I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

Chapter 158 Breakthrough to the Mid-stage of Qi Refining

Li Ang was also somewhat surprised when he saw Lexy.

It just goes to show how unlucky we are.

However, since they were already there, they decided to make the best of it. Back at the community hospital, they were worried about the impact of doing it in public, so they didn't dare let Karen kill the beast.

Today is a good day to settle both old and new scores.

Li Ang had already made up his mind to kill.

His face, however, remained expressionless.

There was neither fear nor anger.

His right hand, holding the gun, had its index finger lightly resting on the trigger guard.

Hearing Rek'Sai mention Fiona so maliciously.

A slight chill flickered in the depths of his eyes.

But his voice remained calm and unwavering: "It seems the lesson I learned last time didn't teach you any lessons."

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Lexie was thoroughly enraged by Leon's calm, almost contemptuous attitude.

His sinister grin was instantly replaced by a maniacal savagery; his eyes bulged, and he roared hoarsely, "Smart my ass! Get him!"

"Let's do it!"

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The screams and gunshots exploded almost simultaneously.

It tore through the stagnant air in the factory!

But Leon's roar was faster than Rex's!

Just as Lexie's lips were about to utter the first syllable, he moved!

Without hesitation, without wasting words.

With his left hand, he forcefully pushed the limp DeShawn out to draw the fire.

At the same time, he exerted force with his feet and charged towards Rek'Sai's location!

Within his dantian, the true qi of the mid-stage Qi Refining realm surged forth.

Like a flood bursting its banks, it surged and poured into the meridians of my legs!

Meteor Butterfly Step unleashed at full power!

At this moment, his movements were so fast that he left a faint, elusive afterimage in the dim, swaying light.

Their footwork was unpredictable and erratic, sometimes moving left, sometimes right, sometimes advancing, sometimes retreating.

It has a smooth and precise quality that makes it seem effortless.

The control over the body has reached a whole new level!

boom! boom! boom!

As Li Ang charged forward, he quickly aimed and fired three shots.

The first shot grazed the wrist of a thug who had just raised his machete and was howling as he lunged at him.

It left a trail of blood.

The thug clutched his wrist, screamed, and rolled to the ground.

The cleaver clattered out of his hand.

The second shot came almost immediately.

Li Ang subtly adjusted the muzzle of his gun during the rapid and unpredictable change of direction.

The bullet struck the thigh of a thug who was swinging an iron bar from the right, attempting to smash him in the waist.

Blood burst open instantly.

The thug screamed and fell forward.

The iron rod slammed into the ground, sending sparks flying.

The third shot was the most thrilling!

After firing his second shot, Li Ang's body was undergoing a rapid twist that almost defied the laws of physics.

They narrowly avoided the dark muzzle of a shotgun that peeked out from behind an oil drum at an angle!

Just as the gunman pulled the trigger, Li Ang's right arm, holding the gun, lashed out like a whip.

Without even looking, he just swung his arm and fired based on instinct!

The bullet traced a subtle arc, precisely blasting the gunman's skull open!

Red and white substances splattered onto the rusty oil drum.

The shotgun clattered to the ground.

The gunman fell backward without uttering a sound.

Rex finally pulled out the revolver he had hidden in his back waistband.

But Li Ang has completely disappeared from sight!

Li Ang, sprinting at full speed, disappeared like a ghost among a pile of messy mechanical junk.

And then, without warning, it appeared from another deadly angle!

Each appearance was accompanied by a short, calm, and terrifyingly accurate gunshot, and the pitiful and desperate screams of Rex's men.

One shot, one kid!

Rex's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of his chest.

An unprecedented fear gripped him instantly.

In the blink of an eye, cold sweat soaked through the back of my shirt.

How could this happen!

Last time at the hospital, he was able to easily track the other party's movements and even hang Li Ang up and beat him.

However, even seeing Li Ang's movements clearly is now difficult.

This kid is much faster than he was two weeks ago!

Rex was now filled with regret for provoking Li Ang.

Unfortunately, there's no going back.

He could only scream at his men at the top of his lungs as he awkwardly hid behind a heavy, old engine.

He raised the revolver, but couldn't find a target to aim at!

"Scatter! Find cover! Don't fucking huddle together! Scatter!"

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His only response was the muffled thuds of his men falling one after another.

Li Ang's movement trajectory was completely unpredictable by common sense.

He would sometimes slide along the tilted, abandoned vehicle frame to the enemy's side or rear, pulling the trigger before they could react.

Sometimes they would flash past under the low chassis of a car.

The bullet was fired from an angle below that the enemy would never expect.

Sometimes it leaps high into the air using the stacked tires, pausing briefly in mid-air.

He took out targets exposed outside the cover with a few shots, then landed lightly and disappeared into the shadows again.

His use of this chaotic environment reached an outrageous level.

It was as if he were the true master of this place.

Every obstacle in the factory became an accomplice in his killing spree.

This is no longer a battle.

It was a one-sided massacre.

Reaching the mid-stage of Qi Refining brings not only a qualitative leap in strength and speed.

It also comprehensively enhances neural response, endurance, stamina, and fine control over one's own muscles.

Li Ang is like a killing machine programmed with perfect instructions.

Calm and efficient, with not a single unnecessary movement, precisely eliminating every threat.

Fear spread rapidly among the remaining thugs.

Some people began to break down, trying to escape or hide.

But often, in the instant they turn around, they are ended by a bullet that comes from nowhere.

Soon, of the Motley Park Boys, only Rexey, hiding in a corner, was still alive.

Even DeShawn, the instigator of the incident, was nowhere to be found, having been hit by a stray bullet.

He was already lying in a pool of blood, lifeless.

The ground was littered with twisted bodies and pools of dark red blood.

The pungent smell of blood mixed with gunpowder was nauseating.

The dim lights still flickered, casting dappled shadows across this chaotic scene.

Li Ang leaned against a sturdy, heavy iron tool cabinet, breathing slightly heavily.

Sweat soaked his clothes, clinging to his skin and bringing a slight coolness.

He deftly ejected the empty magazine.

He reached to his waist and replaced the magazine with the last one he had found on the corpse, which was already full of bullets.

The gun clicked open.

The internal energy within his body was slightly boiling due to the violent outburst and high-speed circulation just now.

The lower abdomen feels warm and swollen.

That seemingly solid bottleneck in the mid-stage of Qi Refining seemed to emit a clear cracking sound under the intense stimulation of this life-or-death struggle and the extreme operation of the mind and body.

It's loosening even more.

Rex's hoarse, terrified voice came from behind the workbench, almost trembling with sobs: "Monster—what the hell are you, monster?!"

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Two weeks ago, this kid was troublesome and slippery, and even got him shot.

But it never had the overwhelming sense of terror we feel now!

This is something no human could do!

Li Ang did not answer.

There's no need to answer.

He took a slight breath.

The cool air penetrated deep into my lungs, calming my turbulent blood and qi.

The remaining true energy in his dantian was mobilized once again.

Most of it was channeled into the legs, with a smaller portion concentrated in the right arm holding the gun and the core of the waist and abdomen.

His figure emerged from behind the tool cabinet like a ghost.

Li Ang's figure emerged from behind the tool cabinet like a ghost.

It draws a zigzag-shaped line that is unpredictable.

The afterimage flashed by in the dim light.

With a light touch of the ground, the person instantly turned to the side of the stacked tires.

Behind the pile of tires, there was a small puddle of liquid seeping from the broken oil drum.

Under the lamplight, the oil gloss reflected a cold light.

Rex suddenly changed direction upon hearing Leon's footsteps.

The voice was urgent and close, but it wasn't directed at him.

His heart almost stopped beating.

Suddenly, he leaned half his body out from behind the worktable.

The revolver was pointed randomly toward the pile of tires.

His eyes were bloodshot from fear.

"Get out here! You fucking get out here!"

Rex leaned out, his body weight shifting forward the instant he did so.

Li Ang made a move!

He didn't even linger behind the pile of tires.

That was just bait.

He then used his left foot as a pivot, unleashing an astonishing torque from his waist.

He was thrown out as if by a catapult.

From the shadows of the tire pile, it shot towards Lexy's flank with lightning speed, following a tricky angle.

The essence of the Meteor Butterfly Step lies in its interplay of feints and real attacks, moving with the speed of thunder!

Rex felt a dark shadow flash wildly in the corner of his eye.

Shocked.

It was too late to pull his head back and turn the gun around.

"Fuck!"

He only had time to utter one word.

Li Ang had already raised his gun during the charge.

The body remains absolutely stable during high-speed movement.

The muzzle drew a short, deadly straight line.

Lock onto Rex's wide-open mouth in panic and the vulnerable head behind it.

"Bang!"

The gunshots were crisp and clean.

The bullet entered Rex's wide-open mouth.

The enormous kinetic energy instantly destroyed the soft oral tissue.

It shatters teeth, penetrates the root of the tongue, and churns the throat.

Finally, a fist-sized bloody hole was torn open from the upper back of the neck.

Bone fragments, brain matter, and bits of flesh splattered onto the rusty iron wall behind.

Rex's body looked as if all the bones had been removed.

He suddenly leaned back.

Then it fell straight to the side.

It slammed down on the greasy ground with a loud thud.

The revolver slipped from his hand and slid a long distance away.

The final, frozen expression on his face was one of utter horror.

There's still a hint of emptiness and bewilderment.

Those cloudy, triangular eyes quickly lost all their luster.

All that remained was a dead fish-like gray-white.

The factory was completely silent.

Only a few flames remained, making a crackling sound as they licked at the flammable material.

Black smoke began to billow upwards.

Li Ang knelt on one knee.

He looked around warily, gun in hand.

It was confirmed that there were no survivors.

He exhaled a long, slow breath, heavy with the smell of gunpowder and blood.

The moment Rek'Sai was killed.

The bottleneck in his body seemed to burst open with a soft "poof" sound!

His cultivation at the mid-stage of Qi Refining was completely stable.

It even subtly took a step towards a higher level.

Although the true energy in the dantian was almost completely depleted.

The remaining wisp was even more refined and vibrant, and its circulation speed was noticeably faster.

The fatigue in my body was also largely dispelled by a sense of newfound energy and a clear mind.

But he didn't have time to savor it.

The danger has not been completely over.

Li Ang quickly stood up.

He walked to Rex's body.

He kicked away a nearby revolver.

After ensuring there is no possibility of booby traps or a last-ditch counterattack.

He took out his phone, found Karen's number, and dialed it.

The phone was answered after only one ring.

It was as if the people over there had been waiting all along.

Karen Jackson's voice came through the receiver.

It's different from the official business we do on weekdays when we're on duty.

Her voice was low, tinged with barely perceptible tension: "Li Ang? Are you alright? Where are you?"

"I'm fine, Karen."

Li Ang's voice was steady.

"Sorry, I ran into a little trouble earlier, so I couldn't contact you right away, but it's all taken care of now. I still have some cleanup to do at Motley Park, I'll come find you when I'm done."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone; clearly, Karen had understood Li Ang's unspoken message.

She didn't press Li Ang about what trouble he was in, nor did she ask him how he dealt with it.

Her voice suddenly softened, carrying an undeniable trust: "Leon, I believe in you. Take care of yourself. Fiona needs you, and I—I'm waiting for you to come back too."

These few words, like a warm current, instantly soothed Li Ang's tense heart.

This kind of trust carries more weight than any sweet words.

Li Ang's throat bobbed.

A thousand words were condensed into a single, low syllable: "Mmm."

I hung up the phone.

Li Ang was certain.

His eyes sharpened again.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, he needed to quickly clean up the traces at the scene.

First, he tore a relatively clean cotton T-shirt off a corpse next to him.

Tear it into strips and wrap it around your hands as a makeshift glove.

Then begin a quick and organized search and cleanup.

The spent cartridge cases must be collected.

He moved around all the locations, especially near the firing point.

Carefully search and collect all the brass cartridge cases ejected after firing the Glock 19, leaving none behind.

The guns also need to be dealt with.

You also need to pay attention to fingerprints.

Li Ang thoroughly checked all the places he might have touched, including the edges of the tool cabinet and the inside of the door frame.

Wipe it all carefully with a cloth soaked in machine oil.

The factory floor was covered in oil and dust, with messy footprints.

But he still carefully rubbed the soles of his shoes over a few places where there might be clearer shoe prints.

Especially near the bloodstains.

Finally, check yourself.

Confirm that there is no bleeding from the wound.

There was no obvious hair or dandruff left behind.

DeShawn's car is a potential hazard.

He quickly searched DeShawn's cold body.

I found the car keys in my pocket.

Then they walked out of the factory where thick smoke was rising.

Find that dirty SUV.

Inspect the interior of the vehicle.

Thankfully, there was no dashcam.

He thought about it.

Using a Zippo lighter found on the body, they set fire to the synthetic fiber seat covers inside the car.

Flames quickly shot up.

Li Ang put the car in neutral and forcefully pushed the burning vehicle toward a pile of garbage far from the main factory building.

In this way, the car will be burned to the bone, making it difficult to trace.

This could also be explained as the fire accidentally affecting the vehicle.

Next, they returned to the factory and seized the spoils from the corpses.

His goal was clear: anything high-value, easy to carry, and difficult to trace.

Rex benefited the most.

A thick wad of cash, estimated to be four thousand US dollars.

Some loose banknotes were also found on the other corpses.

The total is about two thousand.

A total of six thousand US dollars in cash.

He wrapped it in a sturdy little waist bag he found on Lexy's little brother.

There were also some fortifiers, which were several small sealed packets of white powder and colored pills.

Li Ang knew this was also a valuable commodity on the black market, so naturally he would accept as much as possible.

He packed them all separately in a small plastic bag and stuffed them into the inner compartment of his waist bag.

Having done all this, Li Ang picked up his heavy pouch and the weapons wrapped in cloth, and quickly left.

Before leaving, he looked back one last time.

The flames flickered.

Thick smoke rose into the air like a giant beast.

It enveloped and devoured all the evil and bloodshed within the factory.

Soon, all that will remain here is the scene of a fire that was accidentally caused by a gang fight.

All traces will turn to ashes.

Li Ang did not linger and moved with incredible speed, channeling his inner energy.

Although the internal energy has not fully recovered.

But it flows smoothly and naturally.

His mid-stage Qi Refining realm was already solid and stable.

Every part of my body is filled with new power.