My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

Fei Xin nodded blankly, and for a moment she didn't know the purpose of Noita's appearance.

After Leah walked away, Fei Xin suddenly came to Noita and complained, "Liya is trustworthy, but you scared her away."

"Since you care about her, you should keep her away from this vortex. If you don't get too involved with her, she still has a chance of survival. But if you let her into the room for a private conversation, her life or death will be uncertain." Noita said bluntly, "Fei Xin, you are going to rebel, so you shouldn't get involved too much."

Fei Xin was stunned. When did she think she was going to rebel?

She was just planning to kill some people, and she should wait until she became extraordinary to rebel. No, after she became extraordinary, it could not be called a rebellion, but a restoration of order!

Fei Xin felt a little headache after hearing what Noita said. She asked Noita, "The target has been confirmed to be Wen Jiade. What's the next step?"

Noita chuckled and said, "Wingard does more than just make the anti-aging cream. You should have thought about the raw materials used in the anti-aging cream. Since he was able to launch the Charming Color series, he must have a specialized trafficking industry under his control."

“That’s our goal.”

Chapter 297: Living is a waste of food

While Fei Xin was searching for Wingard's human trade industry under Noita's instructions, the handling of the Panqiu gang was also carried out simultaneously.

In the council room of the Lango Society, Panqiu's messenger issued an ultimatum to Moser.

"Mr. Moser, Mr. Panqiu knows you dislike violence, so when you ordered the community to be renovated, he instructed his subordinates to maintain order and avoid unnecessary trouble, making the Lango community civilized and beautiful. But you trampled on this good intention. You shouldn't have even banned the sale of dung leaves."

The messenger spoke in a rough tone, as if speaking the language of the mountains, but his choice of words and sentences had a unique civilized air, like a bamboo joint wrapped in rusty iron, elegant on the surface but actually harboring dangers.

"After you banned the trade in dung leaves, do you know how many poor people in the community had trouble sleeping during these long nights, tossing and turning and whimpering? They could have had a sweet dream, peacefully walking into an intoxicated and peaceful night."

"But now these are no longer a luxury. Listen to these wails, they are all curses against you."

"Don't you have any pangs of conscience?"

Mo Ze twirled his pen silently, looked coldly at the messenger who asked him to lift the ban on drowning leaves, and shook his head slowly.

"No, I even feel happy," he said. "Those who smoke dung leaves have it all their own way. I'm just pulling them back from their illusory paradise to reality. If you curse me for it, I'm happy with it."

The messenger's smile disappeared.

His tall body slowly stood up and glared at Moze.

The messenger's name was Wolf Bear, and he was one of the mountain people who migrated from the mountains to Serkar.

The blood from the mountains gave him a physique as strong as a brown bear. According to gossipers, Wolfbear once tore the enemy leader apart with his bare hands during a gang conflict. The horrific scene like hell made all witnesses' brains go blank.

The overwhelming wild momentum forced Moze.

No matter how well-dressed a ferocious creature like this from the mountains is, it is difficult to control its ferocity without control and discipline.

After Panqiu tamed it, he did not educate it with civilization. Instead, he used animal taming techniques to deal with it, making it obey his orders and be as docile as a sheep. However, when facing people other than Panqiu, it was always a ferocious wild bear.

Before the messenger could make any move, the crow statue landed lightly on the conference table, its scarlet eyes glancing coldly at the wolfbear.

The beast's instinct gave the wolf bear a shock, as if it were drenched in ice water from head to toe, and the rest of the words were stuck in its throat.

This crow is a bit evil.

The wolf bear had a premonition that if he acted rashly, something extremely tragic would happen.

Seeing the wolf-bear in a dilemma under the silent threat of the crow, Moze straightened his back and spoke more forcefully.

If the crows had not been watching nearby, he would not have dared to confront the messenger climbing the hill head-on.

Mo Ze said firmly, "You can tell Panqiu that Niye is no longer welcome in the Lango Society's territory. If he's dissatisfied, he can come talk to me in person. I'm always here to serve."

"Okay, okay. Moze, I hope you won't regret what you did today."

Wolf Bear was so angry at Moze's attitude that he was shaking, his eyes almost red, but under the death threat brought by the crow, he snorted coldly and walked away.

After he left, Crow said coldly, "Prepare for battle. When he returns with your answer, the Panqiu Society will seek revenge on the Lango Society for challenging their authority."

Mo Ze forced a smile, but it looked bleak no matter how you looked at it.

"Can the forces you sent withstand their attack?"

"Without a doubt."

Noita flew to the window and looked down at the densely packed streets before the wolf-bear started on his way back.

If she wanted, the personnel she asked for from Luo Xiweiya could launch a general attack on Panqiu now, catching them off guard and destroying them, but doing so would only scare Wingard and make him retreat into his shell and not dare to come out.

It takes a blunt knife to cut the meat, and the tactic of adding fuel to the fire is used to force Wingard to increase his investment, making him feel the pain, until all his cards are used.

The backstab from the Rango Society and the pursuit by the Jade Heart are two parallel lines, both of which are means to force Wingard to request additional assistance, but these two lines can be merged into one after adjustment, depending on how much pressure Wingard is under. If the pressure is not great, Noita can also get more investment from Luo Xiweiya to besiege Wingard.

If the pressure is too great, Noita is also prepared to pull the ice dragonfly to scare him.

Anyway, Wingard can't live comfortably.

Crows flapped their wings and glided, circling in the sky, like shadows cast over the Rango Club neighborhood, looking particularly ominous.

The bright sunshine made the high-altitude vision extremely good, and it was easy to catch a glimpse of the distant scenery. Noita patrolled the block and found the spy that Luo Xiweiya had mentioned. He was responsible for the security of the Rango Club in this area and was currently hiding on the second floor of a hotel to monitor the block.

A crow fell from the sky and landed on the spy's shoulder.

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

The spy identified the crow's identity and closed the window.

"What can I do for you?"

"How is the matter going? Are the original members of the Rango Society obedient to the discipline?"

After Kashan cleared out most of the original leaders, the team of spies and talents from another chamber of commerce filled the vacancies. After spending two days to stabilize the basic situation, they began to deal with the drowned leaf transactions in the community.

It is still ongoing.

They had just started to attack Niye when Panqiu's men rushed over and issued an ultimatum. The speed was so fast that many officials of Serkar could not catch up.

"We removed members who were smoking tobacco from the security team and established a reporting and reward and punishment mechanism. People are actively reporting, and the situation is good. There are only occasional disturbances."

"Do you need help? I can transfer another group of people to assist you."

“We currently have enough manpower.”

While the two were talking, there was a commotion on the street.

The crow glanced sideways and saw a crazy young man running on the street. His expression was distorted, his hands were waving, and one of his shoes was missing. Even though the debris on the road had cut his foot and the blood was imprinted on the road, he didn't feel the pain at all.

The spy saw at once that this was a pathetic lunatic who had taken too much tobacco.

Behind him, two young men were trying their best to catch up, but even though they were tired and panting, they could hardly catch up with the drug user.

The drowned leaves stimulated his nerves like a stimulant, making him not afraid of pain and physical damage.

He is the one running madly, and when the effect of Ni Ye wears off, he will be the one curled up on the ground wailing.

"I'm sorry, these young people have only been with us for a short time, so you've witnessed their incompetence."

The spy made a confession and instructed the men lying in ambush elsewhere to arrest the madman.

When the madman approached a corner, an agile adult rushed out, knocked him to the ground, hugged him tightly, and restricted his movements.

The two men who were chasing him relentlessly finally caught up with him, and together they controlled the madman and prepared to escort him to the confinement room.

Noita didn't care about the accidents during the pursuit.

It is not surprising what these leaf smokers do. The madness after smoking leaf smoke is beyond the imagination of normal people, so it is understandable that they cannot catch up for a while.

"It's okay. Regarding the shops of the leaf-drowning dealers, how many have you sealed off?"

"We've busted three underground shops, but the majority of the leaf-drying business is done by black market traders, making it difficult to identify and clearing up the problem. It will take a long time to clean up."

"Take it slow, gradually shrinking their living space. Oh, and Moser said that if the detention room is full, take out the people selling the leaf-draining drug and kill them. They're just making the rice money more expensive if they're alive. But remember, only sell the leaf-draining drug," Crow gave orders in Moser's name. "That's it. Spread this word, preferably throughout the community."

Chapter 298 Initial Confrontation

Langxiong brought Moze's reply to Panqiu, letting him know that Rango was determined to fight the underground gang to the end.

"You ignorant brat." The burly, bald man scoffed at Moze's choice and chuckled secretly. "You think you can defy us with the support of outside forces? Young man, you'll always need to learn a lesson before you know the pain."

The Rango Club was able to gain a foothold in the East City District. In addition to having a second-level leader, the support from the Wingard Chamber of Commerce was also very important.

The previous branch leader was well aware of this. He himself was inclined towards the Wingard Chamber of Commerce and cooperated very happily with the chamber of commerce. However, his current successor could not see the situation clearly. After receiving support from other chambers of commerce, he became arrogant and disobedient. He needed to be severely punished.

Panqiu planned to let Moze know that there are always people better than him and to tame him with violence.

He was ready, but before he could actually take action, he still needed to see Wingard.

Panqiu dismissed the outsiders and came into the secret room, opening the crystal stone to communicate with Wen Jiade.

Wen Jiade, who was chatting with Rena Hu, was stunned. He stood up to apologize, moved to an empty corner, and answered the call.

"Why are you looking for me?"

Panqiu gave a general account of the current situation of the Rango Club.

"...In short, Moze isn't as smart as Varro. He can't see the situation clearly. The leaf-clearing campaign he launched has severely damaged our business. Many previously docile factions have become restless after he led the rebellion. How should we punish him? Kill him? Or spare his life?"

"He's Rango's child, after all. A minor punishment will suffice," Wingard said gently. "Just cripple one of his hands. I'll send someone to explain the whole thing to Rango and get him treated. Moze isn't a concern; supporting his forces is the priority. Also, have you found the reason for the recent purge of Rango's top brass? Who was the murderer?"

"Pike said that this was Moze's fault because he lost control of his emotions. He hired the drow killer who has recently become famous in Serkalne to kill them all."

"How impulsive. Who is the supporting force?"

"One is a chamber of commerce affiliated with Baimu Trading, and the other is the private security team of a small dance hall."

"Shirataki Trading... Haha, they're just looking for revenge for the losses they suffered some time ago. Don't worry, just go ahead and I'll support you."

When Wingard suffered a heavy blow and rumors spread of his death, Baimu Trade joined forces with other chambers of commerce to attack the Wingard Chamber of Commerce, putting the chamber in a precarious position. However, after Wingard reappeared intact, stabilizing public sentiment and the situation, the Wingard Chamber of Commerce launched a frenzied counterattack, ruthlessly tearing a piece of flesh from Baimu Trade and causing huge losses to the trade.

After destroying the Baimu Trade industry, Wen Jiade did not swallow it up, but withdrew decisively, leaving the mess to the newcomers.

To this day, undercurrents are still surging in those places, and various forces are fighting for interests, which has caused headaches for the white wood trade.

After so much time has passed, Baimu Trading's counterattack has finally come.

After receiving instructions from Wingard, Panqiu took the order and issued a bounty order for the Rango Society.

On the other side, Wingard's messenger rushed out of the city and headed to the Lango area to explain the whole story to the leader of the Lango Society - this was to file a complaint to prevent Lango from being unreasonable and coming to cause trouble.

After the communication ended, Wingard returned to the banquet hosted by Lenahu and talked with him again.

During the day, the Rango Club is still peaceful. Except for the occasional pathetic lunatic who loses control of smoking marijuana, everything is normal.

But at night, a group of enemies sneaked into the community. They were well-trained and lay in ambush near the edge of the community, waiting for an opportunity to attack the patrol team of the Rango Society.

At night, the roads become extremely desolate. Because of the curfew, civilians have long been accustomed to staying at home after dark and not going out. This is to be responsible for their own life safety.

Several families lit oil lamps to deal with trivial matters that had not been completed during the day, but this little light could not illuminate the darkness outside.

The patrol team carried hurricane lanterns and patrolled the streets, focusing on dark alleys and other places to prevent thieves or illegal vendors from doing illegal activities under the cover of night.

Noita hid in the clouds, and with his sight sharper than that of a hawk, he easily caught the intruder waiting for an opportunity to attack.

As the patrol approached, the ambushers had already aimed their crossbows at the patrol members, with the crossbow arrows reflecting the dim moonlight ready to be fired.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will be a massacre.

But as the patrol team approached the ambush site, a series of subtle collisions and muffled groans touched the patrol team's nerves that were sensitive to the cold evening wind. Groups of five pointed the tips of their swords at the source of the sound, approached slowly, and were ready to call for support at any time.

The wind brought the smell of blood to the team members' nostrils, and the light revealed a figure. The person who came was a member of the spy team, and the patrol members all recognized him.

When they saw him, the team members were surprised: "Sir, why are you here so late at night?"

"Catch some rats."

He moved aside to allow the light to penetrate deeper.

The patrol members gasped. The ambushers who were hit in the vitals lay powerlessly on the ground, waiting for death. The equipment in their hands that could easily bring death fell to the ground, as cold as their bodies.

The hidden danger was eliminated in advance and an ambush was avoided.

The fighters of the spy team were now scattered in various corners of the community, clearing out the bedbugs attracted by the bounty.

This was the first night after the Rango Club and Panqiu fell out, and it was destined to be a sleepless night.

Noita monitored the entire situation and witnessed how each invader was quickly eliminated without even making a splash.

The spy controlled by Luo Xiweiya has efficient and secret killing methods, and his subordinates are no less capable.

For so long, the spy has been using the training methods learned from the Kingdom of Rongguan to cultivate confidants in case of emergency. If Panqiu saw this, he would definitely doubt the spy's origin.

　After all, which dance hall’s security guard would kill people so quickly, accurately and ruthlessly?

The long night ended in the pervasive smell of blood, and the light of dawn dispelled the bloodiness accumulated in the morning mist.