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"Senior, I feel like I've had a very long dream."

Jessica looked down at her reflection in the water of the glass. She had a strange feeling, as if she had been fighting a bloody battle in another place just a moment ago. In her dream, she seemed omnipotent; things she would never have dared to imagine before appeared naturally in her mind. She calmly dealt with dangers time and time again, turning peril into safety. Even her hands felt slightly numb, as if they were yearning, anticipating, and pursuing something.

"I want to go back to the training room and try again. I have a feeling that I can do things that I couldn't do before."

"You've just woken up from a coma, so it's best not to push yourself too hard."

Blue Poison looked at her with some concern and offered suggestions based on objective evidence.

"It's alright, senior."

Jessica stood up from her seat, took a deep breath, and naturally assumed the posture of the central axis locking system. Despite having no formal training in this area, she felt an innate understanding, and even the image of the Doctor appeared before her eyes, in a distant place.

"The summit is my goal; I can't allow myself to stop halfway up the mountain."

Chapter 264 Lin, the Wife-Protecting Maniac (4K)

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The outer ring of Longmen, at the border of the slums.

Silverwing Private Armed Security Contractor Corporation.

Where do you want to climb to?

Lin Lu returned to the office lobby with slightly heavy steps, leaving a trail of blood on the floor as Wenger crawled toward the French windows.

Wenger never imagined that his clever move of locking the office door and blocking most of the furniture in front of it would become his fatal mistake. He was left with only one option: to walk towards the broken French windows. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed he had made a mistake from the very beginning; one wrong step led to another.

If Wenger has any regrets, it's that he didn't point the hunting rifle at his own head; perhaps death would have been a better escape.

"wanna die?"

Lin Lu smiled gently, his eyes narrowing slightly beneath his hood.

Did you ask for my consent?

Lin Lu said calmly, and with a wave of his hand, a clump of black mud exuding an ominous aura fell to the ground.

The black silt eroded the bloodstains on the ground, constantly solidifying and forming puddles of semi-solidified, semi-liquefied material, resembling bony hands. These hands bound Wenger's legs, dragging him back to his original spot with brutal force, as if skinning him alive.

Lin Lu turned over and sat on the expensive mahogany desk. He looked at the mud flowing back and forth in his hands with a solemn expression.

"Actually, I don't like using this power. It always makes me feel like Mephisto, relying on this dangerous substance. But compared to you, Mephisto is just an ignorant child in kindergarten, only knowing how to stuff snowballs into the collars of his classmates' clothes."

The black mud in Lin Lu's hand changed according to his will, sometimes solidifying, sometimes gaseous, and sometimes flowing like a liquid.

"Ah...it works pretty well..."

Lin Lu gently rubbed his fingers together, separating a small piece of the black mud and throwing it into the secret room behind him.

Black mist instantly filled the office ceiling. When the abyssal substance touched the floor of the sealed room, it reacted violently within seconds, like adding Mentos to a Coke. A faint popping sound first came from inside the sealed room, followed by a series of soft popping sounds as bubbles expanded and burst. An unsuspecting person might think someone was playing the twelve-shot New Year's Eve music, even though it wasn't the New Year yet.

Wenger's face was ashen; he listened to the strange sounds coming from the secret room, his heart filled with fear.

"Don't rush, it'll be your turn soon."

Lin Lu said calmly, flipping his palm over. Since he extracted the Abyss Extract from Specter's nun's habit, he had only used it once. It was on a night when he was heading to the outskirts of Chernobog, where he killed some Ursus refugees who were trying to take advantage of Rhodes Island operators and used the Abyss Extract to destroy the evidence.

After the battle of the Upper City, the sight of the black mud reminded him of Mephisto, making him feel nauseous and disgusted, so he stopped using it.

I just didn't expect...

Evil people need to be dealt with by other evil people.

"Please, please, spare me..."

Wenger's trembling voice came from below.

Lin Lu raised an eyebrow and said unhappily, "Huh? I can't hear you."

"Please, please let me go!!"

Wenger coughed up the blood that had congealed in his throat, his face covered in blood, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Lin Lu.

“I… I still have 20 million Lungmen dollars in assets in Lungmen, and I can give you all of that. My funds are held in two places, one in Lungmen Bank and the other in Victoria Bank. I can give you the bank cards and account numbers!! I beg you to spare my life, I can even give you this building! Besides this secret room, there's another place in this office where I keep my safe, containing 2 million Lungmen dollars in cash, as well as the keys to a villa in Lungmen's wealthy district! I've stored some antiques and artworks there, and oh yes, I also have some beauties in my basement, all of that is for you!”

Driven by an intense will to survive, Wenger cried out for mercy. He endured the excruciating pain and, with a sliver of reason, laid out his bargaining chips on the table.

"..."

Lin Lu gazed at him calmly.

Meeting Lin Lu's cold gaze, Wenger bit his lip, trying to suppress his pounding heartbeat and make his voice sound as soft as possible.

"If none of these meet your needs..."

Wenger's lips trembled as he weighed the pros and cons, finally gritting his teeth and declaring, "I can also give you the company's ledgers! They contain not only intelligence we've accumulated in Lungmen over the years across various industries, but also records of corruption and embezzlement by some of Lungmen's powerful figures. Embezzling tax revenue, misappropriating disaster relief funds, seizing land, monopolizing slum construction funds, controlling medical resources for those infected with Oripathy, etc... The powerful figures they collude with are not just wealthy businessmen and high-ranking officials. I believe you understand the value of this!"

For Wenger, compared to his 20 million LMD in liquid funds, this ledger, which could easily be fatal, is his biggest trump card. Exposing the information in this ledger would cause a massive upheaval in Lungmen, and could even cost many lives!

For Wenger, this is a hot potato—valuable yet unpalatable.

Even though he wielded considerable influence in Lungmen as the president of Silverwing Private Armed Security Contractor, if he were to reveal the existence of this ledger, he wouldn't survive past the next day. Everyone whose names were recorded in the ledger would become desperate and try every means to kill him, destroying all evidence.

“My lord, you must understand! If it were you, those people wouldn’t be able to coerce you with force. When they can’t change the situation in a simple and direct way, they will come to you for help, just like I am now…” Wenger looked down at his pathetic state lying on the ground like an animal and let out a strange self-mocking laugh, “Those powerful people will definitely come to beg you not to publish the evidence in the ledgers in public, they will become your… dogs.”

"Please, spare my life."

Wenger pressed his head to the ground, blood and tears gushing out in a pathetic state.

"Are you done talking?"

Lin Lu raised his right index and middle fingers and tapped the table.

"That's it?"

Lin Lu's banging on the table grew louder and louder. "That's it? That's it? That's it?!"

Wenger felt a chill run through him; he didn't even dare to look up, keeping his head firmly pressed against the ground.

"Isn't this enough?!"

Wenger's heavy breathing reached the ground, mixing with the dirty dust and rushing back onto his face, causing a burning pain.

"The bigwigs at the top of Longmen have nearly half of the illegal evidence we've recorded! Their secrets are all here, their lives are all here! With your power, this city will be under your control in no more than a month! Even the Longmen Governor Wei Yanwu is just an empty shell; you are the one who will steer this city!"

Wenger clenched his fists tightly, the pain of his severed fingers making him incredibly clear-headed, and the things he had once fantasized about resurfaced in his mind.

When Wenger arrived in Lungmen, his ambition was to take control of the city, which is why he left behind the account books.

However, cruel reality repeatedly thwarted him. Now, coupled with his status as a successful and wealthy corporate president, and the ability to indulge his desires for beauty at will, Wenger's will had long been corrupted, his physique was no longer robust, and he was no longer the man he once was.

"My lord, I am willing to be your dog. Believe me, even dogs come in many kinds. Some dogs can be controlled, while others can be used to spread rabies. Whether you need my loyalty, or the connections, resources, and trump cards I've accumulated over the years, I can offer them all to you!!"

Wenger screamed hysterically, his only goal being to survive at all costs.

"enough."

Lin Lu shook his head and sighed, "You still don't know what you did wrong."

Wenger's shoulder jolted violently, a chill ran down his forehead pressed against the ground, and his bloodied mouth trembled uncontrollably.

"Why won't you let me go! I've laid everything bare, even my entire life. Why won't you let me go! What more do you want? Ha, ha ha ha, I've lived a life without parents, wife, or children, what more can you do?!"

Wenger has gone mad, completely mad, his remaining sanity has been burned away by fear.

He didn't care about anything anymore, even if it angered Lin Lu. No matter what he said, it was useless; the other party clearly wanted him dead! Since that was the case, why waste words? He just wanted to know why the other party had stormed up the building and broken the wings of the Dragon Gate Silver Wing.

"It seems you still don't know who I am."

Lin Lu jumped down from the desk, stepping onto the wet, slippery floor, and looked down at Wenger from his elevated position.

"If I hadn't noticed your actions, if I had slept for another day, if the elite operators weren't here, if I hadn't made it in time... then, when your people massacred my Rhodes Island, even if Kal'tsit stubbornly wiped out all the assassins, she would definitely have used forbidden drugs. Given her physical condition, how many more times could she withstand illegal drugs?"

“I know what kind of person she is. That woman never thinks about herself and always puts her own life last. She persists for someone’s long-cherished wish, almost burning herself like firewood. That foolish woman who is willing to burn herself to bring warmth to the cold winter night…” Lin Lu took a deep breath, all his emotions bursting out in his chest. He understood why he was angry.

"If anything happens to her, I will not only kill you, not only kill Wei Yanwu, but I will also make the entire city of Longmen pay with its life!"

Lin Lu clenched his fist tightly, and the black mist exploded in his hand, bursting into dazzling and sinister sparks.

Deep within the black helmet and visor, a chilling light shone, and the cobalt blue eyes resembled guiding lights from hell.

The creatures of the abyss were imbued with a spirit; a river of black mud flowed from the secret chamber. Like a surging tide, it surged into the main hall of the office in an instant, rushing towards Wenger's location.

Wenger jerked his head back, staring at Lin Lu with disbelief, thinking to himself...

crazy.

This person is insane.

What did he just say? Rhodes Island? A mere pharmaceutical company, a small company that relies on Lungmen to do some tasks to search for unregistered infected people in exchange for meager supplies, where does it get the confidence and courage to let Lungmen, the jewel of Terra, be buried with it?

This was the funniest joke Wenger had ever heard. If his body hadn't been submerged in black mud, he would have been laughing hysterically at the man's overestimation of his abilities.

But he couldn't laugh.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!"

A terrifying shriek, like the wail of a demon, came from Wenger's hoarse throat.

Human pain sensation often originates from feedback within the nervous system, where nerve endings are located in the skin, flesh, and bone marrow. These nerve endings are able to sense the shape of objects they come into contact with and to feel pain, transmitting this information to the brain's central nervous system, prompting an avoidance response. However, the nerves that transmit pain are not limited to these few locations; the spinal cord, directly connected to the brain, is also involved. This is why some people become paralyzed after a spinal cord injury.

Whether in the past or present, people are always best at destroying another person.

There are hundreds of known forms of punishment, such as the well-known water torture, burning at the stake, electrocution, rat torture, skinning, slow slicing, and hanging. Generally speaking, these physical punishments can only cause pain to the victim, but they are difficult to achieve a comprehensive and simultaneous torment of both the body and mind.

The creatures drawn from the abyss solved this problem perfectly. They devoured intense negative emotions such as blood, terror, death, despair, and resentment, using them as nourishment for growth. In particular, the wronged souls who died in agony were what the abyss loved most.

"This is the sin you left behind, the resentment and anger of those women when they died. Feel it deeply."

Wenger felt as if countless blades were twisting and writhing in every part of his body, as if iron needles were coursing through his veins instead of blood. The pain was far worse than having all ten fingers severed. His beloved manhood, the object of his nightly revelry, was no exception; it felt as if it were being chopped into tiny pieces and then poured into a blender.

What terrified Wenger most was not just that, but the black mud that submerged his mouth and nose caused hallucinations in his mind.

The heads of the women he had severed gazed at him from the sky, while headless corpses on the ground attacked him.

The hellish torment seemed endless. In Wenger's last moments of consciousness, he saw Lin Lu easily find the place where he had hidden the safe. His safe was bought from Thor Industries; its thickness was comparable to the armor of a warship, and even a chainsaw couldn't cut it open. It was even reinforced with fragments of pure Originium, which would generate an electric current after three incorrect password attempts, instantly burning the thief to a crisp.

However, the expected sparks did not occur. At the edge of Wenger's vision, he saw the safe's outer shell turn to dust.

"I will go and get what I want myself."