Blazing blue flames.
Fiercely shattering living people one by one!
Bai Ye was dead. The more than five hundred Bai family mercenaries who had gathered had no power to fight back. While madly fleeing, they were pulverized into dust, piece by piece.
More than five hundred mercenaries!
In the end, only a few dozen managed to escape.
The deafening gunshots finally stopped, and the rotating gun barrels ceased their spin. The armored figure mechanically turned, then automatically opened its helmet, revealing a face of stunning beauty. kanδん
"This is quite fun!"
Tang Ke Ke said, with a touch of perversion.
The gate of Grandpa Gou's compound opened, and Ye Zi Xiao led people out. Ye Zi Xiao knew the armored figure was Tang Ke Ke, so he was not surprised and felt nothing about the corpses strewn everywhere.
"Sister Tang, it really is you!"
Bai Ling Er excitedly jumped onto the off-road vehicle.
"Xiao Bai, are these your family's soldiers?"
Tang Ke Ke asked, still inside the armor.
"They're from the Bai family, not mine. My uncle Bai Zhen Shan is still alive. When I see him, I must ask him who killed my parents back then?"
"You suspect your uncle?"
"Yes!"
Bai Ling Er nodded stubbornly.
"President Tang, amazing!"
"President Tang, your gear is so cool!"
"President Tang, you're awesome!"
Lin Bin, Leng Shao, and Shan Ge all knew Tang Ke Ke and knew she was a super-rich magnate. They never expected she would also be into mechanics. For a moment, they all praised her equipment.
As for Grandpa Gou's group of impoverished bandits.
They were all dumbfounded.
"Oh my god!"
"Killed so many people?"
"This is trouble now!"
"It's over, we've caused big trouble!"
The bandits all muttered with their mouths agape.
Living in the slums outside Da Wu City, everyone here deeply feared the Bai family's power. Now that hundreds of the Bai family had died, they were bound to seek revenge.
"Boss, what do we do?"
"Boss, let's run!"
Several leaders surrounded Grandpa Gou.
Grandpa Gou looked up at Bai Ling Er on the car roof and said in a low voice, "Damn it, we can't run. We must rely on them now. These Dragon Country people are not simple; stay steady."
"Alright!"
"We have no choice!"
The leaders nodded helplessly.
With a whirring mechanical sound, Tang Ke Ke's armor automatically opened, and a beautiful woman jumped to Ye Zi Xiao's side. She smiled sweetly, her eyes filled with even more infatuation.
"What are you smiling at?"
Ye Zi Xiao asked curiously.
"At you!"
"What's so funny about me?"
"You, a young master of high status, with wealth and followers, and a wife coveted by all men, yet you're not enjoying life at home but coming to this godforsaken place as refugees. Isn't that funny?"
"It is quite funny!"
Ye Zi Xiao chuckled self-deprecatingly and retorted, "Aren't you the same? You're the chairman of Long Ding Group, and instead of enjoying life, you're piloting a mecha to kill people with me. Are you out of your mind?"
"Do you think I wanted to come?"
"Then why did you come?"
"Your senior sisters unanimously asked me to come."
"Why didn't they come themselves?"
"They're… quite busy lately!"
Tang Ke Ke trailed off, not wanting to talk anymore.
Ye Zi Xiao was too lazy to ask further.
He looked up to see Lin Bin, Leng Shao, and Shan Ge busy inside the giant steel beast. Shan Ge and the other men were like children, touching and looking at everything, utterly excited.
"This vehicle costs a hundred million?"
Ye Zi Xiao asked Tang Ke Ke curiously.
"With the armor, it's over a hundred million."
"Where did you get it?"
"It's a product of an allied country!"
"Mm, I understand!"
Ye Zi Xiao said, then turned and entered the courtyard.
The war monster also drove into the courtyard. Most of Grandpa Gou's people had returned. Under Bai Ling Er's command, Grandpa Gou summoned over a thousand people he had scattered throughout the slums.
The bodies of the Bai family mercenaries were cleared.
This area was cordoned off.
Inside the room, Ye Zi Xiao called Grandpa Gou over and asked, "What's your influence like in this slum? If you rally them against the Bai family, how many will follow you?"
"Boss Ye, I'm not bragging, but in this slum of five to six hundred thousand people, if I, Old Gou, say the word, at least half will follow me. Damn it, I might not be good at fighting others, but there will be no shortage of people to fight the Bai family."
"Good, then go rally them!"
"You just wait and see!"
Grandpa Gou left confidently.
That afternoon, the entire slum became noisy. Grandpa Gou's men were everywhere, notifying people. Many small gangs were gathering, and various tribes were also busy. It truly felt like a united operation.
Inside Da Wu City, which had no garrison…
In a heavily guarded luxurious villa.
Bai Zhen Shan, in his fifties, was not idle even in broad daylight. On a super-large bed, he was busy with several beautiful Wu clan women. The scene was eye-searing, and Bai Zhen Shan was already drenched in sweat.
"Master, Master!"
A call echoed from outside the bedroom.
"What is it?"
Bai Zhen Shan roared from the bed.
"Master, something has happened!"
"What could possibly happen?"
"Our people have been killed."
"What's a few deaths?"
"More than four hundred…"
Bang!
The bedroom door was kicked open.
Bai Zhen Shan, his body covered in fat like a pig, wearing only cartoonish briefs, rushed out of the bedroom with a furious expression. He grabbed a small old man in black robes and lifted him until his head hit the ceiling.
"What the hell did you say?"
"Master, something really happened!"
"Who did it?"
"Dragon Country people from the slum."
"Dragon Country people?"
"Yes, they shouldn't be underestimated!"
"Damn it, they're asking for death!"
Bai Zhen Shan threw the old man aside with a wave of his hand.
In the Wu Kingdom, there were two races: the Yan clan and the Wu clan. The Yan clan people were almost indistinguishable from Dragon Country people, but the Wu clan was different, and many among the Wu clan were sorcerers.
The Yan clan and the Wu clan had always been at odds.
Racial conflict had always existed.
However, Bai Zhen Shan, like many other Yan clan powers, kept Wu clan sorcerers in his household as strategists. This old man, for example, was a sorcerer advisor whom Bai Zhen Shan kept.
The old man's codename was An Mo.
It was said that An Mo understood illusionary witchcraft, capable of emitting a mist that could strip enemies of their souls and turn them into obedient slaves.
Of course.
This kind of witchcraft might also be just a legend.
However, An Mo being an advisor to Bai Zhen Shan certainly meant he had some abilities. At the very least, he was favored by Bai Zhen Shan, otherwise, he wouldn't dare to interrupt Bai Zhen Shan's activities.
On the large sofa.
Bai Zhen Shan, still in his cartoon briefs, lit a cigarette and said to An Mo, "The armored vehicles are hard to deal with. We don't have heavy weaponry, and even howitzers might not be able to crack that monster."
"Master need not worry. In my opinion, first send a brigade into the slum to test the waters. If they prove too difficult to handle, I will deploy the Wu clan's hell troops."
An Mo said, revealing an evil smile.
"Will those lowly people dare to rebel?"
"Master, rest assured, the poor dare not rebel."
"Good, then let's do it!"
"Yes, Master!"
An Mo grinned and went to make arrangements.
Bai Zhen Shan lit another cigarette and grumbled, "Are the Dragon Country people brainless? What the hell are they doing here? Damn it, something's not right. Who is targeting me?"
"Master!"
"Master, come quickly!"
"Come, Master!"
Just as Bai Zhen Shan was contemplating, the door to the master bedroom opened. The strangely dressed Wu clan beauties, with their sweet yet eerie voices, called out to their master.
Bai Zhen Shan stubbed out his cigarette.
Like a pig, he burrowed back into the bedroom…