The muffled sound of gunfire echoed on the forty-ninth floor of the fortress.
This weapon is so powerful!
Wang Jixuan watched as An Qian, a D-level psychic energy user, fell weakly to the ground, her body missing half of it. He couldn't help but tighten his lips behind his helmet.
He quickly realized...
Times have indeed changed!
Considering that this anti-material sniper rifle was only a personal weapon and that the fortress strictly limited the flow of powerful weapons into the lower city, they actually had even stronger gear!
Wang Jixuan felt a sharp tug in his heart. He decided to be a bit friendlier towards Zhou Yanei in the future, treating him like a half-friend.
There was no choice; Daoist Wang had to face reality.
The reality was that the amount of spiritual energy in this world was too low, and his cultivation speed was far slower than in his past life. Even in the Wanli Gold greenhouse area, he had only gone from "unable to establish a foundation before his lifespan ends" to "probably able to establish a foundation before his lifespan ends." The Qi Refining stage was the simplest of the four stages of foundation establishment.
By the time he fully established his foundation, he could block this hit if he was prepared. If caught off guard and shot in the head by this gun, the chances of survival were slim...
Though his thoughts were somewhat complicated, he didn't waste time. He grabbed his weapon and turned to run.
The target was complete; there was no need to linger.
He didn't want to face off against the sniper from the Black Fire Gang. He managed to take down An Qian purely because of the series of calculations he made earlier and the rifle's built-in targeting system.
However, Wang Jixuan didn't plan to let the Black Fire Gang off easily.
Taking advantage of the chaos on their side, he prepared to quickly maneuver to another position, going in and out quickly, drawing his gun, and fighting fiercely...
Hmm?
Wang Jixuan suddenly frowned. He dashed to the edge of a sewage ditch, crouched down, closed his eyes, and focused, quickly moving his fingers like a sword.
Several talismans stuck in the hidden corners of the wooden house flickered slightly.
The surveillance device Zhou Zhengde got was sacrificed in many ways for concealment and could only be used within a twenty-meter range.
But it was okay; Daoist Wang had a whole new system beyond technology and psychic energy.
Vague images floated in his mind.
A drunken member of the Wanli Gold Gang was grinning as he approached a trembling girl named Yezi in the corner. Yezi's shoulder was exposed, her clothing torn, revealing a light-colored bra.
She held a kitchen knife tightly, her small hand shaking, her expression calm but her eyes determined.
Wang Jixuan frowned slightly.
He glanced in the direction of the wooden house. To get back from here, he would have to cross an entire territory of Wanli Gold, which would take about ten minutes. If he took a shortcut, six or seven minutes would be enough.
Behind him, the Black Fire Gang was already in chaos. An Qian's death had caused great panic among them. He could easily expand his victory...
Wang Jixuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
When the moment to cut comes, one must not hesitate.
Follow your heart, and leave no regrets!
Whoosh!
With energy surging through him, he shot back into the Black Fire Gang's territory like an arrow released from a bow.
...
Inside the wooden house.
The drunken man greedily sniffed the faint scent of the girl who had just bathed, slowly closing in on Yezi.
"Little Yezi, I've missed you for a long time... Don't worry, the fight over at the Black Fire Gang has started. Our people have all gone over; no one will know I'm here."
"Be a good girl and let me strip you down. I'll tell you how happy this is. You're a big girl now; come on, come here."
Yezi's small face turned pale, and her hand holding the kitchen knife trembled continuously.
Suddenly.
Click.
The sound of a safety being released was clear in the dim corner. An old lady raised a gun, aiming at the drunken man's temple.
The drunken man froze for a moment. "Hey, hey, old lady, are you serious? You have so many kids; what's wrong with giving me one to play with? I can pay; I really like this little Yezi."
"Don't move, you brainless garbage."
Old Lady Kong's voice was incredibly calm, so calm that the drunken man's instinctive motion to reach for his gun paused.
She would really pull the trigger.
The drunken man accurately made that judgment.
Old Lady Kong slowly stepped out of the corner and coldly said, "Go to the second floor, Yezi."
With a clatter, the kitchen knife fell to the ground. Yezi covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes, and she ran up to the second floor.
Old Lady Kong whispered, "You've made a very unwise decision. No one can bully my children."
"Alright, old lady!"
The drunken man wore an impatient expression.
"If you dare to shoot, my brothers will blow this place to pieces and take your kids to the perverted district of Happy City, putting you in your place. You're just an old hag living off your age..."
Bang!
The polished silver revolver spat out a flame.
Blood and brain matter exploded from the drunken man's head, and his body slumped down helplessly.
Old Lady Kong walked out of the dark corner with an expressionless face, looking down at the drunken man as she raised her gun.
Bang, bang!
"Put yourself in your place, young garbage."
"Why didn't the alarm system go off? Didn't I turn it on?"
Suddenly.
A double-barrel shotgun was pressed against Old Lady Kong's back.
A somewhat burly figure appeared at the junction of the dining room and the staircase.
"I turned off the alarm system. This unlucky guy was arranged by me.
"Don't move, and don't turn around. I know your shooting skills are great, even if you're almost seventy."
"Xiao Hua?" Old Lady Kong frowned slightly.
"Uh-huh."
The newcomer slowly stepped forward, revealing his face.
It was Thomas, without any makeup to disguise himself, wearing a black shirt paired with a bulletproof vest, his gun slightly trembling in his hand.
He whispered, "I'm sorry, Mom, I didn't want it to come to this."
Old Lady Kong's expression gradually calmed. "When did you find out?"
"When I was sixteen."
Thomas smiled slightly.
"Once, after eating the porridge you put sleeping pills in, I felt sick and threw it up. In the middle of my sleep, I heard you arguing with someone else.
"Let me think... That time, it should have been the third-in-command of the Black Fire Gang, Wen Heisen, who came to talk to you about your brother, Big Mouth Hua.
"I think he said that Big Mouth Hua had raped a pair of twins, the daughters of a mid-level manager in the Black Fire Gang. To protect Big Mouth Hua, he took care of that mid-level manager and cleaned up over a dozen of his direct subordinates, causing a stir in the gang.
"What you said back then is still very clear in my memory.
"You said you only had two sons, one who went to the upper city to work as a researcher at the Thirteen Institute, and the other was Big Mouth Hua, who was born from stored fertilized eggs. Big Mouth Hua could be taught a lesson but couldn't get into trouble.
"You needed genetic inheritance.
"Did I remember wrong, Mom?"
Old Lady Kong nodded expressionlessly.
"So! What am I?"
Thomas's voice carried a hint of anger.
"You are my child," Old Lady Kong said softly, "that won't change. But there is a difference. Genetic inheritance is a way of continuing life, but it doesn't deny our feelings, Hua."
"Then for the sake of our feelings, can you die?"
Thomas said seriously:
"I came here today, and only one person knows. That person is my partner from the upper city.
"I have three things to do: kill you, take your accounts, and blow up the tunnels here."
Old Lady Kong frowned and asked, "You even know about the tunnels here?"
"You can go directly down from your secret room, sit in your chair, or open your bookshelf. Two ways."
Thomas smiled slightly:
"My partner is very capable.
"Our plan was never going to fail from the start. Do you know what the most interesting part is?
"I personally delivered the mysterious psychic energy user you were looking for to you, hahaha! This is too interesting. That Zhou Tiantian, he wears a nano mask. He is Mu Liang, and he is also looking for you.
"He and his silly partner Zhou Zhengde think they can control the situation and are gradually taking down the Black Fire Gang.
"Please, they are just two dogs, two dogs driven by my partner.
"He helped us find the secret tunnels, and the information sent to Zhou Zhengde will be captured by the omnipresent cameras around him. Those cameras are also very interesting; they come from another mother's twisted love, a mother who is afraid her son has radical thoughts and monitors him at all times."
Old Lady Kong's eyes showed a hint of realization: "No wonder I always felt there was something different about Zhou Tiantian. He is Mu Liang, the accomplice in killing my younger son."
"Yes, it's a perfect plan."
Thomas said with a smile:
"Now, Mu Liang is going to take out the psychic energy users in the Black Fire Gang. We helped him a lot behind the scenes, including getting him a large-caliber sniper rifle to ensure he can take out a psychic energy user. Of course, if he dies, it doesn't matter; there will be a cleanup team later.
"Mom, only after you die can I gather my siblings back.
"I don't need to call back all three hundred.
"As long as there are dozens, our bond will be enough to establish the foundation of a gang. I've even thought of a new name for the gang: the Wooden House Brotherhood. Cool, right?
"The Wooden House Brotherhood will replace the Black Fire Gang. My partner has already arranged everything.
"I will fully inherit your legacy and then pin your death on Mu Liang. That way, Mu Liang will be hated by your biological son, and he will have to align himself with the military, completely becoming a knife in my partner's hand.
"It's like killing five birds with one stone. In short... the accounts or the list, whatever it is, give it to me!
"I don't want to torture you!
"This list is incredibly valuable! That way, I can grasp the secrets of those nobles in the upper city and see who has organs that don't belong to them."
Old Lady Kong sighed softly, closing her eyes: "I can give it to you, Thomas, not because you threaten me, but because... you are my child."
"This doesn't work for me. Open your secret room; the accounts can only be in there, right?"
"Actually, it's not in there, but if you want to see it, you can."
Old Lady Kong smiled slightly:
"I hope this place can be preserved to continue helping those orphans. Everything here, I will hand over to you.
"You are the best child because you pushed me to the edge.
"Inheritance is always the most important."
"What is this? Crocodile tears? You better not pull any tricks on me."
Thomas said softly:
"Now is the best time for me to act. All the various forces are focused on the war between Mu Liang and the Black Fire Gang, and no one can come to save you.
"Mom, just help me out."
Old Lady Kong shook her head helplessly, her eyes filled with calm, slowly being pushed back to the desk by the gun barrel.
There was no chair at the desk; she had been monitoring the battle on the Black Fire Gang's side in her secret room. Because Yezi was threatened by that drunken man, she came out to rescue her, falling into a trap.
That's right.
Thomas always liked to play the "yellow sparrow." He was indeed a suitable heir. If she could just persuade him to ally with her eldest son, then she wouldn't have any regrets.
Kong Lianmei sighed and activated the cover of a book on the bookshelf, pressing down with her thumb.
A bookshelf opened outward, and a circular platform turned, revealing a chair behind the wooden wall, and...
Sitting in the chair was a man in black clothes and a black helmet.
The room fell silent instantly.
"Mu Liang!"
Thomas's eyes widened, muscles tensed, aiming to shoot!
Wang Jixuan, whose forehead sweat had faded, suddenly waved his hand!
Whoosh!
Two bone-piercing darts shot out!
Thomas and Kong Lianmei both had holes appear in their foreheads, and their bodies fell simultaneously.
Daoist Wang smiled apologetically at the two corpses.
"Sorry, it was a reflex."
He stepped out of the secret room, looking out the window, where Thomas's car was parked, with two auras inside—one familiar, one unfamiliar.
Wang Jixuan picked up Thomas's shotgun and fired a shot at the floor before jumping out the window.
Inside the car.
The first secretary of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Wen Ying, heard the gunfire inside and a charming smile spread across her lips.
The plan seemed to be going smoothly; had the list been obtained?
As long as she got that list, she might have a chance to take a crucial step forward...
A slight noise came from beside her.
Wang Jixuan opened the back door of the car, bent down, and got in.
(End of Chapter)