"Bang!"

The villa's main gate, crafted from precious solid wood, was violently kicked open.

Wood chips flew everywhere.

Dozens of burly men wielding weapons charged in with howls, like hyenas that had smelled blood.

"Brothers, charge!"

"Drag everyone inside out!"

"Let that ignorant little punk see who's really on this turf!"

They imagined that if they rushed in, they would see panicked bodyguards and a rich young master who was so scared that he wet himself and knelt down begging for mercy.

however.

The first burly man who rushed into the villa's living room suddenly paused.

His brothers behind him didn't react in time and bumped into his back one after another.

"What the hell? Charge!"

"Get out of the way!"

The burly man at the front didn't turn around; there was a hint of confusion in his voice.

"Nobody here?"

The spacious and luxurious living room was completely empty.

There wasn't a sound, let alone a person; it was eerily quiet.

The crystal chandelier emitted a bright light, illuminating every corner clearly.

"Where did they go? Did they run away?"

"Impossible! We've blocked all the roads!"

"Damn it, are they hiding?"

Dozens of burly men crowded into the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. Their fierce aura from just moments before had unconsciously dissipated somewhat.

Just then.

"Click".

A crisp metallic click came from behind them.

The door that had been kicked open slowly closed by itself, making a locking sound.

Followed by.

"Click, click, click..."

A series of rapid locking sounds rang out from all directions.

In that instant, all the windows and all the exits were completely sealed off by the metal panels that were lowered from the outside.

"Snapped!"

The last glimmer of light disappeared.

The entire villa was plunged into absolute darkness, where one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

A deathly silence.

"Damn! What's going on?!"

"Who the hell turned off the lights?!"

"Turn on the lights!"

The darkness instantly ignited the most primal fear in the hearts of these desperados.

They started to panic, running around the living room like headless flies.

"Don't panic! Everyone, don't panic!"

A man who seemed to be a minor leader shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to stabilize the situation.

But before he could finish speaking...

"puff."

A dull thud, like a heavy object falling to the ground, sounded beside him.

Followed by.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bones breaking was unusually jarring in the darkness.

"ah--"

A short, painful scream was abruptly cut off, turning into a muffled whimper.

"Who?!"

"Who's there?!"

The henchman screamed in terror, wildly waving his machete.

He was met only with a suffocating silence.

then.

"Thump."

There was another dull thud as someone fell to the ground.

It was as if an unseen Grim Reaper was gracefully and coldly reaping lives in this darkness.

Fear, like a plague, spread wildly in everyone's heart.

They could not see the enemy.

All they could hear was the sound of their companions falling and the sickening cracking of bones.

Twelve black shadows, like ghosts blending into the darkness, moved through the chaotic crowd.

They were wearing monocular night vision goggles, and everything in front of them appeared eerily green.

In their eyes, those burly men who were panicking and wildly waving their weapons were like a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

Their movements were precise and efficient.

He darted forward and closed the distance.

The hand chop is precisely made on the target's carotid sinus, causing them to faint instantly.

Alternatively, a clean and decisive grappling move, using joint locks to apply force.

"Click!"

The arm snapped off instantly.

There was no unnecessary fighting, no fancy moves.

Only the most professional, sharpest, and most efficient fighting techniques.

This was a complete, one-sided massacre.

No, it didn't even qualify as a massacre.

It looks more like a group of professional cleaners sweeping up the trash that has wandered into the house.

……

Inside a bread truck a kilometer outside the villa.

Long Wu, with a cigar between his fingers, leaned back comfortably in his seat, awaiting news of victory.

He had already figured out how to deal with that kid surnamed Su once he caught him.

however.

Time passed second by second.

From the villa, apart from the initial few short screams, there was no further sound.

The silence was so profound that it made him feel uneasy.

"Feed? Feed? Black dog, answer me!"

Long Wu picked up the walkie-talkie and called his capable subordinates.

"Shh...shh..."

Only a deathly static could be heard from the walkie-talkie.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on!"

Long Wu shouted several more times in frustration.

There has still been no response.

A strong sense of foreboding, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled around his heart.

problem occurs!

"Turn around! Quickly! Get out of here!"

Long Wu acted decisively and roared at the driver.

However, it was too late.

"Buzz—"

The ear-piercing roar of engines grew louder as it approached.

Several beams of headlights, so bright they made it hard to open one's eyes, instantly illuminated the forest where they were hiding.

Three heavily modified SUVs, all painted black with sharp lines, stood in a triangular formation, completely blocking all their escape routes.

The car door opened.

Several tall, imposing men in black, exuding a cold aura, stepped out of the car.

They were not carrying any weapons; they simply stood there quietly.

But the murderous aura honed from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood made it difficult for Long Wu to even breathe.

The driver and his henchman inside the car were already pale with fright and trembling.

Long Wu's heart sank to the bottom.

The roles of hunter and prey are completely reversed at this moment.

Just then.

"Smack."

The lights in the distant villa, which had been plunged into darkness, came back on.

The soft light illuminated the entire villa, making it look like a castle from a fairy tale.

Long Wu saw that the villa door was open.

A man in a sharp suit stood respectfully at the door.

Then.

A young figure, holding a glass of wine swirling with dark red liquid, slowly walked down the stairs from the second floor.

It was Su Bai.

He walked to the center of the living room and glanced down.

The ground was littered with burly men wailing, convulsing, and unconscious.

His face remained completely expressionless.

It was as if he had only glanced at the pile of trash.

A security captain codenamed "Ghost" walked up to Su Bai and bowed slightly.

"Boss, subdue them all. Forty-three people in total, not one escaped."

"Follow-up procedures have been initiated to ensure that no loose ends are left behind and that the police will not find any clues related to you."

"Um."

Su Bai nodded slightly and took a sip of the red wine in his glass.

"Bring in the one who's leading it."

"Yes."

A few minutes later.

Long Wu was dragged into the villa's living room by two burly men in black, like a dead dog.

When he saw his proud "elite" subordinates lying all over the ground...

When he saw the boy, unharmed and even leisurely sipping his wine.

The last thread of reason in his mind snapped completely.

"thump!"

His knees buckled, and with all his might, he knelt on the ground.

"Mr. Su... I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"I was blind to your greatness! I'm not human! I'm just a beast!"

He kowtowed frantically, begging for mercy with tears streaming down his face.

His forehead quickly started bleeding.

Su Bai looked down at him calmly.

He slowly put down his wine glass; his voice was soft, yet it carried clearly throughout the entire living room.

"The second option."

"Let's begin."

The cold words pronounced Long Wu's final fate.

Several expressionless professionals came up and dragged Long Wu and his men, whose fates were unknown, out one by one.

They will be completely wiped out of this world by the combined effects of the law and "underground rules".

No one will remember them.

No one will track them down.

All worries have been resolved.

Su Bai slowly turned around and looked out the window at Luoxia Mountain, which stood silently in the night.

The stage has been cleaned.

Now, it's time to reclaim his first chance.

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