Throwing a steel coil at supersonic speed with one hand, you let me travel through the heavens!

Wei Qingzhou, the last person to arrive, walked at the very back with steady steps. He then came to the front of the group and whispered to Yang Xi beside him, "There are quite a few people here."

Yang Xi responded softly, "There were even more at the beginning, more than 640 people."

"But... in just over a month, many people have died."

More than six hundred people!?

Wei Qingzhou was quite alarmed.

According to the "reincarnation" recorded in the black notebook, the "future self" did not encounter any other living person except for Yang Xi, who was experiencing a "last burst of lucidity" in the villa area.

It was as if he was the only one left in the city of Bacheng, which had a population of tens of millions.

Therefore, Wei Qingzhou chose to make a move against Yang Xi.

Even if the suggestion fails, as long as we arrive at the Bacheng villa area sooner, we can still see Yang Xi alive.

Unexpectedly, with just a few words, Yang Xi actually saved quite a few people.

A myriad of thoughts flashed through Wei Qingzhou's mind as he glanced at the crowd and said, "I am the leader of the Steel Scroll Sect! I believe some of you have already seen me before."

The quiet crowd suddenly became restless.

A middle-aged woman in the front row was the first to kneel down, clasped her hands together, pressed her forehead to the grass, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Steel coils, steel coils, indestructible! Our leader is mighty, invincible under heaven!"

The people behind her knelt down in unison, chanting slogans: "Steel coil, steel coil, indestructible! Our leader is mighty, invincible under heaven!"

"Steel coils, steel coils, indestructible! Our leader is mighty, invincible under heaven!"

"..."

Several black lines immediately appeared on Wei Qingzhou's forehead.

"Who came up with this slogan?"

"I!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a rather clever-looking man in the front row stood up and raised his hand with a proud expression: "Reporting to the Master, it was my idea!"

When Wei Qingzhou saw him, he immediately recognized him as one of the first two people he encountered after entering the villa area.

"Fine, don't even think about it next time."

Immediately.

The boy continued, "Those whose names are called, come forward: Chen Bo, Guo Shengde..."

Four people were called out by name; they were the four people who had just been plotting in the secluded villa.

"What is the reason the leader has summoned us here?"

The bespectacled man at the head of the group asked the question.

At the same time, he gestured to the other three with his eyes to remain calm and not to make any rash moves.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Wei Qingzhou glanced at them, noticing their subtle movements, nodded slightly, and turned to extend a hand to Yang Xi: "May I borrow Truth?"

Yang Xi was stunned for a moment, wondering what Wei Qingzhou was up to, but she still took out a pistol from the pocket of her horse-face skirt and placed it in Wei Qingzhou's palm.

gun!?

The bespectacled man's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Master, what are you doing?"

Wei Qingzhou looked down at the gun in his hand, weighed it in his hand for a few moments, and replied casually, "It's nothing, let's see how to use it and get familiar with it."

Immediately afterwards, the safety was released, the gun was loaded, all in one smooth motion.

He raised his gun, aimed it at the bespectacled man, and continued in a calm tone, "Then, eliminate the threat to the Steel Scroll Cult."

"Bang"

A gunshot rang out loudly on the silent lawn.

The bespectacled man's body jerked backward, a bloody hole appearing on his forehead. His face remained contorted with confusion, shock, and fear as he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

His eyes were wide open, he died with his eyes wide open, unable to understand why the cult leader would fire the gun so readily.

Moreover, the other party looked so young, at most a graduate who had just finished the college entrance examination, how could he kill so cleanly and neatly, without any hesitation?

There was also a deep sense of resentment.

His plans and ambitions died before they could even be implemented.

"It seems pretty simple," Wei Qingzhou said casually.

After the gunshot, the crowd did not erupt into chaos as expected. The believers remained kneeling on the ground, seemingly accustomed to life and death.

"Damn it, this brat's trying to kill us!"

"Fuck him!!"

The man with the buzz cut was the first to react, cursing loudly, grabbing the composite bow from the man with glasses' back, and preparing to shoot Wei Qingzhou.

But a composite bow requires drawing the bow and shooting arrows, which is not as fast as a gun.

Another gunshot rang out, and the man with the buzz cut was shot in the temple. The impact of the bullet knocked his head to the side, and then his body fell to the ground.

"Let me tell you a principle: a gun is fast from seven paces away, and accurate and fast within seven paces," Wei Qingzhou said.

The seemingly imposing, short, stocky man was terrified when he saw his companion turn into two corpses on the lawn in the blink of an eye, and he turned and ran away.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots rang out one after another.

As if his beginner protection period had ended, Wei Qingzhou's marksmanship had become less accurate, and it took him three bullets to kill the short, stocky man who was trying to escape.

He fell forward, sprawling on the grass, blood gushing from the bullet hole in his back, the crimson color quickly staining his white vest.

The last remaining tall, thin man, no longer able to think, was completely terrified. He collapsed to his knees, his crotch soaked, trembling violently, his lips quivering as he begged for mercy: "No...don't kill me...don't kill me..."

"My Lord, I will never dare to rebel again. Please don't kill me, I beg you..."

The tall, thin man crawled over on his knees and kowtowed to Wei Qingzhou.

"Bang"

With the final gunshot, another body was added to the lawn.

The kneeling believers remained silent, none daring to speak, and none knowing what had happened.

Is the returning cult leader... establishing his authority through murder?

"As expected of 'Truth,' it's easy to use, but it has recoil, which is not as good as steel coils. Here you go."

Wei Qingzhou returned the gun to Yang Xi, then looked down at the Steel Scroll Cult followers and said loudly, "To combat spiritual pollution, besides faith, psychotropic drugs, and tobacco and alcohol, there is another thing we can use: fear!"

"Of course, I do not wish to control you with fear."

"The Holy Maiden created this sanctuary in the apocalypse, providing everyone with a place to live. I hope everyone will not destroy it, because in the end times, everyone is trying their best to survive, and it is not easy for anyone. I know that everyone has both good and evil in their hearts, and I hope everyone will keep the evil in their hearts under control and not let it out."

"Alright, that's all. Meeting adjourned. I'm going to rest."

He turned around and walked into the villa without looking back.

On the lawn behind them, dozens of people prostrated themselves, their foreheads pressed against the grass, chanting in unison, "Our leader is wise! Our leader is wise!"

Standing at the villa entrance, Mr. Yang witnessed the entire process. His mouth remained agape for a long time before he could close it. Then, he whispered to Mrs. Yang beside him, "My son-in-law has some impressive skills."

Yang's mother nodded blankly: "If our daughter marries him, we, as her parents-in-law, will definitely not have a rebellious phase."

"These four people's sanity values ​​are on the verge of collapse and are about to become distorted, so the cult leader has sentenced them."

"Alright, Luo Hang, go find a few people to help dispose of the body."

Yang Xi gave an order and then chased after Wei Qingzhou.

Luo Hang was the clever young man who came up with the slogan. He agreed and quickly found a few helpers to move the body.

No one noticed that a long, pinkish-white worm with a head resembling a spiral drill and a body covered in whip-like hairs crawled out from the bespectacled man's corpse, silently burrowed into the grass and soil, and quickly disappeared.