Forty-nine rules of the end times

Chapter 161 A Head-on Confrontation of Remote Control

"What has the boss remembered now? He actually wants to patrol 24 hours a day. Isn't that just making things difficult for everyone?"

"Who knows, could it be some new enemy?"

“Enemies? What enemies would dare to come here? Besides, this inner courtyard building is as solid as a rock. Once the iron gates and windows are closed, not even a mosquito can fly in! What enemies are we afraid of coming to our door?”

"That's right."

Several of Basson's men, rifles slung over their shoulders, patrolled the estate while chatting. Completely unaware, a thin, hair-like black line swam past their feet.

The inner courtyard they described as impenetrable even to mosquitoes had now been invaded by the shadows manipulated by Guan Tong.

The so-called "impregnable fortress" is just a joke in the face of Shadow's infiltration capabilities. The latter can even silently infiltrate the Yongzhou base of the Green Plum Society, let alone the manor of a small warlord.

Shadow thoroughly explored the entire manor from the outside in, inside and out, and the vast amount of information he gathered was transmitted to Guan Tong, who was a hundred miles away, through sensory sharing.

In this way, the heavily guarded manor became as transparent to Guan Tong, and he had complete control over the situation.

The entire estate has about four hundred people, of whom more than one hundred are the estate owner Basson's men, all of whom carry firearms.

There are also nearly two hundred people locked up in several large warehouses in the outer courtyard.

Guan Tong didn't notice anyone in the warehouse at first. It was only through eavesdropping and hearing several men with guns say they were going to "prepare feed for the pigs" that she realized something was wrong.

He manipulated the shadow lines to track them into the warehouse, only to discover that the "pigs" these people were talking about were actually living people.

Most of these people were emaciated and looked haggard. They were barely clothed, their legs were bound by chains, their wrists were cuffed to iron pipes, and in front of them was a long feeding trough, like that in a stable.

Basong's men poured the mushy food from the wooden barrels into the feeding troughs, forcing the chained men to bow their heads and eat, just like feeding livestock.

Guan Tong was instantly enraged upon seeing this scene. He knew that in some warlord-dominated countries, many people were kidnapped, imprisoned, and lived lives worse than death.

Hearing about it is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another.

Guan Tong was already furious when he saw the Ascended Ones imprisoned in the Yongzhou base, but the situation in the warehouse of the Basong manor was several times more brutal, which immediately prompted him to make a decision.

kill.

Guan Tong's original plan was not to use violence to seize the puzzle pieces.

His initial plan was to investigate the manor thoroughly and find out who had the fragments. Then, he would teleport into the man's room at night while he slept and negotiate with him alone.

If possible, he hopes to purchase the fragments by spending Ascension Coins; if the other party disagrees, he will consider other methods.

However, this original plan was completely scrapped after he saw the situation inside the warehouse.

A new plan was instantly born: to violently seize the puzzle pieces and destroy the entire manor.

Guan Tong knew that similar situations might exist all over the world, and he couldn't solve them all. But at least he had witnessed them firsthand, and he wouldn't ignore them.

"Ok?"

Just then, Guan Tong's shadow surveillance eye, which he had placed nearby, discovered the situation.

A few hundred meters away from him, an SUV drove up into the street. The people in the car were asking passersby if they had seen any foreigners in the past two days.

You've come to see me, haven't you...?

Guan Tong wasn't surprised; after all, this was their home turf. Basong, a local warlord who had been operating for many years, would normally send someone to find them upon discovering the enemy's arrival; it would be abnormal if he didn't.

"Alright, let's start by dealing with this group."

Guan Tong made a plan, deliberately going out on the street to expose her foreign identity, and then went to a nearby abandoned construction site.

The group sent by Basong quickly learned that a person from Beixing Kingdom had just left. Overjoyed, they immediately followed the directions of passersby and chased after him, soon driving the car to the construction site.

After a dozen or so men jumped off the vehicle, the leader, Ma La, ordered, "That guy from Beixing should be in this construction site. Keep your eyes peeled. The first to find him will get a reward from the boss. If you can't find him—"

"No need to trouble yourself," Guan Tong's voice rang out. "I'm right here."

Everyone was startled and turned to look, only to see a person standing on the construction site wall, looking down at them.

Mara laughed: "Great, that saves me trouble!"

He waved his hand, and his men immediately raised their guns and aimed them at the figure on the wall.

Mara shouted, "Hey you North Star guy over there, you're the one who wants to mess with our boss Basong, right? Listen up, if you don't want to be riddled with bullets, hand over the fragments!"

He did not give the order to fire directly because Basson had told him before he left that if they found the person, they should capture him alive, obtain the fragments, and then kill him.

Guan Tong was too lazy to waste words. He beckoned with his finger, and a dozen of Mara's men were instantly pierced through the chest by a shadow spike that emerged from within, their hearts bursting and them dying instantly!
These ordinary subordinates certainly couldn't afford protective gear that could defend against mental attacks, so Guan Tong easily manipulated the ethereal shadows to invade their bodies and then materialize them to complete the heart puncture from the inside out.

"Ah! Ah!!!"

Mara was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his mouth agape. One second his dozen or so men were full of energy, and the next they were all dead, bleeding from their chests. Anyone who experienced this bizarre scene without knowing Guan Tong's abilities would undoubtedly be filled with terror.

The next second, Mara suddenly felt his arms and legs being pulled. Looking down, he saw two thick black lines binding his hands and feet, rendering him unable to move.

Guan Tong then jumped off the wall and stepped closer.

"Please spare me, spare my life!"

Mara stared at Guan Tong with trembling eyes. In just a few seconds, his fear of this man from the Northern Star Kingdom had been etched into his very bones.

Guan Tong asked, "Tell me what you know about Basong."

"I said it, I said it all!"

Mara dared not disobey, and spilled everything he knew.

He knew that Guan Tong had come for the fragment, so he first recounted how Basong had been betrayed and how he had snatched the fragment from those ordinary young men.

Guan Tong was slightly surprised after hearing this.

He had assumed Basong had obtained the fragment first, but it turned out he had stolen it. It seemed the fragment's location had shifted because Basong had taken it back. After recounting the fragment, Mara went on to talk about the manor, Basong's men, Basong's collusion with officials within the Antai State government, and even the people imprisoned in the manor… He made sure to cover everything Guan Tong wanted to hear.

After listening, Guan Tong had a full understanding of Basong's situation.

"I've said everything I need to say, is that enough to save my life?" Mara asked with a hopeful look on his face, but Guan Tong did not reply.

The next moment, Shadow Strike pierced Mara's chest, sending him to his death.

Shortly after wiping out Basong's gang, Mara's cell phone rang.

Guan Tong hadn't left yet. Hearing the phone ring, she didn't pick it up. After ringing several times, it switched to voicemail mode.

After a brief silence, a cold voice came from the phone: "Someone's listening over there, isn't there?"

Guan Tong remained silent.

"Then listen up. Whoever you are, since you've taken down Mara, you'll definitely come looking for me. I, Basong, am telling you, if you have the guts, come on over, I'll be waiting for you in the manor!"

"Beep."

After finishing her voicemail message, Guan Tong thought for a moment, then turned and left.

……

"Dry!"

Basong slammed his phone to the ground and stomped on it several times until it was smashed. The other confidants in the room were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.

"Boss, boss, maybe Mara hasn't..."

"Nothing's wrong? Not dead?" Basong shot him a glare. "If he weren't dead, would he dare not answer my calls?!"

"Yes, yes, boss..." The person speaking quickly lowered his head.

That's really true. Even though they were Basong's confidants, they didn't dare to neglect him. Whether they were eating, sleeping, or even going to the toilet, if Basong called, they had to answer the phone as soon as possible, even if they had soiled themselves.

Otherwise, what would happen? One of Basong's earliest confidants had already demonstrated to them what it would be like to have your head smashed with a cell phone.

"They're definitely coming! Get ready, everyone. Also, go to town and get some more men, give them guns, and have them guard the gate!"

"Yes, boss!"

Everyone hurried off to get to work, and Basong went back to his room.

He took another phone from the drawer, made a call, spoke for a few moments, and then hung up.

Then he lifted the bed board, revealing a secret passageway underneath.

Only Basong knew about this secret passage; he silenced all the people who had dug it after the excavation was completed.

He entered the secret passage and went up to the top, where there was a specially dug large basement.

This basement served as his refuge, containing various emergency supplies, and of course, a plethora of weapons displayed on gun racks. It was fully stocked with pistols, rifles, shotguns, and even sniper rifles.

Basson took a short-handled shotgun from above, intending to carry it with him. But as he examined the muzzle closely, he saw a blurry figure reflected in the shiny paint behind him.

who? !

Basong was shocked and turned around to fire a shot.

"boom!"

The short burst of power is astonishing at close range, but the person hit only took half a step back and did not fall down.

"Who are you?! How could you possibly—"

Basong couldn't believe that someone was hiding in his secret room! He was the only one who should know about this place; how did the other person find out, and when did they get in?!
After a brief moment of shock, Basong calmed down and stared at the person opposite him. The latter was dressed in black clothes covering his entire body, and his face was also hidden, so it was clear that he was up to no good.

"So you're the one who came to steal my fragment, aren't you?"

"...Hand it over."

Basong found the person's voice strange; it didn't sound like someone speaking at a normal distance, but rather like a voice coming from a cell phone.

But he couldn't worry about that now; he had to strike first!

A fierce glint flashed in Basong's eyes, and he pulled the trigger repeatedly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The short-range shotgun shells hit the opponent repeatedly, and the latter staggered back several steps, but showed no signs of falling or bleeding. His clothes were just torn to shreds.

Through the holes, Basong could vaguely see that the clothes inside and outside were the same color—all black!
What kind of monster is this guy?!
Basson discarded the short-range shotgun and didn't retrieve any other weapons from the rack. He raised his right hand, and a peculiar brown hand cannon appeared, replacing his right fist.

Guan Tong, who was remotely controlling the shadow, saw this and thought, "This hand cannon must be Basong's mental power item. It should be quite powerful."

"Don't think you can scare me!" Basong raised his hand cannon and aimed it at the shadow. "You must have some kind of gadget to defend against ordinary weapons, but let's see how you defend against my psychic hand cannon!"

boom!
After he finished speaking, he fired a shot, and with a loud thud, a large hole was blasted open in the basement wall. Rocks and dust flew everywhere, causing Basong to cough repeatedly.

He stepped back a few paces, pressed his back against the wall, and stared intently at the dust in front of him. After a short while, the dust gradually dissipated, and when he saw the unyielding shadow, his eyes widened in shock.

"How can it be?!"

"Basong, is this all you've got?" The voice, which sounded like it was coming from a cell phone, rang out again. "To be honest, it's not that great."

Guan Tong's voice came from the hands-free phone that the shadow was carrying, making Basong's face turn ashen with anger.

In fact, Guan Tong was right. The hand cannon was powerful, but it was too easy for the shadow to dodge. When Basong fired, Guan Tong manipulated the shadow to become mostly ethereal, avoiding the damage before re-solidifying it.

In this way, no matter how powerful Basong's hand cannon was, it wouldn't be able to harm Shadow at all. Conversely, if Guan Tong wanted to kill Basong, he should have succeeded long ago, but he hasn't done so yet because he hasn't obtained the puzzle piece.

(End of this chapter)