"Hmm?"
As the door to the storage room was kicked open, Bihu realized that Li Mucheng was nowhere to be seen. Aside from a pile of miscellaneous items, there was nothing else inside.
"Hiss... Impossible? The girl's scent..."
Curious, Bihu stepped into the storage room and only noticed the issue when he spotted an irregular gap in one of the wooden boards.
"Ah... What a cunning little girl... But this thrill of the chase, Uncle here loves it~"
With that, Bihu slowly opened the hidden door in the storage room and chased after Li Mucheng.
......
"Well, well, as expected of a renowned tycoon in Shu City. Even the small items in the house are of considerable value."
While cleaning up the battlefield, a few greedy mercenaries began wandering around the manor. After all, their mission was to scout for any remaining dangers, and they couldn’t return until they found their target.
One of the mercenaries picked up a watch from the ground. Judging by its brand, it was worth a hefty sum. Without hesitation, he pocketed it.
A teammate nearby wasn’t pleased and jabbed him with the butt of his rifle. "Hey! Lao San, that’s not fair. We’re all on a mission here, and you’re just picking up loot?"
Lao San rolled his eyes at the speaker, pushing the rifle butt aside with one hand as he stood up. "What’s the big deal? Jealous that I found some cash? If you’re unhappy, go find some yourself. These things aren’t going to be confiscated anyway. We’re all risking our lives here, aren’t we? It’s all about making some extra money. Besides, most of the bodyguards have already been taken out by Bihu and the old man. It’s safe now."
"Hiss... You’ve got a point. In that case, I won’t hold back either..."
Before the man could finish his sentence, a gunshot rang out from nowhere. In the blink of an eye, a bullet struck his head, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
"Ah... Ah! Enemy attack!"
Lao San stared in shock at his teammate, who had been speaking to him just a second ago and was now lying dead in front of him. However, as a seasoned mercenary, he quickly regained his composure. Like the others, he took cover and returned fire in the direction of the gunshot.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
As the bullets rained down, the dusty walls were instantly riddled with holes.
"Cease fire! Cease fire!"
One of the mercenaries shouted, and the surroundings fell silent. Everyone’s eyes were fixed in the direction they had been shooting, but there was no sign of resistance. They exchanged uneasy glances, none willing to be the next casualty.
"Tch, a bunch of cowards."
The man who had called for the ceasefire spat out the cigarette he had been chewing on and strode forward with his rifle. In his mind, no one could withstand such a barrage of bullets, especially since the wall was practically torn apart.
Under the watchful eyes of his comrades, the man reached the wall without any trouble. The others breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the danger had passed, and a few even stepped out from their cover.
"Huh? Where’s the..."
"Bang!"
Before the man could finish his sentence, another gunshot rang out from a different direction, and he too fell into a pool of blood.
The few who had just stepped out of cover quickly retreated, terrified of being the next victim.
"Quick... call for reinforc—"
"Bang!"
The man who had poked his head out to speak met the same fate as the others, cut down mid-sentence.
The remaining mercenaries buried their heads even lower. It was clear they had bitten off more than they could chew. They had faced strong opponents before, but those battles had been evenly matched. This, however, was a one-sided slaughter. They hadn’t even seen their enemy, yet their comrades were falling one after another. How were they supposed to fight back?
"Bang!"
"Ugh..."
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
......
Amid the screams echoing in Lao San’s ears, he completely lost his fighting spirit. To him, this place had become a living hell.
"Ugh... Reinforcements... reinforcements..."
The once cheerful Lao San, who had been grinning after pocketing the watch, was no longer smiling. He frantically fumbled for the radio communicator on his chest. Just as he pressed the talk button, a cold gun barrel pressed against his forehead.
"Zzz... Zzz..."
The radio emitted static, followed by the voice of someone from the team. "Wang Lao San, what are you doing? You’re holding the radio but not saying anything. Report your status!"
Wang Lao San looked up at the young but deadly handsome man standing before him. His cold, emotionless face and deep, abyss-like eyes exuded an overwhelming pressure. Just meeting his gaze was enough to crush one’s spirit. Trembling, Wang Lao San raised his hands in surrender.
"Hey! Wang Lao San, respond!"
"Bang!"
......
"Zzz... Zzz..."
"Hey? Wang Lao San? Hey!"
"What’s going on?"
The mercenary leader walked over with a stern expression, sensing something was wrong from the radio operator’s reaction.
"Boss, something’s happened to Wang Lao San’s team. The entire squad has gone silent, and the last sound we heard was gunfire."
"I heard it too. It came from inside the manor. Seems we’ve got an uninvited guest. Tell Bihu to bring the target back. The old man will take the second team and go greet our guest."
"Understood."
The old man, who had been toying with a grenade, stood up expressionlessly. He exchanged a glance with the team members and then strode toward the manor......
"Huff... Huff..."
Ye Feng stared at the bodies on the ground, his breathing steady and his expression blank. Strangely, the first time he saw someone fall by his hand, he felt no fear or tension. Instead, he became even calmer and more composed. Although these men were villains who deserved their fate, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the system was changing him, erasing his humanity bit by bit, turning him into a machine that only carried out missions.
"No, I need to find Li Mucheng first."
After a brief rest, Ye Feng picked up a pistol from Wang Lao San’s hand. Just then, a flashbang rolled to his feet.
"Damn it!"
"Wham!"
A blinding white light filled the air. Ye Feng quickly rolled behind cover, but the ringing in his ears persisted. Fortunately, his robust physique allowed him to endure the discomfort.
Seriously... This is never-ending...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
