roccoschili Chapter 770 - 770: A Bloody Incident Caused by a Text Message_1
Chapter 770 - 770: A Bloody Incident Caused by a Text Message_1
Guo Xian looked at the warehouse not far away. He wasn't alone; his companions were hiding outside, letting him go in first to test whether it was genuinely a report about the Alien Race or some kind of trap.As long as there was any activity inside, the personnel from the Department of Earth Defense would take action immediately.
"I am here," he said as he pushed the door open, only to be ambushed by a trap. However, being a Martial General, he easily destroyed it and scoffed, "A feeble trick."
When Liao Xun saw the visitor was a Martial General, he was dumbfounded.
He knew at first glance that the visitor wasn't Wang Linchi. The question was, why hadn't Wang Linchi come, and why was a stranger—a Martial General, no less—here instead?
"Wait, there's a misunderstanding, I..." Liao Xun tried to explain quickly. The visitor's livid expression made him feel as if he were about to be torn apart.
The man seemed to be giving him a chance to explain; otherwise, he would already be dead.
However, plans rarely survive contact with reality. Before he could finish explaining, the warehouse wall behind him was blasted apart by a powerful surge of vital energy.
"Kill!!!"
A murderous aura erupted. Guo Xian's expression changed. "Four Martial Generals! Damn it, it really is a trap!"
Without hesitation, he killed Liao Xun instantly. In this situation, with enemies already fighting their way in, there was no time for explanations.
Besides the four Martial Generals, a large number of other Martial Artists poured into the warehouse.
Liao Xun, a mere martial master, was clearly bait—bait used to deceive him.
"Fortunately, I was a cut above, or I'd be dead for sure," Guo Xian said as his colleagues rushed in. Including him, there were now six Martial Generals, and they also had more Martial Artists of other ranks than the opposing side.
The invaders had their faces covered, making it impossible to identify them. They charged straight into the fray, completely unaware of Guo Xian's identity, so the battle began immediately.
Following the chaotic battle, the entire South Street was left in ruins.
No support came for the Department of Earth Defense. Instead, the priority was to contain the scene.
In the eyes of other official departments, Guo Xian and his men were there to deal with the Alien Race. If other departments got involved, they could be accused of trying to steal credit. Therefore, following an unspoken rule, they refrained from intervening unless Guo Xian's team actively requested assistance. After all, if one's actions lacked proper justification, they risked being reprimanded later.
"You bastards!!!" Guo Xian roared, his fist exploding Shi Si's head. As the headless body fell, the eyes of the remaining three brothers blazed with fury.
One cried, "Third Brother!"
Two others yelled, "Third Bro!"
The remaining three broke free from the encirclement of the Department of Earth Defense's Martial Generals and charged toward Guo Xian.
"Hmph, good, good. Such deep brotherly love. Today, you will all die under my iron fist!" Guo Xian's eyes filled with anger as he continued to fight alongside his colleagues.
At this point, neither side cared who their opponents were; both were deep in a killing frenzy.
Each side was more ferocious than the last. Although the Shi Family members found the blood-stained faces of their opponents somewhat familiar, they quickly dismissed this thought, assuming them to be pawns their eldest brother had planted long ago. Perhaps they had a fleeting encounter before, which would explain the sense of familiarity. It didn't matter if their faces were familiar; all they had to do was kill them. Such strength meant they were undoubtedly their eldest brother's trump cards. This time, it seemed he was done playing games and intended to forcibly seize control of the Shi Family. If they hadn't discovered it in time, they would have been doomed.
"Kill the leader first!" the Second Son of the Shi Family, seeing their disadvantage, roared. To win, they had to capture the leader.
Guo Xian had been leading the charge all along, so he was naturally considered their leader.
Without their leader, the enemy's combat effectiveness would decrease by at least ten percent.
The Fourth Son of the Shi Family and the Fifth Son of the Shi Family, of course, had no objections. This time, it was Guo Xian who couldn't hold on.
He was at a disadvantage after just one exchange.
His remaining colleagues were still rushing over; he needed to hold on for at least one more breath. But the enemy's frenzied assault made him doubt he could last even that long.
According to Murphy's Law, the more you dread something, the more likely it is to happen.
Outnumbered, two fists no match for four hands, a moment of carelessness allowed the Second Son of the Shi Family to pierce his chest with a short spear, striking his heart.
Then, the Fourth Son of the Shi Family slit his throat with a dagger hidden in his sleeve, while the Fifth Son of the Shi Family struck his head with both palms.
Before Guo Xian's colleagues could reach him to save him, he was dead.
His death was horrific: a large hole torn in his chest, his neck slashed open with a gaping wound, and finally, half of his head caved in.
This scene enraged Guo Xian's colleagues from the Department of Earth Defense.
To die at the hands of the Alien Race was an honorable sacrifice for the country, but to die at the hands of one's own people—that was an entirely different matter.
"Kill them! Kill them all for me!!!"
Having enraged the Department of Earth Defense, the three Shi Family sons also sensed that things were dire. Their opponents' morale hadn't dropped; instead, it seemed to surge even higher.
The leading Second Son of the Shi Family sneered; they too had come prepared.
At worst, it would be mutual destruction. They had come here today having already disregarded life and death.
If they managed to kill all their opponents, there was still a chance of survival. But if they lost or let any enemies escape, their eldest brother would undoubtedly be the first to kill them, ensuring they wouldn't live.
"The time to fight for our lives is now! Victory or defeat hinges on this battle!" the Second Son of the Shi Family roared, charging forward.
"To dare set a trap and attempt to annihilate the Department of Earth Defense within the city! Since the founding of our Great Zhao Dynasty, you are the first, and the most arrogant, to do so!"
The moment the Second Son of the Shi Family finished yelling, a terrifying pressure descended upon them, so oppressive they could barely breathe.
These words stunned the Shi Family men. They had never imagined they would be fighting the Department of Earth Defense.
The newcomer was the Bureau Master of the Eastern State's Department of Earth Defense, a Martial King-level Martial Artist.
"Wait, this is a misunderstanding!!!" the Second Son of the Shi Family cried out hastily. He never imagined their eldest brother would be so ruthless, tricking them into attacking the Department of Earth Defense. Wasn't he afraid of bringing disaster upon himself and implicating the entire Shi Family? But on second thought, only their eldest brother was ruthless enough to devise such a vicious plan, one that could even implicate himself.
"Misunderstanding? Hah." The Bureau Master of the Eastern State Department of Earth Defense sneered, his expression cold, and attacked without hesitation.
It seemed he intended to capture them alive for a thorough interrogation to find out who the mastermind was.
A moment of carelessness had cost his Eastern State Department of Earth Defense a Martial General and numerous Martial Artists. To be able to deploy four Martial Generals and so many other Martial Artists simultaneously, their backer was clearly no small power.
"The moment you killed people from my Eastern State Department of Earth Defense, it stopped being a misunderstanding." The Bureau Master of the Eastern State Department of Earth Defense was no fool. If you hadn't killed or maimed anyone, if they were only lightly injured, he might have believed it was a misunderstanding. He would even have been glad to see his subordinates learn a lesson and improve from it. But you've killed so many; now you say it's a misunderstanding? No one would believe that.
Seeing this, the Second Son of the Shi Family gritted his teeth. He knew they were no match for the Bureau Master, a Martial King. But surrendering was out of the question.
They knew well the severity of their crime for killing so many from the Eastern State Department of Earth Defense. At the very least, their entire family's assets would be confiscated.
The fatal part was, they had already formally divided the family property, so there was no way to drag their eldest brother down with them.
"Run! As far as you can!" the Second Son of the Shi Family yelled, resisting the oppressive aura of the Bureau Master of the Eastern State Department of Earth Defense. Then, he turned to flee.
However, the gap in strength was too vast. He had only taken two steps when the Bureau Master of the Eastern State Department of Earth Defense crushed him into a bloody pulp with a giant hand formed of vital energy and blood. The gruesome sight of his death made the scalps of the remaining Fourth and Fifth Sons of the Shi Family tingle with terror.
It was the first time they had witnessed a Martial King in action, killing their Second Brother, who was their equal in strength, so effortlessly.
At this moment, no one dared to move.
"Take them to the Blood Prison. Make sure to get a confession out of them!" the Bureau Master of the Eastern State Department of Earth Defense glanced at the two apprehended men. These are clearly the ringleaders. Although two are dead, these two remaining will surely know who the mastermind is. Even if they don't, there will be corresponding clues.
"And you lot!" he then berated his own men. "What a bunch of good-for-nothings, falling for such a simple trap!"
"When we get back, you all must undergo extra training!" The Bureau Master of the Eastern State Department of Earth Defense looked at the members of his department, his disappointment palpable. These losses could have been avoided.
After giving the leading Martial Generals one last fierce glare, he finally left.
There was no point in staying. He had more important things to do, such as ensuring the authorities launched a larger-scale cleanup in the Eastern State to prevent such incidents from recurring.