Bai Ye's Era!

When Chaos was brought to its lowest point, the Nine-Tailed Fox turned its attention to the Hand of the Serpent.

This tug-of-war lasted for seven months, and under Bai Ye's leadership, the Hand of the Serpent was suppressed to the point of being unable to raise its head.

Chaos fared even worse; aside from 009 not being contained, the Chaos Splitter organization was practically defunct.

Every time 009 tries to regroup, Bai Ye pours cold water on him, shattering and destroying his achievements.

He wouldn't take 009 in either, leaving him to struggle endlessly in the quagmire of failure, sinking deeper and deeper.

Meanwhile, the Hand of the Serpent was also suffering terribly, with its strongholds of all sizes being dug up and chopped off, and its three leaders all on the run.

Sequence 024 Great Serpent bears a great deal of responsibility for this!

The Hand of the Serpent rescued it, but it completely disregarded the Hand of the Serpent's life or death, and its attitude towards the Nine-Tailed Fox was also puzzling.

Gradually, many members began to lose heart.

Bai Ye is too crazy. He is ruthless not only to his enemies but also to his own people. The whole world is suffocating under Bai Ye's pressure.

The Serpent Hand was on the verge of collapse, the Black Queen disappeared without a trace, and the Night's Watch, established by Number Aros, dared not utter a sound.

But Bai Ye did not give up. The more these people retreated, the more he intensified his expansion of the Nine-Tailed Fox and escalated the war, destroying enemy forces at any cost!

Many organizations sent people to assassinate Bai Ye, but in the end, they all disappeared.

Logically speaking, things will inevitably turn around when they reach their extreme, Bai Ye should soon taste the bitter fruit of his actions.

But the truth is, this statement did not apply to Bai Ye.

This era is ruled by the Bai Ye.

He was even more terrifying than Qin Leng because he was unpredictable, morally ambiguous, and a complete madman.

Inside one of the Hand of the Serpent's strongholds.

The three leaders gathered together. "I think this should be our last meeting," one of them said.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm going to lower my price."

"The Hand of the Serpent hasn't been destroyed yet, it's not the very last moment, and you've already given up, Abel?"

Abel sneered, "Seven months. It's been a full seven months since we first clashed with them."

"For the past seven months, we've been beaten so badly that we've been running away like rats in the street, hiding here and there. Even the big snake has given up. So what are we still holding on to?"

"The Hand of the Serpent is finished. Bai Ye's Nine-Tailed Fox and Qin Leng's Nine-Tailed Fox are not the same organization. Bai Ye has been using Containment Object to carry out a dimensional reduction attack on us!"

"We can't win, there's nothing we can do about it, isn't there?!"

Upon hearing this, Cain flew into a rage and grabbed Abel by the collar.

"You're a fucking coward!"

"So what if you're a coward? You're capable, you're powerful, go and fight Bai Ye!"

"Didn't I do that?!"

"Just give me a little more time!"

"Ha ha ha, wake up, Cain!"

"It should have ended long ago!"

"Finish?"

"As long as I live, the Hand of the Serpent will never end!"

Watching the two blushing, Meng Qing remained silent.

He simply took a piece of red cloth and quietly wiped the blade of the Demon Blade until it gleamed and reflected light.

With a slight tilt, the blade of the Demon Blade seemed to slice through the air, leaving a white mark on the roof beam.

Meng Qing sheathed the Demon Blade sword, carefully wrapped the blade with red cloth, and then got up and left the conference room.

"Standing alone in the cold autumn, the Xiang River flows northward, past Orange Isle."

"Look at the mountains covered in red, the forests dyed in vibrant colors, the river flowing clear and blue, and a hundred boats racing against each other."

"Eagles soar in the sky, fish swim in the shallows, and all creatures compete freely under the frosty sky."

"Gazing at the vast expanse, I ask this boundless earth, who controls destiny?"

In a secondary school in Asia, a student sits under a tree, holding a book and talking to himself.

"The scenery of the Northland is breathtaking: a thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow..."

"The Jinsha River's waters lap warmly against the cloud-covered cliffs, while the Dadu Bridge's iron chains hang cold..."

"If I don't speak first when spring comes, which insect will dare to utter a sound..."

"Yang Lin, stop reading, class is starting!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Lin closed the book in his hand, patted the dirt off his bottom, and walked step by step towards the classroom.

The school bell rang, and the students returned to their seats.

Yang Lin's homeroom teacher was a 57-year-old man who was bald and had many wrinkles on his face.

"I remember when you first entered junior high school, your teacher asked you what kind of university you wanted to go to in the future."

"You're about to graduate, so let me ask you one more time: what kind of career do you want to pursue, and what kind of person do you want to be?"

"Jinyang".

"Teacher, I want to invest in business."

"Yes, becoming a wealthy businessman is not a bad pursuit."

"Li Ming."

"Um... become a game streamer?"

"Yes, young people are keeping up with the times."

"Yang Lin, what about you?"

"I want to be a policeman."

Looking into Yang Lin's eyes, the homeroom teacher's expression changed slightly.

"Why?"

Time flies, and three years later...

North Ridge City, where it all began.

Today is a special day.

"Yang Yan, a special police officer from the North Ridge City Public Security Bureau who died in the line of duty, has had his police badge number reinstated!"

"It is now inherited by his son, Yang Lin!"

"Issuing a police badge number."

A policeman nearing fifty approached Yang Lin, his eyes reddening as he looked at the young man who had just turned eighteen.

"Have I known your father for so many years...?"

"I remember back then, the bureau chief was a staunch materialist. Ah... your father was a great man, and the Nine-Tailed Fox..."

"Old Zheng, what are you saying!"

The policeman, who was nearly fifty years old, paused for a moment. "Ah, sorry, I tend to ramble on as I get older. Don't mind it."

Yang Lin took the police badge, looked at the badge number on it, and remained silent for a moment.

Nine-Tailed Fox.

Night falls.

Yang Lin walked through the old alley, clutching the police badge in his hand the whole time.

At that moment, an invisible Silk Thread slid across, and a bloody mark appeared on Yang Lin's neck. He realized what was happening and immediately stopped moving.

"Master, it's been many years."

Whoosh!

A figure dressed in black robes descended from the sky. "Quick reaction, kid. Looks like you haven't been slacking off these past few years."

As Meng Qing spoke, he waved his hand and pulled the Silk Thread back, while Yang Lin reached up to touch his neck. "If I hadn't reacted in time, this would have killed me, wouldn't it?"

"Perhaps."

Meng Qing leaned against the wall with a knife in his hand. "First of all, congratulations on graduating, kid. I didn't expect you to actually become a policeman."

"Thanks to you."

Yang Lin looked at Meng Qing and asked, "Master, I have a question for you. Do you know anything about the Nine-Tailed Fox?"

"Know."

Can I ask a few questions?

"No."

Meng Qing flatly refused Yang Lin, knowing what Yang Lin wanted to ask.

Upon seeing this, Yang Lin reached into his pocket and rummaged around for a while before taking out a small box containing a small golden sphere.

"And this, this is what you gave me before you left."

"Oh?"

"You actually kept it."

"So now can you tell me what this thing is?"

"No."

"Then I'll go check it myself?"

"Random."

Yang Lin thought for a moment, "My master disappeared for many years, and now he suddenly reappears. It can't be just to see me, right?"

Meng Qing's pupils flashed beneath his mask. "You're right about that."

As Meng Qing spoke, he directly pulled a photo out of his pocket.

The photo shows a man with dark circles under his eyes and a thin build.

"He might be able to answer your question."

"His name is Jiang Chen. Try to persuade him to help you, if you can."

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