The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

It suddenly looked up, its voice almost ripped apart.

"Lu Ming's class is full of monsters!"

"Didn't you see?"

"I did everything I could!"

"I've used every trick in the book!"

"I kidnapped his sister, disturbed his peace of mind, cut off his escape route, and lured him into this trap alone!"

"I even lured you into bringing demon soldiers into the country, intending to tear apart Jinling and the Northern Border as well!"

The blood fox's claws dug fiercely into the table.

"How can we fight them if those monsters are there?"

"you tell me!"

"How do I fight?!"

This almost hysterical questioning silenced the entire room of demon kings.

They asked themselves these questions.

Blood Fox, this junior, has indeed reached the pinnacle.

If it were them, they might still be outside the northern border, thinking about how to break through head-on.

Blood Fox is different.

It bypassed the border.

It infiltrated the Dragon Kingdom.

It studied human military strategy, villainous novels, and how to cut off the life of the chosen one.

Under normal circumstances, this situation should have resulted in Lu Ming's demise.

The North should have fallen.

The demon race should have been allowed to open the dragon's defense line.

But damn it, the human race just had to produce that thing called the Desolate Heavenly Emperor!

The Heavenly Demon and the Demon Saint were instantly killed.

Hundreds of thousands of dead people were brought back to life without warning.

Even self-destruction can be reversed in time and space.

How can we play like this?

For a fleeting moment, even a ridiculous idea popped into the mind of one of the great demon kings.

Why don't we just vote?

Just as the entire conference room fell into dead silence.

A woman's voice suddenly rang out from the corner.

"I have a way that will allow you to escape while also crippling Lu Ming to a great extent."

"Swish, swish, swish!"

All the demon kings turned their gazes toward the source of the sound.

In an instant, all the demons turned their gazes in that direction.

The speaker was Leng Xixi.

She sat behind her desk, her face still somewhat pale.

But when she looked up, there was an uncontrollable madness in her eyes.

"Humans!"

The minotaur's eyes turned red.

"call--"

Two streams of white vapor shot out from its nostrils.

It took a step forward, and its fist, as big as a bucket, smashed directly towards Leng Xixi.

"Bang!"

The weasel extended its walking stick.

The tip of the staff precisely blocked the minotaur's fist.

"boom--"

The violent punches, using the cane as a boundary, rushed towards the French windows behind.

"Cat spirit!"

The weasel growled.

The cat demon by the window flashed and instantly appeared in front of the fist.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

In the darkness, several cold lights flashed, and the force of the punch was sliced ​​into pieces.

However, the remaining blast of air still swept against the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Click—"

The entire surface of specially made tempered glass was instantly covered with cracks.

The weasel's face darkened.

If this silly cow really makes a fuss, it's like telling those two-legged sheep who are searching the city right there and then.

We're at the Leng's Building, come and catch us!

He pushed his cane forward.

"Let her speak."

The minotaur's chest heaved violently.

"Mou!"

It angrily exhaled two puffs of white breath, but ultimately did not continue its attack.

Leng Xixi stared at the enormous fist less than half a meter away from her, her back already soaked with cold sweat.

For a brief moment, she almost thought she was really going to die.

But after the weasel stopped the minotaur, the fear in her heart was quickly suppressed by something else.

A sense of control.

These powerful demon kings, capable of tearing a city apart, are now waiting for her to speak.

This feeling caused her pride, which had been crushed by the Dragon King's Palace, to swell up little by little again.

Long Aotian is gone.

The Dragon King Palace sealed off the Leng family.

Everyone was laughing at her.

But now?

These powerful demon kings, any one of whom could easily crush Jinling, still have to listen to her.

Leng Xixi slowly raised her leg.

She turned her chair around and quickly started typing on the computer.

The projector lights up.

A map of Nanjing appeared on the screen.

But that wasn't a regular public map.

Instead, it contains underground pipe networks, abandoned projects, and old city renovation data left behind by the Leng Group during its participation in municipal engineering projects over the years.

Leng Xixi picked up the laser pointer and pointed it at several city exits.

"Highway entrance/exit".

National highways and provincial highways.

"High-speed rail station, airport, dock."

"None of you can get out of these."

"The Zhenguo Army will definitely maintain strict control over the area."

The expressions of the several great demon kings darkened simultaneously.

An eagle demon flapped its wings.

"What about the empty road?"

"Can't I just fly out?"

"fly?"

Leng Xixi scoffed.

"Although China's technology has not made any real breakthroughs for a long time, the Sky Eye system is not yet obsolete."

"The whole country's attention is now focused on Nanjing."

"If you dare to fly, you'll be no different from a brightly lit target."

The eagle demon's wings stiffened.

Inside the meeting room, the hearts of the great demon kings sank once again.

Available in the next second.

Leng Xixi changed the subject.

"but……"

All the demon kings' eyes lit up slightly.

Leng Xixi switches layers.

On the screen, a large number of dark lines emerged.

"Nanjing is the ancient capital of six dynasties."

"The underground is riddled with secret passages, culverts, and the old city's drainage system."

"You stole the Emperor's bones, so you should know about these places."

The weasel squinted its eyes.

Leng Xixi continued, "These secret passages are interconnected. The Zhenguo Army can think of underground routes, but a division of soldiers definitely cannot guard all the exits."

She then placed the laser pointer on a blue water line.

"This is the Yangtze River."

"It connects Yangzhou in the north and Tongling in the south."

"Numerous tributaries flow through the middle."

"With your great demon king's strength, it won't be difficult for you to sneak out of Jinling as long as you avoid the main route."

A glimmer of light finally appeared in the eyes of the several great demon kings.

waterway.

This is indeed another good method.

"And here too."

Leng Xixi switched layers again.

The laser points were located in the suburban mountains and forests, abandoned civil defense works, and several industrial reserved passages.

"The mountains and forests can conceal your figures."

"In the early days, wartime air-raid shelters were connected in one large area with many branches."

"There are also abandoned reserved ramps on the ring expressway. The road surface is closed, but the underground culverts are still there."

She raised her head and looked at the group of demon kings.

"These are the paths you will take to leave Jinling alive."

"call……"

The previously agitated minotaur's breath even seemed to lessen.

It had just thought it was cornered and facing a dead end.

Only now have I realized that there are so many exits hidden beneath the walls of Jinling City.

It immediately stepped forward.

"Say it!"

Which road is the best?

But the weasel didn't rush to speak.

It leaned on its cane, its gaze turning cold as it looked at Leng Xixi.

"Miss Leng."

"Why are you helping us like this? What are you after?"

Leng Xixi looked at it.

"You suspect there's a trap inside?"

The weasel did not deny it.

It has been studying a lot of human military strategies during this period.

The more I look at them, the more I realize how incredibly cunning these two-legged sheep are.

No profit can not afford to be early.

Do not work under the cover of darkness without merit.

This woman has no reason to help them for no reason.

Leng Xixi gave a cold laugh.

"If I really wanted you to be captured, how much time would I have had to tip you off during the broadcast just now?"

Did I do it?

The weasel's eyes remained fixed.

"So what exactly do you want?"

"reason?"

A morbid madness flashed in Leng Xixi's eyes.

"The Dragon King's Palace has sealed off all of Leng's paths to survival."

"Your stupid fox promised to keep providing me with the support potions that would allow the Leng family to turn the tide."

"I just don't want this collaboration to end before it even begins."

"Auxiliary medicine?"

The weasel glanced at the small, blood-red bottle on the table.

The liquid in the bottle was thick and emitted a faint fishy smell.

Its lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

That stuff is at most human blood that has been stimulated by sorcery, enough to make an ordinary person feel excited for a while.

It's a far cry from any so-called auxiliary medicine.

How dare someone with such a brain call Blood Fox stupid?

The weasel sneered inwardly, but forced a gentle smile onto its face.

"I see."

It leaned on its cane and slowly walked to the projection screen.

"Then Miss Leng."

"The method you just described to drive Lu Ming to a breakdown..."

"What is it?"

[Holy crap! Ugh!]

[The one for tomorrow has been sent today, and it wasn't scheduled! Oh my god!]