Chapter 366 - 239: Rampage

Chapter 366: Chapter 239: Rampage

The dog-headed man’s threat to withdraw was merely opportunistic extortion. But if Night Fox wasn’t willing to cough up some benefits, he couldn’t be blamed for turning his bluff into reality.

The situation with the mission target had changed significantly, giving him a valid reason to cause trouble.

Having successfully secured his prize, the dog-headed man stopped looking for trouble.

Night Fox immediately gave the order. The group no longer hesitated and charged as one. At their full speed, the twenty-kilometer distance would take them only a few minutes.

Yu Fei stared at the large patch of blue and green gems charging toward him, his heart as calm as still water.

’Their speed is pathetic.’ He recalled how, during a military exercise, Hengji could cross nearly ten kilometers in just over ten seconds at her absolute limit.

His own [Burning Void Escape] could cover five or six kilometers in an instant. In comparison, these guys were just using crude footwork to travel. The difference was night and day.

BOOM!

Once the attackers crossed the fifteen-kilometer mark, Yu Fei abruptly opened fire.

The deep roar of the Annihilator echoed continuously as plumes of blood mist erupted across the open plains. Yu Fei no longer cared about one-shot kills. Anyone who could survive a single shot from him had to be an elite among Gang Qi or Spiritual Intent Martial Artists. Even so, they would be heavily wounded and unable to maintain full combat effectiveness.

The streaks of fire were like the Grim Reaper’s scythe, making Night Fox and the others’ scalps tingle with fear.

The dog-headed man’s furious roar shook the plains.

"Dammit! This motherfucker’s rate of fire is denser than a whole sniper squad’s!"

An ordinary, well-trained sniper, even with the help of an assisting Martial Artist, would be considered excellent if they could maintain an average firing rate of once per minute. But what the hell kind of monster was this?

From the moment the fight began, the guy hadn’t stopped shooting. He was firing a shot every three to five seconds, and his accuracy was terrifyingly high.

"Charge! We die if we don’t make it through!"

Night Fox’s shrill voice rang out.

Suddenly, a silent sense of mortal danger washed over her. Night Fox’s scalp tingled. At the last possible second, her form blurred and reappeared over ten feet away in an instant. The afterimage she left behind was blasted into specks of light.

It was another Fake Form Shift technique.

Night Fox’s mouth went dry. It was the first time she had ever come so close to death. She stared resentfully at the villa ahead, her hatred for the unknown prodigy boundless.

’They already have access to so many resources. Why can’t they let others have the scraps?’

In just a few short minutes, Yu Fei had emptied thirteen magazines. More than half of the assassins now lay dead on the plains.

’What a shame.’ If only the energy infusion in the psionic bullets lasted for an hour, he could have sniped every last one of them by himself.

"Kill! The bastard’s finally stopped shooting!"

The dog-headed man was so overjoyed he could have wept. He had been charging at the front and had quickly been targeted by one of Yu Fei’s shots. But relying on the sharp intuition he’d honed through countless life-and-death battles, he had managed to dodge the bullet.

Freed from Yu Fei’s sniping threat, the attackers charged forward with reckless abandon. They didn’t dare guess whether this terrifying barrage had merely paused or if it was over for good.

In this life-or-death moment, no one was willing to take that chance.

They would rather die fighting head-on, even if it meant being defeated in martial combat, than be picked off so ignominiously by a psionic firearm. At least that way, they could say they had put up a fight.

"Kill!"

Taolang and the others engaged their own opponents. They had launched a surprise attack, but unfortunately, it wasn’t very effective. It was as if the enemy already knew their positions.

In the chaotic battle, three Martial Artists from the Security Bureau had tried to set an ambush, only to be ambushed themselves and severely wounded.

’There must be a traitor among my men,’ Song Cheng thought, his heart heavy. ’But I don’t know who, and it’s impossible to investigate right now.’

His figure abruptly appeared at the forefront of the battle. He brought his fists down hard on several Gang Qi Realm enemies.

With the might of a Grandmaster, and the element of surprise, Song Cheng instantly killed three Gang Qi-level enemies. The surrounding foes immediately scattered, fleeing for their lives.

The gap between the Gang Qi Realm and a Grandmaster was as wide as a chasm. Grandmaster Martial Artists had undergone a qualitative transformation.

Just as Song Cheng was about to strike again, a furious shout echoed from the distant horizon.

"How dare you!"

In the next instant, a gray streak of sword light shot toward Song Cheng like a lightning bolt, attempting to intercept his attack.

Clearly, Night Owl Mansion also had a Grandmaster taking part in the assault. A hoarse voice, thick with suppressed anger, called out:

"Song Cheng! You are a Grandmaster yourself! Aren’t you afraid of being ridiculed for bullying your juniors?"

Song Cheng roared with laughter. "Why wouldn’t I dare? When dealing with scum like you, I wish I could slaughter every last one of you myself! You, on the other hand, are a coward who hides his face. Since you’ve decided to show yourself, why not tear off that flimsy disguise and let me see which bastard you really are!"

As he spoke, Song Cheng effortlessly shattered the sword light, then casually crushed a Gang Qi and a Spiritual Intent Martial Artist to death.

"Hmph! You’re courting death!"

The attacking Grandmaster no longer dared to hide. With a raise of his hand, a cyan sword shot toward Song Cheng.

"Now that’s more like it! If you dare to do something so unscrupulous, don’t even think about hiding your ugly face! If you want to have a foot in both the criminal underworld and the world of law, you’d better not be afraid of getting torn in two!

Let me see just which scoundrel you are!"

As he spoke, Song Cheng brazenly met the attack with his bare fists. Who would have thought that the old director of the Security Bureau was actually a Grandmaster who specialized in pugilism!

’I know perfectly well,’ Song Cheng thought, ’that with the resources of an entire province at my disposal, even if the Security Bureau is short-staffed, I could easily mobilize a hundred Gang Qi Martial Artists in an emergency like this. I could even call on a few Grandmaster friends to lend a hand without issue.’

’But ever since Mei Shasha defected, I must have stepped on the toes of some powerful figures. They’re getting desperate.’

’In just one week, Jingshan Province has been plagued by a series of "accidents." Crises are popping up everywhere, and my orders within the Security Bureau are being obstructed at every level, both up and down the chain of command.’