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Chapter 349 I really want to kill you all and feed you to the fish!
The core area of ​​the city of injustice.

Skyscrapers stand tall, and the headquarters of the Wild Bone Gang occupies one of them.

Top floor meeting room.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the city lights gradually illuminate as night falls, like a galaxy unfolding before your eyes.

However, this magnificent scenery...

At this moment, however, it could not bring any warmth to the meeting room.

The indoor lighting was dim.

Only the neon lights shining through the window outlined a solitary, lofty figure.

He was shrouded in a wide black robe, seemingly blending into the shadows beneath him, as he silently surveyed the city below.

The silence was suddenly shattered when the conference room door was flung open.

A group of figures filed in, their steps revealing barely concealed anxiety and the weariness of travel.

The black robes they wore were of different styles.

Without exception, they all exuded the aura of a third-tier Martial Saint or an Apostle.

These were the core members and high-ranking members of the Wild Bone Gang.

However, at this moment, these powerful individuals, who could shake the gray rock region with a stomp of their feet, had faces filled with exhaustion, shock, anger, and even a hint of indescribable fear.

The leader, a tall and burly man with a ferocious fang mask covering his face, was none other than the deputy commander, Bone Yan.

He strode to a spot about ten meters behind the figure in black robes, forcibly suppressing his surging blood and qi, and reported urgently, his voice trembling slightly:

"Commander! Those lunatics from the Heavenly Punishment Society are on a massive offensive! We've lost all our strongholds in the East Third District and South Seventh District! Counting the two squads we lost today, our manpower has been reduced to nearly 40%!"

The figure in black robes by the window remained motionless.

Only a very faint response rang out in the silence:

"Ah."

Just one word, and that was it.

Gu Yan bent over, maintaining a reporting posture, but fine beads of cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

He waited a few seconds, and seeing that the leader had no reaction, he could no longer suppress his anxiety. He suddenly raised his head, his voice rising several decibels, filled with an almost pleading urgency: "Leader! We can't fight anymore! The brothers are human too, not stones to fill a pit! If we continue to fight like this, in less than two days, the foundation of our Wild Bone Legion will really be destroyed. Even the third-tier members can't withstand this kind of attrition!"

From the crowd behind, a thin old man with a sinister look like a hawk couldn't contain himself and quickly stepped forward.

He is the head of the Punishment Hall of the Wild Bone Gang, in charge of internal discipline and member management, codenamed Blood Fang.

He walked to Gu Yan's side, and facing the commander who still had his back to them, he advised in a more restrained and rational tone: "Commander, what Deputy Commander Gu Yan said is true. I've done the statistics, and in the conflicts of the past three days, our casualty ratio has almost reached ten to one!"

"Those black-robed scum from the Heavenly Punishment Society are fearless and unpredictable, and there are also... monsters like Shi Hao! The brothers are all having doubts, morale is low, and some are even saying privately that we're sending them to their deaths! The morale is wavering, Commander!"

Blood Fang took a deep breath, observing the leader's retreating figure, and cautiously offered his suggestion: "I dare to suggest that we temporarily halt the direct confrontation with the Heavenly Punishment Society? Let's stabilize the situation, appease the troops, and allow the wounded to rest. Once we've stabilized the situation and ascertained the Heavenly Punishment Society's true strength, we can then devise a plan for the future. Or perhaps..."

He paused, attempting to offer bait, "Or, could we contact other forces that are also eyeing the Heavenly Punishment Society? If we can drag them into this and share the pressure, perhaps we can..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Because of that sculpted figure in black robes.

Suddenly, it slowly turned around.

His face was covered by a bone mask, leaving only his eyes visible.

His gaze was calm and unwavering, passing over Bone Yama and landing precisely on Blood Fang's face.

"Who else is interested in the Heavenly Punishment Society?"

A flat, monotone voice rang out, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Blood Fang was taken aback.

He was just throwing out a bait in desperation, trying to divert attention; no one was really interested in the Divine Punishment Society.

Those forces, seeing the Desolate Bone Gang suffering heavy losses and being repeatedly defeated, were trying to escape as fast as they could.

How could I possibly jump into this muddy water willingly?

His mind raced as he tried to come up with some names, but under those gazes, any lie seemed pale and powerless.

He opened his mouth, but his throat felt blocked.
In the end, they could only fall into an awkward silence.
The cold sweat on my forehead instantly increased.

This brief silence felt like torture.

The black-robed leader watched him silently, and after a few seconds, suddenly shook his head slightly and let out an extremely soft sigh:

"You bunch of people... if it weren't for your decent fighting strength, I'd really like to dismember you and feed you to the fish."

???

What the hell! ?

Dismembering someone to feed to fish?!
The air in the conference room froze instantly.

All the high-ranking officials, including Gu Yan, were struck dumb, their bodies frozen in place, their pupils suddenly shrinking to the size of pinpoints.

A chill ran from my tailbone straight up to the top of my head.

The commander wants to kill them?!

Just because he proposed a ceasefire?!

How...how is this possible?!
The Desolate Bone Clan is his foundation! Has he gone mad?!

The shock and unbelievable absurdity gripped everyone in an instant.

They stared intently at the cold, bone mask.

Trying to find a hint of a joke, or a fluctuation of anger.

However, there was nothing.

There was only a deathly, cold silence.

In this silence, under the spotlight of everyone.

The black-robed leader slowly raised his hand.

He reached out to the bone mask on his face.

"Click."

With a soft click, the mask was removed.

Bone Yan, who was closest, was the first to see the face behind the mask.

His body trembled violently, and his eyes widened instantly.

An indescribable terror instantly gripped his heart, making him stop breathing.
That face...that face...how could it be?!
The headquarters of the Green Dragon Gang in the limestone district.

The atmosphere inside the brightly lit meeting room was somber.

There are no former members of the Green Dragon Gang here, such as Liu San and others.

Those sitting around the long table were all people brought by Fang Qingyu.

And the Dawn Squad, consisting of over thirty Tier 2 members.

There are also a handful of newcomers, including Zhou Zhen and a dozen others.

These are the core forces that know Fang Qingyu's true identity and the ultimate goal of this trip.

Fang Qingyu sat casually in the main seat.

The paleness on her face had faded, and her complexion had returned to a rosy hue.

But those deep, starry eyes appeared even more mysterious and unpredictable under the bright lights.

At this moment, Fang Qingyu was flipping through an intelligence briefing that had just been compiled and delivered by Wei Banmeng.

His brows furrowed slightly.

A moment later, Fang Qingyu gently placed the briefing on the table.

His gaze swept over everyone present, and he said calmly, "The Wild Bone Gang can't hold on any longer."

He pushed the briefing to Chu Kuanglan next to him for a look.

"The casualty ratio was close to 10 to 1, with nearly 40% of personnel lost, and the core forces suffered heavy losses. The data and battlefield details they transmitted were basically consistent with the reports from our observation posts, and there was no exaggeration."

Fang Qingyu's tone was very calm.

It was as if he were stating something that had nothing to do with him.

But the meaning behind his words instantly made everyone's expressions serious.

The fact that the Desolate Bone Gang can't hold out means that the Heavenly Punishment Society will soon be able to intervene.

They unleashed all their anger and power upon the Azure Dragon Gang.

They directly confronted the main force of the Heavenly Punishment Society.

This day finally came, and sooner than expected.

And they are not only the main force of the Heavenly Punishment Society.

There's also the Bauhinia Society.

It's even unknown whether the Heavenly Punishment Society secretly controls other forces.

The meeting room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the air seemed to freeze.

Everyone unconsciously slowed their breathing, an invisible pressure weighing heavily on their hearts.

Although the Green Dragon Gang has integrated the Gray Rock District, its power has expanded.

However, in terms of foundation and top-tier combat power, the gap is still enormous compared to the behemoth that the Heavenly Punishment Society has been entrenched in the core area for decades.

Not to mention that the other side also has those terrifying monsters of Shi Hao level.

"but."

Fang Qingyu changed the subject, breaking the silence.

He picked up a detailed map showing the defense deployment in the limestone area.

His long, slender fingers pointed towards the core area on the map.

A fan-shaped area bordering the territory of the Heavenly Punishment Society.

"We must still defend the line. And we must defend it well."

“Jiang Wei.” Fang Qingyu looked at the red-haired girl sitting quietly beside him. “You are in charge of Guangming Street. Guard it, as well as the three streets that connect to it: Wanlang Street and Qingbo Street. Do not let any members of the Heavenly Punishment Society in.”

These three streets are the second closest area to the Heavenly Punishment Society's territory.

It is also where the current Qinglong Gang leader's assets are located.

Fang Qingyu felt most at ease leaving the matter to Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei's clear red eyes met Fang Qingyu's gaze, and without any hesitation, she simply nodded gently: "Mm."

"Half-Dream." Then, Fang Qingyu's gaze turned to the aloof Wei Banmeng. "Hongyuan Street is yours. Take twenty Tier 2 fighters with you. Apart from you, no other Tier 3 combatants will be stationed in that area. Unless a special target like Shi Hao appears, the Heavenly Punishment that appears there will be Tier 3, and you alone will be the one to deal with it. Can you do it?"

Wei Banmeng nodded calmly and said only one word: "Yes."

Fang Qingyu nodded in satisfaction.

The finger moves quickly across the map, issuing clear commands one after another.

Let Old Chu and Old Lu, these second-tier individuals, each lead a group of people to guard several streets at the same time.

As for those like Haozi and Lao Qin who have just broken through to the second tier.

They would lead people to guard less important locations.

Defense lines were clearly defined, and orders were issued one after another.

Those whose names were called solemnly accepted the order.

Everyone knows just how difficult this battle will be.

The number of people in the top ten forces.

Aside from the Brotherhood of Faceless.

Everyone knows some approximate quantities.

There are at least a hundred Tier 3 elites and several hundred Tier 2 elites.

What is currently known.

The Heavenly Punishment Society also controls the Bauhinia Society.

This is equivalent to two major powers.

This means that the numbers mentioned above need to be doubled again.

That is, there are 200 or more at the third rank and over a thousand at the second rank.

And what about these people?
Including Wei Banmeng and the others who just broke through.

There are only a handful of people at the third tier, and even fewer at the second tier.

Fewer than a hundred people.

So just how difficult is this battle?

In truth, none of them were really sure.

We had no choice but to fight.

Plus, Aoko said she wanted to fight.

So the group started fighting.

However, when Fang Qingyu's finger finally landed on the fan-shaped area on the map that directly faced the impact of the Heavenly Punishment Society's core area of ​​influence.

But he stopped.

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing.

The area representing "Blood Plains" was clearly marked on the map, but there were no names corresponding to it.

"Qingzi, what about Taikang Road?"

Chu Kuanglan couldn't help but ask, a hint of worry in his large, copper-bell-shaped eyes.

Taikang Road is located on the edge of the limestone area.

It is also the shopping street closest to the city center.

It is very large and covers a wide area.

It is currently one of the most profitable areas for the Green Dragon Gang.

The staffing has been almost fully arranged.

All eyes were on Fang Qingyu.

Fang Qingyu put down the map, his gaze calmly sweeping over everyone before finally landing on Su Wanqing. A smile appeared on his lips: "Wanqing, help me buy a super-large force field that can cover the entire Taikang Road area."

Su Wanqing was taken aback, then realized: "Qingzi, you want to..."

Fang Qingyu interrupted her, "Yes, I'll guard this area by myself."

"No! Absolutely not!"

"Taikang Road is so big, if the Heavenly Punishment Society sends all its main forces here..."

The conference room exploded instantly.

Even the usually composed Wei Banmeng and Lu Jiuyuan couldn't help but change their expressions, and Jiang Wei's brows furrowed slightly.

Should Fang Qingyu be sent alone to defend the front line where the main force is most likely to attack?
This is no different from being a live target that attracts fire.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyu raised his hand and pressed down lightly.

The clamor of voices was like being choked.

The commotion subsided instantly.

"It's settled then." Fang Qingyu's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying an undeniable determination. "Trust me."

Looking into Fang Qingyu's eyes, which sparkled like stars, everyone fell silent.

Few people can change the decisions Fang Qingyu makes.

The few people who had the only chance to make a change remained silent.

Then Fang Qingyu turned to Chu Kuanglan: "Old Chu, while we stabilize our defenses, Su Qiang and Liu San's expansion cannot stop. Inform Su Qiang to continue according to the original plan: integrate resources, recruit manpower, and solidify our territory in the Gray Rock District. If we encounter any tough opponents, or if other powerful forces take the opportunity to cause trouble..."

Fang Qingyu's gaze swept over the third-tier experts present, "Which of you hasn't encountered a strong enemy yet? Take some time to go and help them out."

"Understood!" Chu Kuanglan nodded vigorously, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. "Anyone who dares to jump out and steal the credit now, I'll twist their head off and use it as a football!"

Fang Qingyu nodded slightly, then stood up.

As he moved, an invisible aura spread out, as if all the light in the conference room was converging on him.

“Alright,” he said, his gaze sweeping over the familiar yet resolute faces, his voice steady and powerful, “I’ve said everything that needed to be said.”

He paused, then seemed to soften the usual calm lines on his face:
"Then what are you waiting for?"

"Get moving!"

"Yes!"

"understand!"

The crowd responded enthusiastically and stood up.

The chair made a rapid screech as it rubbed against the floor.

They turned around and strode out of the conference room to head to their respective battlefields.

However, just as everyone was about to step out of the conference room...

Fang Qingyu's voice rang out again from behind them:
"Oh, yes."

Everyone paused, instinctively turning around in unison.

The head of the conference table was now completely empty.

Fang Qingyu's figure had disappeared without a trace, as if he had never sat there.

Only his last words echoed clearly in the empty conference room:

"In this operation, life is the most important thing."

“I don’t want anyone to be absent when I come here again.”

The words had barely left his lips when they were spoken.

Everyone looked at the empty main seat.

Standing there in a daze.

Old Chu was the first to react. He grinned widely, revealing a smile that was more like a grimace, and mumbled a curse into the air:
"Damn, it's really tough for Aoko to say such sentimental things, hahaha."

That snicker instantly shattered the delicate atmosphere.

Wei Banmeng's lips curled up slightly, Su Wanqing and Lin Yu exchanged a smile, and even Jiang Wei's clear eyes showed a hint of warmth.

Yes, this is certainly not something Fang Qingyu, who is always so calm and almost indifferent, would say.

But that's why.

That's why it seems so precious.

"Let's go! Time to get to work!"

Qi Hao gave a shout and pushed open the conference room door first.

With a slightly lighter feeling, everyone quickly blended into the night and headed to their respective lines of defense.

A battle for control of the limestone area.

The event has officially begun.

The night wind howled on the rooftop of the Green Dragon Gang headquarters building.

The city's noise is highly filtered.

Only the sound of the wind whistling in my ears remained.

Fang Qingyu stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the rooftop.

The deep, starry eyes pierced the night sky, locking onto the distant Taikang Road area.

Jiang Wei's figure appeared beside him like a ghost, her long crimson hair dancing gently in the night wind.

She didn't speak, but followed Fang Qingyu's gaze, her clear red eyes showing a hint of worry that was hard to detect, but more than that, a complete trust.

“If you can’t hold on anymore,” Jiang Wei’s voice was soft but exceptionally clear, with an undeniable seriousness, “remember to tell me right away.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter.

He turned his head and looked at the girl's profile, which appeared exceptionally fair and delicate in the night. He couldn't help but reach out and gently ruffle her smooth, silky red hair, his voice filled with doting laughter: "Don't worry, I don't even know how strong I really am right now."

This is the truth.

Now, with the power of a third-tier Shattered Star Dou Kui.

To merge the true meaning of the starry sky, the body of the tribulation crystal, and the energy of the green lotus.

How strong is it?

Fang Qingyu himself didn't know.

This needs a sufficiently powerful opponent to verify.

Jiang Wei felt the warmth from his palm and the confidence in his words. The worry in her eyes instantly melted away like ice and snow, replaced by pure curiosity.

She tilted her head and asked, "So what are you thinking about?"

Fang Qingyu withdrew his hand, his gaze returning to the dimly lit core area in the distance, his brows furrowing slightly once more.

A thoughtful glint shone in his starry eyes:
“I was just thinking,” he paused, organizing his thoughts, “If I were that old commander, holding the Invincible Law—a trump card that could shake the entire Federation—why would I have waited decades? Why didn’t I offer to hand over the Invincible Law as a condition for asking the Federation for help sooner?”

"The Federation will spare no expense to obtain it, investing unimaginable resources and top-tier combat power to rescue Chen Wudi, and may even wipe out the Heavenly Punishment Society!"

"Isn't this more effective and reliable than him toiling away in the Wild Bone Gang for decades and ultimately having to rely on people like us?"

Fang Qingyu's voice lowered, filled with deep doubt: "This logic doesn't make sense. Something feels very wrong."

Jiang Wei listened and fell silent as well.

A thoughtful ripple also appeared in his crimson eyes.

That's really defying common sense.

Is the commander really that filial, wanting to rescue his father Chen Wudi without even asking for the Invincible Technique?!

Such filial sons may exist.

But there are almost none in the city of injustice.

“Something’s definitely wrong with them,”

Jiang Wei spoke slowly, confirming Fang Qingyu's suspicions.

“However,” she changed the subject, her tone becoming more certain, “after seeing the combat footage left by Chen Wudi back then, it’s true that he possessed the Invincible Technique.”

Fang Qingyu nodded: "I believe that."

He was willing to take the risk precisely because he had confirmed the authenticity of the invincible technique.

However, mere wishful thinking is clearly insufficient to dispel this fog.

Fang Qingyu noticed that Jiang Wei's delicate eyebrows furrowed as usual.

Seemingly pondering this difficult problem, my heart softened involuntarily.

He reached out his finger and gently stroked her slightly furrowed brow, smoothing away her worry.

"Alright, stop thinking about it." His voice softened, carrying a soothing quality.

"Once we deal with the Heavenly Punishment Society and get Chen Wudi out of that hellhole, everything will naturally come to light."

Jiang Wei felt the touch and warmth coming from between her eyebrows, her face flushed slightly, but her eyes lit up.

She nodded vigorously, then, as if remembering something, looked at Fang Qingyu earnestly: "Okay! I'm leaving now. Remember what you promised me!"

Fang Qingyu looked at her solemn expression.

He couldn't help but smile again and promised, "Don't worry, I won't break my promise. Go ahead."

Jiang Wei listened and glanced at him one last time.

Then, the crimson figure, like a flame merging into the night, instantly faded and disappeared.

Heading towards the area she was in charge of.

As night deepened, the hustle and bustle of the limestone district was replaced by a tense atmosphere of impending battle.

On Taikang Road.

It's near the corner of a relatively quiet street.

There is a convenience store that is open 24 hours a day.

The convenience store sign's lights looked somewhat lonely in the night.

At this moment, the glass door of the convenience store is open.

Fang Qingyu leaned against the door frame, holding a huge shopping bag filled with potato chips, chocolate, beef jerky, and various canned drinks.

He tore open a bag of potato chips and started crunching away.

He unscrewed another bottle of chilled soda and took a big, satisfying gulp.

This is something Fang Qingyu has always wanted to do but never had the chance to.

The destruction of objects within the force field will have no real-world impact.

The same applies to the things we eat.

But strangely enough, they seem to only affect the senses.

It cannot provide any real feeling of fullness or energy replenishment.

This feeling is... strange.

It's like a never-ending feast, where you can indulge your taste buds without worrying about the consequences.

For food lovers.

The area within the force field is paradise.

Just as Fang Qingyu put a piece of chocolate into his mouth...

The phone in my pocket vibrated.

He took it out and saw that it was a temporary communication group established by the defense zone under Wei Banmeng's responsibility.

"We discovered members of the Heavenly Punishment Society, a third-tier leader and fifteen second-tier members."

Fang Qingyu looked calmly at him.

Put the phone away again.

With this lineup, there's no need to worry about the situation over there.

Sure enough, another message popped up in the group chat soon after.

"Battle over. Complete annihilation. The enemy resisted fiercely and showed no intention of surrendering. Our side suffered zero casualties. We are currently clearing the battlefield."

The accompanying photos show the scene after the battle in the tension field ended.

More than a dozen black-robed corpses lay scattered haphazardly in the narrow alleyway.

Fang Qingyu smiled slightly and replied with a thumbs-up emoji.

The members of the Heavenly Punishment Society are very strong.

This is the consensus among everyone in the City of Injustice.

Achieving zero casualties is certainly commendable.

Immediately afterwards, the group chats in other defense zones also began to flash:
Battle reports scrolled across Fang Qingyu's phone screen like a flowing stream.

From nightfall until now.

In just three hours.

Like sharks smelling blood, the Heavenly Punishment Society launched as many as eleven probing attacks on the defenses set up by the Azure Dragon Gang.

"Lu Jiuyuan's team has completed the cleanup. Zero casualties."

"Awesome! We killed them all. We only had three lightly wounded on our side, and no one was killed!"

This is definitely Old Chu.

"The encirclement was successful; all three squads were wiped out. No one on our side was injured."

"The underwater rats are taken care of. Two of them were at level three and were skilled in water element. Boss Wu acted swiftly. Zero casualties."

Good news kept pouring in!

Eleven waves of attacks successfully wiped out the enemy.

The Heavenly Punishment Society dispatched more than two hundred people, including many third-tier experts.

They were all annihilated without exception.

On the Azure Dragon Gang's side, apart from three people with minor injuries on Chu Kuanglan's side, there were no casualties.

Surprisingly, the remaining defense zones suffered zero casualties.

This record is so brilliant it's unbelievable.

And looking at the constantly updated zero-casualty report
Fang Qingyu's relaxed and carefree expression gradually disappeared.

His deep, starry eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows furrowed again.

A strong sense of unease quietly crept into my heart.

This casualty ratio is too bizarre.

In war, people always die.

Especially since their opponents are the infamous and unpredictable Heavenly Punishment Society.

Even after Wei Banmeng and Chu Kuanglan broke through to the third rank, their strength increased greatly.

But facing an equally formidable, or even more fearless, enemy, in eleven consecutive engagements, our side suffered almost zero casualties.

This is simply like a fantasy.

It seems the other party is deliberately sending it?
Or perhaps, the troops sent were not truly elite?
This doesn't make sense.

Fang Qingyu turned off the flashing screen in the group chat.

His gaze returned to the deserted street before him.

Of course, the unease in my heart is not only because of the zero casualties.

Another reason is
I'm too idle.

Three hours have passed since the defensive line was deployed.

The battles on other fronts are raging.

The section of Taikang Road that he was in charge of was theoretically the one that should have been most vulnerable to attack from the main force.

But there was only deathly silence.

Within the force field, apart from the faint sound of him chewing his snacks, there was only the mournful sound of the night wind blowing through the empty streets.

Let alone the people from the Heavenly Punishment Society.

We didn't see a single ghost.

Where exactly is the main force of the Heavenly Punishment Society?

What are you waiting for?
(End of this chapter)