A Bullet
"Has Yang Jia found the core of the Rotten Kingdom?"
Outside the Rotten Kingdom, everyone looked up, staring blankly at Yang Jia displayed on the billboard. Even the image seemed to have a spirit of its own, cutting to a close-up that clearly showed the smile that Yang Jia inadvertently revealed on his lips.
A feeling of indescribable shock welled up inside me. "She actually found it so easily..."
"Damn it, now that's the case, I'm afraid none of us can stop her from inheriting the Old Chairman's contract, right?"
"Are we really prepared to follow such a young woman?"
"..."
Unimaginable thoughts surged in everyone's minds, and some ideas that they strongly resisted suddenly came to mind. If Yang Jia inherited the Old Chairman's contract, then the outsiders in Black Gate City would have no other way out but to hide in the embrace of the Black Forest Biological Laboratory, because Yang Jia would inevitably open the safe and take out the thing that the Old Chairman found...
Her actions could very well lead to the resurgence of Hell Organization.
No one wanted to face those lunatics again...
But what can we do now?
Many people even thought that if we were to be qualified villains, we shouldn't just be watching from the sidelines.
We must stop her, we must stop her by any means necessary.
Everyone understands the logic, but who should step in to stop her? And how should they stop her?
Even if Yang Jia fails in this mission to the Rotten Kingdom, she will only suffer the backlash from the city and be unexpectedly expelled from it. But with her strength and the identity of the Branders, there is no way she can be directly eliminated. The consequence of this is that this woman will definitely find a way to come back, and then the outsiders of Black Gate City will have to face her ruthless revenge!
Furthermore, from what angle can we stop her?
The simplest way is to sabotage those who helped her, especially the newcomer.
At worst, we can prepare to sacrifice a few pawns, send them to kill the newcomer, and then send them to the Black Forest to avoid trouble.
But another problem arose...
Can that newcomer really handle it?
That guy looks even Mingming than the Hell Organization...
Now, whenever they hear about a mission involving him, the new recruits all act defiantly, preferring to argue with their leader rather than go.
"Perhaps, we can only pray that Yang Jia isn't that strong, and that the king of the Rotten Kingdom isn't that weak..."
"..."
"..."
As this thought crossed their minds, they saw Yang Jia raise his gun as his expression relaxed.
Facing that deformed, bloated giant monster, she felt no panic or pressure whatsoever, not even a thought of saying another word. As she slowly raised the gun in her hand, the air in front of her began to distort slightly, and a semi-transparent door frame appeared before her. Then, her gaze met that of the flesh-and-blood monster through the door frame.
The twisted monster stared at Yang Jia, its trembling, fat face revealing a ferocious and ruthless expression.
"Damn madman..."
"This is my territory, everything here is mine..."
"I'll tear you to pieces, I'll capture you and make you mine..."
"..."
His form had become so bloated and grotesque that it was impossible to discern any human resemblance.
But there was also a kind of logical thinking similar to that of a human in the voice.
As he grew furious, the entire Rotten Kingdom began to shake and twist. The walking corpses and grotesque flesh connected by the blood vessels extending from his body began to roar to the sky, their faces contorted in rage, and they surged forward in a frenzy.
Boom...
The buildings on both sides that were still intact were shattered by the terrifying force, and writhing tentacles rose from the ground.
A stench swept through, and waves of blood surged like the sea.
Yang Jia felt the tangible pressure, as if she were facing a distorted world.
Then she narrowed her eyes slightly and pulled the trigger.
Without any delay or hesitation, faced with this distorted world, he simply pulled the trigger.
A bullet burst from the gun barrel.
In an instant, he passed through the semi-transparent door frame in front of Yang Jia.
The moment the bullet pierced the door frame, it suddenly gained a mysterious and terrifying power. The bullet's kinetic energy was already incredibly powerful, possessing the strength to tear apart any flesh. After passing through the door, this kinetic energy and terrifying destructive power were suddenly amplified tenfold, twentyfold, or even a hundredfold...
The spiral ripples created by the bullet as it cuts through the air are instantly and clearly visible.
It expands outward layer by layer, like a giant meat grinder.
And this meat grinder was even expanding with the forward impact of the bullets, its diameter covering the entire street.
Hiss...
The sounds of flesh being torn to shreds were incessant. The first to be torn apart were the humanoid puppets controlled by the flesh monsters. Their bodies were as fragile as a wisp of smoke, and they were instantly pulverized into pure blood mist.
Immediately following were the blood-red tentacles that shot up from the ground.
Despite the strange faces growing on their surfaces, and the terrifying, hair-raising barbs on them.
But in the instant the bullet's ripples passed, everything was cut apart, then shredded into a finely minced meat sauce.
Then came that obese, bloated monster of flesh.
It was still clutching its small pistol, ready to shoot Yang Jia, when it saw the bullet flying straight toward itself.
Fear seemed to be forming on his fat face.
But there was no chance; the moment the bullet appeared, that expression of fear was shattered into pieces.
Starting with his fat, clumsy fingers, then his heavy arms, then his massive, mountain-like body, then his fierce and violent face, his brain hiding countless bizarre human faces, then the terrifying, massive amount of painful substances surging within his body, and finally, even passing through it, directly destroying the building behind him that represented the very core of the entire Rotten Kingdom...
"Bang..."
Only one loud bang rang out, because all the sounds were compressed and intertwined together.
To everyone's eyes, all they saw was a huge cloud of blood mist suddenly explode, shooting up to a height of forty or fifty meters in the air.
Occasionally, one can see severed limbs flying out of the blood mist, or blank faces.
As the blood mist gradually dissipated, the terrifying fleshy monster was revealed to have vanished, along with the building behind it.
There was only a huge, bare pit, more than ten meters deep, standing there.
A few remnants of rotten, foul blood flowed slowly like earthworms.
"Thump..."
All the strangers watching the giant screen outside the Rotten Kingdom fell silent at this moment.
Only the beating of the heart, heavy as thunder.
The stronger the thoughts that were in my mind just now, the greater the shock I feel at this moment.
They even wondered if Yang Jia's strength wasn't as great as everyone thought, and if the king of the Rotten Kingdom, after so much fermentation, could actually survive in front of Yang Jia, and might even have a chance to release the mutation...
Now...
... Yeah, I was definitely overthinking it.
There was a long silence, and then the old man wearing a black top hat slowly took it off.
Pale hair and an unusually tired face.
He whispered to the crowd, "Perhaps we've all been overthinking things..."
"Since Yang Jia, this little girl, was chosen and raised by the Dante Organization, she must have something that we cannot match."
"We are powerless against the Hell Organization, powerless to resist, so we thought of fighting against her..."
"But in reality, it's still just a joke."
"Whether facing the Hell Organization or facing her, we have no room for resistance or choice..."
"..."
This seemed to represent an attitude, causing the silence of those around them to subtly reveal a deeper emotion.
Someone sighed softly and shook their head gently.
Some people simply rubbed their foreheads in resignation, as if preparing to accept some kind of fate.
Ling Ping of the Red Eyes Club awkwardly picked up his cane and rubbed it gently.
She thought to herself, "She said before that I hadn't reached the point where I needed her to force me..."
"... So those words weren't meant to humiliate me after all!"
"..."
However, amidst the turbulent silence, a trembling voice suddenly rang out:
"Wait, look..."
"..."
As he reminded them, everyone looked up in surprise and saw on the screen that Yang Jia seemed to be thinking about something when he suddenly opened his eyes.
His expression actually showed a hint of panic.
"No, if he is the core of the Rotten Kingdom, that would be a bit much..."
"... Too weak."
Having eliminated the flesh-and-blood monster, or rather, the Jin Biao Yang Jia, Yang Jia's expression changed instantly. He abruptly turned his head to look around, quickly analyzing in his mind. "If it were just an ordinary Class B threat, then the core of this Rotten Kingdom would only be at this level, which would be understandable. But this is not the case. The Rotten Kingdom has undergone such a long period of deterioration and accumulation, with Pain Substance accumulating day after day..."
"If it truly originated from here, there's no way I could kill it with a single blow..."
"... At least, it can block one or two hits."
"So..."
"..."
She quickly scanned her surroundings, a hint of worry and panic already appearing in her eyes.
"If I stay here now, there won't be any problems, right?"
Just as Yang Jia found the king of the Rotten Kingdom and attracted everyone's attention, Xiao Xiao, who had just dealt with the Rotten Leader, was watching all this with satisfaction, feeling that he had fulfilled his duties as a newcomer very well.
Then, just as he was about to find a clean place to squat down and rest for a while, he suddenly paused slightly.
Turning my head, I saw at the end of this blood-red world a girl wearing a white dress and barefoot.
He walked over with lifeless eyes.
She surprised Xiao Xiao: "In a world full of decay, how can there be someone who looks so clean?"
"You..."
He asked the question hesitantly, wanting to say hello.
But suddenly, at that very moment, a hoarse, shrill sound of music rang in my ears, creating an unusually tense atmosphere.
I'm writing now, the second chapter will be here soon.