Unfilial disciple, do not ruin your master's dream of ascension and peaceful life.

A group of guards lay unconscious on the ground of the guardhouse.

They were still alive, but blood was flowing from their mouths and ears, seemingly caused by a sudden rush of blood to their brains that triggered fainting.

"What's going on...?"

Ye Yinqiu carefully opened the gate and went inside. To the left was a field area separated by iron mesh, and to the right was a security checkpoint. The staff on duty were lying haphazardly on the ground, also unconscious.

"I don't know what's going on... but I'll borrow it anyway."

She searched the unconscious people, taking anything that looked like a weapon. She recognized the baton, the handcuffs, and the key, but... what was this L-shaped metal object? She'd never seen it before, but she'd take it anyway.

Further ahead was the prison building where serious offenders were held. The doors, which should have been heavily guarded, were wide open, and the locks had also been broken.

Looking at the map, the target's warehouse should be behind this building.

Did someone get in before her?

She tiptoed around to the side of the high-security prison building and found that dozens of prison guards who should have been on duty inside were all lying unconscious in the green belt. The newcomer had only knocked them out and hadn't killed them.

She cautiously hid in the shadows of the building. Since there was no "divine sense" on Earth, she could only rely on her own eyes to discern the location of the intruder.

She soon made a discovery.

The other party wasn't hiding at all.

It was a bald, tattooed, muscular man in a leather jacket, walking nonchalantly under the pale streetlights, making a call with a device called a "cell phone," a kind of Earth communication tool.

Ye Yinqiu recognized him at a glance as the bald man whose back she had seen once before—the real culprit of the tragedy!

She held her breath, crawled on the meadow in the green belt, and slowly approached the other person, pricking up her ears to eavesdrop.

"...Ugh, so annoying! I've told you so many times I didn't kill anyone, stop nagging! Of course I know killing too many non-prisoners will attract the attention of the higher-ups, I just overwhelmed them! So long-winded..."

His tone was a little impatient; the person on the other end of the phone was probably his companion.

"...Yeah, yeah, Micah really is an idiot, making such a fuss and still not getting anything done... Hmm? Didn't find anything, I don't know what she's looking for... I can only say it's possible... If you ask me, why don't we just listen to me and blow that damn box up?"

Ye Yinqiu moved a little closer silently, wanting to hear more clearly.

"...Okay, I'll look again... Hmm? What did you say?"

The bald man suddenly revealed a strange smile.

"She's already here? Hehehe, that makes things easier. After all, I'm the best at interrogation!!"

In that instant, the air pressure in the small square next to the building rose sharply, centered on him! With such a large area of ​​effect (AOE), Ye Yinqiu, hiding in the green belt, felt as if she had been crushed by a giant object, the high pressure from all directions squeezing her entire body! Her eyeballs bulged, her abdomen caved in, her joints creaked, and in a few seconds her organs would be crushed!

With the perseverance and endurance she had honed in the lower realm, she struggled to her feet, bearing the pressure as she retreated rapidly, keeping her distance from the enemy!

However, this played right into the enemy's hands.

"There she is, little beauty, don't hide..."

The bald man immediately noticed her movements. The large-scale pressure he had just applied was only to force her to show herself; the real killing move was yet to come!

"Let it explode."

*Pfft!*

Ye Yinqiu dashed forward at top speed, using the green belt to avoid his line of sight. This time, her stomach didn't burst again, but her left hand was still affected! Her middle and ring fingers swelled up like balloons and then exploded!

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"You should at least leave them alive, aren't we going to torture them? You idiot."

Zhong Wei, perched atop a water tower not far from the prison, watched everything unfolding inside the prison walls through binoculars. He tried to call Zhou Rong to warn him not to rush into killing, but it seemed the sadist wouldn't listen.

Zhong Wei did not participate in the battle.

On one hand, he didn't know what special abilities Ye Yinqiu possessed; perhaps she was just pretending to be weak while harboring a powerful weapon. In the absence of knowledge about the enemy's true strength, it was always wise to let his teammates sacrifice themselves first.

On the other hand, he was more concerned about why the man who was always with her hadn't come than the girl.

Just then, he saw through his binoculars that Ye Yinqiu had been hit, her left hand covered in blood.

"Looks like it's coming to an end..."

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Blood gushed from Ye Yinqiu's left hand. Though not fatal, it was enough to strip her of the strength of her left arm. Zhou Rong revealed a cruel, savage grin, and with his next strike, she exploded into fireworks—

"whispering sound!!"

Despite the sudden serious injury, Ye Yinqiu's movements did not slow down. She threw the baton with all her might!

"!"

The baton was thrown fast and hard, enough to smash a person's skull, but it was bounced away by an invisible force when it came within a meter of Zhou Rong.

Although it missed, it still momentarily distracted him, causing his next attack to miss and shatter the reinforced glass and iron bars on the first floor of the high-security prison building! Ye Yinqiu immediately jumped through the window and hid out of his sight!

"Wow, you run pretty fast."

Zhou Rong wasn't annoyed at all; instead, he laughed even more heartily.

His favorite combat environment is a large, enclosed space.

After Ye Yinqiu scaled the high-security prison building, she ran like the wind, her brain racing. Although she wasn't usually quick-witted, her combat intelligence was by no means low!

(His abilities are ferocious, but they also have limitations! The kind of instant-kill technique that can burst a human body requires aiming with the five senses; otherwise, it can only apply non-lethal pressure to a vague area...)

She was well aware that the enemy wanted to trap her like a fish in a barrel. But first, she could only try to maneuver and find an opportunity to win!

"Oh, where did this little beauty come from?"

"Come here! Come to your brother! Hahaha!"

Do you know where all the prison guards have gone?

"You have keys in your hand?! Give them to me right now!"

"Let me out! I'll take good care of you!"

The prison lights were still on, and the corridors were lined with cells. Many of the hardened criminals were whistling and taunting her. She ignored them, rushed to the iron bars at the end of the corridor, and used a key she'd taken from a prison guard to open the iron door above!

Prisoners behind the iron bars on both sides of the corridor kept shouting at her. She tried desperately to shush them and make them quiet, but to no avail. Instead, they suddenly became wary when she showed them the L-shaped iron device she had attached to her waist.

"You have a gun!?" "Is that a gun on your belt??" "Hey, don't point it around!"

Judging from their reaction, this thing... must be a weapon of mass destruction from the immortal realm?

That being the case...

"Tell me right now what this thing is and how to use it! Or I'll kill you all!"

The prisoners looked at each other in bewilderment.

What is it?

Even a three-year-old knows what a gun is, right?

"Tell me! Is it to be held like a pair of crutches? Or is it to be thrown like a concealed weapon to hit someone?"