After the person who fell onto the car disappeared, the gunfire in City 10 ceased, it’s unclear when exactly.
There wasn’t any heavy weaponry, just ordinary automatic rifles. However, regardless of the shooter’s identity, the sporadic shots from a single automatic rifle managed to suppress the Qing Family’s rear convoy, preventing them from lifting their heads.
Qing Wen sat in the only bulletproof car, his Face[-] ashen.
From his perspective, his convoy was driving ho when a car accident blocked their path, imdiately followed by suppressive fire.
This was clearly a preditated ambush.
Qing Wen said coldly, “I wonder which brother from the Qing Family chose to attack in the City 10 capital area, disregarding the Qing Family’s reputation. Qing Xing? No, he only hides and plays petty tricks. Qing Yi? No, his supporters have left City 10. Qing Yuan, Qing Wu? Or Qing Shi’s father? Possible…”
At this mont, the middle-aged man in the passenger seat turned to Qing Wen, “Young Master, shall I make a move?”
Qing Wen hesitated, “Uncle Lin, before the fourth round of Shadow Succession, it’s taboo for soone of your level to make a move. If the Shadow Master doesn’t hold you accountable, that’s fine, but if he does, it’ll be troubleso. I suspect this entire incident tonight is soone trying to see if I have any experts around .”
Uncle Lin remained silent; Qing Wen had to make this decision himself.
After a mont’s thought, Qing Wen said, “Call my uncle and ask him to bring the Garrison Troops for support. I think sothing’s fishy.”
Uncle Lin nodded, “I’ve already called; he should be on his way.”
“Then I’ll wait in the car,” Qing Wen said.
With the gunfire ceasing, the long street beca eerily quiet.
Pedestrians had already fled, leaving the two convoys silently facing each other on the long street.
In the chanical God Sect’s vehicle, the Chief Judge said solemnly, “Sothing’s wrong.”
“Huh?” The young man in the passenger seat was puzzled.
“If the convoy behind us was supposed to attack us, why didn’t they get out to counterattack, and why would that shooter fire at them?” the Chief Judge said. “I understand now; soone created this coincidence to incite conflict between the chanical God Sect and the Qing Family! Liu Lin, go and negotiate with the convoy behind. If it’s a misunderstanding, clarify it.”
The young man in the passenger seat was stunned. Who in their right mind would get out of the car and die right now? Who knows if the convoy behind them is really there to attack them together?
Even if they’re not, what if the people attacking them haven’t left yet?
Seeing Liu Lin’s reluctance, the Chief Judge said coldly, “Get out.”
Liu Lin reluctantly got out of the car, raising his hands as he walked towards the Qing Family convoy, “Don’t shoot…”
Everyone’s attention was drawn to him.
However, Liu Lin didn’t walk towards the Qing Family convoy; he abandoned his car and ran.
While running, he saw the person who had just fallen from the building standing in the shadows by the street, curiously looking at him.
This feeling was too eerie.
The Chief Judge watched Liu Lin’s cowardly retreat from the car, letting out a cold laugh.
He calmly opened the car door and got out, walking step by step towards the Qing Family vehicles, loudly saying, “I am the Chief Judge of the chanical God Sect’s Third Tribunal. I request to speak with the convoy leader to resolve the misunderstanding between us.”
But at this mont, a figure suddenly rushed out from the shadows.
As the figure moved, the Chief Judge saw that under the hood was a girl, delicate and pretty.
But the Chief Judge didn’t let his guard down. He subconsciously extended his two chanical arms to block, but the girl threw a hook punch, precisely hitting the point where his arms intersected: “Up!”
The Chief Judge sneered; this level of attack couldn’t affect him, nor could it destroy his chanical arms.
But the next second, he realized sothing was wrong.
The mont the punch arrived, the world’s force field seed to change, and he could no longer stand firmly on the ground; gravity no longer existed.
With a loud boom, the Chief Judge, whose body was covered in cybernetic limbs weighing hundreds of kilograms, was punched hundreds of ters into the air, like a vector teor.
Qing Wen sat in the car silently watching this scene, shocked.
Uncle Lin was also shocked.
Even if a B-class expert attacked an ordinary person, sending them flying tens of ters would be amazing. But now, the assassin’s punch was like sending the Chief Judge into outer space.
This was the purest visual shock, a subversion of cognition.
Unbeknownst to them, Qing Chen returned upon learning that the chanical God Sect had sent another expert to City 10.
Shadow told him that it was a B-class Chief Judge; this level of existence couldn’t be countered by the Guardians’ Union with sheer numbers; an expert was needed to deal with him.
Otherwise, with Luo Wanya’s shallow foundation in City 10, it would be impossible to escape the opponent’s pursuit.
Before leaving, Qing Chen had to eliminate the biggest potential threat the Guardians’ Union might Face[-]; the rest was just a matter of convenience.
The reason he dared to return was because of Yang Yang.
Just like the two war machines they encountered on their way to Forbidden Zone 002 with Old Master Li Xiurui, chanical power was as fragile as paper in front of a Forcefield Awakened One.
If it were a true B-class expert, the opponent’s life force field would be so strong that Yang Yang couldn’t affect them; there would be repulsion between abilities.
But mass-produced experts faced Forcefield Awakened Ones as if they encountered their natural enemies.
Before Forcefield Awakened Ones, they were nothing more than hundreds of kilograms of tal.
Before, Qing Chen wouldn’t let Yang Yang make a move, but now the Guardians’ Union’s actions overlapped with her goals, so her intervention was appropriate.
The Chief Judge was seen howling as he flew into the night sky, but he wasn’t completely waiting to die.
His back clothes suddenly ripped open, revealing eight jet thrusters behind him, stabilizing his position in the air.
At this mont, the Chief Judge knew what he had encountered. He panicked and tried to abandon the ground convoy and fly north.
But before he could fly far, Yang Yang had already soared into the sky.
No matter how agile the jet thrusters were, they couldn’t compare to a Forcefield Awakened One, the true king of the sky. Yang Yang quickly tore apart and threw down the Chief Judge’s jet thrusters one by one.
Then she controlled the Chief Judge and flew him far away.
Leaving Qing Wen and the others speechless on the ground.
With a thud, a thruster fell solitarily onto their hood.
Qing Wen: “…”.
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In the chanical God Sect headquarters’ secret prison, screams echoed incessantly.
Soone used a salt-soaked whip to repeatedly whip the prisoner, each strike leaving a deep gash.
A strong sll of blood filled the interrogation room.
A Red-robed Deacon personally wielded the whip, looking at the prisoner hanging on the cross, and sneered, “A month ago, you were a devout follower of the chanical God Sect. Now, after defecting to the Guardians’ Union for only a month, you’ve beco so stubborn? Tell , who else is in the Guardians’ Union in City 18?”
Another whip fell on the prisoner’s body.
The prisoner was already dying and couldn’t answer; he couldn’t even speak.
The Red-robed Deacon chuckled and said to the assistant beside him, “Electrocute him; he should be at his limit.”
The assistant used two electrodes on the prisoner’s chest, only to see the prisoner twitch a few tis.
He opened his eyes.
Standing ten centiters in front of the prisoner, the Red-robed Deacon asked with imnse pressure, “Who are the main people in the Guardians’ Union in City 18? Na one mber of the Golden Family, and I’ll allow you to return to the chanical God Sect.”
However, the next mont, the prisoner said with a tragic smile, “…Humanity shouldn’t fear struggle; everything we do is for a better tomorrow. There should be no religious coercion of families, no Conglorates hijacking society. That beautiful day will surely co.”
“May the youth of the Federation not fear the cold…if you have a little warmth, give off a little light, like a firefly, you can also give off a little light in the darkness, without waiting for a torch.”
“My friends, we cannot use gentleness to deal with darkness; we must use fire.”
The Red-robed Deacon was horrified. At one mont, he didn’t know why he felt a surge of fear. A month ago, the opponent was an ordinary chanical God Sect follower, but now he had beco so terrifying.
Just then, the security personnel of the chanical God Sect headquarters suddenly felt sothing was amiss. The flow of people in front of the gate seed unusual; there were always strange gazes directed at them.
In the crowd, two masked teenagers walked out, step by step towards the chanical God Sect.
“Stop,” the security personnel said coldly.
However, the two teenagers didn’t stop.
One of them even accelerated. Before the security personnel could raise their guns, he had already reached the security personnel, grabbing their necks with one hand and lifting them high.
The next mont, intense flas erupted from his palm, blasting the security personnel into the sky, turning them into fireworks.
The teenager turned back to look at the crowd, “They captured our brothers and sisters, tortured, insulted, and beat them. They publicly slandered, ridiculed, and mocked us in the dia. After tonight, there will be no chanical God Sect in City 18.”
The other teenager said, “Rember, do not disturb the civilians, do not expand the scope of the attack, maintain discipline.”
Having said that, the two teenagers walked into the chanical God Sect headquarters.
None of those they encountered could withstand a single attack.
The chanical God Sect headquarters wasn’t empty today; they had withdrawn their defensive forces and concentrated them here.
However, the teenagers were fearless.
Because Boss said, let’s just wipe them out completely.
As the two teenagers walked into the chanical God Sect, the hundreds of people on the street looked at each other; the fire in the sky illuminated everyone’s red faces.
Their eyes beca increasingly determined, and they charged towards the chanical God Sect headquarters.
Qin Shuli hesitated for a mont and also charged in.
If she was too slow, the opportunity to beco a Purple Family mber might be snatched away by others.
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