In the command center of the Demon Execution Division in the skyscraper next to the square of the Federation, Guo Chunfeng's entire face was almost embedded into the window as he stared at the square that was a mess and stained with blood in a daze.
Countless light beams were flashing behind him, showing the wounded and the chaotic scene. But Li Yao was nowhere to be found.
Lu Zui, director of the Secret Sword Bureau, walked through the light beams and handed him a cigarette that was filled with Heavenly Vanilla for the Cultivators to calm down and relieve their fatigue.
"Ah Feng, it's not your fault. Don't blame yourself."
Lu Zui sighed and said, "We all underestimated the formidability of the enemy. In the past, we have been focusing all our attention on Li Yao and neglected other aspects. Now that we think about it, Li Yao must've left traces on purpose to attract our firepower so that his accomplices would have an opportunity to take action!"
"I'm fine."
Guo Chunfeng's fingers that were holding the cigarette were shivering. He said in a hoarse voice, "Director, let me ask you something. When we were capturing Li Yao, several brothers and I were ambushed at the same time. Later, we found a few dead bodies on the high ground nearby. They should've been Li Yao's accomplices.
"However, while we were ambushed, Li Yao was ambushed in a very dangerous way, too. It was definitely the work of a super expert!
"It was his accomplices who ambushed us. Then, who was it that ambushed him?"
Lu Zui blew out a mouthful of smoke and replied frankly, "It was' Death Ray 'Ye Changkong."
Guo Chunfeng's pupils constricted violently!
'Death Ray' Ye Changkong was the chief tutor of firearms in the Union Army, the best expert of firearms in the Tian Yuan Realm, and a 'Gun Cultivator' in the Yuanying level!
Generally speaking, the high-level Cultivators in the Core Formation Stage and the Yuanying level would usually choose cold weapons such as sabers and swords as their first choice.
It was because their spiritual energy was too strong. With just a thought, Xiao Chen could shoot out swords, sabers, and metal fragments like bullets. There was no need to use firearms.
Even if they were to use firearms, it would at most be used as a secondary weapon like Li Yao's Six Barrel Rotary Cannon. While they played a supporting role, the real deciding factor was still the saber and sword.
However, there were a small number of gun fanatics who had inherited the ancient Cultivators' secret of using "sword pills" and insisted on focusing on firearms. Martial ∞ ∈ ∞ ∈ ∞ ∈ ∞ ∈ ∞ ∈ m. Weapons. Weapons. Weapons.
'Death Ray' Ye Changkong was one of the best among them. The saying, 'All the techniques in the world are broken by speed' had been fully demonstrated by him!
The entire Tian Yuan Realm. None of the Yuanying dared to guarantee that they would be able to escape from Death Ray's gun!
"So, there's a second team that hunts vultures other than my Demon Execution Division?"
Guo Chunfeng narrowed his eyes and gnashed his teeth. "Why?"
"Because I don't trust you."
Lu Zui was still as frank and sincere as a newborn baby. "You are very likely to be Abyss!"
Guo Chunfeng was dazed. "Abyss … What's that?"
"The Children of the Nether World are classified into different levels," Lu Zui said. What I told you before was only the low-level Children of the Nether World. The highest level is the most secret one, which is named Abyss.
"I'll grant you access to a higher level later so that you can learn the information about Abyss. After you read it, you will know how qualified you are to be Abyss."
Guo Chunfeng pondered for a moment. "Director, are you saying that you suspect that there's a mole in the Demon Execution Division? Is that why you arranged for another hunting team led by 'Death Ray' Ye Changkong? "
"Not a suspicion, but a certainty."
Lu Zui stared at Guo Chunfeng in the eyes, as if he were piercing into his subordinate's soul. "More than one Child of the Nether World must've infiltrated the Secret Sword Bureau. As for whether or not Abyss is Abyss, we don't know who he is yet.
"All we know is that neither the Children of the Nether World nor Abyss should be more than a hundred years old.
"Therefore, I don't trust or suspect anybody right now. I can only trust those who are more than a hundred years old.
"The hunting team led by 'Death Ray' Ye Changkong is made of seasoned Cultivators more than a hundred years old. They are the only ones who can't be the Children of the Nether World or Abyss. They are absolutely trustworthy."
Guo Chunfeng was silent for a long time. Then he smiled bitterly. "Got it. I'm willing to be suspended for investigation to clear my suspicion."
"That will be unnecessary. You have proved your loyalty with your actions."
Lu Zui said, "But there are so many Secret Sword Agents in the Demon Execution Division. Can you guarantee the loyalty of every one of your subordinates?"
Guo Chunfeng was lost for words.
Lu Zui finished a cigarette in silence. Looking at the feeble flame on the butt, he asked, "Do you feel wronged, angry, and even disgusted by me?"
Guo Chunfeng stared at his cigarette, too. "No."
Lu Zui smiled miserably. "So be it. Sometimes, when I wash my face in the morning, I feel like throwing up when I look at the disgusting old man with a hooked nose in the mirror.
"However, this is what we do for a living. We have to suspect everybody, even those who are most trusted and closest to us, even those who have just made great contributions to the Federation!
"This is an incomparably dark and dirty job. Perhaps even the prostitutes on the streets are cleaner than us."
"However, somebody has to do such … dark and dirty jobs so that more people can live in a bright and clean world, right?"
Taking a deep breath, Guo Chunfeng said, "I understand, director. If I were in your position, after learning the existence of the Children of the Nether World and Abyss, I would've suspected the young people in every important post, too, and I would've sent a hunting team that was more reliable and clandestine."
"It's good that you understand."
Lu Zui patted his subordinate's shoulder heavily, his hand deeply piercing into Guo Chunfeng's flesh. Looking at his subordinate's bloodshot eyes, he said sincerely, "Right now, I can't promise you anything except one thing.
"I, Lu Zui, director of the Secret Sword Bureau, am a real patriot. Everything I do is to slay the evils and defend the Federation!
"Together with countless real patriots, I will burn my life and sacrifice everything to fight until the last moment. I will not allow any evil to tarnish our sacred motherland. Almighty Federation! "
Guo Chunfeng was greatly moved.
Under Lu Zui's extremely sharp gaze, the last barrier in the bottom of her eyes was almost shattered.
Right then, his portable crystal processor buzzed miserably.
Glancing at it, Guo Chunfeng's face changed greatly. "My daughter is being resuscitated!"
…
In the Fifth People's Hospital of the capital city …
Because of the explosion, all the hospitals in the city and even the community clinics were overcrowded.
The other wards were all packed to the brim. Even the corridors were full of screaming patients who were soaked in blood.
Some of the patients were still bleeding, and some of the patients lost their voices while they were screaming. It was a gory scene.
A sloppy middle-aged man with greasy hair, who seemed to have not bathed or slept for ten days, struggled to squeeze into the crowd. Dirty water was flowing out of his loose cheeks. There was no telling whether it was sweat or tears.
He staggered to the third floor and crawled to the resuscitation room. He searched everywhere, only to find no one. He almost collapsed to the ground.
"Old Guo."
Yao Li called her husband from behind.
Guo Chunfeng's body suddenly shook. Like a rusty machine, he struggled to turn around, only to discover that his wife was standing at the edge of the corridor, as light as a ghost.
"He is fine," Yao Li said softly. "She is under observation in the ICU."
After what had happened to her daughter, she did not even have the strength to argue with Guo Chunfeng.
"How did this happen?"
Guo Chunfeng's voice did not sound like his own at all. "Should we send her to the hospital in our bureau?"
"No need. He was in the memorial ceremony with her classmates. But they were caught in an explosion. According to her classmates, they were not hurt by the explosion and were about to run out. But when she saw an old lady under the crowd, she turned around to save her. In the end, she was involved in the explosion, too. She protected the old lady, but she … was stomped on. "
Holding back her shivering, Yao Li said, "When she was sent here, she was not in good condition. Her heart was beating … All in all, she has recovered now. "
"Where is she? Take me to her now!"
Inside the ICU, Guo Chunfeng leaned against the transparent glass of the medical cabin and looked at his daughter who was floating quietly in the bright green drugs.
Every wound on his daughter's body made his eyelids twitch violently.
As if there was telepathy between the father and the daughter, Guo He, who had been asleep a moment ago, opened her eyes. When she saw her father, her eyes suddenly shone. She grimaced and extended her hand.
On the other side of the glass, the father and the daughter held each other's hands.
Guo Chunfeng finally could not hold back his tears any longer. They flowed on his pale face, and unprecedented sharpness took shape in his eyes that were almost pure black!
"Come out for a moment. I have something for you."
He kissed his daughter's forehead softly on the other side of the glass and left the ward with his wife.
In the crowded corridor, Guo Chunfeng handed a jade chip to his wife. "The divorce agreement, both the spiritual version and the paper version, is inside. I will leave the marriage with nothing and leave everything to you and our daughter. I've signed the agreement, stamped my fingerprint, and left a soul mark on it. You just need to sign it and find a law firm to confirm it, and it will come into effect."
"Old Guo!"
Yao Li looked at her husband in surprise. She was at a loss. She asked in a low voice, "Did you not return home for months have something to do with what happened today? If so, I can understand it. "
Guo Chunfeng smiled bitterly. "You know that I can't."
Yao Li stared at her husband and touched the new wrinkles on his forehead. "Old Guo, you are keeping something from me."
Guo Chunfeng's pupils constricted. "Of course, I keep a lot of things from my wife."
"Something is not right!"
Yao Li scanned the brilliance inside his eyes carefully. "This is different. It is different from the things that you have kept from me before. Something is wrong with you. Very wrong!"
Guo Chunfeng was silent.
Yao Li clutched Guo Chunfeng's hands hard and gnashed her teeth. "I haven't signed the agreement yet. We are not divorced yet. I am still your wife. I am still … the wife of a hero! Old Guo, what's wrong with you? What happened? Tell me, and we'll deal with it together! "
Guo Chunfeng took a deep breath. All the brilliance deep inside his eyes was gone, replaced by two bottomless swirls. He shook his wife's hands away and shook his head hard. "I'm fine. Even if I'm not, it has nothing to do with you. Go and settle the divorce procedures now. The sooner, the better. It will be best if you can do it tomorrow morning!"
Looking at his daughter in the medical cabin through the gap of the door, Guo Chunfeng turned around and left.
"Old Guo, what's the meaning of this? Where are you going?" Yao Li was almost crying.
His wife's cries did not stop Guo Chunfeng or make the most dreadful demon hunter in the Tian Yuan Realm shed another tear.
"I'm going to fulfill my responsibility as a father and a husband."
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