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"Any one of them will do."

"Qingzi has already contacted Yan Lin on her end. She’ll rush over as soon as possible to hold the fort. But with Yan Lin’s temperament, at most she’ll defend what we have, she’ll never take the initiative to strike."

"So we have to stoke the fire in advance. Whether it was Iron Flow Gate or not, sooner or later we’re going to swallow their gang anyway."

"Okay." Jiang Wei agreed without the slightest hesitation, clean and decisive.

"We move now?"

Wei Banmeng confirmed.

"Now." Jiang Wei nodded, her crimson figure stirring slightly.

In a flash she vanished at the end of the corridor.

Staring in the direction Jiang Wei disappeared, Wei Banmeng cast one last deep look at the tightly shut door of the intensive care ward.

Then turned to Su Wanqing. "Wanqing, we’ll leave this place to Lin Yu for now. We’re heading back to headquarters."

...

Iron Flow Gate headquarters.

Located in the core area on the west side of Gray Rock District.

A skyscraper more than thirty stories tall.

Radiating a cold, hard, industrial feel.

Right now, the luxurious conference room on the top floor was brightly lit, the atmosphere completely opposite the gloom and misery over at the Cyan Dragon Gang.

The huge circular conference table was packed with Iron Flow Gate’s core leadership.

Sect Leader Han Li was leaning back in that high-backed chair symbolizing power, riding high on his success.

He was toying with a heavy metal seal in his hand.

It clacked with a dull thud against the table.

On his face was unrestrained, delighted laughter.

"Hahaha! That brute Lei Meng is now a living corpse—I want to see if those Cyan Dragon Gang bastards can still strut around like before!" Han Li’s booming laughter echoed through the conference room.

A deputy sect leader beside him was also laughing, shaking his head. "Didn’t expect the Blood Rose people to be this competent."

Another man clapped his hands in admiration. "Even though they didn’t finish the job and the target didn’t completely die, they still followed the rules and refunded ten percent of the commission. Tsk tsk, that kind of integrity—nothing to complain about."

"With Lei Meng down, the Cyan Dragon Gang is like a dragon with its head cut off."

"That Liu San is just a slick talker, what use can he be? No matter how hard that new bunch can fight, they’re outsiders in the end, no solid foundation! I say their own people are going to tear each other apart first!"

Another high-level member was analyzing excitedly, "This is exactly our chance to slip in and gnaw away at their territory, poach their men. Who knows, maybe even that bunch of powerhouses, we can also..."

"Hahaha! Well said!" Han Li slammed the table hard, making cups and saucers jump, his face glowing with the confidence of having victory in hand.

"Pass the word down—have all the halls start moving. Poach whoever can be poached, grab whatever turf can be grabbed! As for methods... they can be a bit more aggressive."

"I want everyone in Gray Rock District to know who calls the shots in West City from now on."

The conference room instantly burst into a chorus of laughter and flattery.

As if the fruits of victory were already within easy reach.

Everyone was lost in dreams of carving up the Cyan Dragon Gang and skyrocketing their own power.

And right at the moment when wine cups were clinking...

Buzz!

An invisible Force Field descended out of nowhere without the slightest warning.

Instantly enveloping everyone inside.

"Enem—"

The quickest to react felt his pupils contract; he only had time to shout out a single syllable.

The crowd had just started to rise to their feet.

Outside the windows, the deep night curtain was torn apart by a surge of red light.

That red light was like a crimson pillar piercing Heaven and earth, crashing down with the absolute Will to burn all things to ash!

BOOM——!!!!

The deafening roar arrived a beat later.

The entire top-floor conference room was like being hit head-on by a Meteor.

The ceiling and walls, the instant they touched that crimson beam, melted away soundlessly like ice and snow under a blazing sun.

The violent shockwave mixed with metal vapor and concrete dust, all flash-vaporized in an instant.

It swept through the room like a storm of annihilation.

A few screams had only just begun before being drowned in the deafening explosion and the howling blast.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Several figures were flung like rag dolls caught in a hurricane, their bodies turned to charred wreckage in a heartbeat as they were hurled away.

But the red light only flashed for a brief instant.

Just as abrupt as when it had arrived.

Dust filled the air, mingled with scorching steam, shrouding the top floor that had already been reduced to rubble.

The shattered level was twisted and deformed, charred marks spreading everywhere, the stinging stench of burnt flesh mixed with blood, forming a Hellish tableau.

"Uraaaah——!!!"

A roar packed with pain and boundless fury erupted from the ruins.

Han Li was drenched in blood, his massive frame covered in burns and torn wounds. He violently heaved a concrete slab off his body.

Then shot up into the sky like a wounded tyrannosaur.

Two other Tier Three elders followed close behind, equally wretched, yet their auras still fierce as they tore through the smoke and hovered in midair.

All three were injured, their breathing chaotic.

Their eyes were filled with lingering terror and pure, searing rage.

They stared fixedly at the conference-room ruins below that had turned into Purgatory.

And at those charred corpses that no longer even resembled human beings.

All of them were Iron Flow Gate’s core high-level members.

"Who?! Who the hell did this?! Get the fuck out here!!!"

Han Li’s bloodshot eyes flared as he shot higher into the sky.

He swept his gaze crazily across the pitch-black night around him.

But the only answer was the wail of the night wind and the building’s shrill alarm.

The attacker was like a ghost—after a single strike, they vanished without a trace.

"It has to be those Cyan Dragon Gang bastards."

One elder who’d survived by sheer luck clutched his severed arm, his face twisted and hideous as he roared hoarsely, "Lei Meng just got taken out, and already someone dares brazenly attack our headquarters like this! Who else could it be but them?!"

"Investigate! Find out the casualties right now!" Han Li’s chest was heaving violently, his voice like a wounded beast’s low growl, dripping with savage killing intent. "Summon all hall masters! Call everyone in, right now, immediately!"