Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

"Did Brother Wang order you to do this?" Su Wanxing walked over, the tip of an ice blade pressed against his neck, the chill making him shiver. "Is Brother Wang the manager of Emperor Hotel? Is President Zhang his backer?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The man nodded hurriedly. "Brother Wang's full name is Wang Haidong. He is the general manager of Dihao. Boss Zhang's name is Zhang Bingkun. He is the owner of Dihao. He owns most of the shady businesses in the entire Zhaoming City."

"If we don't listen to them, they'll kill our whole family. We have no choice!"

"Is there anyone else behind Zhang Bingkun?" Su Wanxing asked.

The man paused for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know... I'm just a low-level employee, I don't know about things at the top, I only know that Mr. Zhang seems to have a good relationship with people in the city hall."

He also had people in the garrison command. Someone reported him to the garrison command before, and he was released after only two days. The person who reported him was beaten and his leg was broken the next day and he was thrown into the river...

Su Wanxing's heart sank.

Just as Zhao Hu said, Zhang Bingkun had connections everywhere. He was not only rich but also powerful. Otherwise, he could not have acted so arrogantly for so many years, harming so many people and still getting away with it.

But it's okay.

She dared to kill Zhao Hu and wasn't afraid of even a homemade gun, so what was she afraid of Zhang Bingkun?

At worst, it would be a fight to the death. She wanted to see if these people, no matter how powerful their backers were, could withstand her ice spikes and Su Mingyu's water blades.

"If we release that girl, Zhang Bingkun will definitely not let you off the hook." Su Wanxing's voice was calm, like a frozen lake, without any ripples.

"You helped Zhang Bingkun do so many heinous things, when that girl was locked in the basement, did you ever think of letting her go?"

The leader of the thugs opened his mouth, blood and sweat mingling on his face, dripping down his chin.

He wanted to explain, but looking into Su Wanxing's cold eyes, his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Su Mingyu took two steps forward, helped the tied-up girl to sit down against the wall, and untied the ropes from her wrists.

The girl was trembling all over, clutching his sleeve tightly, her nails digging into his arm, but he didn't feel any pain at all. He just whispered, "It's okay," and then shielded her behind him.

"Sister," Su Mingyu turned his head, his voice low, "I'll do it."

Su Mingyu stretched out his fingertip and the water stream he condensed instantly stretched into a transparent water blade, so thin that it was almost invisible, its edges trembling slightly in the air.

With a swift and clean motion, he slit the throats of the three men before they even had a chance to beg for mercy.

They didn't even have time to scream before their bodies went limp and they collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from the wounds on their necks, spreading on the ground and quickly forming a dark red puddle.

Su Wanxing didn't look down at the three corpses. She simply put away the frost on her fingertips. The ice crystals fell into her palm and melted into a few drops of water that dripped down her fingers.

She walked up to the girl she had rescued, knelt down, and asked in a gentler tone, "Can you walk by yourself?"

The girl nodded frantically, tears streaming down her face, her voice trembling, "I...I can walk."

"Go through the back alley, don't look back, go straight home." Su Wanxing took out the two hundred yuan that Zhao Hu had stolen from her pocket and stuffed it into the girl's hand. "Take this money and take a taxi home. Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight, just pretend you didn't see anything."

The girl clutched the money, her lips trembling as if she wanted to say something. In the end, she only gave the siblings a deep look, then turned and stumbled into the depths of the alley. Her footsteps gradually faded into the distance and finally disappeared into the night.

Once the girl's figure had disappeared, Su Wanxing turned her head to look in the direction of the Emperor Entertainment Club.

It's not far from Fu'an Lane, just a ten-minute drive away. Even from that distance, you can see the dazzling neon lights that make half the sky glow red.

It was the most bustling place in the entire Zhaoming City, but also the dirtiest.

Countless people lived a life of debauchery there, and countless others were completely devoured, leaving not even a trace of their bones.

Wang Haidong and Zhang Bingkun were there, making money stained with blood by cheating, deceiving, and forcing women into prostitution, living a life of extravagance and debauchery.

"Sister, shall we go over now?" Su Mingyu asked.

He tightened the canvas bag on his back, the mineral water bottles inside clinking softly, enough to sustain them through a fierce battle.

"Hmm." Su Wanxing nodded, the frost on her fingertips surging again, gleaming with a pale blue light in the dim light. The three corpses lay lifeless in the pool of blood behind them. "They owed so much debt, it's time to pay it back."

The siblings walked along the street toward the Emperor Hotel. The night cast long shadows of them, and the wind brushed against their faces, carrying the chill of late autumn and a faint smell of blood, but it could not extinguish the fire in their eyes.

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The late autumn night wind swept fallen leaves from the roadside across the asphalt road. Su Wanxing and Su Mingyu walked steadily without the slightest hesitation, heading straight for the Emperor Entertainment Club.

The two still smelled of blood, and ice blades and water flowed around them, like two newly unsheathed knives, waiting to pierce the magnificent demon cave.

At that moment, on the top floor of a residential building fifty meters away from where the bread truck broke down, Zhou Zhengqing put down his night vision binoculars, his knuckles turning slightly white.

He was wearing an ordinary black coat, his face expressionless, only his eyes swirling with barely suppressed shock.

As an agent dispatched by the National Bureau of Abnormal Affairs to Jeolla Province, he had been staking out Somyeong City for three weeks.

After the news of the six extraordinary individuals in Lieyang Province destroying three major criminal gangs reached the headquarters, Han Qiming immediately dispatched him to Jeolla Province. The purpose was to screen potential awakened individuals in advance and prevent the chaos in Lieyang Province from repeating itself.

He studied the data of all those who had awakened their extraordinary abilities, from Chen Guohua to Shen Hanzhou, and finally came to a conclusion:

All the awakening of superpowers has the same premise—being oppressed to the point of having nowhere to retreat, awakening superpowers in extreme despair.

Therefore, all his recent investigations have revolved around the gray forces in Zhaoming City, specifically targeting ordinary people who have been bullied to the point of desperation, just waiting for the moment when the "seed" appears.

He had seen everything that was happening in Fu'an Lane just now.

Zhao Hu led his men to ambush the Su siblings, but in the end, it was his own men who were carried out horizontally, while Zhao Hu himself died on the spot.

He initially thought it was just a typical case of double-crossing, until he saw Su Wanxing conjure ice spikes out of thin air with her fingertips and Su Mingyu manipulate water to sever the thug's leg. Only then did he realize that the "new seed" he had been waiting for for three weeks had finally appeared.

One ice, one water, two ability users, and they cooperated exceptionally well, their actions were swift and decisive, clearly not their first real battle.