Excessive ferocity due to caution

Zhao Yi finished the last piece of meat and put down his chopsticks.

He picked up his glass, tilted his head back, and drank it down in one gulp.

There is an interesting phenomenon.

"When people raise pigs, they always feed them from the front while stabbing them in the back."

"That way, even if some pigs guess that the people who raise them killed them, they won't fight back."

Even if I'm anxious, I'll just stay anxious.

Do you know why?

Cheng Kong shook his head, looking completely bewildered.

Zhao Yi slowly said:

"Because what controls pigs, besides satisfying their desires, is also fear."

"They know these people aren't really good to them, and if they do something to anger them... they might disappear forever."

"Actually, whether it's a human or a ghost, there's not much difference between them and pigs."

"To bring peace and order to the inhabitants of Valley Hanging Town, fear can do the same thing."

Cheng Kong fell into deep thought.

"you mean……"

A strange smile appeared on Zhao Yi's face:

"That's right...spreading fear."

"I'll lend you some men. Take them and go straight to slaughter the church's dogs!"

"Oh...right, and that subordinate who betrayed you."

Cheng Kong looked worried.

"I wish I could, but this time, the church may have mobilized forces we can't even imagine. Those missionaries and teachers aren't particularly powerful, yet they dare to act so recklessly; they probably have powerful backers!"

Zhao Yi extended one index finger and shook it slightly:

You're only half right.

"There is no doubt that more than just this many people came to the church."

"After all, one of their targets is a body protected by a near-monster."

"But...those people shouldn't have arrived in Guxuan Town yet."

Cheng Kong was quite surprised:

"Are you so sure?"

Zhao Yi gestured with his eyes to the wine bottles on the table and smiled:

"Otherwise, why would I make you spend time getting a bottle of wine?"

"Once the church replaced the police station as the new faith of the residents of Valley Hanging, you completely lost your value. At that point, if there were really powerful figures behind them, you wouldn't have been able to come back to see me alive."

"After all, your existence is ultimately an unavoidable trouble for them."

"And two hours, such a long distance... is enough for them to kill you a hundred times over."

As soon as Zhao Yi finished speaking, a cold sweat broke out on Cheng Kong's back!

This man in front of me... is terrifying!

You have no idea when he's plotting against you, selling you out, and you're even helping him count the money!

He remembered the mountain god.

That arrogant, almost deadly monster, that freak created by the perfect timing and circumstances.

Not long ago... he died because of Zhao Yi's scheme!

Zhao Yi poured herself another glass of wine, slowly savoring its spicy flavor with elegant grace.

"Actually, you can rest assured, I'm doing this just to be on the safe side."

"If I really wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have waited until now."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Kong felt much more at ease.

He tilted his head back and gulped down a glass of wine.

"I'm ready!"

Zhao Yi snapped his fingers.

There was a noise outside the door.

Cheng Kong went outside and found that many assassins were already waiting there!

Exactly three hundred, no more, no less!

"remember……"

Zhao Yi stood to the side, patted the shocked Cheng Kong on the shoulder, and said meaningfully:

"When you go to slaughter the church members this time, don't say a single word."

"You are no longer the sheriff beloved by the residents of Valley Suspension... You've become a sewer rat, and your job is to kill those rats even more stinking than you!"

"Also, bring the missionaries back later."

"I have something I want to talk to it about."

Cheng Kong nodded slowly, his eyes growing increasingly murderous.

After he left with his men, Su Qingyao, who was standing behind Zhao Yi, suddenly spoke softly:

You remind me of someone I used to know.

Zhao glanced to the side and raised an eyebrow:

"Who?"

"The Ghostly Scholar".

"Never heard of it."

"He was a figure from the Warring States period. He wasn't particularly powerful, but he was incredibly shrewd, especially in warfare. The rulers of the seven states both loved and hated him." (This Warring States period is from a parallel universe; please do not apply it directly to historical events.)

Zhao Yi shook his head and said:

"I can't plan everything perfectly, nor do I want to."

Su Qingyao's beautiful eyes sparkled:

Why?

Zhao Yi turned around:

"Because I like surprises."

"I'm a gambler."

"If I had to say, I'd say I'm a slightly smarter gambler."

"I often plan things out very clearly, but once I get involved, I also expect the unexpected to happen at any time."

"I like these surprises... even though sometimes they can be a tiny bit dangerous."

Su Qingyao pondered for a moment.

"Are you trying to muddy the waters?"

Zhao Yi:

"I need time."

"Right now, what I have most important, most precious, and most lacking... is time."

"With the hand I have now, there's no way I can beat the church."

"unless……"

Seeing Zhao Yi suddenly stop, Su Qingyao pressed for an answer:

"Unless what?"

Zhao Yi's vision was far-reaching:

"Unless a third party intervenes."

Su Qingyao seemed to understand but not quite:

"Will a third party help you deal with the church in the card game?"

Zhao Yi lightly dipped his fingertip in the wine and rubbed it between his fingers:

"No, he doesn't play cards."

"When he walked in, he would politely smile at the two card players... then overturn the game, pull out a gun from his pocket, point it at one of the card players' heads, and blow his head to bits!"

"And at that moment, if the other person had run fast enough, perhaps they wouldn't have died..."

"If he doesn't die, we've naturally won this game."

Su Qingyao suddenly realized:

"I understand."

"You're trying to stall for time until a third party gets involved!"

...

Police station.

The missionary stood on the high stone platform, waving his arms and loudly praising the great God.

He acted as if he had gone mad.

Many nearby residents also waved their arms and made strange noises.

Others chose to wait and see.

What shattered all of this was a gunshot.

Abrupt, bright.

It landed squarely between the missionary's eyebrows.

Blood splattered.

The missionary fell straight down, tumbling awkwardly off the boulder, his eyes wide open.

This bullet, of course, cannot kill it.

But that was enough to knock it off the boulder!

"Who is it?!"

It was furious, stood up, and roared.

The composure, nobility, and elegance that had been there before were gone.

All that remained was the ferocity of a wild beast!

Whether startled by the sudden change in the missionary or by the sound of gunfire, the surrounding residents quickly scattered, nervously watching their surroundings.

Soon, these people spotted hundreds of men approaching slowly from a distance, exuding a murderous aura.

Hundreds of ghosts.

They are equipped with sophisticated weapons.

Their eyes were filled with a chilling murderous intent.

Without the slightest pity, they swaggered over with an imposing air.

No one spoke.

That's why the atmosphere felt so heavy.

Heaviness brings pressure.

The missionary, his face flushed and veins bulging, angrily shouted at Cheng Kong, who was leading the group in the distance:

"You damned murderer!"

"A butcher covered in blood!"

"How dare they show up in broad daylight!"

"You will face the Lord's judgment!"

As soon as it finished speaking, an instructor rushed forward!

These instructors are quite powerful, stronger than most of the vengeful spirits in Guxuan Town.

However, compared to the elite guards under Zhao Yi's command, they were far inferior.

Just as one of the instructors reached for Cheng Kong's arm, one of Cheng Kong's assassins suddenly drew his knife!

Stab it!

Its attack revealed its terrifying strength!

Completely crushing everything in its path!

This instructor was cut in two!

A bloodline suddenly slashed open from the middle of his forehead, and his internal organs gushed out along with the blood.

Seeing this, another instructor who was about to approach Cheng Kong suddenly stopped and began to hesitate about whether he should continue to capture Cheng Kong.

It glanced at the hundreds of silent assassins behind Cheng Kong and felt a sudden chill.

No wonder it was afraid.

The aura of those assassins was terrifying.

"Residents of Valley Suspension Town, take a look!"

"This serial killer is truly outrageous!"

"Not only did it massacre your fellow citizens in the engineering bureau, but now it's openly killing in broad daylight, trampling on the law!"

"This is intolerable!"

"God calls upon everyone to take up their weapons and work together to purify this heinous demon!"

When the missionary saw that Cheng Kong was actually going to use force against them, he panicked for a moment.

There is indeed someone behind him.

The problem is, distant water can't quench a nearby fire!

Those important figures are still in the ruined city and can't get here at all!

They have clearly taken control of Cheng Kong by using public opinion and the influence of the church, so why does he still have so many followers... and these followers seem to be very well-trained!

Upon hearing the missionaries' call, some residents howled along, like a mad dog barking!

But they only howled a couple of times.

Not a single resident actually rushed forward fearlessly, risking their own lives, just to take a bite out of Cheng Kong.

Including Liang Tao from the police station.

Its complexion was even worse than the missionary's at that moment!

Because now, it's caught in a dilemma.

It was truly unexpected that Cheng Kong could suddenly produce so many... assassins!

And they weren't just any ordinary assassins!

These assassins... are definitely no weaker than the police force it currently controls!

If a real fight breaks out, their chances of winning are almost zero.

Liang Tao glanced at the missionary, hoping to get help from him.

But now, it discovers that the once arrogant missionary is now frantically winking at it!

It means, let it lead people to kill Cheng Kong!

Liang Tao's face grew increasingly grim...

Something's not right!

Shouldn't the Church be incredibly powerful?

The missionary's appearance is tantamount to saying... the church actually has no one?

Are the forces behind it... fabricated?

For a moment, it was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, and its heart was filled with turbulent emotions.

Liang Tao knew that even if he didn't make a move now, Cheng Kong wouldn't let him go.

It has no other choice!

So Liang Tao gritted his teeth and directly ordered his subordinates:

"You, go and arrest Cheng Kong, that deranged serial killer!"

The subordinates looked at each other, then at each other...

Nobody moved.

PS: I'll start with 7500 words, and I'll add the remaining 500 words in the next chapter tomorrow morning.

The sound of wind and rain last night made that melon rind very sleepy, haha, but I just wouldn't let it sleep.

You fucking deserve to be tortured at night for not working hard during the day!

Tomorrow I'll still open at 8000, ensuring quality and quantity. Please feel free to offer any opinions or suggestions, and I will consider and revise accordingly.

Thank you for reading!

If that bastard doesn't work hard tomorrow, I'll slide tackle him and knock the shit out of his mouth!

Good night!!