boom!
The sudden explosion woke up the northeastern area of ​​the Resurrection City.
A two-story building that was usually used as a resting place for members of the Black Fire Gang suddenly erupted into thick smoke.
Wang Jixuan, who was walking through the darkness, turned over and jumped onto the roof of a roadside building without making any sound, hiding low in the corner.
He raised his hand and tapped the edge of his helmet. The tactical helmet automatically switched to long-view mode. His field of vision turned light green, and he could see the movement trajectories of gangsters in low-light environments.
At this moment, Wang Jixuan was more than a kilometer away from the explosion point.
After killing more than a dozen Black Fire Gang thugs in the building, Wang Jixuan used a rope and two concentrated high-explosive grenades to create a door using the method recorded in the book "Weapons That Make Blade Beasts Fear" written by the old lady of the landlord.
The booby trap will be triggered.
Don't say it.
Don't even say it.
This is much more powerful than the low-level Explosive Talisman!
However, the Explosive Talisman can be infinitely stacked and detonated at the same time, so both have their own merits.
Wang Jixuan took advantage of the situation and took note of several buildings where at least ten armed men rushed out at the same time, turned around and ran into the night.
Before the Black Fire Gang turns on the 'Total Illumination' again, he must seize the time to sneak attack in a few more areas.
Also be careful to avoid the minimum number of three psykers.
A few minutes later.
A small dance hall full of gasps, moans, foul language, and laughter, waiting for its fate in the darkness.
There is a sign outside the song and dance hall that it is not open to the public, and an alarm is installed at the door to automatically capture the appearance of strangers.
Unfortunately, Wang Jixuan was not prepared to go through the gate.
He was sitting on the edge of the roof of this three-story building, his two feet dangling slightly in the air. His spiritual sense, which expanded the scope of exploration, carefully sensed everywhere and recorded more than thirty breaths of living people.
Wang Jixuan checked out four magazines and took them out, inserted them into both sides of the armed belt around his waist, held two pistols with silencers in his palms, and made several shooting postures.
Because the weapons and ammunition are all paid for by Young Master Zhou, and it is difficult for Young Master Zhou to obtain blade beast blood through channels, so...
‘Try not to waste a single talisman.’
Breathe in, breathe in, stop shaking your legs.
Wang Jixuan's figure fell like a free fall!
As soon as he landed a little lower, he hooked the edge of the roof with his left wrist, slid smoothly into the open window on the third floor, and kicked open the curtains.
The four men and four women who were doing some healthy exercise together after cooking were stunned for a moment at the same time, looking up at the smooth and round black helmet.
puff!
Wang Jixuan raised his hand and blasted a man with flowery arms.
Blood splattered all over the wall.
"ah--"
"Lie!"
Puff, puff!
The three blood flowers exploded almost at the same time. The remaining three men had no time to find cover, and holes appeared in their heads at the same time.
'You're so slow to respond, you still have the nerve to join a gang.'
Wang Jixuan curled his lips slightly and pointed the pistol at the screaming women.
They became silent for a moment.
In line with the rule of not killing women and children when cleaning up the demon sect, Wang Jixuan did not do much and walked quickly to the bedroom door.
Of course he noticed that a woman's expression was a little too calm, and he could also see that the woman was secretly grabbing the pistol on the bedside table.
Taoist Wang was not in a hurry, he just waited.
The woman grabbed the gun, cocked it skillfully and was about to raise the gun...
puff!
She suddenly raised her head, a bloody hole appeared between her eyebrows, and her eyes widened with reluctance.
'Even if I can't sense your evil spirit, I still can't see the tattoo on your body?'
Wang Jixuan silently walked to the door and sensed a group of thugs rushing towards him in the corridor. He buckled a grenade from his belt, pulled the ring, opened the door, and threw it out. He held a nut in his left hand and counted silently with a gun in his right hand.
Three, two, one.
boom!
A cloud of checkered dust erupted from the wall, and the three remaining women in the room screamed.
The next moment the explosion occurred, Wang Jixuan opened the door and dived, flicking his left wrist and launching the gun. The bolts shot out made holes in the smoke and dust generated by the explosion, and blood spattered from behind!
One after another muffled groans;
After the not intense gunshots.
The corridors were littered with the corpses of Blackfire Gang thugs.
Wang Jixuan jumped out of the window and crashed into the first floor. He fired two pistols at the same time, killing several gunmen looking upward at the stairs and making the smoke-filled dance floor even more chaotic.
It's a pity that there are still a few men and women full of evil spirits in the basement.
Wang Jixuan was far from being able to use earth escape now, and was not prepared to rush into an underground structure with only one-way passage. He could only simply throw two grenades into the basement, turn around and leave quickly.
Click!
The light of a flashbulb came on in the window across the street.
Wang Jixuan raised his hand and fired a shot, but the accuracy of the pistol was somewhat insufficient beyond a certain distance. The bullet floated past the forehead of the gang member behind the window, causing the gang member to lower his head to avoid it in fright.
Wang Jixuan didn't bother much, he scurried forward with a short body, his breath filled his legs as soon as he took off, and his body landed steadily on the roof of a building more than ten meters high, disappearing after a few ups and downs.
According to the previously planned attack route, Wang Jixuan waited quietly at the edge of the Black Fire Gang's territory.
After two gun battles, the entire Black Fire Gang was in chaos.
More than a dozen pickup trucks equipped with heavy machine guns carried a group of 'elite teams' to search back and forth.
But Wang Jixuan soon discovered that the Black Fire Gang still had no intention of illuminating the entire area.
——The power supply for cold storage and nutrition warehouses is even more important.
'If that's the case...'
Wang Jixuan took out a crumpled talisman from his coat pocket, and with his right hand, he drew a complicated light mark with his sword fingers.
The remnant soul that he had used up his spiritual power to preserve to this day reappeared, staring blankly at the huge helmet in front of him. After a while, his eyes lit up.
This remnant soul has almost dissipated naturally.
"God, God, I really, really have no savings, can't you still let me survive?"
Wang Jixuan's voice came from behind the helmet: "I haven't found a suitable body for you yet, so don't worry. I have the last question for you."
"Wha, what's the problem?"
Kooncho complained in frustration:
"When I finish answering, you will deal with me, right? It must be so, I know! Because I have done this before, first give some material hope, play with them, destroy this hope step by step and then appreciate their reaction
…”
Wang Jixuan's voice was a little cold: "I will definitely do what I said. Now, answer my last question!"
The remnant soul of Guwen Town trembled, and his Adam's apple shook up and down.
What other secrets does he have? He even took out his last pair of underwear!
Wang Jixuan groaned a few times.
Koon-machi looked inexplicably nervous.
Wang Jixuan suddenly asked: "Where are you hiding the tea?"
The remnant soul of Guwen Town slipped and almost fell to his knees.
No, this powerful guy is still hanging his tea leaves?
His tea...ah, no, it's a cold storage!
This mysterious psyker is going to raid the Blackfire Gang's largest cold storage facility!
…
Zhou Zhengde, who had just slept for less than three hours, was awakened by vibrations and ringing. He reluctantly opened his eyes and pressed the answer button of the simple projection device on the bedside table.
Several rays intertwined with each other, and a simple bust immediately appeared.
It was Ban Wenying who was wearing a gray suit and skirt.
"Zhengde, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but you must answer the minister's questions immediately."
"Huh? What?"
Zhou Zhengde rubbed his eyes, trying to wake himself up, and used the quilt to cover his pectoralis major muscles.
Ban Wenying held a tablet and said quickly:
"Half an hour ago, multiple reports came from the 49th floor. The Black Fire Gang was attacked. The mysterious psyker sneak attacked the Black Fire Gang's territory, killing at least 120 people and destroying the Black Fire Gang.
The largest underground facility.
"According to our tip feedback, the underground facility contains 13 material libraries and 36,000 blood products prepared for the United Defense Forces.
"There are also some...shady black products maintained by life-sustaining equipment.
"Because three sets of power supply equipment in the underground facilities were intentionally blown up by the psychic at the same time, and the upper and lower passages of the cold storage were blasted and paralyzed, these black products will soon become ineffective or dead.
"In addition, there are words like this left on the wall of the cold storage hall."
Ban Wenying turned the tablet towards the shooting device and moved closer.
Zhou Zhengde stared carefully at the eight big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes.
[It is best to have lighting throughout the entire area].
"He moves so big?" Zhou Zhengde was amazed.
"Zhengde."
Ban Wenying frowned and said:
"There are no secrets in the upper city, and it's no secret that you transport equipment to your psykers.
"The minister needs your answer...are you sure you want to do this to such an extreme degree?
"These are the minister's exact words. Her tone is very calm. After all, you are the future of the Zhou family, and she doesn't want to cause any further trouble with you over these trivial matters.
"But we can also use these black products as trophies."
Zhou Zhengde rubbed his cheeks with both hands: "Sister Ying, you know, Mu Liang is not my psyker, he is more like my friend and comrade-in-arms. We get along very well."
Ban Wenying said: "However, you have not given a report on his source so far."
"You can't force him to do anything," Zhou Zhengde raised his voice, "And what do you mean by what you just said, Sister Ban? You want to take this opportunity to cultivate your power and take over the Black Fire Gang's business, right?"
Ban Wenying said: "This is just a question given to you by the minister."
"Yes, as long as you do it to the best of your ability, I can give you a definite answer."
Zhou Zhengde said quickly:
"I'm sorry for the failure of blood products, but I don't think there's anything wrong with attacking the Black Fire Gang in this way!
"If Ms. Minister wants to ask, just say that this is my choice. Let a very small number of people in the fortress maintain their already too long life through organ transplantation. This is an injustice that I am clearly opposed to."
"Okay, I will give a clear reply to the minister."
Ban Wenying warned:
"Can you restrain your psyker? Don't let him destroy large facilities anymore. It takes a lot of resources to rebuild those things."
"It really depends on Mu Liang's mood."
Zhou Zhengde responded with a smile.
He didn't intend to persuade Mu Liang any more.
…
at the same time.
The 49th floor, the corner of Wanlijin Gang's territory.
Inside the quiet and spiritual cabin.
Wang Jixuan, naked to the waist, sat quietly on the open space under the bed, holding Yuan Shouyi in his arms, and fell into deep meditation.
Little bits of light invisible to the naked eye converged towards him, his breathing rate became lower and lower, and a bright light appeared under his skin.
A huge curtain seemed to appear behind him, and squares appeared on the curtain. Within it were scenes of battles that were not too intense and were basically repetitive, as well as some...
An experience that had a huge impact on his Taoist mind.
Like the cold storage of a pig slaughterhouse, hundreds of white corpses were hung up;
The 'material' lying in the nutrition warehouse, with its skin pierced by straws, and its soul almost dissipated;
The ‘patients’ who were put on the operating table and disemboweled by doctors with prosthetics...
There are more and more blocks, and the curtain can no longer fit.
Wang Jixuan's meditating figure remains motionless, like a rock or a clay sculpture.
The world is like a pagoda, and my way is like a rock.
Dong Dong Dong Dong!
A brisk knock on the door broke those scenes.
Wang Jixuan opened his eyes and glanced at the simple electronic clock on the wall beside him.
"Brother Tian is eating!"
Ye Zi's crisp call came from outside the door, and then she trotted away to take pictures of the doors of several other snoozing children.
Wang Jixuan jumped up, making almost no sound when his toes landed on the ground. He picked up the brown linen shirt on the side and quickly put it on.
When he came down, there were people sitting on both sides of the long table, and two three-year-old children were also sitting in the wooden child seats. Everyone was holding hands in an orderly manner.
These are the rules of the wooden house, set by Mrs. Kong.
Wang Jixuan sat at the end of the dining table, holding the palms of the two boys on the left and right, listening to Mrs. Kong speaking in a solemn and serious tone:
"As long as we help each other and support each other to move forward, we can light the fire of civilization step by step in the dark night."
The children repeated this sentence.
"Okay, enjoy your food," Mrs. Kong said seriously.
The children immediately started to move, and the sounds of spoons and plastic bowls colliding could be heard one after another.
Wang Jixuan lowered his head and was about to drink the porridge when his spiritual senses jumped slightly.
Today's porridge...huh? There's sweat medicine again?
This is the third time since he came here. Unlike the previous two times, which were fixed weekend nights, today's time is only two days apart from the last time.
Does the Blackfire Gang have to hold a meeting in advance?
Because of his attack tonight?
Wang Jixuan swallowed the delicious rice porridge with big mouthfuls.
Chapter completed!