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Chapter 779 A desperate fight

“That’s why the kind bishop is so experienced,” Gao Ming chuckled, no longer hiding his true purpose: “If the mountain king wants my head, then he should be prepared to go to hell with me.”

“You are no match for him.” In his underground office, the benevolent bishop had witnessed Gao Ming unleash his malice, causing ghostly phantoms to appear behind him, but even so, he still did not believe that Gao Ming could kill Shan Jun.

"Director Li, calm down!" Jia Youzhi gripped Gao Ming's arm tightly. "Reality isn't a movie. You only have one life. Don't mistake your luck from the last few times for your own ability!"

"The relationship between Shan Jun and the Municipal Council is very special and difficult to sow discord. In addition, I also covet Shan Jun's body." Gao Ming needs to help An Luan and Gui Yuan regain their bodies and destroy the "god" in the forbidden zone. In this way, the unspeakable power of the darkness will be affected. Next, as long as the dark shrine is destroyed, the scales of victory will tip in Han Hai's favor.

"You? Coveting the mountain king? What the hell?" Jia Youzhi abruptly stood up from his chair: "Wake up!"

“I will go ahead and make the arrangements.” Gao Ming stood in front of the kind bishop: “It’s a matter of life and death, this is the final battle.”

“No one from the Tzu Chi Foundation will go to their death with you. As soon as Shan Jun enters the second district, the other two bishops will kneel down beside his boots and kiss the tips of his shoes.” The kind bishop wanted to persuade Gao Ming to give up those unrealistic ideas, but he didn’t know how to say it.

“I didn’t ask you to fight against the mountain king with me. I just hope you will make a careful decision and not surrender so quickly. Wait until the mountain king and I have settled the score before making a decision.” Gao Ming grabbed the kind bishop’s clothes and pressed his face very close: “If I am the one who comes out of the subway station alive in the end, I will kill every single one of the traitors.”

Cixiang couldn't understand where Gao Ming's confidence came from. He sensed the undisguised killing intent in the other party's tone: "Fine, I promise you I'll defend the Tzu Chi headquarters, do my best to maintain the situation, and try to persuade the other two bishops. Is there anything else you need me to do?"

"Money and medicine are of little use to me, and firearms are also of limited use in the restricted area, making it difficult to harm a monster like the Mountain King. If you really want to help, give me the forbidden bottles from the other secret treasures of the Tzu Chi Foundation."

"it is good."

……

three days later.

At the intersection of the second and third blocks, on the rooftop of a residential building, Shan Jun sat cross-legged, exhaling mist. The sunlight was distorted, and he was shrouded in malice and shadow. The place he stood in seemed to be the intersection of reality and forbidden zones.

"The mountain king is recuperating and will not receive guests."

"Get out of here!" a furious voice rang out.

"No one is allowed to enter without the mountain king's permission!"

"Oh!"

Gunshots shattered the morning's tranquility. Councilor Yuan Nian's obese body squeezed out of the wooden door, his shoes stained with blood, followed by two municipal council employees in red uniforms: "Shan Jun, destroying the Tzu Chi Foundation is a piece of cake for you, so why have you lingered in the Third District for three days without going in?"

Sitting cross-legged on the rooftop, the mountain spirit closed its eyes.

"The restricted area is out of control, the city is in turmoil, these demons are inciting the people and stirring up trouble everywhere. We must take them down as soon as possible!" Councilor Yuan Nian moved his fat body, approaching step by step: "Don't forget how you became the Mountain Lord!" He raised his eyelids, his gaze like lightning, like a giant tiger opening its eyes. The chilling aura made Councilor Yuan Nian's fat body tremble, and he dared not put his foot down, stopping in place.

After exhaling his last breath, Shan Jun stood up. The hideous wounds on his body had mostly healed, except for his back and ribs, where blood was still seeping. Black characters surged within the wounds, as if he were under a curse.

“Those night watchmen with epaulets are not easy to deal with. I also suffered some injuries and need time to recover.” Shan Jun stared at the obese Yuan Nian.

"The higher-ups are pressuring you; when are you planning to set off?"

“My injuries haven’t healed, so I don’t dare to act rashly. Tzu Chi is different from those outsiders like the Night Police; they’re our own people.” Every step Shan Jun took carried an extremely strong sense of pressure. Yuan Nian, representing the Municipal Council, should have been incredibly powerful, but at this moment, he kept retreating.

“I’ve delivered what you asked the Municipal Council for. I hope it will help you heal.” Yuan Nian’s tone softened. Two employees in red carried in a box, and a strong smell of blood filled the air when it was opened. “This was dug out by the Municipal Council deep in the Black Mountain restricted area. It accounts for almost a third of the Council’s annual quota.”

"Wouldn't it have been better if you had been this obedient from the beginning?" Shan Jun glanced at the contents of the box, his tangible killing intent gradually dissipating: "This noon, I'll go to the Tzu Chi Foundation to see their 'god'."

"Thank you for your hard work." Councilor Yuan Nian glanced at the suitcase with a hint of reluctance, then waved to his subordinates, "Let's go!"

"Wait a minute." Shan Jun smiled and raised his hand. "I just heard gunshots. Someone killed one of my men on my turf. It must have been those two little guys next to you who fired the shots, right?"

With his hands clenched, massive blood vessels, the kind only found in forbidden zones, suddenly appeared on the rooftop of the building. The two employees seemed to be bitten by giant pythons. As the mountain king tightened his grip, their bodies began to deform, their bones broke, bone spurs pierced their skin, and blood splattered from every hole in their bodies.

"You can leave, but they have to stay."

Councilor Yuan Nian didn't look back. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead and quickened his pace to leave the top floor.

Laughter echoed on the top floor. After Councilor Yuan Nian left, Yin Shou and two cleaners came to the rooftop and knelt down with their heads bowed: "Mountain Lord, we have found out the situation with the Tzu Chi Foundation. They are cooperating with outsiders, but that 'god' does not have the aura of an outsider. He must have escaped from the restricted area."

"Can't you find its origin?"

"Your subordinate is incompetent." The Yin beast's head almost touched the ground, as obedient as a little chick.

“Even our black market intelligence network couldn’t find it, which means the other party is very likely like me.” Shan Jun reached into the box and pulled out a handful of still-weeping, viscous flesh and blood: “This city is the will and body of God, the shrine represents the city’s foundation, the city council hall represents the dark rules, I represent the unrestrained free will of the gods, and the memories, souls, and flesh of the gods are hidden in other forbidden zones. In pursuit of the deepest darkness, it usually divides itself into different parts, immersing them in darkness, using malice to speculate about each other, trying to cultivate an even more evil self.”

The Yin Beast dared not listen, yet dared not disobey; it remained motionless, as if petrified.

“Every part of God is pursuing the ultimate evil, yet a ‘God’ has appeared in the Tzu Chi Foundation who is willing to heal calamities. It’s really strange.”

(End of this chapter)