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If the other party had been more audacious... everyone in Lach City, including him, would probably be dead by now... no, they would have simply vanished into thin air.

What terrifying attack power!

While still shaken, Arik couldn't help but feel a deep-seated resentment.

Why can't that idiot Heywood understand human language?! He just had to go and court death! He just had to go and court death! Now he's been scared away by two attacks, leaving me with a mess to clean up... He was seething with anger.

I already told you not to mess with him... Is this idiot deaf?!

"Lord Arik, we have arrived."

Vicky, the female secretary walking beside her, reminded her boss.

Alec snapped out of his daze, his expression turning serious. He pushed open the door to the conference room in front of him and went inside.

The room was already full of people, and on the large screen at the far end, various data transmitted by the intelligence department were displayed.

Seeing that everyone was a bit nervous, Arik spoke up to calm them down, saying, "Calm down! What's the panic? So many players have witnessed this, and these players come from various divisions, even some from outer nodes. The news has already spread, and it's impossible to control. Those four A-level players who escaped... temporarily retreated, won't go crazy and come after us. Besides..."

He sneered inwardly, but said calmly, "They probably don't have the energy to pay attention to other things right now. This battle has only come to a temporary end, but that doesn't mean it will stop. Juan's fate is the best proof of that."

“Um… Lord Arik, we’re not worried about that.”

A middle-aged man in uniform, looking worried, stood up and said, "You may not know this, but 17 Mammon members were killed in the previous battle."

"Hmm?" Arik asked, "What's going on?"

He knew that Heywood and Abu were both members of the Mammon, but didn't those two manage to escape?

And 17 people... where did these 17 people come from? How did they die?

"Is such that."

The middle-aged man manipulated the tablet, constantly navigating the data on the large screen, and explained: "Just recently, the security team outside the city provided intelligence that the convoy heading to Lach City was attacked by cannibalistic players. When they arrived at the scene to provide assistance, they learned that the attackers had already been subdued by a young girl."

"According to eyewitnesses, the girl chased after the second group of criminal players who had taken hostages and fled. The security team followed them and, after a chase, brought back 11 criminal players."

"Afterwards, when the security team used torture devices to extract information, they learned that this group were all members of Mammon. Their goal was to lure the girl into Lach City to capture her. In addition to them, another C-level player and five B-level players were also involved, totaling 17 people. Even Juan was implicated..."

"Arrest a young girl?"

Arik was slightly surprised, then asked, "Have you found out the reason through interrogation?"

"They died before I could even ask."

"Dead? How did they die? Could it be... that some kind of artifact or technique was left in their bodies that you triggered?"

"No."

The middle-aged man swallowed hard and said, "Their deaths were the same as... the deaths of those two A-level players not long ago—their bodies suddenly split open and disappeared. Their time of death... was the same as Fomin's time of death, within a second of each other."

"..."

Arik's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately asked, "Where were those Mammon members when they died?"

“Fifty kilometers north of the north gate of Lach,” the middle-aged man replied, “there is a no-fly zone there, and that’s where the security forces conduct intelligence interrogation.”

“52 kilometers…” Arik continued, “And inside the city, have any of Mammon’s members died?”

"A player saw three people die in the same way near the battlefield. It is unclear whether these three were members of Mammon."

The middle-aged man replied, "We...we speculate that they are them, and we also speculate that, in addition to them, the other 17 players involved in the trapping plan were most likely...most likely killed at the same time. According to our deduction, the person who killed them is...the one who killed Juan and the two A-level players."

"..."

Arik was in turmoil.

So, Mr. Fan's first strike killed not only Fumin, but also other Mammon players inside and outside the city?

The Mammon players who lured the girl were all killed... Mr. Fan and that girl had a close relationship!

That first blood-red slash that swept across the entire city of Lach attacked not only the city but also the area outside the city—spreading at least 52 kilometers away.

In such a vast area, among such a large population, while killing an A-level player, they also precisely killed another 17 Mammon members...

This……

Arik swallowed subconsciously and asked nervously, "Are you sure the security team didn't get any reason from the Mammon members why they arrested that girl?"

“They were just about to ask when those people were killed,” the middle-aged man replied.

"Damn it!" Arik cursed. "You just listened to this and let it go? Bring all the people involved here right now, I want to question them one by one! And..."

He paused, then continued, "Don't let anyone know about this... No, send word to everyone who knows, gather them all, and I'll have someone use some kind of device to erase your memories."

"Yes!"

Under Arik's serious tone, the middle-aged man realized the gravity of the situation and quickly began to deal with it.

Alick also got busy, wondering if he should send some more money to Mr. Fan.

Mr. Fan seems to love money.

He wasn't trying to curry favor; he simply hoped that the other party would consider the money and not cause any more trouble for Lach City.

After all… Haywood is an A-level player in Division 011, so Lach City was already at risk of being targeted. Now, it seems his subordinates have discovered something they shouldn't know… Arik is really suffering.

Why am I so unlucky!

Since the partitioning and the ninth dimension began to merge, he seems to have encountered nothing that goes smoothly.

After hesitating for a while, he finally made a decision—he had to send the money.

Because he was scared!

From his subordinates' reports, he drew a terrifying conclusion—if Mr. Fan harbored hostility towards him, he wouldn't even need to come to Lach City to kill him. He could simply stand tens or even hundreds of kilometers away, make a horizontal slash along the horizon, and precisely kill him from among the countless people in the entire city of Lach.

Moreover, this attack method is not only incredibly bizarre, but its power is also unbelievably strong, capable of killing an A-level player in a single blow... It's absolutely outrageous, ridiculously outrageous!

How to block this?

Even if he hadn't retired, he would still be an active A-level player and wouldn't have had any chance to fight back.

If the other party wants to kill him, he can only wait to die.

He can't help but be afraid of this kind of person!

"Speaking of which... Mr. Fan is also a member of the Mammon clan, right? Is it really okay to just kill a fellow Mammon player like this?"

A question arose in Arik's mind.

He quickly composed himself and stopped thinking about it too much.

Whatever secrets are involved, they have nothing to do with him!

……

West Asia City.

After arriving at the hotel that provides services to players, Fan Xiao and Lu Baizhi, disguised, checked into a room to rest... well, just a simple rest, without involving anything inappropriate for children.

After entering the room, Fan Xiao took out a large amount of mental recovery potions from his storage space, placed them on the bed, and invited Lu Baizhi to take the potions together.

After taking the medication, neither of them spoke... mainly because they were too weak to talk. They could only sit on the bed and silently wait for their energy to slowly recover.

After struggling for a while, Lu Baizhi finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

It's clear that the little girl is a bit too honest.

Fan Xiao had previously instructed her to mobilize all her mental energy and unleash the mental amplification buff, so... she actually used up all her mental power.

Looking at the girl's tired sleeping face, Fan Xiao took off her shoes, straightened her sleeping position, and covered her with a blanket. Then, he began to fight against his own drowsy consciousness.

Due to "persecution complex," he is very tired but still dares not fall asleep.

What if I get attacked while I'm sleeping?

He continued to fight against the drowsy discomfort until his mental strength recovered slightly, enough to barely activate the Angel of Slaughter... He no longer hesitated and fell asleep on the bed.

The little angel living in his mind, with eyes and ears everywhere, diligently took on the security work.

This can be considered an alternative "automatic interception system".

After sleeping until evening, Lu Baizhi woke up and instinctively looked around.

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Fan Xiao standing by the window, looking puzzled and thoughtful.

After straightening her disheveled collar, she got out of bed and went over to him, asking, "Fan Xiao, what's wrong?"

"When I woke up, I suddenly found that there were ten million more in my player account." Fan Xiao turned his gaze from the window and said to Lu Baizhi, "It's so strange."

"Ten million?" Lu Baizhi also looked puzzled and subconsciously asked, "Did you rob...did those A-level players who escaped pay you back?"

“You can just say it was robbery, we’re all on the same side,” Fan Xiao laughed. “It wasn’t them, I haven’t even had a chance to ask them for it yet.”

He's just planning to extort money; he hasn't even posted any threatening messages on the Mammon forum yet.

Moreover, he has already used his "Breaking the Limit" technique, and his body is still weak. After suffering so much, how could he only extort ten million?

Damn it...who do you think you are?

It has to be at least a hundred times more!

"Then...who could it be?" Lu Baizhi asked.

“Since I came here, I’ve only given my account information to one person,” Fan Xiao said. “If I’m not mistaken, it was the governor of Lach City, Arik Lach, who transferred it to me.”

He paused here, a subtle emotion flickering in his eyes.

The governor made him a little embarrassed.

It's clear that Tina was behind Juan's affair. Arik was implicated and suffered an undeserved misfortune, yet he ended up paying her a large sum of money.

Now, this guy has transferred him another sum of money... Could it be that he's once again taking the blame for someone else and even losing money himself?

A pure and simple traitorous constitution!

Chapter 572 Qi Qi: Fan Xiao

To confirm his suspicions, Vanshaw called over a hotel staff member and then borrowed the staff member's communication device to make a phone call to Arik Lah... Arik had given him his contact information when he left the consul's residence earlier.

The call was quickly connected, and before Van Shaw could ask anything, Arik directly told him about the security team and the Mammon members, and assured him that he would send someone to use props to erase the memories of everyone who knew about the matter and handle it properly.

"The security team was conducting an intelligence investigation out of normal work requirements, and I hope you don't mind. As for Haywood, he is just a player from Division 011. His actions do not represent our entire division, nor do they have anything to do with our city of Lach... I apologize to you on their behalf, and that ten million is a small apology."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Fan Xiao took out a few game tokens, gave them to the waiter, and then erased the waiter's memory of the conversation.

After the waiter left, he turned to Lu Baizhi and asked, "Do you think I'm scary?"

"It's not scary."

Lu Baizhi also overheard the conversation.

She shook her head and said, "That governor misunderstood you. We didn't rob him... he wasn't the one asking for money. He didn't really need to do that. You won't blame him, Fan Xiao."

"Yes, it made me a little embarrassed."

Fan Xiao spoke with emotion.

Of course, despite saying that, he still didn't return the money.

If he returned the money, Arik Lah would not only be unhappy, but would also be so afraid that he would not be able to sleep... In order to take care of the other party's feelings and emotions, he had no choice but to accept the money against his conscience.

"By the way," Fan Xiao reminded Lu Baizhi, "use a coin to confirm whether those people from the Lach City security team really haven't had time to extract any key information from them yet."

Lu Baizhi nodded, took out her usual coins, tossed them more than ten times, then summarized the proportion of heads and tails, and said to Fan Xiao, "They seem... to really not know."

"That's good."

Fan Xiao gave up on pursuing the matter further.

Regarding Lu Baizhi's special circumstances, he wasn't actually too worried about the consequences of this being exposed... or rather, it was his past self who was worried about this.

Now, he has tested his current strength by fighting against A-level players... and has barely made it into the inner circle.

Even if Lu Baizhi's information is exposed, he is confident that he can kill all those who want to take advantage of him.

However, trouble is trouble, and not being afraid does not mean liking to be involved.

Given Mammon and his gang's ability to cause trouble, they certainly won't let this go and will definitely continue to create a lot of problems.

Therefore... all the Mammons who know the truth must die!

"Fan Xiao".