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Chapter 380 You Think I'd Tell You? (3K views, please vote)
The standoff continues at the Municipal First Hospital.

Tang Yiping lowered his head and continued to look at Lin Po-xiao, saying, "To be honest, I've met many people, but I've never met anyone as lacking in strategic vision as you. No wonder the Coordination Office failed so completely under your leadership."

Below, many members of the special operations team looked puzzled.

On the other end of the phone, which Tang Yiping hadn't hung up, Qian Haoran looked up blankly and asked Shen Hong, "Tang... what are you saying?"

"This has nothing to do with you guys." Shen Hong patted his shoulder. "Tang's words are like knives; you'll be in trouble if you listen to them."

“Oh…” Qian Haoran nodded, but a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

Lin Po-xiao's eyes suddenly turned fierce.

Clearly, he was hurt.

People only lose their composure when their sore spots are truly touched, and this time, he couldn't even control himself.

"What do you know!" he roared. "Their power is too great, far beyond your comprehension! We are just ordinary people; there's no way we can defeat these monsters! A hundred times, a thousand times, it wouldn't matter!"

"You just can't understand it," Tang Yiping scratched his chin. "After all, you're just an old man abandoned by the times."

For a fleeting moment, Tang Yiping thought that Lin Po-xiao might just pull out a gun and kill him.

But he managed to hold back.

His expression even improved.

He managed to maintain a smile, but the clue in front of Tang Yiping betrayed him.

—[Stab-in-the-knife technique] Successfully executed *5
—[Stab-in-the-knife technique] Successfully executed *6
Another DoT damage buff!
It hurts just thinking about it, doesn't it?
After jumping a few times, another prompt popped up in Tang Yiping's eyes:

—The Homo sapiens [Lin Poxiao] has been marked with [The Art of Stabbing].

Great, it's finally marked.

Tang Yiping doesn't actually like to talk big; if he could, he would prefer to launch an attack.

Lin Po-xiao didn't know whether he was comforting himself or convincing others: "My choice is the right one. Only in this way can I protect those who have risked their lives with me. We have already sacrificed ourselves, and I cannot make the same mistake again!"

On the other end of the call, Qian Haoran looked up at Shen Hong again. Shen Hong patted his head and said, "Kid, don't listen to these things. These are things you shouldn't be hearing..."

Qian Haoran: "..."

I was "that person" just now, but now I'm "the kid," right?

He turned to look at his colleagues, and could see the look in their eyes.

A certain doubt, a certain shock, a certain realization, a certain decision.

"So, you can kill Brother Sun, who trusted you wholeheartedly, without any psychological burden, and let him fall and die in his own pool of blood?" Tang Yiping asked.

Tang Yiping looked at Lin Po-xiao and was surprised to find that even this kind of thing hadn't managed to hurt Lin Po-xiao.

He originally intended to use this phrase to stab the "anchor of words" in the back.

Unfortunately, this person has already cooled down completely.

"What do you know?" Lin Po-xiao sneered. "Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. In the face of true success, these are merely insignificant sacrifices."

Tang Yiping looked at Lin Po-xiao, shook his head, and said, "Indeed, those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. You were just a minor mistake I made while bringing back those young men."

One should always forgive oneself for unintentional mistakes.

He sighed softly.

At that moment, Tang Yiping felt relieved.

“You—” Lin Po-xiao broke down.

—The "Stab in the Back" technique was successful; the "Anchor of Words" has been instilled.
"Tell me, what is Boss Tang's goal? What exactly does he want to achieve with this massive invasion?"

Tang Yiping asked.

Across from them, Shen Hong and the others all pricked up their ears.

Even the special operations team members on site perked up their ears.

Just because they don't ask doesn't mean they don't want to know.

"You think I'd tell you?" Lin Po-xiao scoffed.

He shook his head: "You young people have no experience in fighting, how could you possibly beat Boss Tang? He's about to launch a full-scale invasion, using his powerful technology to take away all your talents, achievements, and sense of existence, to steal all your negative entropy, and turn you into fuel and talent..."

Lin Po-xiao looked at Tang Yi-ping with a mocking expression, clearly still thinking about the words "You thought I would tell you?" But as the saying goes, "The cries of monkeys on both banks could not stop the light boat from passing through ten thousand mountains," he had already said what he should and should not have said.

"This...this...is this real?" On the 41st floor of Qihang Building, Qian Haoran and the others were stunned and looked up at Shen Hong.

Shen Hong didn't know either. Was it true?
His brows were furrowed into a knot.

My heart sank to the bottom.

Not to mention them, even the special operations team members around Lin Po-xiao were stunned. They stared blankly at Lin Po-xiao, seemingly unable to believe what he was saying.

Lin Po-xiao was also shocked. He reached out his hand in confusion, as if he wanted to touch his head or his mouth.

But when the time came, he didn't know where to start.

What...did I just say?
Wait, how did I blurt all that out?
What exactly did I do wrong?
Even Tang Yiping was startled.

This was far worse than he had imagined. "You just stood by and watched this happen?" Tang Yiping's eyes widened. "No, you knew his purpose, and you still betrayed him? You're letting them massacre an entire city!"

Tang Yiping had considered the seriousness of the matter, but he really didn't expect that Boss Tang could be so ruthless.

How could Boss Tang do such a thing?
How could Lin Po-xiao do such a thing?
Lin Po-xiao was wondering why he had said everything when he heard Tang Yi-ping's words. He chuckled and said:
"Of course, that's not all he's after. I've been fighting him for over a decade. I'm afraid no one in the world knows him better than me. He always has a plan and a backup plan."

"Although he used the mysterious power behind him, he was absolutely unwilling to be controlled by that power. He had long wanted to take this opportunity to kick that power away."

"Tell me, if you possessed a complete mirror city, what would you do after wiping out the original city? If you were a clone, wouldn't you want to replace the original?"

"He only needs to..."

Lin Po-xiao stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of "turning his hand to make clouds and rain".

"By then, our world will not be missing anything; it will just be a new group of more powerful people. What wrong have I done?"

Tang Yiping's eyes widened.

No... this is Boss Tang's deeper purpose?
How terrifying is Boss Tang!

What a profound calculation!
Although this is just Lin Po-xiao's guess, as the saying goes, only bad people understand bad people.

Lin Po-xiao is a bad person, and Boss Tang is also a bad person, so Lin Po-xiao's guess might be true.

Yes, the "master copy" behind Boss Tang doesn't look like anything good.

Cooperating with such a force would surely lead humanity to subjugate itself. Of all the things Boss Tang has taken, how much of it has been used to support it?
I might actually want to kick it off.

But are you sure you can kick it off?
Are you sure this isn't the beginning of dragging the whole world into destruction?
If you really do that, aren't you just driving this nail into our world? Destroying the whole world?
At this moment, Tang Yiping didn't know whether to say they were short-sighted or blinded by a single leaf.

what to do? Now how to do?
Tang Yiping frowned and pondered, desperately trying to find a solution, but he was just an ordinary person, so what should he do in this situation?
What can we do?
As Tang Yiping was deep in thought, Lin Po-xiao's voice rang out from below: "Why are you all looking at me like that? Don't tell me you didn't know before!"

Tang Yiping looked up and saw that the special forces members around Lin Poxiao were all silently watching him.

"I'm saving you! That bastard, he just pulled you back. I'm giving you a chance to live!"

“You were already gone, but it was me… that bastard who gave you a second chance… uh… it was me, it was me…” Lin Po-xiao wanted to pat himself on the back, but the effect of the [Anchor of Words] prevented him from saying such things.

Tang Yiping suddenly realized that Lin Po-xiao was actually quite suitable for the talent of [Anchor of Words].

An honest, trustworthy, and truthful Lin Po-xiao would be a very good Lin Po-xiao.

It's a pity he doesn't deserve it.

“Even though I did nothing, I want to live. I don’t want to be erased again. I don’t want to disappear as if I never existed. We did so much, but no one remembers…”

Tang Yiping looked down at this mocking and satirical scene. This Lin Po-xiao was ugly, twisted, and disgusting.

But in the eyes of these people, Lin Po-xiao was probably a god-like figure.

Tang Yiping seemed to see the Lin Po-xiao of the past in their eyes.

"I'm sorry," Tang Yiping shook his head and said, "I shouldn't have brought you back."

The Duke of Zhou feared rumors, and Wang Mang was humble before his usurpation.

If I had died back then, who would know the truth of my life?

It was my fault for bringing the dead back to life.

"Bastard, bastard, bastard! Don't look at me like that, I don't need your pity!"

Lin Po-xiao flew into a rage, then suddenly burst into laughter:

"Hahahaha, I was right! They're here! They're here! Look, this is a force we can't resist!"

Tang Yiping looked up and saw that the road in front of the hospital, which was always busy with traffic, was now completely deserted.

In the distance, a convoy can be vaguely seen approaching.

"Attention, all personnel!" a middle-aged special operations officer shouted. "Prepare for battle!"

"Yes, sir!" The special operations team members, despite being covered in injuries, began to line up.

"You bastards, I won't allow you to go! I'm saving you! I'm saving you! This isn't your fault, I won't allow you to sacrifice yourselves!" Lin Po-xiao roared, "I won't allow it! I won't allow it..."

Watching this scene, Tang Yiping felt no joy of victory, only endless sorrow.

“Lux,” he said, “can I leave this place to you?”

"I'm tired."

He was really tired.

But there are still many things he needs to deal with, and he must think them over carefully.

How to do.

“Of course, Li Ke Boren,” Lux said, and then Tang Yiping felt his head go soft as he was buried in endless tenderness.

A pair of soft, cold fingers gently pressed on his temples.

Tang Yiping subconsciously narrowed his eyes, and at the end of his vision, the phantom of a divine tree seemed to slowly emerge.

The Vampire Tree has already spread its canopy.

(End of this chapter)