Chapter 742 Warfare (3k)
Under the night, a cool breeze stirred. As they flapped their wings, several black shadows flew across the night sky.
“Pfft!”
With a sound, a figure dressed in a black fisherman’s outfit landed on the rooftop. The high heels made a sound as they stepped on the ground, and the crystal cross hanging on the fair neck swayed slightly, looking quite exquisite.
They glanced at the distance, which was still emitting smoke. The phone in their hand illuminated the white mask on their face.
Baibyeo (7)
[Me: Have arrived in Fuzhou.]
[A: Execute the assassination plan, @C, provide big data positioning.]
[C: Cannot lock on for now, can only capture big data distribution models. Rebuilding requires the target to reveal themselves. However, a large number of Dragon Hunters are moving towards the west of the city. There might be a special situation there, very likely the target.]
A moment of silence.
[A: Liuli, follow them.]
A slender hand emerged from the black attire. The white, thin hand gave the impression of a pianist. Fingertips gently tapped the screen:
[Me: The usual?]
[A: The usual. Don’t leave any survivors. I don’t want to see them chasing after us.]
“Heh, the mice in the gutter are always so cautious. Do you want to see some [proof]?”
Hearing the rather cold voice, the person with the white mask put the phone into their pocket, lit a lotus cigarette, and held the end with red fingernails. They took a gentle puff, exhaling white smoke.
“That might disappoint you.”
The smoke slowly rose on the rooftop, illuminated by the moonlight like flowing silk. Looking down again, only the smoke that hadn’t dissipated could be seen.
…
In the western suburbs, on the empty streets of the early morning, a black stream of light seemed to roar past, the sound echoing on the road, causing the row of sound-activated lights to flicker.
“Even took a string of Night Watchers with them…”
In the black car, five people sat swaying. Su Jiu, listening to the words just spoken, couldn’t snap out of it for a long time. It turned out that Senior Brother not only left alone but also brought a team of his direct subordinates.
What a formidable person!
Her gaze swept over the now elongated street. After a moment of thought, she continued to ask, “Sister Youyou, do you know the name of the Elder who was taken away? By rights, these things should be recorded, so it should be easy to find.”
“It’s impossible to find. At that time, there was a Night Watcher named [Zhuge Yun] among them, who was [Zero]’s master and a top technician in the country. He would cover himself with multiple fake identities for every operation.”
Youyou said softly, and the car slowed down, seemingly approaching the leather factory. The smell of machine gasoline kept seeping in from outside, smelling inexplicably good.
“As for the name…”
“Chii—”
The car suddenly stopped. Fortunately, the five people, aided by external Qi, didn’t get thrown around by the abrupt stop. On the right side of the car was the silhouette of a large factory. At this moment, the smell of machine oil and rust, along with the southern wind, rushed into their noses.
After completely stopping the car, Youyou’s voice slowly sounded: “That woman’s name is [Li]. She’s Senior Brother’s partner. She’s very strong, but she’s done many things impulsively, killing some disgusting but not fatally guilty criminals, hence she’s forever stopped at the Elder level.”
Hearing this, Su Jiu just smiled. Such things were not uncommon in the tavern; in fact, almost everyone had committed them to some extent, just less, and handled cleanly.
“There’s a somewhat mottled aura inside. It’s very likely that someone has set up defenses in advance. Little Junior Sister, come with me. You guys stay in the car.”
The group got out of the car. Facing the front, Ren picked up the black sword in his hand, looked up at the factory’s iron gate, rubbed the blade with his fingertips, and walked forward.
“I’ll go ahead with Uncle to scout. You three stay together and be careful.”
After exchanging glances with the others, Su Jiu jumped out of the car and lightly tapped her forehead. Her mental power spread out in all directions like raindrops falling on the water surface.
The humanoid figures suddenly became visible like thermal imaging. They were scattered throughout, with the exception of the two War General level guards. Almost everywhere had them, but the strangest thing was that these people generally had strength around the Initial Stage Battle King level. The only strong one was the High-Rank Battle King in the center.
“Uncle Ren, something’s wrong here, these people…”
Following behind Ren, Su Jiu did not summon E Huo, but instead held the loquat branch at her waist, her gaze fixed on the gate, as if trying to see through it, looking at the direction of the patrolling War General level powerhouses inside.
Before Su Jiu could finish speaking, Ren simply nodded and replied, “Too weak, neither fitting the level of a serial killer nor the strength of those traitors.”
“Who?”
As if sensing the roar of the car, a voice came from inside the gate, followed by a rumbling sound. The gate seemed to be opened by someone.
Su Jiu’s eyes narrowed, but she had already gathered her strength. These people could not possibly be ordinary workers.
As the gate slowly opened, Ren’s eyes fell on the partially opened door. He remained silent, but his arm flicked, and a dragon’s roar seemed to sound. As the sword qi moved, the black dragon head sword qi impacted the silhouette behind the gate with a “bang.”
Debris from the gate flew everywhere. The silhouette seemed to have no reaction at all. In an instant, it was melted by the sharp sword qi.
Before the dust settled, Su Jiu could see the gray external Qi surging from these people. Without a doubt, these were the members of the so-called Ancient God Sect, undoubtedly.
The commotion here quickly attracted attention from inside. The sound of “swoosh, swoosh, swoosh” echoed in the air. Several figures descended from the second floor of the factory, instantly encircling Su Jiu and the other.
“Two people trespassing into my factory so late at night and killing my employees. Are you the serial killers who have been rumored to be very popular recently?”
And in the very front, accompanied by a sinister laugh, a middle-aged man dressed in black clerical attire walked out slowly. His face was pale and terrifying, whiter than a Blood Clan member. Anyone with eyes could feel the ostentatious nature of his body.
“As expected…”
Ren looked at the other’s face, paused for a moment, seemed to confirm something, and suddenly laughed.
Su Jiu seemed to understand his meaning, blinked her eyes, and asked softly, “Aren’t they those Senior Brothers and Sisters?”
“No.”
Ren shook his head. Su Jiu could clearly see him sigh in relief. The more outwardly cold a person is, the more affectionate they are in their heart.
“Heh heh, what are you two chattering about? Hurry up and surrender!”
The ostentatious middle-aged man narrowed his eyes upon seeing Su Jiu and the other whispering. He was somewhat uncertain of their strength. The only thing he was sure of was Su Jiu, who did not hide her strength with mental power – she was a mid-stage Battle King.
However, in Fuzhou, as the capital of the southern province, there shouldn’t be very strong people, as strong individuals were generally concentrated in more developed provinces.
“Little Junior Sister, these people are for you. No need to keep any alive.”
With a faint smile, Ren stomped his leather boots on the ground and shot towards the weak man. The long sword, as it passed by his body, drew a thin black line, accompanied by what sounded like a dragon’s roar.
“War God Level aura, Black Dragon Ink Sword, you are…”
The otherwise calm middle-aged man suddenly saw the black sword and the aura bursting from Ren’s body. His knees involuntarily trembled, and he almost fell to the ground. He didn’t even have time to summon his pets, and could only instinctively raise his hand to block.
“Fuzhou Garrison Commander?!”
How could he, a Black-clad Bishop, fight against that?
As he was about to speak, the black sword blade instantly reached the weak man’s neck. Ren’s body intersected with him, and his low voice faintly sounded: “Tell me, what is your purpose for coming here?”
Before Ren broke through to the War God Level, killing scumbags like this Black-clad Bishop, who only broke through through sacrificial arrays, was an instant kill. Now, it’s even more of a stomp.
The weak man felt the chill from the sword blade, his expression constantly changing. He looked towards his subordinates, hoping they could quickly deal with his companions.
Under mutual threats, there was still a chance to escape.
However, when his gaze shifted to another side, his pupils contracted. An unnamable chill surged from his body. He had been set up…
Because he discovered that his subordinates were all lying on the ground, blood splattered everywhere. In a flash, a large-scale massacre battle had occurred.
“Bang!”
And the last remaining person, dressed in a Priest’s robe, had his head stepped on by the Blood Clan Girl. She bent down, pointed the loquat branch at the expert’s face, poked him a few times, and then chuckled:
“Only one of you and that Bishop can live. You answer my questions, whoever gets closest to the correct answer lives…”
Hearing this, the Priest whose head was being pressed down looked at the blood left by his companion on the ground. His courage seemed to shatter, and his entire body turned cold. He hurriedly said, “Please spare me, my lord. I will answer whatever you ask!”
Following that Black-clad Bishop, he was not some hard-hearted person. Moreover, the metallic smell of his companion’s blood constantly stimulated his mind.
The Black-clad Bishop heard his subordinate’s voice, and his expression suddenly changed. While he was still thinking of saying something to deceive them, he now dared not at all. He quickly said to Ren:
“I am a Bishop, and I know more than these people. As long as you let me go, you can know anything you want.”
These Night Watchers, besides being ruthless, always kept their word. Perhaps they could really live, even if only to be imprisoned.
Ren glanced at Su Jiu, nodded, and a hint of approval appeared in his black eyes.
Gently patting the head of the Priest beneath her feet with the loquat branch, Su Jiu, under the gaze of the two, slowly raised her hand, then extended a finger, and chuckled: “So, the first question is, who sent you here?”
“It was a Ferryman!!”
The Priest under Su Jiu’s feet let out a cry, but quickly snatched the answer, afraid that his direct superior would compete with him for survival space.
On the other side, the Black-clad Bishop, seeing his subordinate’s lack of integrity, couldn’t help but curse. He shouted: “This idiot didn’t finish. That Ferryman wears a White Crow Mask and is someone working for Baibyeo in Red.”
Upon hearing this, Ren’s brow couldn’t help but furrow.
“The answer is acceptable. Then, here’s the second question.”
Su Jiu nodded thoughtfully, revealing a slightly encouraging smile, then extended her second finger, her gaze directly at the Black-clad Bishop, continuing: “What is your purpose for coming here?”
“Waiting for a batch of piglets. That Ferryman told us that a large number of high-quality piglets would be available here soon, suitable for sacrifices.”
This time, it wasn’t the Priest under Su Jiu’s feet who answered. The Black-clad Bishop blurted out almost everything he knew, causing the Priest’s face to turn pale.
Upon hearing this answer, the smile on Su Jiu’s face not only slightly restrained but also revealed a hint of coldness in her eyes. Still, she continued to ask:
“The last question, about that Ferryman, how much more do you know?”
This time, the Black-clad Bishop was stunned. He clearly didn’t know how to answer. He was usually good at eating, drinking, and having fun, but he genuinely didn’t know about such things. However, the Priest under Su Jiu’s feet spoke up:
“My lord, I know! He specifically told us subordinates that his office is in East Third, the fourth one, and there are important documents inside. Don’t let those cultists get close.”
