverted to the corridor outside the door.

He heard a very subtle noise.

It was coming from the corridor, from far away.

He couldn’t accurately determine whether it was the sound of shoes rubbing against the ground or the sound of clothing fabric rubbing against the ground.

The sound was deliberately controlled to be unusually soft.

It was already past four in the morning, and at this time, he appeared outside his room quietly.

No matter who they are, it is obvious that they have bad intentions.

Click~click~
It felt like some kind of thin wire was inserted into the keyhole.

The visitor’s lock-picking skills are quite proficient.

Without making any unnecessary noise, after about a few dozen seconds, Lu Bai felt a barely detectable breeze, which meant the door was gently pushed open.

Lu Bai took a glance and through the dim light in the corridor and the title above his head, he could barely make out that this was a tall man.

He was wearing a black raincoat with the hood on his head, and he was probably also wearing a mask.

The exposed eyes were glowing with ferocity, and on the numb gloves commonly used by welders was an iron conical tool about 20 centimeters long.

The other party had a clear goal and rushed straight towards the bed where Lu Bai was.

Even though the distance was so close, he still remained breathlessly silent.

Judging from the standards of a killer, both his techniques and psychological qualities are quite professional.

(End of this chapter)