Everything Is Predestined

Buying a person's life and clues on the black market isn't something ordinary people can afford. Although the siblings' income wasn't low, they hadn't been in the business for long, and their savings were dwindling.

With only revenge in her eyes, Shen Bixin sold most of her belongings and quickly returned to her job.

She hated this company, but she had no other choice.

To ensure each team could operate normally, the company quickly added another A Team Member. Clearly, her brother's death hadn't affected the company's normal operations.

Shen Bixin also gained a new understanding of those team designations.

Convenience of communication was a lie; ease of replacement was the truth. To the company and her teammates, it was as if nothing had happened.

Watching the newly arrived A Team Member, as full of enthusiasm as her brother had been, Shen Bixin realized that she, her brother, and most people in this city were just tools that could be replaced at any time.

The so-called life of one's own choosing felt more like self-comfort or a hypnotically suggested narrative.

Everything returned to normal until midnight two weeks later, when a Platinum-level client's distress signal sounded again.

The team set out again. This time, their destination was a gang den at the intersection of Xin Dong Street and West Prosperity Street. They didn't know if the client had been kidnapped there or what.

Because of the special circumstances, the rescue helicopter took off as usual, with a backup armed helicopter following.

They originally thought the client had been kidnapped, and the rescue team prepared to sneak in for a secret rescue. But to their surprise, when they arrived, intense fighting sounds like fireworks were erupting inside the building.

Forced to act, the team had to land the helicopter on the roof again, and the rescue team went down to bring the person up.

This building was much shorter than the previous one. Seeing such a familiar scene, Shen Bixin became cautious, inching her way down the stairs, searching according to the locator activated by the client.

The sounds of gunfire and explosions grew closer.

After descending two floors, passing through dark corridors and abandoned rooms along the way, they finally arrived at the client's confirmed location. Pushing open the door, they found a thin figure wearing a worn police helmet, his face obscured, and wearing a bulletproof vest, leaning against the corner, blood streaming from his arm.

After looking at the rescue activator implanted in the client's cybernetic body, the team members prepared to take him away. Shen Bixin applied a hemostatic backup skin to him and gave him a shot of stimulant.

Bang, bang, bang—

Before they could leave the room, unsettling gunfire erupted outside, and E fell to the ground in response.

"Found them! They're here! It's the Security Mobile Unit! Take them out!"

Then came a barrage of gunfire. Clearly, the gang here hadn't strictly enforced the gun ban.

The team members weren't encountering this situation for the first time. A threw two high-explosive grenades outside, and B quickly set up a portable defensive shield, covering the client's retreat towards the roof.

Before Shen Bixin could consider whether to save E, several more bullets struck him, and the gang members rushed up.

The team members had no choice but to retreat quickly. But as soon as they retreated to the stairwell corner, the thugs on this side also rushed up the stairs. The ones in front were even Qi Practitioners.

Shen Bixin didn't remember how they broke through the encirclement, only that it was the most terrifying Asura Arena she had ever experienced.

"Get the client up first!"

Shen Bixin, closest to the client, couldn't worry about so much. She supported the client and ran towards the roof.

The three behind her retreated while covering their escape. Loud explosions came from behind. Shen Bixin gritted her teeth and brought the weak client to the roof.

But when they got to the top, they found that maniacs who had climbed directly to the roof from the outside were shooting at the helicopter, which had already taken off to get out of the line of fire for safety.

Noticing that the target had been brought up, the maniacs who had climbed to the roof in advance turned to shoot at them.

Just as Shen Bixin was about to take the client back to avoid the attack, the client she was supporting broke free and punched the ground, sending out several bolts of azure lightning like a rain of swords from the ground, knocking down all the maniacs standing on the edge of the roof.

After exerting all his strength to deliver that punch, the client fell weakly to the ground, showing that he had used almost all his energy in that move.

This guy is a Qi Practitioner?

It was rare that the client could help. The explosions from the stairs continued to approach. Shen Bixin helped the client to the corner, located and called the pilot to return, and deployed remote-controlled nerve disruptors on the roof, ready to greet the maniacs coming out of the roof with her gun.

Bang, bang, bang, bang—

Before long, several people ran out of the roof, all of whom were shot down by Shen Bixin.

Their arrival also meant that the other three teammates covering their retreat were likely dead. Perhaps because of her brother's death and the anger she had nowhere to vent, Shen Bixin used almost all the weapons she had on her this time.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen corpses of maniacs had piled up at the entrance to the roof.

To survive and avenge her brother, Shen Bixin had even thought about abandoning the client and running away, but the client's punch that had saved her earlier made Shen Bixin sincerely want to save him.

At this moment, Shen Bixin seemed to understand some of what her brother had felt in the past.

Ka-thump—

Hearing the magazine empty, Shen Bixin drew her pistol again, aiming at the entrance, but before she could fire, she slumped to the ground, giggling foolishly.

The client, lying on the ground, gasped for breath and asked, "We can't escape, what are you laughing at?"

"We held on, the rescue is here."

As soon as she finished speaking, a huge roar came from behind the building, and an armed helicopter carrying a large number of weapons landed fearlessly on the roof.

Seeing the client in the corner and discovering a large number of fanatics running upwards, the autocannon frantically strafed the direction of the stairs.

This was not power that ordinary Qi Practitioners could withstand; in an instant, half of the roof was blasted through.

Another squad also disembarked from the aircraft. Shen Bixin, relieved, began to check the client's injuries again.

She discovered that the client's prosthetic body and even internal organs seemed to have been recently replaced, and there were also fractures on the body, indicating that he had suffered serious injuries recently.

"Hehehe, so this is Platinum-level service. I knew you could do it."

Because he was wearing a helmet, the client's voice was muffled, but Shen Bixin still found it somewhat familiar.

She reached out and took off the client's helmet, wanting to do a further examination.

But to Shen Bixin's surprise, she saw a face she had been searching for for many days.

Six neural interfaces on the top of his head were arranged like scars of ordination, and there was a new diagonal scar on his nose.

Tie Kuang Seng! Although his figure and form may have changed due to the replacement of prosthetics and surgery, Shen Bixin would never forget this face, even in death.

Without paying attention to Shen Bixin, who was stunned in place, the small team that had come down quickly placed the client on a stretcher.

Shen Bixin's mind was filled with scenes of her dead younger brother and her recently deceased teammates. With only one thought in her mind, she stood up, raised her gun, and shouted, "Tie Kuang Seng?"

Tie Kuang Seng on the stretcher simply turned his head in confusion.

Bang bang bang—

Several bullets had already accurately hit his head, and blood mixed with brain matter splattered everywhere on the stretcher.

Bang bang bang—

At the same time, the second squad, startled, didn't understand what was happening, but the conditioned reflex to protect the client made them quickly raise their guns and unhesitatingly open fire on C Team Member Shen Bixin, who might have been disguised as a fanatic.

The affairs of the world are as short as a spring dream, and human relationships are as thin as autumn clouds. There is no need to worry about hard work, for everything is predestined.