Chen Che stroked An Nishang's snow-white cheek and said, "I'm a vengeful person. If I dare to take revenge on you, let alone that bastard Zhou Shaoyang..."

Chen Che's method of revenge was something An Nishang knew all too well. Her red lips couldn't help but curl into a slight arc as she said, "Go on."

"From the moment Zhou Shaoyang was captured, it was all part of my plan.

The information about Zhou Shaoyang was leaked by me, and the information about my connection to the Apocalypse Society was also leaked by me.

That guy Luo Qingtian is practically a paranoid maniac.

If he targets me, he won't rest until he's taken a piece of my flesh.

For someone like that, it's better to use someone else's knife to stab him twice than to use my own."

Chen Che rested his chin on An Nishang's shoulder, inhaling the unique fragrance carried in her hair, while his hand gently stroked her flat, tender abdomen, and continued:

"Zhou Shaoyang is an unstable individual. I wanted to get rid of him a long time ago, but the consequences of doing so are a bit complicated. This guy's father is a Judging Priest.

If we killed Zhou Shaoyang, the Judging Priest would come to the Ninth Special Zone and bring us a lot of unnecessary trouble.

However, this time, I happened to get a chance to kill two birds with one stone.

I intentionally leaked everything, and as expected, Luo Qingtian, intent on my death, came knocking and captured Zhou Shaoyang.

Unsurprisingly, under the information I intentionally leaked, Zhou Shaoyang was interrogated, and not lightly at that.

This was all to make Zhou Shaoyang solidly identify me as a member of the Apocalypse Society.

Zhou Shaoyang isn't a fool; he knows that besides me, there's no one who can save him, so when facing Luo Qingtian's torture, he would stubbornly refuse to talk.

I knew there was a supposed Fake Death Pill within the Apocalypse Society, so I went to find another Yellow-robed Priest, Arabic, in advance.

I explained the reason to Arabic, obtained the Fake Death Pill from him, and sent someone into the dungeon to give it to Zhou Shaoyang.

To Zhou Shaoyang, this was his last lifeline, and he would surely grab it without regard for anything else.

But in reality... it was just an ordinary pill, not the so-called Fake Death Pill."

An Nishang's crimson eyes flashed as she turned around to face Chen Che, her fingers tracing across his muscular chest, a long leg seductively draped over his waist, as she looked at him with interest and asked, "And then?"

Chen Che reached back to grab An Nishang's fair foot, playing with it in his palm as he said, "Then? Then I personally killed Zhou Shaoyang.

I stabbed his heart with that sharp knife; he thought he would enter a fake death state after taking the pill, but in reality, his life was already counting down at that moment.

Afterwards, I sent people to sneak into the dungeon and severed Zhou Shaoyang's head, sewing it back up simply.

I then leaked information to Luo Qingtian, telling him I planned to use a fake death method to save Zhou Shaoyang.

Luo Qingtian couldn't sit still, not at all.

As expected, Luo Qingtian played along and had people lying in ambush along the transportation route of the corpse, ready to clash with the Apocalypse Society, both sides fighting to the death.

This was exactly what I wanted to see.

Fight, the more intense the better, the more intense the better.

I intentionally had the Security Brigade intercept Luo Qingtian's support forces, just to increase both sides' losses.

Afterwards, I let the Security Brigade allow Luo Qingtian's support team through, worrying that Luo Qingtian might die at the hands of the Apocalypse Society.

If Luo Qingtian really died accidentally at the hands of the Apocalypse Society, the assembly would definitely dump all the blame on you and me, not only getting rid of me but also framing you to weaken your power.

I won't be foolish enough to let the assembly behind the scenes gain such an easy advantage.

Under my arrangement, just when both sides had fought to a standstill, I had someone let Luo Qingtian's people through... with the combat quality of Luo Qingtian's side, they easily... very easily, achieved a victory...

Having suffered such a big loss, Luo Qingtian hadn't accomplished his goal, so the first thing this guy did... was head unhesitatingly to the corpse vehicle to find Zhou Shaoyang's body.

He thought Zhou Shaoyang was in a fake death state, and as long as he found Zhou Shaoyang and dragged him in front of everyone, showing everyone that Zhou Shaoyang was alive and well.

In this way, it would definitively prove my collusion with the Apocalypse Society.

But in reality, all he found was a corpse.

Just as I had anticipated, he held up Zhou Shaoyang's severed head.

Nishang... do you know what kind of trouble this guy will face next?"

An Nishang opened her mouth, biting his chest, leaving a bite mark, her red lips brushing against his skin, allowing Chen Che to feel the warm sensation.

Chen Che couldn't help but lift her snowy chin, capturing those fervent red lips as they embraced each other, feeling each other's body heat, their skin intermingling.

An Nishang released his layered lips after a moment, asking, "How was it?"

"After everything ended today, the first thing I did was visit the headquarters of Tianqi and met Anubis..."

…

Time returns to a few hours ago.

Chen Che arrived once more at the Peruvian Slums and met Arabic.

One could visibly see the Yellow-robed Priest's face looking extremely grim, his whole body in a fit of rage.

Upon learning that Chen Che had come, Arabic immediately exited the room to meet him, and the moment he saw Chen Che, he grabbed his collar with both hands, loudly demanding, "What happened? Why were there people ambushing there?!"

Chen Che impatiently pushed Arabic away, lit a cigarette, and took a deep, agitated drag, cursing angrily, "How the hell would I know? It's definitely your information leaking, that bastard Luo Qingtian ambushed there ahead of time, he surely knew about our plan!

Who could have guessed you guys are so useless. I delayed them for you for so long, you know that?

I risked exposing myself, forcefully ordered the security battalion to block Luo Qingtian's backup troops, who knew you couldn't take him down for so long, nearly landing me in danger!"

Upon hearing this, Arabic's cheeks twitched; Arabic knew indeed Chen Che helped them delay for a long time, but Luo Qingtian's troops had too strong firepower, so far they hadn't taken them down.

Arabic exhaled and said, "You were nearby, you must have seen the strength of Luo Qingtian's combat troops! Is it so easy to take them down? They even have heavy firepower!"

"What does that have to do with me? I only know I went all out, risking exposure to create an opportunity for you, but you couldn't seize it!

I've already done my damn best!

The security battalion almost clashed with Luo Qingtian's backup troops!

If, in such circumstances, I continued to block the security battalion, it would clearly show I'm in cahoots with your Apocalypse Society, not only Zhou Shaoyang would die, I would too!"

Arabic obviously knew Chen Che indeed did his utmost.

Yet in that moment, upon hearing Chen Che's words, Arabic suddenly thought of something, his face became slightly terrified.

Grabbing Chen Che's shoulders, he asked with wide eyes, "What did you say? Zhou Shaoyang's dead?!"

Chen Che let out a long puff and said, "What do you think?"

Chen Che threw down a photo in front of Arabic.

When Arabic picked up the photo, his body trembled, his expression twisted.

The photo was of Zhou Shaoyang.

It showed Luo Qingtian holding Zhou Shaoyang's head in his hand on a transport vehicle.

Chen Che gritted his teeth and said, "That bastard Luo Qingtian, terrified of further complications, sensed I surrounded him with the security battalion after you left, this bastard immediately chopped off Zhou Shaoyang's head!"

"He's dead, he's dead?!" Arabic shrieked.

"His damn head was chopped off, you think he could not be dead?!"

Arabic's expression twisted extremely, his whole face seemed to collapse in an instant.

The whole man fell into emotional breakdown.

Zhou Shaoyang was dead, Zhou Shaoyang was dead…

Chen Che let out a long breath and said, "Damn it, Luo Qingtian is a madman, just a damn madman!

Think about how to clean up this mess!"

"Clean up? Clean up what! The man's already dead! Let me tell you, Zhou Shaoyang's father is a Judging Priest, Zhou Shaoyang is his only son, and it won't be long before this Priest comes to the Ninth Special Zone to avenge his son!"

"This Judging Priest's methods… damnit! Damn it! You've got to figure something out, you must!"

Seeing Arabic already somewhat incoherent, Chen Che exhaled and slapped Arabic across the face, cursing, "Calm down, damn it!"

Arabic, given a hard slap, only calmed down, gritting his teeth and saying, "You figure it out!"

"What am I figuring out?"

"If you can't figure something out, let me tell you, when the Judging Priest arrives at the Ninth Special Zone, the first thing he'll do is make an example out of you, after all, Zhou Shaoyang's death is not unrelated to you!"

"Heh, if he really does that, then I'll just have to fight to the death! I've done everything I could, I've done plenty already."

"The only way now is before the Judging Priest arrives, displaying our appropriate stance, mobilizing all Apocalypse Society's connections and forces in the Ninth Special Zone, and retaliating against Luo Qingtian!

Even figure a way to take down Luo Qingtian before the Judging Priest arrives.

I think… this is the only solution I can think of."

Hearing Chen Che's words, Arabic let out a deep breath, his eyes dazed.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Damn Luo Qingtian, damn the secret agency.

Our Apocalypse Society and him are irreconcilable!"

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