Chapter 33 Yellow Bird
Chapter 33 Yellow Bird
The dull sound of gunfire resounded on the 49th floor of the fortress.
This thing is so powerful!
Wang Jixuan looked at An Xi, a D-level telepath who was falling to the ground helplessly with only half of her body left, and the corners of his mouth behind his helmet couldn't help but purse.
He was acutely aware of...
Times have indeed changed!
If we consider that this anti-material sniper rifle is only a single-soldier equipment, and the fortress strictly restricts the flow of powerful weapons and equipment into the lower city, they actually have stronger equipment!
Wang Jixuan's heart was gripped tightly, and he decided to be a little closer to Zhou Yanei in the future and treat him as a half-fellow Taoist.
There is no way, Master Wang must face reality.
The reality is - the amount of spiritual energy in this world is too low, and his cultivation speed is far slower than in his previous life. Even in the Wanlijin Greenhouse area, he has only changed from 'not being able to complete the foundation building due to lifespan exhaustion' to 'probably building the foundation before lifespan exhaustion'. The Qi Refining Stage is the simplest of the four stages of foundation building.
When his foundation is fully built, he can block this attack if he is prepared. If he is not prepared, he will be shot in the head by this gun, and there is a high probability...
Although he had some complicated thoughts in his mind, he did not delay his action. He turned around and ran with his gun in hand.
The goal has been achieved, no need to delay any further.
He didn't want to fight against the sniper of the Black Fire Gang. He was able to kill An Xi purely because of the previous series of calculations and the aiming system of this thing.
However, Wang Jixuan did not want to let these guys from the Black Fire Gang go easily.
While the other side was in chaos, he prepared to quickly maneuver to other positions, move in and out, quickly draw his gun, and fight to his heart's content...
Ok?
Wang Jixuan frowned suddenly, he flashed to the edge of a sewage ditch, squatted down, closed his eyes and concentrated, and slid his sword fingers quickly.
Several talismans posted in secret corners of the wooden house were flickering slightly.
The surveillance camera Zhou Zhengde got sacrificed a lot of performance for the sake of concealment and can only be used within a range of twenty meters.
But it doesn't matter, Master Wang also has a set of "new ship" systems besides technology and psychic power.
A vague picture emerged in my mind.
A drunken Wanlijin gang member was approaching the shivering Ye Zi in the corner with a grin. Ye Zi's clothes had been torn off her shoulders, revealing a light white bra.
She held a kitchen knife in her hand, her lips tightly pursed, her expression calm and her eyes determined.
Wang Jixuan frowned slightly.
He glanced in the direction of the wooden house. It would take about ten minutes to go back from here, crossing the entire Wanlijin territory. If he took a shortcut, six or seven minutes would be enough.
Behind him, the Black Fire Gang was in chaos. An Xi's death had caused great panic among the Black Fire Gang. He could easily expand his victory next...
Wang Jixuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Indecisiveness leads to disaster.
Follow your heart and leave no regrets!
Whoosh!
With the energy flowing through his body, he rushed back to the Black Fire Gang at an extremely fast speed, like an arrow shot from a bow.
……
in the wooden house.
The drunk man greedily sniffed the faint fragrance emanating from the girl's body after her bath, and approached Ye Zi step by step.
"Xiao Ye Zi, I've been missing you for a long time... Don't worry, the Black Fire Gang is fighting, our people have gone there, no one will know I'm here."
"Be good and let me strip you naked. I'll tell you how much fun this kind of thing is. You're already a big boy. Come here, come on."
Ye Zi's face was pale, and her little hand holding the kitchen knife was shaking constantly.
Sudden.
Click.
The sound of pulling the safety was clearly audible. In the dim corner, an old lady raised a pistol and pointed it at the drunk's temple.
The drunk was stunned for a moment: "Hey, hey, hey, old woman, are you serious? You have so many children, what's wrong with giving me one to play with? I can pay, I like this little leaf very much."
"Don't move, you horny piece of shit."
Old Lady Kong's voice was extremely calm, so calm that the drunk man subconsciously stopped reaching for the pistol at his waist.
She can really shoot.
The drunkard came to this accurate conclusion.
Old Mrs. Kong slowly walked out of the corner and said coldly, "Go to the second floor, Ye Zi."
With a clang, the kitchen knife fell to the ground. Ye Zi covered her mouth, tears immediately welled up in her eyes, and she ran to the second floor.
Mrs. Kong whispered, "You made a very unwise decision. No one can bully my children."
"Alright old woman!"
The drunk showed an impatient expression:
"If you dare to shoot, my brothers will blow your place to pieces and send your children to the perverted area of the City of Joy to put you in the right place. You are just an old man who relies on his age to get by..."
boom!
A ball of flame spewed out from the silver-white revolver that had been polished to a shine.
Blood and brain matter exploded from the drunkard's brain, and his body fell limply to the ground.
Old Mrs. Kong walked out of the dark corner expressionlessly, looked down at the drunk, and raised her pistol.
Bang, bang!
"Put your place in your place, young trash."
"Why didn't the alarm go off? Didn't I turn it on?"
Sudden.
The black barrel of the double-barreled shotgun was pressed against Mrs. Kong's back.
A somewhat burly figure appeared at the junction of the restaurant and the stairwell.
“I turned off the alarm system, and I was the one who arranged this unlucky guy.
"Don't move, don't turn around. I know you're a good shot, even if you're almost seventy years old."
"Xiaohua?" Old Mrs. Kong frowned slightly.
"uh-huh."
The person walked slowly and revealed his face.
It was Thomas without any seductive makeup. He was wearing a black shirt with an explosion-proof vest, and the barrel of the gun in his hand was shaking slightly.
He whispered, "I'm sorry, Mom. I don't want this to happen either."
Mrs. Kong's expression gradually calmed down: "When did you know?"
"When I was sixteen."
Thomas smiled:
"One time, after eating the rice porridge you put sleeping pills in, I felt unwell and vomited. In the middle of my sleep, I heard you arguing with other people.
"Let me think about it..." That time, it should be Wen Heshen, the third-ranked figure of the Black Fire Gang, who came to talk to you about your younger brother Dazui Hua.
"He seemed to be saying that Big Mouth Hua raped a pair of twins, the daughters of a middle-level manager of the Black Fire Gang. In order to protect Big Mouth Hua, he eliminated the middle-level manager and purged more than a dozen of that guy's direct descendants, which caused a stir in the gang.
“I remember very clearly what you said at that time.
"You said that you only have two sons. One entered Upper City and works as a researcher at the Thirteenth Institute. The other is Dazui Hua, who was born from a fertilized egg stored as a surrogate. Dazui Hua can be disciplined at will, but nothing can happen to him.
“You need genetic inheritance.
"Am I remembering this correctly, Mom?"
Old Mrs. Kong nodded expressionlessly.
"So! What am I!"
Thomas' voice was tinged with annoyance.
"You are my child," Mrs. Kong whispered, "This will not change, but there is a difference between the two. Gene continuation is the continuation of life, but this cannot deny the feelings between us, Hua."
"For the sake of our relationship, can you die?"
Thomas said seriously:
“Only one person knows that I’m here today, and that person is my partner who came from the city.
"I'm going to do three things: kill you, take your accounts, and blow up the tunnel here."
Old Lady Kong frowned and asked, "You actually know the tunnel here?"
"You can go directly down from your secret room and sit on your chair, or you can open the bookshelf on your side. There are two ways."
Thomas smiled:
“My partners are very capable.
“Our plan from the beginning was to not lose, and you know what the funniest part is?
"I personally sent the mysterious psychic you were looking for to you. Hahaha! This is so interesting. That Zhou Tiantian, he's wearing a nano mask. He is Mu Liang. He's also looking for you.
"He and his silly partner Zhou Zhengde always thought they had the overall situation under control and were gradually taking down the Black Fire Gang.
"Come on, they're just two dogs, two dogs driven by my partner.
"He helped us find the secret tunnel. All the messages he sent to Zhou Zhengde were recorded by the ubiquitous cameras around Zhou Zhengde. Those cameras were also very interesting. They were out of another mother's perverted love. The mother was afraid that her son would have extreme thoughts, so she monitored him all the time."
Old Lady Kong's eyes were filled with realization. "No wonder, I always felt that Zhou Tian had a different power. He was Mu Liang, the accomplice who killed my youngest son."
"Yes, this is a perfect plan."
Thomas said with a smile:
"Now, Mu Liang has gone to kill the psychic in the Black Fire Gang. We have helped him and Zhou Zhengde a lot behind the scenes, including getting him a large-caliber sniper rifle to ensure that he can kill a psychic. Of course, it doesn't matter if he dies, as there will be cleanup troops to follow up.
“Mom, only if you die now can I gather my brothers and sisters back.
“There’s no need to call back all three hundred of them.
"As long as there are a few dozen of us, the bond between us will be enough to form a gang. I've even thought of a new gang name: The Log Cabin Brotherhood. Pretty cool, right?
“The Log Cabin Brotherhood will replace the Black Flame Gang, and my partners have arranged everything.
"I will fully inherit your legacy, and then pin the blame for your death on Mu Liang. This way, Mu Liang will be hated by your eldest son, the Minister of Biology. He will have to stick to the military and completely become a knife in the hands of my partner.
"It's like killing three birds with one stone. Oh no, four birds, no, five birds. Anyway... the accounts or the list, whatever it is, give it to me!
"I don't want to torture you!
"This list is extremely valuable! This way I can get hold of the secrets of the nobles in the upper city and see who has organs that don't belong to them."
Old Mrs. Kong closed her eyes and sighed: "I can give it to you, Thomas, not because you threaten me, but because... you are my child."
"That doesn't work for me. Open your secret room. The account can only be in here, right?"
"It's not actually there, but you can look if you want."
Mrs. Kong smiled:
“I hope this place can be preserved and continue to help those orphans. I will also hand over everything here to you.
“You’re the best kid because you pushed me to the edge.
“Inheritance is always the most important thing.”
"What is this? Crocodile tears? You better not try anything on me."
Thomas said softly:
"Now is the best time for me to take action. All forces are focusing on the war between Mu Liang and the Black Fire Gang, and it is impossible for anyone to come to rescue you.
"Mom, just help me."
Old Mrs. Kong shook her head helplessly, her eyes full of peace, and she was pushed by the gun barrel and slowly walked behind the desk.
There was no chair at the desk. She had been watching the fight in the Black Fire Gang in the secret room. Because Ye Zi was threatened by the drunk man, she came out to rescue him. She fell into a trap.
Yes.
Thomas always likes to play the role of the "yellow bird". He is indeed a suitable successor. All she needs to do next is to persuade him and form an alliance with her eldest son. In this way, she won't have any regrets.
Kong Lianmei sighed, activated the cover of a book on the bookshelf, and pressed her thumb.
A bookshelf opened outwards, and the round table below rotated outwards. A chair appeared behind the wooden wall, and...
A man in black clothes and a black helmet sitting on a chair.
You could hear a pin drop in the house.
"Mu Liang!"
Thomas' eyes widened, his muscles tensed, and he raised his gun to shoot!
Wang Jixuan, whose sweat had disappeared from his forehead, waved his hands violently!
call out!
Two bone-piercing nails shot out!
Holes appeared on Thomas and Kong Lianmei's foreheads at the same time, and their bodies fell down at the same time.
Taoist Wang smiled apologetically at the two corpses.
"Sorry, stress."
He walked out of the secret room and looked out the window, where Thomas's car was parked. There were two auras inside, one familiar and one unfamiliar.
Wang Jixuan picked up Thomas's shotgun, fired a shot at the floor, and then jumped out of the window.
inside the car.
When Ban Wenying, the first secretary of the Minister of the Interior, heard the gunshots inside, a charming smile appeared on her lips.
The plan seems to be going smoothly. Have you got the list?
As long as she gets the list, she might have a chance to take a crucial step forward...
There was a slight noise nearby.
Wang Jixuan opened the back door of the car and got in with his head down.
(End of this chapter)