Destiny is ashes

Chapter 644 Raid
Just when An Jing and others were about to take action.

On the southern edge of Xuanye City, near the safe zone, in a suburban plantation, around a manor hidden in a lush evergreen forest, is the frontmost of three small bunkers.

This plantation originally belonged to a small agricultural company. The whole forest was said to be an experimental subject of a certain person in the cave. After the person in the cave successfully obtained the certificate of advanced spiritual plant master, the garden was abandoned. Later it became a camp for homeless people, vagrants, and fugitives from the safe zone.

Later, a group of mysterious monks arrived and recycled those social garbage that no one cared about. They transformed the manor into a secret underground fortress and planted some banned crops in the garden. There were all kinds of prohibitions and hidden sentry posts, and anyone who dared to accidentally enter here would disappear mysteriously, so that this sparsely populated garden became a completely restricted area.

Their equipment and quality are extremely good. People around them only know that this area is blocked and are not clear about other details. However, the homeless people and dangerous cultivators in the surrounding area have indeed disappeared, and it is much safer to enter and exit. Therefore, no one investigates their true identities. At most, they think that this is a security project of the company deployed here.

They were certainly not members of the company. They were members of the Night Altar Gang. But the guess of the surrounding residents was not wrong.

Because the Yekan Gang was originally composed of a group of researchers within the group whose projects had failed and the armed security personnel of their departments. Some of these researchers who had lost the group's resources were giving up and retiring, but some still had hope that they could achieve some level and then return to the upper level.

This was naturally more difficult. Without the best channels and resources, they could only put aside their research and make a living by various means. However, with their technology and the help of senior management who thought they were more or less useful, they quickly gained a foothold.

However, the morals of the monks in the companies of the Tianyuan Realm are already mixed, and among them there are even many evil researchers who have no concept of human rights and are willing to do anything for the sake of research. They were originally somewhat restrained in the company, but now they have really become a gang, the company's black gloves used to conduct prohibited experiments that are not allowed, and they are naturally becoming more and more outrageous.

Especially as time went by, the initial batch of researchers gradually retired, and the native gang researchers became the top leaders, and they completely turned into the Yekan Gang.

In the fortress, Meng Ang, the third deputy leader of the Yekan Gang and the person in charge of intelligence, was violently doing it to a very beautiful woman in his office. If someone often watched the entertainment programs in Xuanye City, they would be able to see that this beauty looked very similar to a new singer, whether it was her delicate face, exquisite figure, or long green hair that was as smooth as silk.

Meng Ang's movements were extremely rough. This strong man who looked more like a black market boxer than an intelligence officer had perfect muscles. He became even more excited when he heard the beautiful woman's wailing, and his movements became more intense. After a tight round, he left with satisfaction and patted the other party.

"Not bad, the imitation is very similar, but the voice is not clear enough, it's a bit out of place. Next time, change my face. I want the movie star who won the Best Actress Award. What's her name..."

Meng Ang's tone was high and mighty, without any request, just a pure command. The beauty lowered her head, packed her clothes with tears, her body was covered with deep and shallow scars and bruises.

Of course, he didn't need to ask, because the original identity of this "beauty" had long been "dead" in the official archives. She was now just a "property" with her own consciousness and body. As long as the high-level officials of the Night Altar Gang needed her, she would replace various prostheses and undergo relevant appearance adjustment surgery to simulate the appearance they "needed".

She has no human rights whatsoever, because she no longer exists as a human being.

Meng Ang didn't care about the despair and resentment in the other person's heart at all. It would be better to say that he just liked it - to be honest, this beauty didn't have any skills at all. If he really wanted to vent his desires, he would be many times more comfortable using props and the dream instrument.

But for a person who still has a rebellious heart, still has his own thoughts, and has not lost his soul, then the pain of oppressing a life in reality, making it despair and forcing it to submit to and accept its fate, is the perfect adjuvant for his happiness.

In fact, at the beginning, Meng Ang also felt that doing so was a bit too evil. Although he had been in gangs since he was a child and killing and arson were as common as breathing to him, he would really stand up if his neighbors really had problems and were bullied by other gangs. After all, they were all people within his sphere of influence and he could not exploit them too much.

But as he climbed higher and higher, until he became the upper echelon of the Yekan Gang, he realized that people like him were not that talented. They could not play as much as the people in those big companies.

They just caught some homeless people and unemployed people, or wild people to come and make some experimental materials, and picked a few with good foundation to keep for fun. After all, it was just a simulation. The top executives of big companies would do it for real. They would let the Gray Dragon Gang force the people they targeted, make their families destroyed, and sell themselves out. It's not just women. Sexual desire is a little interesting to the top, but it's just like that. What they really target are the good seedlings suitable for related prosthetic experiments, and those "geniuses" with excellent spiritual roots but no qualifications, who can't prove that they are natural spiritual roots or other spiritual roots.

Xuanye City does not need so many geniuses, and the resources are not that much. However, the more experimental materials, the better, for the "evidence", "cauldron furnace" and "control experimental group" needed for the cultivation of their own geniuses. Those "civilian geniuses" and "wild geniuses" at the bottom, who are penniless and unable to cash in their talents, are their best source of materials.

After seeing the cannibalistic methods of the upper class, Meng Ang even felt that he had nothing else but one word: "good"! He was a little perverted, but he didn't kill people or distort them. He just played with the body and humiliated the soul. What was that in Xuan Ye City? If he got tired of playing with him, he wouldn't be killed. Why not just erase his memory and raise him?
"Fuck, each mission is more important than the last. The damn higher-ups really treat us like condoms and throw us away after we're done. Who knows how much we'll lose when the Sky Monitoring Bureau comes to investigate."

After packing his clothes, Meng Ang smoked a cigarette, his eyes flickering as he browsed through the gang's information, cursing: "Even Gu Gui failed, how come any of those little bastards around An Xuan are so powerful? Is this true? Wasn't he originally an accountant in the Day Tiger Gang? How did he become an outstanding student in the Third Middle School?"

The plan against An Jing and Huo Qing was his. Originally, the mercenaries were planning to test An Xuan's progress in his seclusion these days, but they didn't expect that they didn't even fully understand Huo Qing's strength, let alone An Xuan. He was scolded by his superiors and could only arrest people to vent his anger.

At this point, Meng Ang was no fool. He naturally knew that he had alerted the enemy and angered An Xuan's people, and the Rusty Feather platform on the other side would definitely do its best to retaliate.

In fact, he had just detected the news that the Rusty Feather Platform had invested a large amount of money to hire Gua Gui to assassinate him and others. Several mercenary teams outside the city had also been mobilized. The Rusty Feather Platform's desperate counterattack would be launched in about three to five days. He must immediately prepare a counterattack and defense strategy. If the other party really attacked, the Yekan Gang would really lose face.

Today, the Yekan Gang is going crazy because the traditional channels of spirit stones are no longer important. The technology that is the foundation of their existence has been shaken. They must ensure that their power is not challenged by new forces. However, the new force, Xiuyu Platform, actually dares to compete with them, so they must make an example of it and eliminate it.

Coincidentally, the higher-ups also wanted to suppress An Xuan's arrogance, so now everyone was united and took action together.

"A Foundation Establishment-level warrior, a high-level Qi Refining Formation Warrior, and a mid-level genius warrior with sword intent..."

Meng Ang looked at the updated intelligence and narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's not difficult to eliminate them, but we need to prepare, mobilize the mobile forces, and surround and kill them with full armor..."

"Yes. An Xuan has a record of breaking into the wilderness and beheading cultivators. We must also be on guard against their sneak attacks."

Thinking of this, he shouted: "Aqiu! Aqiu! Call all the brothers over, let's have a combat meeting!"

"Achu?!"

While calling his adjutant's name, Meng Ang suddenly felt something was wrong. He sensed a hint of blood and a cold wind, which was like a knife pressing against his back and forehead, making his hair stand on end.

——Shit!? These little brats move so fast...

boom!
Before this sentence could be formed in his mind, Meng Ang, who had no magic weapon on him, roared and rushed towards the long sword beside his table.

But just as he exerted force, the wall of his office suddenly shattered with a loud bang. An invisible explosive force penetrated the wall and hit his back, instantly blowing Meng Ang's back into a bloody mess. The whole person flew out with a bang and was embedded in the wall like a painting!

(End of this chapter)