Chapter 122: No War in Yacheng

Safe!

Although his life-saving straw was a little boy prettier than himself, he always felt something was wrong.

But seeing that familiar face appear in his field of vision, Ji Jue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—is this the sense of security the Bai Lu brought me?

Worthy of being Xiao An.

Truly reassuring!

The projection that had been accumulating power for a long time at the beginning was just a greeting. The moment Xiao An ascended to the commanding height, what flew out from his sleeves was a steel storm.

Thunder echoed, iron like a rainstorm, the earth shook.

What Ji Jue could see were only straight white lines breaking through the air, pointing far away at the enemy swallowed by the storm on the ground. In an instant, the scorching red iron pieces arriving through the air with thunder had already entered the body of the Chosen One of the large group.

Head, neck, heart, liver, hands, tendons, legs, lower yin...

The terrifying power comparable to an anti-material sniper rifle exploded into pieces of blood mist, and the simple impact blew away unknown amounts of flesh and broken bones.

But, it didn't stop.

It was as if whipping a corpse—

"Brother Ji Jue, be careful!"

A nervous voice came, "His matrix is the Iron Guard from the Empire!"

The inheritance of the large group from the Imperial Legion, the Mountain Land Dragon Army known for its toughness and defensive warfare, had fought against enemies several times its size in bloody trench warfare more than once. In the consumption and killing that felt like a meat grinder month after month, relying on this matrix, unknown numbers of enemies drank hatred.

In the wild perception of the Bai Lu, Xiao An could naturally sense the Blessing and breath used by the opponent just now.

【Preemptive Strike】 that can predict the opponent's next move, 【Lion's Excitement】 that can exert 100% strength regardless of pain and interference as long as there is a breath, 【Wind Sweeping Clouds】 that makes the attack and charge unstoppable...

If it were really an Iron Guard, then...

This little trauma, I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough to make the opponent lose combat effectiveness!

At that moment, in the spreading blood water, that incomplete body twitched again. On the broken face, flesh and the remaining tooth bed opened and closed, half a piece, struggling to wriggle.

Offered, instinctively, a prayer.

"Oh, High Soldier Lord, I offer all pain to you—"

At that moment, in the blood-colored flames rising, the 'corpse' riddled with holes actually recovered rapidly with the naked eye!

Flesh and blood regenerated, bones connected, skin wriggled and grew, and on the sin-tainted face, distorted long horns like a demon appeared, and eyes of blood color opened from the cheeks.

Then, it was black-red armor like blood scabs, appearing in the flames.

Bang!

The iron piece thrown by Xiao An, embedded in the armor!

After possessing these Blessings that are common in the large group path like 【Hard Battle】, 【Burning Soul】, 【Drinking Blood】, the true effect of the Iron Guard matrix can be activated.

—【Regroup】!

In the blink of an eye, full health resurrected!

Ji Jue felt terrible.

After finally killing one blood bar, it turned out that this dog thing entered the second stage and resurrected with full health...

What the f*ck is this still fighting!

Although such a terrifying effect, the spiritual quality consumption must not be low, but the problem is, according to his memory, the ritual of the higher inheritance of the Iron Guard, the ability given to the Chosen One, is 【Soul Conquest】 that plunders the enemy's spiritual quality by killing them!

Although the plundering effect of this ability is at most five or six out of ten, and the burden and side effects on consciousness are extremely strong, but now the opponent has distorted.

Simply crazy beyond crazy!

Is it still expected that he can turn negative into positive?

Boom!

The loud noise broke through the air again. If it weren't for the Little Niu Ma suddenly burning tires and displacing on the spot, Ji Jue would have been smashed off the car directly.

And the opponent just reached out, pulled a broken curb from the ground, and threw it at him.

But even so, the car bucket was hit by the broken stones, and amidst the miserable horn sound of the Little Niu Ma, it instantly dented and deformed, making Ji Jue's eyes split with anger:

"I patched the paint the day before yesterday!!!"

Damn it, his car didn't even have insurance. He couldn't find an insurance company in Yacheng willing to insure the tricycle shape of the Little Niu Ma. I'm afraid this sheet metal can only be repaired by himself.

"Charge! Charge! Charge!!!"

The Chosen One of the large group stained with blood raised his head, held the long knife high, and shouted madly: "Land Dragon Army, ten thousand victories! Ten thousand victories! Ten thousand victories!"

Thus, he sang the generous and impassioned military song again, immersed in the battlefield.

Laughing wildly, waving his hand.

Smashed the iron pieces thrown by Xiao An, stepping forward step by step.

But under his feet, he suddenly stumbled.

A motorcycle parked on the side of the road started suddenly, accelerated without mercy, jumped up, the car body weighing several hundred pounds rolled in the air, smashed straight at Herbert, but was cut into two by him cleanly, exploded!

Gasoline splashed, burned, but he didn't seem to fear burning, not caring at all.

Scarlet eyes looked at Ji Jue.

Blessing: Wind Sweeping Away Clouds, charging up again, launching, thrusting forward from the blood flames!

Then it collided head-on with an empty off-road vehicle, the loud noise roared, and before he could stand firm again, Ji Jue gritted his teeth and pointed at a rusty road maintenance vehicle next to him.

【Give me a hit to death!!!】

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

One after another, Ji Jue didn't care anymore. Anyway, others had run away, and now basically didn't need to worry about accidental injury.

Besides, he was working for an official agency, who would regret this little compensation!

Today's consumption is all paid by the Security Bureau!

Amidst the violent shaking, the loud noises continued one after another.

Tong Hua next to him was completely stunned.

Until the majestic and high-pitched horn sounded from afar, raising a gale and loud noise, the tires spun crazily, galloping.

She couldn't help but make a terrified sound:

"I f*ck—"

Wait a minute, big brother, wait a minute, calm down!

Who the f*ck is the one who came to Yacheng to sabotage!

The final finale was a tanker truck that Ji Jue directly stole from the road next to him!!!

The mercury rope broke the window instantly, dragged out the terrified driver and threw him to the side, Ji Jue raised his hand to wipe the nosebleed from excessive spiritual quality consumption, without hesitation:

"Go to hell!!!"

Boom!!!

In the wreckage of many vehicles, that figure was instantly swallowed.

Amidst the violent collision, the roar that could shatter all the glass in the entire block, flames danced, erupted, the storm spread, spread, smoke rolled, rising into the sky.

The crazy fire light soared, burning the dim yellow clouds into scarlet.

Rolling heat waves rushed toward his face.

Tong Hua swallowed dryly, looked back, wanting to say something but stopping, but saw that Ji Jue's movements hadn't stopped?!

He lowered his head, and tirelessly turned out a... six-barrel machine gun from the car bucket?!

Since the last time he just went out and was locked by a sniper, Ji Jue now must bring all his tools and belongings whenever he leaves the workshop.

Anyway, there is a Little Niu Ma, and he doesn't need to carry it himself.

After returning from the Rift Realm, he only repaired this machine gun a few days ago, and wanted to help and return it to Sister Laila on the way, but didn't expect it to come in handy today.

In Tong Hua's eyes that seemed to have seen a ghost, Ji Jue's hands almost threw out afterimages, exerting the speed of divine craftsmanship to the extreme in this kind of place, and within a few flicks of a finger, it was already assembled on the hardened mercury bracket.

The muzzle had been raised, aiming dead at that piece of dancing flames and ruins.

"No, big brother, you..."

Tong Hua was dumbfounded: "What are you doing?"

Ji Jue was solemn: "Don't relax your vigilance, the unlucky people in horror movies all die like this... No injury without smoke, understand?"

Tong Hua's lips opened and closed several times, already unable to speak.

F*ck, the ones who die in horror movies are also a bunch of unlucky college students, and there is no lunatic like you who explodes with people on the street with a tanker truck!

Whose good person switches to a terrorist seamlessly when they are anxious!

But immediately after, she heard...

The sound of footsteps coming from the flames.

One step, then another.

Staggering, that blurred human figure almost like a charred corpse dragged the broken and melted blade, walking out from the hell of burning!

Actually still... alive?!

Even if the body and blood have been ignited.

"Voices... theirs... voices..."

Herbert instinctively, staggered forward, blankly and difficultly moved his pupils, searching.

All voices, couldn't be heard anymore.

So quiet.

But when his burned eyes looked forward, from the trance of hallucination, he seemed to finally realize.

Fire.

It's fire.

At the end of this hell-like nightmare, the magnificent tide that filled the sky and covered the earth was so beautiful, just like the crystallization of destruction and death.

That is the end of the road.

In the carbonized throat, a laugh like a cry was emitted.

He gasped, struggling forward, one step, then another...

Toward Ji Jue.

But now, Ji Jue was no longer afraid.

At that moment, someone appeared beside him.

It was Old Zhang.

Just like this, watching the dying beast gradually shatter amidst the wailing, the burning footprints stopped abruptly halfway.

Herbert fell backward toward the sky.

In the dim vision, the blood color above the sky seemed to fade away.

The sunset was magnificent, the evening glow was brilliant.

The broken arm raised, grabbing toward the last wisp of sunset afterglow in vain.

Thus, fell apart.

The endless war ended.

Finally, can have a good sleep...

Following the death of the enemy, Old Zhang looked around, and after confirming that there were no hidden dangers, he patted Ji Jue on the shoulder.

"Did a good job, I said I wanted to help, but you solved it yourself?" He sighed: "It's just, the scale is a bit exaggerated."

Looking at the exaggerated scene in front of him, he couldn't help but pat his bald head.

The ability of young people to make trouble really cannot be underestimated. He just didn't pay attention, and poked such a big hole... Should he say that the Yangtze River waves push the waves?

When he was young, he fought to the death and only smashed a few walls, but now the Chosen Ones are more like demolition teams one by one.

Even if Wen Wen didn't have a sense of proportion when she acted, Ji Jue actually started to have a bit of blue coming out of blue.

He bared his teeth, mourning for the wallet of Beishan District again.

The future scenery is afraid that it will not be easy...

"Old Zhang, how long have you been watching?" Ji Jue asked after coming back to his senses.

"Just arrived, just arrived!"

Old Zhang shook his cattail fan, looking left and right: "Oh, the people from the Imperial Foundation who came to silence, really tricky."

Got it, is it thorny in the literal sense?!

"Hey, isn't this wanting to see your performance? Without experiencing wind and waves, how can you gain growth?"

Growth? Me? Are you sure?

Ji Jue's expression twitched, answering numbly: "According to my experience, people who experience too many wind and waves generally won't grow, they will only become wave-driven."

Saying that, after the spiritual quality recovered a little, he propped himself up, jumped down from the car, carried the toolbox, and ran wildly in small steps.

Toward the last legacy of the deceased.

Corpse, corpse, rescuing the corpse is urgent!!!

Once a person is completely dead, the spiritual quality dissipates, and the Blessing begins to collapse. I don't know how much can still be rescued. But seeing this guy so crazy, I'm afraid the Blessing is also a top-grade product that has undergone several qualitative leaps.

Besides, even if it's burned to ashes, it can be taken back and used as material, and there are many uses!

Must race against time.

Without Qiu Ge by his side, he could only save it with mercury first, hoping the Blessing wouldn't dissipate too quickly.

"Wait wait wait—"

Faster than him, it was Tong Hua.

Enduring the feeling of nausea and disgust, Tong Hua held her nose, finished the psychological work, and finally reached out toward the corpse.

Although the person was a bit stupid, a bit silly, IQ a bit low, head a bit iron, brain a bit not good, but the radar cultivated in a family like the Tong family where the whole family is ether fun-seekers still keenly sensed something wrong.

It was as if a senior reader suddenly frowned when the author turned the pen to the side line at the critical moment of the plot, and some guesses appeared in his heart—this guy, isn't he going to start watering?

Ether eye observation, locking, capturing.

Matrix · Yesterday Reappears.

Tong Hua's fingers touched the broken fingers of the residual limb for an instant, and her face changed drastically.

"Ruined!"

Old Zhang's brows instantly wrinkled, "What's wrong?"

"There is a problem, definitely a problem."

Tong Hua let go of her hand and said decisively: "The sin-tainted transformation process of this person was artificially catalyzed!"

"Judging from the records of physical sign changes, looking back a month ago, he was in a controllable and stable state. He should have been in treatment, using inhibitors. Although the quality was average and the sin-tainted transformation couldn't be contained, it was still in a stable period. As long as he injected regularly, he could maintain the status quo.

As a result, today, the sin-tainted transformation trend suddenly accelerated. It only took half a day from entering the stable period to the acute period! That medicine is definitely problematic, and before we arrived, there was abnormal interference and tampering in his ether records, the fault in consciousness is very obvious, and a large amount of garbled memory that cannot be traced back yet was stuffed into it... It's the Heart Pivot!"

She said, "There was interference from the Heart Pivot series Blessing in his consciousness, triggering his shell shock, making him enter a stress state, directly catalyzing the sin-tainted transformation process!"

Once the words were spoken, everyone fell into silence.

Xiao An still didn't seem to understand, Ji Jue's experience was too little and he hadn't had time to react, but Old Zhang's brows were already wrinkled, and his face gradually became gloomy.

A sin-tainted stage large group Chosen One using problematic drugs and in a precarious psychological state? At this juncture? Came to Yacheng? And happened to be dragged into the internal strife of the Imperial Foundation?

It's like a high-risk mental patient specially sent out from a mental hospital and placed in a public place. As long as there is a slight stimulation—a word, a laugh, a loud noise, a signal, it will collapse the last dam.

From the moment he entered Yacheng, he had become a time bomb!!!

Even, worse...

Ji Jue looked back in realization, unbelievable: "Someone deliberately sent him to An..."

"Little Ji—"

Old Zhang interrupted him before he finished speaking.

The moment Ji Jue realized, he immediately shut up.

"Actually, you misunderstood."

After a brief pondering, Old Zhang said slowly: "Things aren't that complicated. We happened to encounter this group of people fighting internally, inferred it as uneven distribution of loot, and after experiencing dangers, we shot and killed the fleeing large group mercenaries before they could cause more damage, no survivors.

Other unnecessary things, don't mention them in the report."

"Due to the collapse and severe damage of the scene, the body was basically not found. Bringing two knives and a few weapons back as evidence is enough.

As for the 'other' things, I remember that for the Ember series, it seems to be useful."

He looked at Ji Jue meaningfully: "Do me a favor, just trouble you to take it back, handle it however you want, just as soon as possible."

He clearly had a deep understanding of the handling of the Ember path. After the materials went through two or three processes, no matter how awesome the ether was, it couldn't read the original content, so naturally, there was no need to worry.

As of now, sensing so many strange things and doubts, even if one thinks more, one can feel that the killing among the Bai Lu is no longer simple.

Or rather, from the beginning, it was not an accident.

The hand behind the scenes vaguely revealed a trace.

But it has nothing to do with the Security Bureau.

They can't go any deeper, they must stop the loss in time.

The life and death of a bunch of trash has nothing to do with me. If the Imperial Foundation explodes tomorrow, will the Security Bureau shed a tear?

The top priority is to remove Beishan District from this damn trouble, shake it clean, and ensure that those dirty things don't stick to it at all.

Cannot become a fuse, not even a spark can be left.

Otherwise, if something happens later, I'm afraid there will be no shortage of people using Beishan District to make articles for the Security Bureau.

The more troublesome and serious the matter is, the more people will hope to have another thing to help themselves share attention and attract focus. Whether it is someone with ulterior motives in the dark or a guy who wants to solve the trouble as soon as possible, they will not be soft-handed at that time.

At that time, Old Zhang can just retire and continue to open a massage shop, but for Wen Wen, Tong Hua, Xiao An, and even Ji Jue who came to help, it is endless trouble.

"I understand."

In the brief eye contact, Ji Jue understood: "That's just right, I have nothing to do, help you 'retrieve' the surveillance."

Old Zhang nodded.

Patted him on the shoulder silently.

After understanding his meaning, Tong Hua and Ji Jue immediately started to get busy.

Collecting physical evidence, preparing records, and finishing the scene.

This was just a normal mission attendance. When the Beishan District investigated a vicious crime, they tracked down a group of fleeing criminals and killed them all.

It was the same as their work in the past, nothing strange.

Everything was normal.

From the scene's camera records and ether residues, it was all like this, but the damage caused was a bit large, so it was a bit incomplete, still very normal, impeccable.

As for what the box that appeared on the Little Niu Ma car bucket was, no one cared.

After communicating the situation of the scene with the late police, directing them to set up isolation lines, and issuing the contact information of the Beishan District company to the insurance companies of the accident victims, Old Zhang's work temporarily ended.

He unscrewed the super large water bottle he carried with him, looked up and drank, and chewed the tea leaves soaked for an afternoon, gazing at the neon in the night, and suddenly sighed.

"Troubled autumn."

He reached out and rubbed Xiao An's hair, and said softly: "Go back after you're busy."

"Okay."

Xiao An nodded.

And under the same night, on the other side of Yacheng, the commotion had just begun.

Ten minutes ago, Yacheng, Fanglan District, Mingyue Building.

The door was crowded.

Both sides of the street were decorated with lanterns, looking festive.

"Uncle Hu, long time no see, please come in."

"Chairman Liu, old friend, why be so polite, please come in."

Among the coming guests, Lei Yaoxing stood at the door, greeting the arriving guests with a warm smile, but on both sides of the street, there stood one after another cold men with expressionless faces, cold eyes sweeping over every irrelevant person who dared to approach.

And after inviting the Chief Inspector of the Fanglan District Police Station into the door, someone walked to his side with small steps and whispered: "Beishan District seems to have some problems."

Lei Yaoxing nodded calmly after listening, just waved his hand: "Don't be nosy, wait until tonight is over."

Then, put on a smile again and greeted another guest.

"Big brother, it's really not like you, actually taking the initiative to talk about numbers?" The smoky and charming Eleventh Sister pushed away the blocker and stepped on the steps: "So fast to get those uncles out to stand for you?"

"Dad is still in the hospital, the situation is not good, have time to see him more."

Lei Yaoxing patted her hand: "Growing up together, we are all family, what hurdle can't be crossed?"

"Really determined to eat me?" Eleventh Sister sneered.

"What eat or not, did brother treat you badly since childhood?" Lei Yaoxing sighed slightly, earnestly: "In the final analysis, we are all family, harmony brings wealth.

Today is very important to brother, give me some face, even if you want to fight to the death with the fourth and seventh, you don't have to pick today. Even if the situation is ugly, brother still can't bear to see you sad. That old house in Nanlu District, did I ever move it?"

Eleventh Sister's expression stiffened, her eyes pitch black, as if choosing people to eat.

But Lei Yaoxing just patted her on the shoulder, "It's getting late, go in and sit, talk about anything after eating... Oh, Secretary Li, welcome, welcome."

He took the initiative to walk toward another person, shook hands to signal, greeted enthusiastically, and invited into the door.

The banquet hall was already bustling, familiar people sat together, holding teacups, smiling at each other, but when exchanging eyes, they always carried some indescribable things.

Always couldn't help but look toward the door.

Until a black sedan stopped at the door, and a round-faced middle-aged man with dull glasses walked out of it, his figure slightly fat, simply like an enlarged version of Chen Yubo, but his skin color was much darker than his, his smile was gentle, and he waved to the people around him.

It's hard to imagine that this is the Imperial big owl who indirectly triggered the White Deer civil war and Yacheng turmoil.

After four consecutive days of war, Chen Xingzhou finally appeared in public.

Looked at the steps.

For a moment, Lei Yaoxing's gaze collided with his, but there was no anger or darkness, and even the smiles of the two didn't change at all.

A few short seconds made everyone subconsciously hold their breath.

Until Lei Yaoxing took the initiative to walk down the steps and greet the most important guest tonight.

The two walked together with a smile.

Palms held together.

Soft and stable, as if the tacit understanding of cooperation in the past.

"Didn't expect, you really dare to come."

Lei Yaoxing sighed: "Underestimated you."

"The uncles said to talk, you want to talk about numbers, how could I not come, it's impossible to sit and wait for death, right?" Chen Xingzhou was indifferent: "Thought about how to deal with me today?"

"Guests are guests, I don't have the habit of doing anything to guests." Lei Yaoxing said, "Even if it's not talked about, if there is anything, talk about it after tonight."

Saying that, he took the initiative to lead the way forward.

Chen Xingzhou waved his hand, stopped Uncle Lin behind from following, and went up with the banquet host, looking closely and intimately.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the soft muffled sound came.

Boom!

Chen Xingzhou's footsteps stopped in place.

Lowered his head in confusion.

Saw a trace of blood permeating his chest, raised his head in confusion, looked at Lei Yaoxing beside him, subconsciously grabbed him, opened his mouth as if to say something, but couldn't make a sound.

Shock, dullness, confusion, and then realization.

Amidst the chaos around, his palm loosened powerlessly, leaving only a scarlet blood mark on the pure white dress.

Fell backward toward the sky.

There was a terrified scream.

Just like those late wails in the pool of blood.

They never stopped, continued from the darkness, sang in the killing of wolves and deer.

From beginning to end, the Bai Lu witnessed everything.

The blood-stained prologue, thus opened... ===== CHAPTER