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Seeing that the proposal for peace was rejected, the fear in the eyes of the ghost fox intensified once again.

He looked around in disbelief; all the assassins he had brought with him had been reduced to mangled pieces of flesh scattered on the ground.

He was left alone in the raging storm, trapped in a desperate situation with no one to help him.

Fat Tiger and Li Fei, positioned on either side of him, revealed their murderous intent, completely cutting off all his escape routes.

The fox spirit stumbled back two steps, its back slamming heavily against the half-collapsed brick wall, leaving it with nowhere to retreat.

Seeing no hope of survival, veins bulged on his forehead, his once refined face became completely distorted, and he roared fiercely:

"Don't push me! I'm the head of the Black Shark organization's base in Xia Country. If I die here tonight, your Illuminati will absolutely not be able to withstand the wrath of our leader! At that time..."

"Pfft."

Fat Tiger grinned and let out a loud laugh.

He wiped the rain off his face and strode forward:
"Is the Black Shark organization really that powerful? To put it bluntly, they're just a bunch of hired assassins hiding in the shadows."

"Back in the day, your Tiger Grandpa was a member of the world's top assassin group, 'Blood Rakshasa,' and was known as the Double Flower Red Stick. You bunch of bug-wielding, black-shooting bums aren't even worthy to carry my shoes!"

Seeing a flash of surprise and anger at being slighted in the fox spirit's eyes, Fatty Tiger scratched his wet scalp, dropped his boastful act, and pointed forward:

"Besides, did you see how terrifying our leader's strength is just now? Are you blind? Do you think your Black Shark's cowardly leader is stronger than him?"

Fat Tiger turned his head and looked at Li Fei opposite him:
"Ah Fei, what do you think?"

Li Fei gripped the dagger in his hand and slowly shook his head:

"I've only met the Black Shark leader once, but in terms of sheer intimidation, his strength isn't necessarily greater than the chairman's."

Did you hear that?

Fat Tiger became even more smug upon hearing this, and clashed his fists together, producing a dull thud.
"You still want to threaten us with that damn leader? With the chairman here, we'll kill any Black Shark organization that comes, and bury both of you! We'll leave them all in the farm as fertilizer, believe it or not?"

Upon hearing this, the fox spirit immediately became anxious.

Knowing full well that conventional intimidation would have no effect on this group of desperados, he suddenly raised his voice, shouting with a fierce but weak tone:
"You know nothing! Although the Black Shark Organization is limited in strength, it hides a true behemoth behind it, which is the most powerful superhuman organization in the world!"

"Not only me, but even our leader is just one of the outer members!"

Rainwater streamed down his chin and into his neck. Seeing that the three men's attention was drawn to him, Ghost Fox swallowed hard and continued to escalate the situation:
"Although my operation to capture the defector was relatively secretive, there were still quite a few people inside the base who knew about it."

“If you kill me, all the truly terrifying monsters at the top of the organization will definitely come out in full force.”

"At that time, not only you, but the entire Illuminati, and even everyone connected to you, will be buried with you!"

Fat Tiger grinned widely, spat out a mouthful of saliva, and cursed:

"Go to hell! Trying to intimidate me with some bullshit superhuman organization? Are you kidding me? I don't care what monster you're hiding behind, I'll smash your head in first!"

As he spoke, Fat Tiger clenched his fists, which were as big as sand bowls, and tensed his leg muscles, ready to exert force and attack.

"Fat Tiger, wait a minute."

At that moment, Fang Cheng raised his right hand.

He spoke very softly, but as if he had received a military order, Fat Tiger stopped his forward momentum and obediently retreated to his original position.

Fang Cheng took a step, his shoes making a regular, dull thud as they sank into the mud.

He stopped five steps in front of Ghost Fox, looking down at the man who had completely lost his will to fight.

Through the hideous, crimson demon mask, his voice was calm as still water, yet carried an overwhelming aura:

"The force you mentioned hidden behind Black Shark, is it Utopia?"

Upon hearing this, the fox spirit abruptly raised its head, its face filled with shock:
"How do you know about Utopia?!"

Li Fei stood to the side, his eyes showing a hint of confusion, clearly having never heard of this name before.

But Fat Tiger's expression tightened, and the fat on his face instantly taut.

After joining the Illuminati, he learned from veteran members on several occasions that their organization's greatest nemesis was this mysterious force hidden deep behind the scenes of the world.

Noticing the slight stiffness in Fat Tiger's expression, Ghost Fox thought that the name "Utopia" had finally intimidated these evil stars, and a surge of joy welled up in his heart.

He grasped at this lifeline and hastily threw out his chips:

"Since you know about Utopia, you should understand the consequences of angering our organization."

"To tell you the truth, Utopia has a groundbreaking plan in Dongdu recently, and top experts from all over the world are flocking here."

"The Eastern Capital, no, I should say the entire Xia Kingdom, is about to undergo a major upheaval! I advise you all to be wise to submit to circumstances. Going against us now is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. It would be better to take advantage of this reshuffling of power to secure your own wealth and status, or at least leave yourself a way out."

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, but his tone remained calm:
What are the plans for Utopia? Which members have arrived? What are you planning to do?

The fox spirit's eyes darted around, and he stalled for time, speaking vaguely:

"This plan involves a great deal of complexities, and it's too complicated to explain in a short time..."

"How about this, you release me first, and I won't pursue the matter of tonight. Once we get back to the safe house, I'll list out the members I know and the details of the plan for you."

"fart!"

Fat Tiger angrily shouted, "Do you think we're stupid? If we let you go, you'll just come back with the rest of the group and keep causing trouble for the Illuminati."

"I swear, I have never intended to deceive you!"

The fox spirit hurriedly explained, trying to give assurances:

"I've already witnessed the power of your Illuminati firsthand. Why would I be foolish enough to provoke you again?"

"As for the fact that so many people died tonight, I will find a way to cover it up and explain it to the higher-ups. It will absolutely not involve you."

"By the way, if you want to join Utopia or cooperate with us, I can act as an intermediary and help you connect with the organization's higher-ups."

After saying that, he swallowed hard and forced a dry laugh.
"Brothers, it's raining so hard right now. Let's go to my old hideout, have a cup of hot tea, and sit down to talk things over calmly."

Fang Cheng watched him act quietly in the downpour, then suddenly spoke, interrupting his incessant chatter:
Do you know Xuanzhen?

Ghost Fox was stunned for a moment.

Fang Cheng added:
"If you know him, please pass on a message to him when you get back."

Ghost Fox's eyes lit up, as if he had seized a pardon.

He nodded repeatedly, making a solemn promise:

"I know him! Of course I know him! You must be Lord Xuanzhen, right? I will definitely deliver your message when I get back, without delay."

Fang Cheng remained motionless and did not respond, but simply stared intently into his eyes.

Rain dripped down the edge of the mask, and all that could be heard was the sound of the rain.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable under the eerie silence and stare, the fox spirit nervously swallowed.
"What is it? Is there anything else you require, Your Excellency...?"

"You are not a formal member of Utopia."

Fang Cheng's lips curled into a cold smile, directly exposing his lie.

Xuanzhen had already been killed by him two months ago.

An outsider who doesn't even know whether the core members are alive or dead has no way of getting in touch with the so-called core plan.

This rambling statement is clearly not very credible and is probably just a fabrication to save his life.

Gian immediately realized what was happening and flew into a rage:
"Damn it, this son of a bitch is trying to trick us with words!"

The fox spirit turned pale and hurriedly took a half step back, waving his hands repeatedly to explain:
"No! I'm not lying to you! I really know..."

Fat Tiger wouldn't listen to his nonsense at all.

After receiving Fang Cheng's tacit approval, he roared like a black bear, stomping through the puddles on the ground.

A massive fist tore through the rain and smashed straight at the fox spirit's face.

Helpless, the ghost fox gritted its teeth and hastily condensed an invisible shield in front of it, using the last bit of mental energy it had left.

"boom!"

The fist slammed into the psychic shield, nearly shattering it.

Ghost Fox felt his internal organs churning, and with the force of the immense push, he tumbled backward and rolled into a mud pit.

Just as Gian was catching up and preparing to deliver the fatal blow,

The fox spirit in the mud pit suddenly raised its head, and two eerie, ghostly green lights suddenly shone in its eyes.

Hallucinogenic Eyes!

Fat Tiger's gaze met the green light without warning, and his ferocious expression instantly froze.

His raised fist froze in mid-air, his muscles stiffening as if they were rusty gears.

The ghost fox coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He knew perfectly well that he was no match for the three men in front of him in his current state.

What's more, there's also a muscular man with terrifying physical strength in charge.

Therefore, his calculations were extremely precise.

Using the burly man on the left as a starting point, he seized a brief opening and began a desperate sprint. Without the slightest hesitation, Ghost Fox squeezed out the last ounce of potential from every limb and rushed into the darkness surrounding the farm.

The wind whistled in my ears; we were less than thirty meters from the wall.

Survive! As long as we escape from here, there's a glimmer of hope.

Even if the other party wanted to track him, it would be difficult to find him in the dark fields.

The howling wind and torrential rain provided the best cover.

Fang Cheng stood still, without moving an inch.

He stared indifferently at the fleeing figure, then slowly raised his right hand.

The vital energy within the body surged forth along the meridians, compressed at a high density at the fingertips.

Then, with a swift movement, he slashed diagonally through the air.

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A dazzling golden crescent-shaped blade of energy tore through the thick curtain of rain.

With its feet firmly planted on the muddy ground, the fox spirit unleashed an astonishing speed with the aid of its psychic powers, running at breakneck speed.

The farmyard gate was right in front of him. The muscles on his face relaxed slightly as he saw a glimmer of hope for life, and his lips parted as he desperately inhaled oxygen.

Just then, a golden light flashed across the back of the fox's neck.

It produced almost no sound of air being cut.

Ghost Fox's body suddenly leaned forward, and his legs took two steps forward while still maintaining the momentum of running.

Then, the expression on his face froze completely.

The head slid off the neck along the smooth cut, tumbling and crashing into the mud.

A gushing stream of blood spurted from the headless cavity, and it collapsed to the ground with a thud.

A few seconds later, the illusion in front of Fat Tiger faded, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

He shook his heavy head and looked around from left to right:

"Damn, where's Ghost Fox? Where did that old bastard go? He vanished without a trace!"

Li Fei raised his dagger and pointed it at the headless corpse in the distance:
"Don't bother looking, it's lying on the ground. The chairman already took care of it."

Fat Tiger looked closely and was stunned.

The head on the ground had its eyes wide open, its death unresolved.

He couldn't help but click his tongue, thinking to himself that the chairman was ruthless, accurate, and quick in his attacks, not even giving the enemy a chance to catch their breath.

After calming down a bit, she turned to look at Fang Cheng and wiped the rain from her face:

"President, Li Jie has been rescued, and the Black Shark gang has been wiped out. It's raining so hard, shouldn't we retreat quickly?"

Fang Cheng lowered his right hand and shook his head slightly.

"No, we haven't finished killing them yet."

His gaze fell on a drainage ditch at the edge of the courtyard, hidden by weeds:

"There's a rat hiding in the gutter."

Fat Tiger and Li Fei were both taken aback upon hearing this.

Just as they were talking, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the ditch dozens of meters away, frantically digging along the muddy slope, trying to slip away under the cover of darkness and the downpour.

Kara -

A bolt of lightning struck, illuminating the man's profile.

Li Fei's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he immediately recognized the other person.

That was the traitor Old Badger who betrayed his three fellow disciples and caused the death of Instructor Li!

"That ungrateful beast..."

Li Fei gripped the dagger tightly, his knuckles cracking.

He turned to look at Fang Cheng, gritting his teeth as he said:
"President, I want to kill him with my own hands to avenge Instructor Li!"

Are you sure you can do it?

Fat Tiger asked a question from the side.

Li Fei did not answer.

Then, he lowered his body slightly, like a taut spring, and his potential energy suddenly surged as he sat cross-legged in the rain.

As an agile superhuman, his figure transformed into a blurry afterimage, swiftly chasing after the pursuer while stepping on the water.

The old badger, fleeing ahead, heard a whooshing sound behind it and turned around in terror.

Before he could even beg for mercy, a flash of light appeared.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"...

A series of short, agonizing screams echoed through the night rain.

After a while.

Li Fei strode back from the darkness, blood dripping from the dagger in his hand.

He walked up to Fang Cheng, bowed his head, and reported:
"President, the target has been successfully achieved."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, giving him an approving look.

With the chairman's approval, Li Fei's tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

He wiped the bloodstains from the dagger on his trouser leg and sheathed the knife.

Then, his gaze swept over the corpses and limbs lying haphazardly in the yard.

Although the heavy rain washed away some of the bloodstains on the ground, the scattered bone fragments and pieces of internal organs were still shocking.

The entire farm looked like a slaughterhouse destroyed by a bomb.

Li Fei frowned and asked for instructions with some concern:

"President, with so many bodies and signs of battle left at the scene, what should we do? What if the special search team follows the sound of gunfire..."

"Don't worry about it for now. I will arrange for someone to come and clean up the site later. We won't leave any mess behind."

Fang Cheng spoke calmly, directly interrupting his concerns.

After saying that, he glanced at the chaotic scene one last time, turned around, and walked towards the farm gate.

"Let's go. Douzi and Li Jie are still waiting for us over there."

The torrential rain washed away the pools of blood that had been flowing all over the farmyard.

Fang Cheng, Pang Hu, and Li Fei's figures gradually blended into the torrential rain and night, disappearing beyond the ruins.

At the end of the corridor on the second floor of the main building.

The original owners of the farm, a couple, held their two young children in their arms, one on each side.

Through the crack in the broken window, they held their breath and secretly watched everything that was happening in the courtyard below.

Just as that earth-shattering battle broke out, the husband seized the opportunity in the darkness to pick up a piece of broken glass from the ground, cut the nylon rope binding his hands and feet, and then quickly freed his wife and children from their restraints.

At this moment, the family of four is huddled close together by the window.

The stench of blood in the courtyard drifted in on the night breeze, almost making one want to vomit.

But more than fear and the joy of being rescued, what filled the couple's hearts was an indescribable sense of awe and reverence.

The husband's hand was injured and was still trembling slightly as he gripped the shards of glass tightly.

He looked at the corpses of the arrogant kidnappers scattered on the ground, and at the back of that figure who had easily killed all the monsters as if crushing ants.

The man wearing the crimson demon mask did not use any modern weapons.

With nothing more than pure flesh and violent power, divine punishment was unleashed in the torrential rain, crushing the wicked in a brutal chasm.

"dad……"

The daughter in his arms shrank back and raised her head, her voice trembling:

"Were all the bad guys defeated?"

The wife tightly covered her young son's eyes, preventing him from seeing the mangled corpses.

The husband took a deep breath of the cold air, his gaze lingering on the direction Fang Cheng had left.

That man, as cruel as a demon and as powerful as a god, who pulled them out of the abyss of hell.

He tightened his arms around his family, murmuring:

"Yes, the bad guys are dead, and the good guys are safe." (End of Chapter)