Chapter 30 Black Storm

Chapter 30 Black Storm

Chapter 30 Black Storm
boom!
The sudden explosion woke up the northeastern area of ​​the Resurrection City.

A two-story building that usually served as a resting place for members of the Black Fire Gang was now emitting thick smoke.

Wang Jixuan, who was moving in the darkness, turned over and jumped onto the roof of a roadside building. Without making any sound, he crouched and hid in the corner.

He raised his hand and tapped the edge of the helmet, and the tactical helmet automatically switched to long-range mode. His field of vision turned light green, and he could see the movements of each gangster in the low-light environment.

At this moment, Wang Jixuan was more than one thousand meters away from the explosion point.

After killing a dozen Black Fire Gang thugs in the building, Wang Jixuan referred to the methods recorded in the landlady's book "Weapons That Fear Blade Beasts" and used a rope and two concentrated high-explosive grenades to make a booby trap that would be triggered when entering the door.

Don't say it.

Don't even say it.

This is much more powerful than the low-level fire blast talisman!

However, the Explosive Fire Talisman can be stacked infinitely and detonated at the same time, so the two have their own advantages.

Wang Jixuan took note of several buildings from which at least ten militants had rushed out at the same time, then turned and ran into the night.

Before the Black Fire Gang activated 'Full Illumination' again, he had to hurry up and launch sneak attacks on more areas.

Also be careful to avoid psykers, which number at least three.

A few minutes later.

A small dance hall filled with gasps, groans, swear words and laughter, was waiting for its fate in the darkness.

There is a sign outside the dance hall saying it is not open to the public, and there is an alarm installed at the door that automatically captures images of strangers.

Unfortunately, Wang Jixuan was not planning to go in through the main door.

He was sitting on the edge of the roof of the three-story building, his two feet dangling in the air swaying slightly. He expanded his spiritual sense to sense everywhere carefully and recorded more than thirty breaths of living people.

Wang Jixuan took out four magazines, inserted them into the sides of the belt around his waist, held two silenced pistols in his palms, and made several shooting postures.

Because weapons and ammunition were all paid for by Master Zhou, and it was difficult to get Blade Beast Blood through Master Zhou's channels, so...

'Try not to waste a single talisman.'

Breathe in, inhale, and stop shaking your legs.

Wang Jixuan's body fell like a free fall!

As soon as he fell a body length, 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 a little healthy exercise after cooking were stunned at the same time, and looked up at the smooth and round black helmet.

puff!
Wang Jixuan raised his hand and blasted a man with tattoos to pieces.

Blood splattered the walls.

"what--"

"Fuck!"

Puff puff!
Three blood flowers exploded almost at the same time, and the remaining three men had no time to find cover, and holes appeared on their heads at the same time.

"You are so slow to react, and you still have the nerve to be in the gang."

Wang Jixuan curled his lips slightly and pointed the gun at the screaming women.

They were silent for a moment.

In line with the rule of not killing women and children when clearing out the evil cult, Wang Jixuan did not do anything more and walked quickly towards the bedroom door.

Of course he noticed that one woman looked a little too calm, and he could also see that she was trying to secretly grab the pistol on the bedside table.

Taoist Master Wang was not in a hurry at all, he just waited.

The woman grabbed the gun, loaded it with practiced movements, and was about to raise it...

puff!
She suddenly raised her head, revealing a bloody hole between her eyebrows, and her eyes were wide open with dissatisfaction.

'Even if I can't sense your evil spirit, can't I see the tattoo on your body?'

Wang Jixuan walked silently to the door and sensed a group of thugs rushing in the corridor. He pulled out a grenade from his belt, pulled the ring, opened the door, and threw it out. He held a handful of nuts in his left hand and counted silently with the gun in his right hand.

Three, two, one.

boom!
The wall shook out a grid of dust, and the three remaining women in the room screamed.

The next moment after the explosion, Wang Jixuan broke open the door and dived down, swung his left wrist violently and threw the nut, which was shot out and made holes in the smoke and dust produced by the explosion, and blood splattered behind him!
There were muffled groans one after another;
After the not-so-intense gunfire.

The corridor was filled with the bodies of Black Fire Gang thugs.

Wang Jixuan jumped out of the window and rushed to the first floor, firing two pistols at the same time, eliminating several gunmen who were looking up at the stairs, and making the smoky dance floor even more chaotic.

What a pity, there are still a few evil men and women in the basement.

Wang Jixuan was now unable to perform earth escape and was not prepared to rashly enter this underground structure with only a one-way passage. He could only simply throw two grenades into the basement and turned around and left quickly.

Click!

The light of a flashbulb lit up in a window across the street.

Wang Jixuan raised his hand and fired a shot, but the pistol's accuracy was insufficient beyond a certain distance and the bullet flew past the forehead of the gangster behind the window, scaring the latter into lowering his head to avoid it.

Wang Jixuan did not struggle any longer. He ducked forward, and the moment he jumped, his breath filled his legs. He landed steadily on the roof of a building more than ten meters high, and disappeared after a few jumps.

According to the previously planned attack route, Wang Jixuan waited quietly at the edge of the Black Fire Gang's territory.

After two gunfights, 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" searching back and forth.

But Wang Jixuan soon discovered that the Black Fire Gang still had no intention of illuminating the entire territory.

——The power supply to those cold storages and nutrient warehouses is even more important.

"If that's the case... "

Wang Jixuan took out a handful of crumpled talismans from his shirt pocket, and with his right hand, he drew a complex pattern of light with his sword-like fingers.

The residual soul that he had used up his spiritual power to preserve until now reappeared, staring blankly at the huge helmet in front of him. It took a long time before his eyes lit up.

This remnant soul is about to dissipate naturally.

"God, God, I really, really have no savings. Can't you let me survive?"

Wang Jixuan's voice came from behind the helmet: "I haven't found a suitable body for you yet. Don't worry. I have one last question for you."

"W-What's the problem?"

Gu Wenting complained in frustration:

"Once I finish answering, you will get rid of me, right? That must be the case, I know! Because I used to do this, first give some materials hope, play with them, destroy this hope step by step and then enjoy their reactions..."

Wang Jixuan's voice was a little cold: "I will definitely do what I said. Now, answer my last question!"

The remaining soul of Gu Wen Town shuddered, and his Adam's apple moved up and down.

What other secrets does he have? He even took out his last pair of pants!

Wang Jixuan pondered for a few seconds.

Gu Wencheng looked inexplicably nervous.

Wang Jixuan suddenly asked, "Where did you hide the tea?" The remnant soul of Gu Wencheng slipped and almost fell to his knees.

No, this powerful guy is still hanging his tea leaves?
His tea... oh, no, it's in the cold storage!
This mysterious psychic is going to attack the Black Fire Gang’s largest cold storage!

……

Zhou Zhengde, who had just fallen asleep for three hours, was awakened by the vibration and ringing. He opened his eyes with difficulty and pressed the answer button of the simple projector on the bedside table.

Several rays intersected each other, and a simple bust immediately emerged.

It was Ban Wenying, who was wearing a gray suit.

"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 make himself more awake, and covered his pectoral muscles with the quilt.

Ban Wenying held a tablet and said quickly:
"Half an hour ago, news came from multiple sources on the 49th floor that the Black Fire Gang was attacked. A mysterious psychic sneaked into the Black Fire Gang's territory, killing at least 120 people and destroying the Black Fire Gang's largest underground facility.

"According to our intelligence feedback, there are thirteen material libraries and thirty-six thousand blood products prepared for the United Defense Force in this underground facility.

"There are also some dark products that are kept in the life support equipment...that cannot be seen in public.

“Because the three sets of power supply equipment in the underground facility were intentionally blown up by the psychic at the same time, and the upper and lower passages of the cold storage were paralyzed by the explosion, these black industries will soon become ineffective or die.

"In addition, there are words like this left on the wall of the cold storage hall."

Ban Wenying turned the tablet towards the camera and moved forward.

Zhou Zhengde stared carefully at the eight large characters written in a flamboyant style.

[It is best to keep the entire area illuminated at all times].

"He's making such a big move?" Zhou Zhengde exclaimed in admiration.

"Zhengde."

Ban Wenying frowned and said:

“There are no secrets between the upper cities, and it is no secret that you deliver equipment to your psykers.

"The Minister needs your answer...Are you sure you want to do things so decisively?
"These are the minister's original words. Her tone was very calm. After all, you are the future of the Zhou family, and she doesn't want to cause any more unpleasantness with you over these trivial matters.

"But we can also take these illegal activities as spoils of war."

Zhou Zhengde rubbed his cheeks with both hands: "Sister Ying, you know, Mu Liang is not my psychic, he is more like my friend and comrade-in-arms, we get along very well."

Ban Wenying said: "However, you have not yet provided a report on his origin."

"You can't force him to do anything," Zhou Zhengde raised his voice, "and what did you mean by what you said just now, Sister Ban? You want to take this opportunity to build up 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, it must be done so thoroughly. I can give a positive answer."

Zhou Zhengde said quickly:

“I’m sorry about the failure of the blood product, but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with fighting the Black Fire Gang in this way!

"If you ask, Madam Minister, I will say that this is my choice. Allowing a very small number of people in the fortress to maintain their already too long lives through organ transplants is an injustice that I clearly oppose."

"Okay, I will give the minister a clear reply."

Ban Wenying advised:

"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 further.

……

at the same time.

The 49th floor, a corner of the Wanlijin Gang’s territory.

Inside the quiet and spiritual cabin.

Wang Jixuan sat shirtless on the open space under the bed, meditating in a state of shallow concentration.

Tiny specks of light invisible to the naked eye gathered towards him, his breathing rate became slower and slower, and a bright light appeared under his skin.

It was as if a huge curtain appeared behind him, with squares on it, showing not-so-intense and basically repetitive battle scenes, as well as some...

What he saw and heard had a profound impact on his spiritual faith.

Like a pig slaughterhouse cold storage, hundreds of white corpses were hung up;
Lying in the nutrition chamber, with straws piercing his skin, his soul almost dissipated;
The 'patient' who was sent to the operating table and had his stomach cut open by doctors wearing prosthetic limbs...

There were more and more blocks, and the curtain gradually couldn't fit any more.

Wang Jixuan's meditating figure remained motionless, like a reef 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 images.

Wang Jixuan opened his eyes and looked at the simple electronic clock on the wall.

"Brother Tian, ​​it's time to eat!"

Ye Zi's crisp call came from outside the door, and then she trotted away to knock on the doors of other sleepy children.

Wang Jixuan jumped up, his toes landing with almost no sound, and picked up the brown linen shirt beside him and put it on quickly.

When he came down, both sides of the long table were already filled with people. Two three-year-old children were also sitting in wooden child seats. Everyone was holding hands in unison.

This is the rule of the wooden house, set by Old Lady Kong.

Wang Jixuan sat at the end of the dining table, holding the hands of the two boys on his left and right, and listened 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 darkness."

The children repeated this sentence.

"Okay, enjoy your food," said Mrs. Kong seriously.

The children started eating immediately, and the sound of spoons hitting plastic bowls could be heard one after another.

Wang Jixuan lowered his head and was about to drink his porridge when his spiritual sense jumped slightly.

Today's porridge... huh? Another knockout drug?

This is the third time since he came here. Unlike the previous two times which were fixed weekend nights, today's visit is only two days apart from the last time.

Is the Black Fire Gang going to hold a meeting in advance?
Because of his attack tonight?

Wang Jixuan swallowed the delicious rice porridge in big mouthfuls.

(End of this chapter)