Chapter 899 - 343: We Only Have Three Days Left...
Wu Feng and Zhou Zhen, the two newly joined Tier Three Martial Saints, were even more dumbfounded at this moment.
They looked at Fang Qingyu with an inexplicable sense of awe.
To make the legendary City Lord, who has been indifferent to worldly affairs for decades, intervene exceptionally.
What kind of magic does this Fang Captain possess?
Wei Banmeng was relatively calm, but her cold eyes were filled with extreme puzzlement: "This is very unusual. Since the establishment of the City of Injustice, there has never been a precedent for the City Lord to directly intervene in the conflicts between the forces within the city, let alone stand so openly on our side?"
She looked at Fang Qingyu with full of confusion.
Faced with the shock and questions from her companions, Fang Qingyu was equally filled with fog.
Da Lei is Jiang Wei’s Guardian.
Fang Qingyu knew.
But Da Lei only cared about Jiang Wei’s life and death, people like them, even if they were Jiang Wei’s friends, Da Lei wouldn’t be concerned at all in his eyes whether they lived or died.
But Da Lei’s recent appearance... broke this rule.
This is quite a strange thing,
So Fang Qingyu subconsciously cast his gaze towards Jiang Wei beside him.
If there is anyone who can make City Lord Da Lei break the rules
The only possibility, it can only be her.
Jiang Wei’s clear red pupils met Fang Qingyu’s eyes, with a trace of confusion and puzzlement on her small face.
She slightly furrowed her delicate brows, shook her head gently at Fang Qingyu.
The meaning was clear.
She didn’t know why Da Lei would do such a thing either.
This was never her intention or request.
Fang Qingyu’s mind was even more filled with doubts, but now was clearly not the time for in-depth investigation.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the boiling Qi Blood and numerous questions.
Forcibly returned the topic to reality.
"No matter why." Fang Qingyu’s voice regained his usual calmness, instantly suppressing the discussions of everyone, "This is a good thing for us, at least we now have one last bit of time."
Fang Qingyu’s gaze swept over each person’s face, his speech quickened: "The Celestial Punishment Association has only temporarily retreated, our safe period only lasts until tomorrow. Once the finals are concluded, the Celestial Punishment Association will definitely make a comeback, and it will only be crazier. We must make the best use of this last bit of time."
"Old Chu." Fang Qingyu’s gaze fell on Chu Kuanglan, "Immediately contact Liu San and Su Qiang, tell them..."
"Understood!" Chu Kuanglan immediately responded, showing a hint of determination on his face, "I will take people back immediately! Pack up all the resources we can take away, prepare to evacuate, forget about the Gray Rock District."
He was already prepared to abandon the territory and go underground.
"No." Fang Qingyu, hearing this, was taken aback, immediately shook his head, "Not abandoning, but expanding, expand as fast as possible!"
"Ah?" Chu Kuanglan was stunned, thought he heard wrong, "Qingzi? Now? Celestial Punishment Association might strike again at any moment, and we are expanding territory? Isn’t that making ourselves a more obvious target?"
Wei Banmeng’s eyes instantly flashed with enlightenment: "I got it, you want to make the plate bigger, make the Cyan Dragon Gang’s influence swell to the extreme in the shortest time, so big that even if the Celestial Punishment Association wants to act against us, they cannot just blatantly launch a full-scale attack like today?"
Fang Qingyu nodded in approval: "Exactly."
The City of Injustice has its own underworld rules under its chaos.
Clashes among big gangs are okay, but the premise is not to cause a complete collapse of the entire region, not to completely ignore the lives of civilians and ordinary people.
Once the Cyan Dragon Gang forms a de facto monopoly in the Gray Rock District, possessing enough industry, staff, and influence, the Celestial Punishment Association must consider the consequences before acting.
Would it take the risk of triggering widespread chaos in Gray Rock District, or even involvement from other major district forces for a frontal assault?
Or choose infiltration and division, which is more troublesome and time-consuming.
Moreover, with the Desolate Bone Corps involved.
If the Cyan Dragon Gang is strong enough.
The Celestial Punishment Association might not focus all their attention on the Cyan Dragon Gang.
"So, you guys go back immediately." Fang Qingyu’s gaze turned to Wei Banmeng and others, "The goal is only one, as fast as possible, by all means, turn the entire Gray Rock District completely into our Cyan Dragon Gang’s territory. Any forces standing in the way, whether big or small, are to be swept away."
"Understood!" Wei Banmeng immediately agreed.
Although risky, it is currently the only way to leverage the rules and buy time.
She grabbed the still-dazed Chu Kuanglan: "Old Chu, let’s go!"
"Oh... oh! Okay!"
Chu Kuanglan also reacted, nodded firmly.
Turned around and walked towards the door with her.
However, just as Wei Banmeng opened the door.
At the doorway, someone stood silently.
An elderly man with a somewhat hunched figure.
Wearing a gray old jacket washed to a pale hue, his face heavily wrinkled, eyes muddy, like a regular neighborhood grandpa.
He stood there so abruptly, as if he’d been waiting for a long time.
Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and others immediately tensed up.
Having just experienced the sudden attack from the Celestial Punishment Association, they were wary of any strangers appearing at the door.
Qi Blood unconsciously surged, the atmosphere instantly became tense.
"It’s okay." Fortunately, Fang Qingyu’s voice sounded promptly, "I know him. You guys go handle the business first."
Upon hearing Fang Qingyu’s words, Wei Banmeng’s tense nerves slightly relaxed, but her gaze towards the old man was still full of scrutiny and confusion.
She frowned slightly, nodding slightly to the elderly as a greeting, then no longer lingered, pulling Chu Kuanglan, taking Lu Jiuyuan, Wu Feng, Zhou Zhen, and others, leaving quickly.
The old man stepped aside to let the departing group pass, with a gentle, even somewhat humble smile, watching them leave.