This Night Was Finally Over

"The night is finally over..."

When the gunshot rang out in front of the Red Eyes Club, Yang Jia seemed to sense something as well.

Standing atop a tall building, she turned slightly and saw the faint light of dawn appearing in the east of the city. From her vantage point at the highest point in the city, she could almost see the city itself, glimpse the distant horizon, and witness a bright red sun slowly rising above the horizon, its rays bathing the city in its light.

Yang Jia had absolutely no interest in the breathtaking scenery that always evoked a sense of awe.

After all, it's all fake.

So, after letting out a soft sigh, she slowly extended her palm. A distorted glimmer of light flew back quickly from the location of the Red Eyes Club, leaped on her fingertips, and then slowly disappeared into her palm.

After doing all this, she seemed somewhat happy as she slowly took off her black gloves.

On the rooftop of another building opposite her, a person draped in a black cloak slowly narrowed their eyes.

By this time, the sunlight had already illuminated the building where Yang Jia was, but the spot where he stood was still shrouded in darkness.

The fight between the two is still undecided.

Even before he and Yang Jia had truly tested each other with their full strength, Yang Jia had already taken off her gloves.

This seemed to indicate that she had lost interest in the fight.

Or perhaps she had no interest in me to begin with, and by putting on the gloves, she wasn't actually trying to kill me.

"You're just letting me go like that?"

The person in the black cloak seemed to find something strange and couldn't help but stare intently at Yang Jia, whispering:

"I thought that since you discovered my existence, you would kill me at all costs. But I never expected that I am less important to you than someone from the Silver Bullet Family? Do you think your mother would let me go so easily?"

"..."

"Didn't you say that yourself?"

Yang Jia smiled and said, "I'm not even considered a member of Black Gate City, so why should I fight you to the death?"

"As for the mother body..."

"..."

She smiled and shook her head, saying, "Don't try to understand us, just as I've long since given up on trying to persuade you..."

"You..."

The person in the black cloak remained silent for a long time before whispering, "I want to know, what am I in your eyes?"

He said it in a strange tone.

In theory, he had no right to ask Yang Jia such a question, and Yang Jia had no obligation to answer his questions.

However, looking at the black-cloaked figure who still stubbornly stood on the rooftop, refusing the sunlight to illuminate his part, Yang Jia remained silent for a moment before softly saying, "Indigenous people, mutants, Anomalies..." She uttered several words in one breath, then paused slightly, pondered for a long time, and continued, "... or, a puppet that has come to life?"

"Call..."

The man in the black cloak, or rather, the Shepherds, seemed to have memorized every word she uttered.

"I will not admit it."

After a long pause, he looked at Yang Jia and said in a low voice, "I will still take our city back from the Mother."

Yang Jia suddenly burst into laughter, her smile unusually bright, "That's Black Gate City's business, not mine."

As the Shepherds silently disappeared from the rooftop, the sunlight finally illuminated the city. Yang Jia stood atop the high building, looking down at the city below, which had already awakened from its slumber. Countless puppets who had been standing obliviously on the streets were suddenly awakened. Some of their eyes were confused, some were surprised, and some were panicked, but after a while, they all returned to normal.

However, some who were heading home turned around and started their return journey.

Because it was already daylight, the route had been changed, and it was time for me to go to work.

Some of those who were killed or even torn to pieces in the fight against the abnormal people are now slowly wriggling on the ground, their flesh and blood coagulating and gradually growing into a new person, even wearing clothes and carrying their own tool bag.

They greeted each other with smiles, seemingly oblivious to the flesh and blood around them that were slowly healing.

The moment the sunlight streamed in, the city instantly washed away the strong smell of blood from the previous night.

Perhaps there is still some bloodshed, some repression and sorrow, but it is only the bloodshed of strangers in a foreign land.

"Is it all done...?"

Xiao Xiao shot and killed Silver Bullet Luo Shen with one shot, then casually twirled the gun in his hand and put it into his pocket.

Looking at the time, it was almost dawn; I should go back to sleep.

As he confirmed that the crisis had passed, the three Thorn Hound and the Butcher bathed in terrifying darkness also slowly disappeared with the shifting shadows of the city until they vanished completely. The emptiness left a vague feeling that they had never been there in the first place, and that the shadows he had just seen were merely an illusion...

With a sigh, Xiao Xiao shook his head and looked at the others, only to see a sea of terrified faces.

Red Eyes Ling Ping, Old Zhou Under the Bridge, the Serpent Sisters, and several others were not far away, still bearing terrible injuries. Their expressions were solemn and even terrified. When they noticed Xiao Xiao's gaze coming their way, they quickly looked away, their bodies trembling.

"Hello..."

Xiao Xiao suddenly called out to them.

In that instant, the Knight Pact simultaneously became alert and kept a close watch on him.

But Xiao Xiao just smiled and kindly reminded them, "Aren't you going in to check?"

"I heard groans, maybe there are still survivors..."

"..."

"This..."

The group then realized what was happening and their gazes simultaneously turned to the Red Eyes Club, a sea of corpses almost completely submerged in blood.

They were indeed anxious, but seeing Xiao Xiao not far away, no one made a move.

"In addition..."

Xiao Xiao then slowly said, "Your other strongholds were also wiped out by Silver Bullet last night."

"I helped you save a few people, but the casualties were still very high."

"..."

"Th... thank you?"

Hearing Xiao Xiao's words, the group exchanged glances, and one of them tentatively uttered a sentence.

"Don't thank me..."

Xiao Xiao shook his head and said, "Thanks, but I'll just have to keep quiet..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment before someone reacted. The Serpent Sisters gave Xiao Xiao a deep look and said:

"I won't let you help me for nothing. What kind of reward do you want?"

"..."

"No rush..."

Xiao Xiao said, "We can sit down and discuss this later. Right now, saving lives is the priority for you."

Because these people were very sensible, his mood immediately improved.

However, after giving them such an elegant performance and holding on until now, he was indeed starting to feel the strain.

Although the wounds have almost begun to heal thanks to the Violence Factor, the excessive blood loss and the high-intensity continuous use of the Mind Burst ability have left him feeling like an empty sack, ready to collapse at the slightest breeze.

The feeling of having my mental energy completely drained is truly awful...

In this situation, the only priority is to let them save lives.

She let out a barely perceptible breath, turned to look at Little Four, and looked at him with pleading eyes.

Little Four immediately became wary, took a step back, and forced a smile:

"Brother Xiao..."

"..."

Xiao Xiao wanted to say something to him, but seeing his thin and weak body, he gave up and turned to look at Ruan Ruan.

"Give me a hand."

He said in a low voice, "I can't hold on much longer, my legs are weak even when I walk."

"Ah..."

Ruan Ruan was clearly surprised. She circled around Xiao Xiao and lowered her voice, asking, "Where's the performance?"

You just took down the leader of the Silver Bullet Family with a single shot, and it seemed so easy. After killing him, you even made a gesture of blowing on the muzzle of a gun, and then immediately didn't forget to blackmail Red Eyes Ling Ping and the others... After doing all that, you suddenly said that your legs were weak and you couldn't walk anymore. Was you trying to tell those people that you actually had limited strength... hiding your true power?

"..."

This isn't a performance now; the performance just now was.

Xiao Xiao didn't know how to explain for a moment; he was really on the verge of losing his balance.

Ruan Ruan also came closer. Regardless of whether Xiao Xiao was faking it or not, he was still one of their own and they should cooperate. However, she tried it and found that just by supporting Xiao Xiao, his legs were so weak that he could hardly move. If she carried him on her back, Xiao Xiao's legs dangled to the ground.

So she pursed her lips, bent down, and picked Xiao Xiao up.

"Where to go first?"

"..."

Xiao Xiao: "?"

This position feels so embarrassing...

"Let's go back to my bar first!"

Xiao Xiao could only speak in a low voice as Ruan Ruan carried him forward. But after a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to remind Little Four: "Don't come over here yet. Help them out here... and pick up any unclaimed items while you're at it."

Little Four was taken aback for a moment before suddenly realizing, "Okay, Brother Xiao, I'm very good at it..."

As Xiao Xiao and Ruan Ruan left the street, Red Eyes Ling Ping, Old Zhou Under the Bridge, the Serpent Sisters, and others rushed into the Red Eyes Club with great anxiety. In that horrific sea of blood, they searched for any companion who might still be alive and had a chance to be rescued. The sense of oppression and despair in their hearts was beyond description.

"Is washing Black Gate City in blood the result you want?"

Yang Jia appeared outside the Red Eyes Club, but did not go in. Instead, she raised her head slightly and sighed softly.

On the other side of the city, amidst tangled fiber optic cables and a cold, quiet room filled only with electronic components and sophisticated equipment, a brain placed in a glass tank remained unusually silent. After a long, long time, a soft electronic voice slowly began to play:

"This city has been damaged by the Hell Organization..."

"To heal an injury, it is not only necessary to repair the wound, but also to scrape away the rotten flesh."