Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 166 has highlighted the mission objective for you!
Chen Baiyu gazed quietly at the man in front of her.

After transforming into a dragon descendant, his golden eyes gleamed with a chilling light.

The killing intent had solidified as if it were a tangible substance.

The terrifying dragon's might caused the man in front of him to tremble, and even his crotch was stained with a darker color as water dripped from it.

Imagine you've taken your wife out of town.

While riding a train, eating hotpot, and singing songs, they were suddenly robbed by bandits.

It's hard not to want to kill someone.

In fact, he really didn't intend to let this guy go.

But before taking action.

Chen Baiyu still had some questions for the first person to have murderous intent towards him.

While thinking.

He casually tossed the man in front of him to the ground.

Mick White's body crashed to the ground.

The suffocating feeling of being choked subsided, but what followed was the excruciating pain of my back slamming heavily onto the ground and sliding a distance.

It felt like an invisible hammer had slammed into his spine.

He immediately heard a very soft but clear "crack" sound from inside his body, like an old tree branch being snapped in two.

It seems that I can't move my spine.

The sensation in my lower body is gradually disappearing.

My thighs, calves, and even toes went numb quickly after that cracking sound, as if countless tiny needles were gently pricking under my skin, and then I gradually became completely unable to feel anything.

Chen Baiyu didn't care.

He simply picked up the gun and silently stepped forward.

Then, to Mick White's horrified gaze, he aimed a shot directly at his calf.

The muffled gunshots rang out, concealed by the silencer.

Mick White immediately had a bloody hole in his calf.

The flesh around the blood hole was charred and curled up by the gunpowder, and dark red blood mixed with fine bone fragments was slowly flowing down the skin of the inside of the calf.

It formed a small, sticky stain on the ground.

However, his terrified expression clearly showed more astonishment than the intense pain one would expect after being shot.

Chen Baiyu immediately realized what was happening.

He stepped on Mick White's bleeding calf wound with a little force, but found that it did not move the man at all.

That momentary frown was also an unconscious action.

"Loss of sensation in the lower body?"

"You got off too easy. You were practically paralyzed from the waist down in one fell swoop..."

Chen Baiyu murmured as she approached, slowly squatting down in front of Mick White, who was lying on the ground.

His tone carried a hint of regret.

If possible, some forms of torture targeting the lower body would be more suitable for men.

but……

It's not impossible to feel only in the upper body.

Thinking.

Chen Baiyu had already gripped Mick White's right thumb, and an immense force erupted instantly.

He broke off Mick White's right thumb.

It's like breaking a stick-shaped biscuit in half.

It was not only exceptionally easy.

It also brought a crisp snapping sound.

"Say or not?"

Chen Baiyu looked at Mick White and quietly spoke in English.

However, the other side was clearly too busy to respond.

Instead, he stared intently at his thumb, which had been snapped off and was now pressed against the back of his hand, and howled in pain.

The extreme pain prevented him from moving his right hand much.

Even the slightest movement will cause the thumb, which is only connected to the palm by skin, to wobble to a certain extent, resulting in severe pain due to the broken muscles and bones.

The excruciating pain felt like red-hot steel needles piercing into the palm from the broken finger bone, shooting along the nerves in the arm towards the top of the head.

Every breath he took pulled at his wounds, making his cries of pain a heart-wrenching tremor.

He was only focused on wailing.

Without hesitation, Chen Baiyu grasped Mick White's right index finger.

As Mick White suddenly realized what was happening and his expression turned one of extreme fear and panic, he gently snapped the iron again without hesitation.

The same clicking sound.

The man's heart-wrenching screams rang out.

The pain was sharp and intense, as if countless ants were gnawing at the broken bones and muscles.

Half of his body convulsed, and cold sweat instantly soaked through Mick White's back.

"What a tough guy, still not telling?"

Chen Baiyu raised an eyebrow, looking at the man's remaining seven fingers with slight interest.

Just as he was about to reach out again.

Then, Mick White, ignoring his pain, hurriedly said, "Wait! Wait a minute!"

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but did you even ask?"

Besides the unconscious wailing and trembling in Mick White's voice, there also seemed to be a subconscious sense of inexplicable grievance.

Who said he's a tough guy?
After all that torment, at least ask a question.

How would I know what to say if you don't ask me?
"So that's my problem?"

Chen Baiyu raised an eyebrow and broke off Mick White's right middle finger without hesitation.

This made Mick White shudder, and cold sweat instantly soaked his entire body.

Then everything went black.

I almost fainted.

To prevent him from fainting, Chen Baiyu thoughtfully broke off the remaining two fingers on his right hand.

This time.

The double dose of happiness instantly brought Mick White back to his senses from the brink of fainting; in fact, he could say he had never felt so clear-headed before.

His muscles were spasming uncontrollably.

Tears mixed with cold sweat splattered on the ground, and his throat had become hoarse from the continuous wailing, but he didn't even have the strength to utter a single word of begging for mercy.

He simply stared silently at his right hand, now completely annihilated, and felt a profound sense of despair.

But sometimes.

Even if he wanted to die, it would be difficult for him.

See this.

Chen Baiyu nodded in satisfaction.

If he's still not awake by now, he might try using the [Forbidden Enchantment Technique: Embrace Heaven] to give this man a ten-minute spiritual climax to refresh him; it really can send him to heaven.

"You're awake now? Then listen carefully."

"What's your name? Why did you come to this deep jungle completely unarmed? And why did you shoot at me?"

Chen Baiyu did not pretend that she did not know that she had not interrogated him. Instead, she looked at the man in front of her and quietly asked him.

Finally, the interrogation began.

Mick White, who was about to be toyed with, spoke like a manipulated doll: "My name is Mick White... I am... the Security Director of the Natural Baptism Church, and also the... Honorary Bishop of the Natural Baptism Church."

"Traveling light... is because the Natural Baptism Church's base is not far away, so apart from guns, we don't need to carry much supplies."

The two paragraphs are not very long.

But it took Mick White almost all his strength to say it, and he was constantly out of breath and letting out suppressed groans of pain.

But it was all for survival.

No matter how painful it is, I still try to tell it all, like spilling beans.

Chen Baiyu has always been very polite.

There was no rush to interrupt the other person by counting on their fingers.

After listening to these two sentences silently.

He spoke in a completely emotionless voice: "Then why did you shoot me?"

Chen Baiyu pressed on, her tone so cold it chilled Mick White to the bone.

This question immediately silenced the man, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Until a few seconds later.

Mick White said, "Just because I like it."

Not much explanation.

It was just that one sentence: "It's because I like it."

Clearly, the man in front of him simply enjoyed killing; there was no other reason.

This is the kind of person who is only found in movies and has a great interest in killing.

Watching the man tremble uncontrollably as he anticipated that saying those words would mean certain death, and seeing the growing wetness spreading across his crotch.

Chen Baiyu didn't say much.

He simply picked up a wooden stick from the ground and slowly stood up.

With sharp and strong nails.

As he stood up, he had already dug the wooden stick into a sharp, short spear with his fingernails.

immediately.

Without hesitation, he flicked his wrist and casually flung the short spear away.

next moment.

Like Li Xunhuan's flying dagger, the short spear arrived in front of Mick White in an instant with a whooshing sound, then pierced straight into the man's eyeball and went through it.

Due to the limitations of the material of the wooden stick itself.

The man's head was not pierced; the wooden spear pierced through the brain tissue from the eye and then struck the solid back of the skull, where it paused and shuddered.

The end shattered into several pieces inside Mick White's head.

Then it made no further progress.

but.

That's enough.

Mick White fell into death; his body, which had been trembling with fear, stopped moving.

The short spear embedded in his eye socket was still slightly tilted, and congealed blood smeared down his cheek onto the ground.

His other eye, which had been wide open, lost its luster and stared blankly ahead before the pupil gradually dilated.

Even the muscles that had been tense with fear completely relaxed, as if they had simply fallen into a deep sleep and would never wake up again.

Do it all.

Chen Baiyu exited the Dragonborn form.

The golden vertical pupils that appeared behind the wooden mask slowly faded, returning to their original dark eyes.

His mood remained completely unchanged.

He didn't even pay any more attention to the corpse, but quietly examined the Springfield bolt-action rifle in his hand.

Born under the red flag, he never actually touched a real gun due to the extremely strict gun control policies.

But because of his extraordinary wisdom.

Memories of seeing this gun on military channels and military enthusiast forums came flooding back, making him feel familiar with it.

Almost no man is uninterested in sex.

So he subconsciously groped around a couple of times.

With fingers resting on the bolt of the rifle, he gently pulled it back and then pushed it back, the crisp sound of metal clashing ringing out clearly in the silent jungle.

Chen Baiyu's eyes held a hint of curiosity about this unfamiliar device.

He flipped the gun over.

Fingertips rubbed against the cold barrel and stock of the gun.

When the fingertip brushes against the trigger guard.

He was a beat too slow, and then immediately raised his gun and aimed it at a leaf not far away.

next moment.

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

The intense kinetic energy was released by the bullet.

The leaves burst open instantly.

Of course, it wasn't the area he was aiming for.

It was another piece of land right next door.

"Damn it, He Chenguang's gun?"

Chen Baiyu raised an eyebrow and began to complain.

Although the leaf wasn't very close, he shouldn't have missed with his abilities; it wasn't like he was asked to shoot a coin hundreds of meters away.

Confident in himself, he was certain that the problem was not his.

It will only be a problem with the guns.

This gun's bullet trajectory is biased to the left!

While thinking.

Chen Baiyu recalled and remembered the feeling from just now, and then slightly adjusted it in the opposite direction according to the degree of deviation of the trajectory he had predicted.

This time.

The bullet hit the designated leaf as intended!

Chen Baiyu smiled and put away his gun, revealing a satisfied smile.

That's more in line with his abilities.

Once the gun's specific performance is determined, hitting the bullseye every time will be as simple and normal for him as breathing and drinking water.

Now that we have guns...

There is still one more issue to consider:

Could I withstand ordinary firearms now?

This is a very serious and academic question.

Anyone else who heard this would scoff and then declare the truth that no carbon-based life form could withstand 7.62.

But for Chen Baiyu...

This is definitely not a joke.

He truly has the opportunity to achieve something that no carbon-based life form can do.

Based on his current feelings and the reminders from his intuition, he believes he is currently capable of withstanding firearms.

Let's not even talk about armor-piercing depleted uranium rounds or anti-material sniper rifles; those are things that aren't meant for human use.

Chen Baiyu was certain that in his dragon form, he could at least withstand the Springfield bolt-action rifle in his hand, even at point-blank range.

While thinking.

He was about to shoot at his own hand, to put his knowledge into practice.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice beside me.

【drop! 】

[Evil god worship detected!]

[User #user_001 was detected to have interrupted a local anchor of faith through "physical purification"!]

[Emergency purification mission triggered - "What are you looking at? You're a heretic too!"]

[Mission Background]: Deep within the Aurora Forest, a group of lost sheep, who call themselves "Children of Nature," are sacrificing their souls and flesh to a false god called "The False Maw of Untamed." This false god steals the name of "Nature," distorts the breath of life, and its followers regard indiscriminate slaughter as sacred baptism and the cries of living beings as hymns to nature. They have turned the jungle into a slaughterhouse and made hunting their supreme doctrine!

[Mission Objective: Sever the chain of contamination—Ensure all known "Baptists" (infidels) are subjected to "physical and permanent silence"]

[Mission Reward: 50 experience points for each mission objective killed]

[Task Evaluation: Remember, using physical exorcism to deal with cult members is often more efficient, and also...more environmentally friendly?]

[Hint: The mission objective has been highlighted!]

hiss……

A kill mission?
strong enough!

When Chen Baiyu heard Mick White mention the Natural Baptism Church, he already had a vague feeling that it was a cult.

Otherwise, what kind of good person would place the core of their sect in such a primeval forest? And even get a murderous bastard like Mick White to join?

The exact composition is self-evident.

But I didn't expect it.

Such a cult actually triggered an unprecedented kill mission.

(End of this chapter)