Chapter 266: He’s Even More Terrifying Than Marvel’s Arrow-shooting Yondu!
On a large tree in the forest, a sentry dropped silently to the ground, the bloody hole in his neck hideous.
Chen Han went over, picked up the AK in his hand, and put it into the game warehouse.
Maybe it would be useful at some point.
Or he could put it into the artifact refining furnace to refine it; he had no idea what would happen.
He looked ahead in one direction.
No one had expected a manor to be hidden there, with a very large building inside.
Or rather, anyone who had thought of it and come to spy here had lost their life. Behind it were many mounds of earth, crudely made, with a rotten stench seeping through the soil. There was no need to say what was buried there.
Not to mention the manor’s main building; just along the top of the manor walls, many sentry posts had been set up, each with people holding weapons, all long and automatic.
There had to be more than a hundred in the open posts outside. Even if surrounded and attacked by the army, they could hold out for a while. After all, the troops on the Myanmar side were just like that.
It could be said that even if they could not hold out, it would be enough time for the main figures inside to retreat.
In the country, there would be no tolerance for such a situation. Just having a weapon in hand would bring severe and heavy punishment.
It was also because people in the country were too well protected that they spent all day hating their own nation, feeling this is bad and that is bad, without any idea of what things were like outside.
In fact, the country was already doing extremely well. Although there were some bad aspects that made people indignant, it was absolutely far better than the outside world by an unknown margin.
Do not let yourself be led by the rhythm of agitators online.
Those agitators were now best at stirring up this kind of antagonistic emotion.
It was like showing girlfriends all kinds of bad videos about their boyfriends, and showing boyfriends all kinds of bad videos about their girlfriends. It was all provocation, sowing seeds of distrust in their hearts.
This was actually also a reason why breakups and divorces were becoming more and more common.
Those who could be brainwashed were all people with insufficient understanding. For example, some people online talked about the triangular area, asking why troops were not sent.
What they did not know was that in that place, the country did not even have the qualification to send troops, let alone any “Dongfeng express” or such.
Because of the line it had always followed, it could not act like some hegemon.
If they dared to send a Dongfeng over, the efforts of the past decades and their international reputation would all be gone.
At present, only three places had the right to send troops there. As for the soldiers and weapons of these three places, those who understood already understood.
Just like how, even though people clearly knew the situation in Myanmar, there were still many who asked why the country did not go crack down on it, and dragged in many contradictory arguments.
They did not understand what sovereignty meant.
Myanmar was a sovereign country; others simply had no qualification to crack down. If there was to be a crackdown, it had to be done by its own people.
They would even say why Myanmar itself did not crack down, or ask why pressure was not put on them and so on.
What they did not know was that Myanmar itself could not crack down either.
Myanmar now was a bit like the warlord era we once had, with lords everywhere, each with their own armies.
Think about the time when warlords were everywhere. How did those with armies raise military funds?
In ancient times, there were those who slaughtered cities to gather grain.
In more recent times, there were those who directly sold opium.
So, do not believe in so-called high-paying scams. Going there meant leaving your fate to the heavens. Even if you died, no one could stand up for you.
After watching for a long time, even Chen Han had to admit this place was tightly guarded, but it was perfect for testing his methods as a cultivator.
At a sentry post, A Shan, bored out of his mind, stared at the surrounding forest. He felt deep regret, missing his beautiful wife back home, and his adorable twin daughters.
If he had not acted so ostentatiously at the bar back then, crippling someone, his involvement with that gang would not have been exposed, and he would not have had to flee overnight.
Later he had been wanted, smuggled himself out, and dared not return. If he went back, he would face five years in prison.
But now he truly regretted it. He ate and slept in the mountains; the working environment was harsh. Apart from the core members who could go out to pick up pigs, people like him did not even have mobile phones, could not go out, and had no right to inspect the goods or touch those pretty pigs.
The only consolation was that he had earned several million over the years, all hidden away by his wife. When he found a chance to escape back, he could serve five years, come out and start over, and still have quite a sum of money.
Anyway, the people back home did not know he had smuggled himself out here to do this.
When the time came, he would live decently.
As he was thinking, A Shan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his throat. He instinctively covered it with his hand, completely confused. When he slightly raised his hand, he saw it was covered in blood.
He realized he was going to die. In front of his eyes, he seemed to be back on that night fighting in the bar. If only he had held back. Why had he felt that someone not toasting him was disrespect?
Then endless darkness swept over him, and he toppled from the sentry post.
This scene was seen by the bald man in charge on the rooftop of the building. He immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted, “What’s going on with post 4? Post 3, go take a look.”
But he found no one responded on the walkie-talkie. He immediately barked, “Post 2, post 5!”
No one responded.
Realizing something was wrong, he quickly raised his telescope to look at those posts, and saw a horrifying scene.
All the sentries had fallen. All of them were dead.
He immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted, “Someone has broken in. The sentries are all dead.”
“At the main gate, he…” A reply came, but before the sentence finished, the voice cut off.
The bald man quickly pointed his telescope at the main gate and saw that the gate had already been ripped from its hinges and lay crookedly on the ground.
An old figure walked in from outside, with white hair and a white beard, wearing a daoist robe.
If it were anywhere else, seeing such an old man, he would just curse and tell him to get lost. But the current situation was somewhat strange.
The person who had reported to him just now was already lying motionless on the ground.
A squad of patrolling soldiers had already rushed toward this old man. He was not worried about the old man at all. A patrol squad had more than twenty men; surrounding an old man should not cause any problem.
This old man was definitely an unlucky fool thrown in to draw attention. There had to be infiltrators around.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw through the telescope a scene that made his scalp tingle.
The patrol squad charging at the old man suddenly all collapsed in unison, without any warning.
He immediately focused his telescope. Blood was frantically gushing on the ground, flowing together.
The ground there quickly turned red.
The bald man shuddered in fright. He had no idea what had happened. There had been no gunshots, and no one around seemed to have made a move.
Could it be that old man?
Instinctively, he pointed his telescope at the old man, only to find that the old man seemed to be looking at him as well, with a cold smile in his eyes that made his scalp crawl.
From this distance, could the other party know he was watching?
How was that possible?
Yet his heart pounded wildly.
“Min Ye, something’s wrong. There’s an old man, something’s very wrong with him.” The bald man subconsciously reported into the walkie-talkie, but his voice cut off suddenly, his eyes wide with disbelief.
A gaping bloody hole appeared in his neck as well. He fell, and the guard beside him suffered the same fate. One after another, their eyes held disbelief in their final moments.
Only the impatient voice from the walkie-talkie came through: “What old man, just take him out. I’m enjoying myself, don’t disturb me…”
Obviously, the other side had no idea the bald man had already gone to meet the king of hell.
Chen Han glanced at the rooftop where the bald man had been. Moments later, steel needles flew back and hovered around him.
The steel needles, controlled like flying swords, moved at extreme speed. Being thin and small, they were hard to detect; those people likely died without knowing how.
He looked at the bodies of the more than twenty men. The way they had fallen simultaneously really was like wheat being cut.
This gave him a deeper understanding of why, in the cultivation world, ordinary people were treated as ants.
Once you grasped sufficient power, you found it was no harder than crushing an ant.
In fact, killing ants was harder. An ant was a much smaller target than a person in the same space. Guiding flying swords at people was far easier than at ants.
So when the Shu Shan Swordsman world talked about the demonic path committing evil, turning lands red and rivers into blood, it might have been literal.
From the more than twenty corpses, a cluster of white light hovered up. When he picked it up, he found it was another primary spirit stone.
It seemed the dungeon teleportation array required spirit stones and indeed had a very high drop rate of spirit stones.
…
Inside the building, a man with glasses and slicked-back, oily hair set the walkie-talkie aside, his face full of blissful satisfaction.
He was Min Ye, the person in charge here.
He was seated, but in front of him there was clearly a sexy woman kneeling, her hair clutched in his hand.
He was, of course, inspecting the goods.
When new pigs arrived, pretty ones with good figures had to be inspected to see how good their mouth skills were.
Outside Min Ye’s office, a group of core younger brothers were also inspecting the goods, each in their own way, accompanied by wails and scraps of cloth all over the floor.
This batch of pigs was really good, with outstanding looks and temperament. Putting them on online card dealing would be best.
That woman was ruthless. For money, she had tricked all these best friends over.
With quality like this, the circle of hell would not be bad. Letting them post more payment-and-earnings updates on Moments would surely hook more fish, tricking over more pretty and well-built women.
With good looks, online card dealing could be more attractive. Live streams could better attract lustful viewers, and more people would watch their videos. Then the websites they controlled would get more traffic.
When more people visited those sites, more would click into online card dealing. It was a very good positive cycle.
The key was, they themselves could play the male leads if they wanted, enjoying as much as they liked.
Impressive, Min Ye was truly impressive. One layer wrapped over another, forming a neat chain.
In the office, Min Ye showed a deeply satisfied expression, then finally stood up to straighten himself.
On the ground, she could not suppress a cough.
The feeling of choking was extremely uncomfortable.
“Gao Qian, right? Since you’re here, do well. Go to the online card dealing group.” Min Ye held an ID card and passport, smug. As the king of this company, he could do whatever he wanted.
Gao Qian’s face was full of fear and deep regret, regretting ever listening to her best friend and coming to make big money.
Her boyfriend had clearly stopped her, telling her that best friend was up to no good and not a decent person.
Yet she had argued with her boyfriend for that friend, listened to her friend’s instigation, decided he was petty and did not understand her, and angrily went abroad traveling with the friend, even inviting her cousin and younger female cousin along.
Who knew the best friend was actually a fraudster.
Now she missed her boyfriend so much. She wanted to go back to him, to seek comfort in his arms.
Bang! Bang!
Rat-tat-tat!
The sudden gunshots stunned Min Ye. Almost by reflex, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted, “Baldy, what’s going on? Why are you firing?”
But there was no response, which made him angrier. “Baldy, what’s going on? Are you fucking dead?”
Still no answer from the bald man, but panicked voices came through instead:
“Min Ye, someone has broken in, they’ve killed a lot of people.”
“It’s an old man. He’s not human. He’s killing his way in…”
“Damn it, he’s a ghost, he suddenly disappeared…”
“Ah… who… who the hell is he, the bullets won’t hit him…”
Listening to the reports on the walkie-talkie, Min Ye started to wonder if his subordinates had gone insane.
What nonsense was this? Bullets not hitting him? Did they think Superman had arrived?
He did not hesitate. He grabbed a weapon and walked out of the office.
The younger brothers inspecting goods outside had also heard the reports and all slung AKs over their shoulders.
They went straight into a nearby room, the monitoring room. The person responsible for watching the monitors had also gone out to inspect goods earlier, so no one had been there.
Now, through the monitors, they could clearly see bodies all over outside and blood everywhere.
Min Ye’s face turned extremely dark. There were supposed to be open and hidden sentries outside. If something happened, it should have started outside. Most of the internal monitors were for watching the staff.
But now, with no disturbance from the open and hidden sentries outside, the enemy had somehow made it inside.
How had they done it?
“Min Ye, here, there’s an old man, they’ve got him.” One subordinate exclaimed, pointing at one of the monitors.
Instinctively, Min Ye looked. It was a hall, where the old man had been surrounded by hidden guards.
All their weapons were aimed at the old man.
Thinking of those earlier reports, Min Ye instinctively picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, “Take him out. Open fire. Take him out!”
Having received the order, the men did not hesitate and opened fire together. The rattling gunfire echoed through the building.
Through the monitors, they could see the streams of fire from the muzzles. Under such a barrage, anyone would die.
But in the next instant, Min Ye saw a snowflake pattern appear on one section of the monitor, making it impossible to see clearly.
It was right where the old man stood, as if affected by some magnetic field.
“What’s going on?” someone asked in alarm.
Min Ye also wanted to know, but something terrifying happened. Those subordinates who had been firing suddenly all collapsed at once, without warning.
The gunfire stopped.
The monitor returned to normal. The floor in the hall was now covered with corpses, blood flowing and starting to pool.
Only the old man stood there.
“What… what did he do?” one man asked, his voice tinged with fear.
Min Ye’s eyes were wide with disbelief. An old man had been surrounded and sprayed with bullets in front of him, yet was completely unscathed.
More importantly, the old man had used some bizarre method to instantly kill them all.
He did not believe that in the same situation, the weapon in his own hands would make any difference.
“Which floor is that?” Min Ye could not help asking, his voice trembling, clearly filled with fear.
“Just two floors down,” a subordinate cried.
“Fuck… get out, now…” Min Ye was startled, hurriedly running for the exit, no longer caring about Gao Qian and the others who had just been inspected.
He could not understand why such a person existed in this world.
Was this still the world he knew?
Outside, there were rows of computers, with many people sitting in front of each one.
Hearing the disturbance, they all looked panicked, not knowing what was happening.
Beside them were armed guards, already on high alert.
“Everyone assemble, all of you to the computer information department. Take out the intruder and you’ll be rewarded with ten million.” Min Ye barked into the walkie-talkie, not forgetting to shout orders.
Soon, people on this floor were assembling, along with people coming down from upstairs. The temptation of ten million was clearly huge.
The numbers kept growing.
As he shouted, Min Ye quietly backed away, planning to slip off amid the chaos once the fighting started.
Chen Han glanced at the bodies around him. Two more clusters of white light floated up.
Two more primary spirit stones.
He stored them in the game warehouse. Just from these spirit stones, he had already recouped the cost of the spirit stones spent to teleport into this dungeon.
He checked the game map. Dense red dots were gathering upstairs.
Perfect. One sweep to solve them all.
With that thought, Chen Han waved his hand, recalling the steel needles to float around him, and headed upstairs.
Upstairs, spurred by Min Ye’s ten-million reward, dozens of armed men had gathered.
The pigs operating the computers, along with Gao Qian and the others, were shivering in terror.
With this kind of scene, once a battle broke out, they feared they would be caught in the crossfire. Bullets did not have eyes.
The gathered men were becoming restless. After all, they all carried weapons.
Human fear came from a lack of firepower; now their firepower was abundant.
“Let’s go kill him and take the ten million,” someone shouted and charged down with his weapon.
Seeing this, the others, members of the Wu Tai sect, hurried after, afraid they would miss the chance at ten million.
As they rushed down the stairs, the man at the front suddenly tumbled down silently.
The people behind saw him roll down, the back of his neck blown open with a hole, blood spraying wildly.
The faces of those behind were splattered with blood.
Before they could react, they felt sharp pain in their throats, their vision went dark, and they too tumbled down.
In an instant, everyone in front turned into corpses.
The ones behind were instantly petrified with fear.
Some sharp-eyed ones saw the flying steel needles and cried out, “What are those?”
More and more people saw them, as the steel needles flew, instantly stabbed into their companions, whose necks burst into bloody blossoms before they rolled down like the others.
In no time, the stairwell was piled high with the corpses of Wu Tai sect members.
The survivors were all terrified. The scene in front of them made them think of Yondu’s arrow in a Marvel movie.
That was a single arrow slaughtering endlessly, rendering all the soldiers useless.
But Yondu still had to whistle; these steel needles flew on their own and seemed even more terrifying.
And now they were the useless soldiers being slaughtered.
Hearing the footsteps coming from below, before even seeing the person, they panicked and backed away.
No one wanted to be the slaughtered cannon fodder.
“Run!” someone shouted in a panic, triggering the others’ nerves, and they all squeezed frantically toward the exit.
Someone tried to fire at the steel needles, but in their panic, their aim was terrible and every shot missed.
That made them even more afraid to stay. One after another, they turned and sprinted for the stairwell exit.
Chen Han appeared, watching the fleeing backs. With a wave of his hand, a dense barrage of steel needles shot out, and more bodies tumbled down in an instant.
The stairwell was now drenched in blood, which pooled and dripped downward like rising water overflowing.
He walked forward, literally stepping on the corpses of the Wu Tai sect members. Whenever he encountered two floating white lights, he picked them up and stored them in the game warehouse.
They were also primary spirit stones.
It seemed that in this dungeon task, primary spirit stones were nothing rare.
The people in the hall were even more panicked.
In the office, Gao Qian anxiously watched the scene outside. With her were the best friend who had brought her, and her cousins.
Their clothes were disheveled, their bodies covered with injuries.
But now they feared death even more. Compared to that, the fact they had just been inspected was pushed to the back of their minds.
Even the dullest person could tell something huge had happened here.
Especially after they saw Min Ye’s subordinates rushing up from below in panic, as if they had encountered something terrifying, fear clearly written all over their faces.
Some could not suppress their trembling voices:
“He’s not human!”
“How can something so terrifying exist?”
“…”
The next moment, Gao Qian and her friends saw a sight they would never forget as long as they lived. The panicked bandits fleeing in front of them suddenly had their necks burst into blood, all collapsing at once.
The scene was like wheat being cut, so abrupt that no one knew what had caused it.
Instantly, the panicked, terrified crowd fell silent.
Light footsteps sounded. In that silence, they were very clear. Everyone instinctively looked toward the stairwell and saw an old figure appear.
At this moment, everyone saw clearly. This old man in a daoist robe had silver needles floating around him, some with drops of blood still clinging to their tips.
Now, it seemed everyone understood how those people had been dealt with.
What terrified them even more was how those steel needles floated in the air like that, something no human strength could accomplish.
“It’s him… it’s actually him…” Gao Qian said in disbelief.
She had seen videos about the Chen Clan, and seen videos featuring this old daoist priest. It was just that the internet talked about him in such exaggerated ways.
This old daoist was said to be so strong he could lift a big man with one hand and kick people flying, and that he was almost two hundred years old, maybe older.
So when Linhe County authorities issued statements debunking him, she had been more inclined to believe the county.
But the current scene was beyond exaggeration or not.
Was he still human?
Especially when this scene was combined with the rumors that he was over two hundred years old, it clearly was no longer human.
Among the pigs operating the computers, someone exclaimed, “He… he looks like that old daoist priest from the Chen Clan. I watched his video online in the country ten days ago.”
Then he got excited. “Hahaha, the Chen Clan’s old daoist priest came here. These people are finished, they’re all finished.”
By now, Min Ye was scared out of his wits. He had already disguised himself, putting on a pig operator’s uniform, intending to pass as a victim and slip away.
He planned to incite these pigs to run together, so he could escape in the chaos.
But when he heard the mention of the Chen Clan, it reminded him of something.
Previously, when he went to see the big boss, he had heard someone from the country report a plan targeting the Chen Clan.
He had not known who the Chen Clan were and had not cared. Now, hearing that this old man was from the Chen Clan, his eyes widened in terror.
Damn it. Could it be that because those people had gone to provoke the Chen Clan, this person had come for retaliation?
