Chapter 125: Die, die, die!

At this moment, Wen Wen spoke up, interrupting Tong Hua's attempt to continue pouring cold water on the situation.

"With the Wild Market in such a chaotic state right now, everyone is busy fighting to the death. In the short term, a guy as non-threatening as him doesn't even rank on Lei Yaoxing's list; he's not a priority."

He was the only one who couldn't be wiped out at a time like this.

Chen Xingzhou was already on the verge of death.

Chen Yubo could also die; he could die at any time, and anyone could kill him, but he could not die by his hand. Otherwise, everything that happened tonight would be set in stone.

The label of "rule-breaker" would be hammered onto his head, and he would never be able to take it off for the rest of his life.

Sometimes, the rules of the underworld are worth nothing, but at other times, they are heavier than mountains. When you want people to still believe in your promises, it is best to act like a human being.

Unfortunately, what happened tonight had already stripped away half of Lei Yaoxing's humanity. If he still had any thoughts of being the speaker who commands with a word, he had to preserve the other half.

"Since the people at the top are too busy to care about themselves, the only ones we have to deal with are a bunch of small-time nobodies and those flies that swarm in the moment they smell something rotten."

Wen Wen said slowly, "As long as Chen Xingzhou is lying in the hospital, you won't be on the threat list. The moment Chen Xingzhou breathes his last, you can jump ship completely."

"Looking at it this way, the situation is actually in your favor."

"..."

In the brief silence, Ji Jue subconsciously glanced at Old Zhang. Old Zhang pretended not to see and continued drinking his tea, so Ji Jue wisely shut his mouth.

Xiao An still didn't understand what was happening and looked at the exchange of glances between the two in confusion. Only the thick-headed Tong Hua, who always touched on the wrong subjects, exclaimed in shock:

"Sister Wen, you're so knowledgeable!"

"..."

Wen Wen glared at her irritably, her voice muffled: "Before I came to the Anquan Bureau, didn't I... have to earn some extra money too?"

"I get it, I get it."

Ji Jue nodded with emotion, suddenly feeling a sense of resonance.

These days, survival isn't easy; who doesn't have a side job, a part-time gig, or some small interests and hobbies, right?

For some reason, seeing that 'so you're one of those too' look of recognition, Wen Wen suddenly felt a surge of anger. Her fists tightened, but hindered by the presence of outsiders and the need to maintain her image, she couldn't smash his dog head. She could only grit her teeth and continue: "Don't be happy too soon. Even if the big storms don't blow your way, you still have to survive the aftermath of this period. When giants fight, they don't care how many ants are under their feet."

She suddenly asked: "Among the confidants Chen Xingzhou left behind, there must be a few you can trust, right?"

"Uncle Lin!"

Chen Yubo answered without hesitation, "Uncle Lin is absolutely trustworthy."

As Chen Xingzhou's confidant, assistant, and even his number one bodyguard, if Uncle Lin weren't trustworthy, Chen Xingzhou would have been dead long ago. What's more, even before his brother made his fortune, Uncle Lin had been looking after him in the shadows.

"Fine, then contact him."

Wen Wen made the final decision. She picked up the coarse tea from Ji Jue's house, frowned, and downed it in one go. After the slight smell of alcohol dissipated, she still couldn't help but sigh.

"That guy Chen Xingzhou..."

She said: "When I first came to Yacheng to take office, he was the first one to report the business details of the Beishan District to me. If it weren't for his support, I, a commander without an army, wouldn't have been able to hold this position."

For both public and private reasons, I owe him a favor.

Tian Yuan cannot intervene in this matter, but Bai Lu can."

She looked up at the young boy beside her who was holding a teacup and blinking.

Xiao An.

In the entire Beishan District, only Xiao An didn't need to worry about where he stood.

Because he already had a mountain of problems himself.

As a member of the An family of Bai Lu hunters, the fact that he had joined the Anquan Bureau had already shocked countless people. Now, even if he jumped into the infighting and slaughter, it could be explained as a private matter.

What's more, it was just skirting the edges.

"I'll leave this kid Ji Jue's safety to you." She patted Xiao An's head.

Xiao An was stunned for a moment, then smiled, showing no resistance:

"Okay."

For a split second, Ji Jue caught Old Zhang out of the corner of his eye looking like he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing and just lowered his head to drink tea.

He seemed to be holding back laughter.

Beside them, Chen Yubo was completely bewildered. Watching Wen Wen's arrangements, if his status hadn't been inappropriate, he might have asked directly: What about me? What about me? Do I not deserve to have a name?

Why are you assigning a bodyguard to a bodyguard?

What kind of nesting doll situation is this?

But then he thought, Xiao An protects Ji Jue, Ji Jue protects him, so by rounding it up, wouldn't that mean the Anquan Bureau is protecting him?

His sense of security seemed to have increased significantly.

Before leaving, Old Zhang patted Xiao An's head and gave a final instruction: "Protect him well, you hear?"

"Need you to say it!"

Ji Jue whistled, put his arm around Xiao An's shoulder, gave a thumbs up, and said confidently: "With me and Xiao An, it's rock solid!"

It's back! It's all back!

Doesn't this sense of security just shoot right up?!

Old Zhang smiled without a word. Wen Wen, however, took one last look at Ji Jue and suddenly beckoned: "Come here, I'll add a buff for you."

"Huh?"

While Ji Jue was still bewildered, he felt himself involuntarily bending over.

Following that came an unprecedented impact and sharp pain.

Without mercy, one punch!

Boom!

Ji Jue's vision went black, and he almost let out a yelp.

When he came to his senses, he realized the foreign spiritual quality had appeared on him. Pulling up his clothes, he finally saw a complex and bewitching emblem appearing on his abdomen.

A blessing from Minerva.

Wen Wen's spiritual quality was like a crystal, embedded within his body.

He could feel the terrifying power within, like a mountain flood or a volcanic eruption, yet at this moment, it was as quiet as stone. Even the spiritual quality flowing around it had slowed down significantly, as if it were about to be frozen.

Extreme motion and stillness actually appeared on one person's spiritual quality simultaneously, convertible at will; the explosion and stability of matter were just a thought away.

Not knowing how many qualitative leaps and blessings had interfered, such a high-level change simply left Ji Jue in awe.

It's just that the location and the pattern are a bit...

Does it seem a bit off?

Oh no, what if I turn into a star-striving member of the Anquan Bureau?

"Couldn't you have picked another spot?!"

"Where else? Your hand?" Wen Wen was amused, "That would work too, and usually that's how it's done, but do you not want your matrix anymore?"

If it were purely for ease of use, the palm or the back of the hand would be the best choices for placement.

It's just a pity that those places were already filled by the Non-Aggression pact, not an inch left. The entry and solidification of foreign spiritual quality would only interfere with the matrix's operation, or even cause tremors and damage.

That was why she 'had no choice' but to give Ji Jue a hit on the stomach.

But then she thought, the head seems to work too; should she add another one for him?

Sensing Wen Wen's eager look, Ji Jue subconsciously took two steps back toward Chen Yubo, shielding his friend in front of him. Wen Wen clicked her tongue, but in the end, she didn't smash Chen Yubo's head in.

"Alright, the Sword of Minerva is yours."

Wen Wen waved goodbye, "Fight if you can win, run if you can't. With Xiao An there, he can at least save your life. As for the rest, it depends on your luck."

"This is all I can do."

For the sake of Chen Xingzhou's past favor, she gave advice; for the sake of Ji Jue, she arranged personnel and gave the blessing and power of Minerva.

Everything she could do, she had already done.

It could be said that she had done her utmost.

If Ji Jue was really stubborn enough that he couldn't even settle things with this move and still refused to leave, then it could only be said that he was courting his own death.

Seeing Ji Jue about to say something else, she clenched her fist and interrupted him with the crisp sound of rubbing knuckles: "If you really want to thank me, work hard for me in the future and treat me to a few more drinks when you make money."

"Alright, the people have arrived, you should go."

Outside Ji Jue's house, an unmarked black sedan slowly came to a stop.

Uncle Lin stepped out of the car. Seeing Chen Yubo, he finally let out a sigh of relief. When he looked at Ji Jue and the others from the Beishan District, he seemed to understand something, gave a grateful smile, and bowed in salute.

The two sides had no contact, not even a word.

They just brushed past each other and drove off in different directions.

Just like that, they went far away.

However, in the Anquan Bureau's car... after sending Tong Hua home and leaving, Wen Wen couldn't hold it in any longer; she bent over and began to cough violently.

Heart-wrenching.

Her lungs emitted a hollow and tearing echo.

Blood seeped out from between her fingers, and before it could hit the ground, it quickly solidified into crystalline, translucent beads.

Crack!

The steering wheel showed cracks between her contracting fingers.

In the passenger seat, Old Zhang seemed to have long been accustomed to this.

After getting out of the car and pushing it to the side of the road, he opened the trunk, found an iron box, and took out a pneumatic injector that had been pre-filled at the factory.

Aiming at her neck, the medicine was pumped in instantly, bringing her a brief moment of respite.

Finally, Old Zhang reached out and pressed his hand on her shoulder.

The pure vitality of the Vortex Path appeared, radiating a glowing white light, flowing and mending the old wounds of her shell. It was a pity that it could only be a futile repair; it could not remove the shadow of spiritual quality that was nailed into her heart like a sharp blade.

That was the wound left by the Heavenly Human.

When her condition finally stabilized slightly, Old Zhang let go, crumpled the injector into a pile of fragments, and threw it to the side: "If your body is injured, don't rashly use Minerva's Transcendent Blessing. Are you really that unafraid of death?"

"I'm just worried."

Wen Wen leaned back in the chair, her pale face still stained with blood, and gave a self-deprecating smile: "Anyway, it's not the first time I've sought my own death."

"To still be alive and lingering under the Heavenly Human's absolute punishment is already a stroke of luck. You'd better pay more attention to your own condition."

Old Zhang let go. A wound had appeared between his fingers at some point, and as spiritual quality surged into it, it hissed and crackled.

Just the contact with that spiritual quality brought the infection and counterattack of that shadow. He shook his palm, and in the blink of an eye, a layer of skin peeled off, then another, and another.

After four layers of shedding, it disappeared without a trace.

"The wounds left by the Heavenly Human can only be restored by the Heavenly Human. If you keep standing still like this, your condition will only get worse." The old man's face showed a rare seriousness: "Although the Dragon Path is distinct from the Sages and slightly more cruel and violent, it is at least an orthodox path of supreme goodness. Why be so resistant?"

"Forget it."

Wen Wen sighed wearily, "I became a Heaven-Chosen not to destroy anything, and I don't want to create any more natural disasters just to save my own life."

"If I die, then it's all over. Let the evil karma inherited by the Wen family end with me."

Old Zhang shook his head and sighed: "If Wen Zheng knew his daughter looked down on him so much, he'd probably wake up in a rage even in his sleep, right?"

"That kind of dog shit, let him go to hell!"

Wen Wen raised her hand without hesitation and gave a middle finger to the night sky outside the window.

The night sky was silent, enduring the humiliation without a sound.

Only a single line of starlight flickered in indignation.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Under the same night sky, in another office, amidst the burning of a cigar and swirling smoke, the arriving participants already had veins bulging, unable to restrain their fury.

"Yucheng is dead, and Little Zhou is lying in the hospital, legs gone, never to stand up again. Those bastards, I'm going to kill them, kill them all!"

The tattooed Heaven-Chosen was almost unable to restrain his violence, his eyes blood-red: "It's all that dog Chen Xingzhou! Why did he have to die right in front of our door? I think he did it on purpose to play us! He's the one harming you, Brother Xing, you can't let him fool you!"

"Enough, shut up!"

Another gaunt man across the table raised his eyes, his pupils a pale white, shooting out fierce light: "Brother Xing hasn't spoken yet, is there any room for you to fart here!"

The auras of many Bai Lu Heaven-Chosen intertwined in one place, and the entire office had already turned into a Demonic Realm that would make ordinary people faint in terror. Yet, only in the center was there a patch of calm, with not a single aura daring to approach within three feet.

Like crazed beasts not daring to offend the monster's majesty.

Lei Yaoxing lowered his eyes, a breathtakingly sharp aura appearing on him for an instant, then slowly dissipating: "The things inside this might not be unrelated to Chen Xingzhou, but what happened tonight was not an act."

Right under his nose, all of this happened.

Caught off guard.

But from beginning to end, Chen Xingzhou could not deceive his perception.

That bullet, which traveled thousands of meters and shot into his heart from behind—until it hit the target, he hadn't perceived it at all. In other words, if the bullet's target had been him, he absolutely would not have been able to dodge it.

And Chen Xingzhou wasn't even a Heaven-Chosen.

Aside from a few alchemical works that were better than nothing, he had no reliance at all.

In an instant, the bullet destroyed his heart, toxins spread, dissolving internal organs, corroding nerves, and even capable of polluting the soul.

Right before his eyes, Chen Xingzhou fell into a pool of blood, quickly losing all signs of life.

Even when rescued by the Vortex-system Heaven-Chosen on the spot, it was to no avail.

He still hasn't been able to leave the emergency room.

Moreover, at that instant, if Lei Yaoxing had been willing, at such close range, he could have extinguished Chen Xingzhou's last thread of life without anyone knowing.

The only reason he didn't act was to let him live, or to preserve his brain and memories for the Heaven-Chosen of the Heart-Pivot system to search and read.

The Baitiao Gang that did the dirty work for Chen Xingzhou had already vanished into smoke, and the remaining subordinates had started infighting the moment Chen Xingzhou was sent to the operating room. The former top horse came to surrender overnight and was still kneeling downstairs waiting for Lei Yaoxing's audience. As for the rest, only a few confidants remained, now also in chaos.

Everything he had built had vanished into smoke, along with his critical injury.

Collapsing without a fight.

"Send people to watch Jici Hospital."

Lei Yaoxing ordered expressionlessly: "If he dies, then it's all over. If he survives... then clean it up. Also, watch his brother, arrange people to keep an eye on him, don't act rashly."

"Young Master Xing."

The old man's expression was solemn: "If we wipe them out now, the uncles might..."

"Even if I don't wipe them out, would they stand on my side?!"

Lei Yaoxing was furious, cracks appearing on the table in front of him: "Get it straight, there is no possibility of negotiation now. Either they die, or we die. Is there any other choice?"

"What about the Seventh Young Master..." someone asked hesitantly.

Old Seven, who had originally been on the same boat as Lei Yaoxing, was now secretly contacting the uncles, wanting to set things right and settle the debts of sin...

Lei Yaoxing laughed: "Heh, what a good brother I have."

Not just Old Seven, but also Old Nine and Little Eleven.

Not to mention the other big shots who were originally loyal to Lei Wuye: Kou Shui Kun, who smuggled contraband drugs; Jin Ya Bao, who secretly controlled all the casinos and lottery dens in Yacheng; and the Boat City boy who had washed his hands clean and thought he had made it ashore...

"Then fight, let's fight!"

Lei Yaoxing waved his hand, issuing the order that sent the beasts into a frenzy, "Fight until they lose, fight until they submit, fight until they die! After all that talk, isn't the speaker the one who is the hardest and strongest?

The manager of the Wild Market, I want them to kneel and beg me to do it!"

Those who aren't willing to kneel, then die!

"Damn, life is going so well?"

Under the same night sky, Ji Jue looked at everything before him, his initial enthusiasm to help instantly turning cold. He subconsciously wanted to cup his hands to Chen Yubo and leave:

"I thought about it carefully, evil deeds lead to self-destruction, and those who walk the underworld always have to pay it back.

Since death is at your doorstep, you might as well go die!" ===== CHAPTER 126 =====