Black Palace in Action, Codename: Decapitation

Wang Hao nodded solemnly, though inwardly he was a bit surprised—he hadn't expected to be sent on a mission on his very first day.

He followed Virgo to a small room deep inside the tavern.

After Virgo's iris scan, the door slowly opened.

"Come in. You have ten minutes to sort out your gear." Virgo said flatly.

Wang Hao nodded and stepped into the small room.

On the left side of the room were rows of identical black tactical suits; on the right, a dazzling array of firearms and equipment.

Even Wang Hao, who usually kept his composure, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth at the sheer stockpile.

This was definitely a terrorist organization, right? And did you guys build a damn armory or what?

Though Martial Artists existed in this world, guns were still lethal to those below the Grandmaster level.

Xiantian could dodge pistols; Half-Step Grandmasters could barely evade rifles.

Above Grandmaster, as long as they willed it, bullets couldn't hit them.

Still, no man could see this sight and not be stirred!

Wang Hao's gaze swept over the rows of black firearms—the dark, hollow barrels, the violent aesthetic of the bodies—and for a moment, he was lost in it.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch one.

"Ah~" A strange sound rang out, almost like a soft moan?

Wang Hao turned his head and saw Virgo calmly stroking a gun's body.

Uh, couldn't have been Virgo, right?

She didn't look the type.

"What are you looking at? Get your gear sorted." Virgo's tone turned slightly cold.

Wang Hao averted his gaze and continued picking out weapons.

"Ah~~ Lord M14!"

Wang Hao's mouth twitched again. It was you!

At that moment, his hand happened to rest on a fully modified M14 precision marksman rifle.

For an instant, Wang Hao silently called out in his mind: Ah~ Lady M14, I shall dance with you!

But he cast a barely perceptible glance at Virgo, and with extreme subtlety, tapped rapidly on a certain spot on his body...

Ten minutes later, both were fully armed, standing opposite each other with expressionless faces.

"Ready?" Virgo asked calmly.

Wang Hao saluted. "I'll take point!"

"Good."

Virgo nodded. From the first moment she'd seen Wang Hao, she'd felt like this man had served before.

Then, the two exited from the other side of the small room. After passing through a dim corridor, a black sports car with no license plates appeared before Wang Hao.

"Get in."

Without a word, Wang Hao took the passenger seat and waited for Virgo.

The sports car started slowly.

"Vroom--!"

The next second, it shot forward like an arrow from a bow.

Wang Hao silently gauged the road—an uphill slope. Were they underground?

Just then, a lively voice crackled through both their earpieces: "Hello hello~ Can you hear me?"

"I can hear you, Leo." Virgo replied.

Wang Hao's eyes flickered. This must be the third Star Lord of the Black Palace—Leo.

But why did Leo sound like a little girl?

"Okay~ I'll open the way for you right now."

"Rumble rumble."

A sound rang out, and the scenery outside gradually appeared before them.

The sports car followed the road, winding up onto a highway, where other vehicles finally appeared.

"Hey, why won't Mo Jie let me go? Seriously, I want to help the Lord of Destiny too!" Leo complained through the earpiece.

"It's not your turn yet..." Virgo showed a rare hint of exasperation.

Wang Hao caught that detail. Could it be... that Leo had a hidden side?

As it happened, Wang Hao's actual zodiac sign was also Virgo.

"Alright, alright. I'll notify you once Mo Jie gives the order, and then you can strike immediately."

Virgo nodded. "Good."

After that, the earpiece and the car fell into silence.

A moment later, Leo spoke up again.

"Ugh, so boring. Virgo, you're no fun! Hmph, I'm off to game!"

"Zzz."

Clearly, Leo couldn't stand the quiet atmosphere and had already bailed.

For now, only Wang Hao and Virgo remained in the car.

It was night again, on another sparse highway.

An odd silence was spreading through the vehicle.

Wang Hao wondered if he should strike up a conversation.

His old man always told him to learn how to build relationships and talk to people—it helped with breakthroughs too.

So Wang Hao steeled himself, turned to Virgo with a serious look, and said, "Was that you moaning in the armory just now?"

Virgo, who was driving, slowly turned to Wang Hao. Her face was expressionless, but he somehow felt a chill.

"No. You misheard."

Wang Hao's eyes lit up. She answered me!

That got him a little fired up.

"Impossible. It was just you and me in there. That was clearly a woman's voice." Wang Hao spoke with conviction.

Virgo's face grew calmer, but her gaze turned more terrifying. "I said no."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Definitely yes!"

Virgo took a deep breath. "We're on a mission right now. No irrelevant talk."

"Oh."

Wang Hao nodded and sat up straight, but his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and the faintest smirk tugged at his lips.

Virgo noticed this keenly.

A terrifying thought rose in her mind.

Was that guy... just trying to make conversation?!

As the thought took hold, she became more and more convinced that was exactly what he was doing!

About an hour later, the sports car pulled into the underground garage of a high-rise.

The two of them slung their D2 Tactical Backpacks over their shoulders, stepped into the elevator, and headed straight for the rooftop.

Once they reached the top floor, they began pulling firearms and gear out of their backpacks.

"Standing by." Virgo tapped her earpiece.

Over on the other side.

Wan Qingyun had finished dinner and returned to her study.

Most of the day's documents were already handled, and she was now reading some books to improve herself.

Still, for some reason, she felt that the True Qi inside her had increased a little...

Just then, Mo Jie appeared slowly before Wan Qingyun. His right hand over his heart, he said respectfully, "Fate Lord, this subordinate has something to report."

Wan Qingyun frowned slightly. If the Black Palace had something to report, it couldn't be trivial.

"Speak."

Mo Jie gave a slight nod and began:

"Today, the young miss—that is, Miss Wan Xiaoxiao—was kidnapped. The culprit was Su Corporation's Young Master, Su Luo. He intended to..."

"In the end, Jiang Junyi rescued the young miss."

"Creak, creak."

Wan Qingyun's slender hands clenched, creaking audibly, as wisps of black energy spread around her.

"The Su Family... how dare they! No wonder she came back so late today... no wonder Xiaoxiao threw herself into my arms the moment she got home..."

"I will make you pay!"

In that moment, Wan Qingyun's entire being radiated a terrifying aura. Those wisps of black energy were like hooks of death.

Seeing this, Mo Jie's eyes gleamed behind his mask. "Fate Lord, the Black Palace is standing by. With just one word from you, they will pay tonight."

Wan Qingyun looked at Mo Jie, killing intent surging. "Good. In that case, let's move."

Her little sister was the person she valued most—she wouldn't allow anyone to harm her!

She didn't even dare to think about it: if Wan Xiaoxiao had truly fallen victim today, she would have gone mad.

On the other side, Virgo and Wang Hao stood ready.

"Zzz."

They both placed their hands on their earpieces at the same time.

"Begin operation. Codename: Decapitation."