The Fall of an Acquaintance

Another corpse has been found at the main gate of Jianing Hall.

As two relatively competent undercover agents, Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng did not make a move.

After briefly responding to Jiang Feng with a few words, the two did not get up and remained lying down.

If one hadn't overheard Zhang Xuezhou and the others' hushed conversation, it would have seemed as if the rioters chasing Jiang Feng had suddenly stumbled and were subsequently killed by Jiang Feng.

Such unexpected events are difficult to prevent, and this also explains the outcome of the battle.

Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng did not get up. Zhang Xuezhou trusted Ren Yisheng's judgment on risks and crises, and Ren Yisheng also trusted Zhang Xuezhou's perception of risks and crises.

If there isn't enough certainty, it's safer for the two of them to lie down for now.

Tourists can become rioters, and the special task force surrounding the Louvre may also contain rioters.

The hidden rioters are also difficult to guard against.

Zhang Xuezhou and the others were aware of the situation, and Jiang Feng obviously also knew that she either had to remain hidden as the sixth man, or she needed to keep moving so that it would be difficult for the hidden guns to lock onto her.

She exchanged only a few words with Zhang Xuezhou and the others, then lightly jumped up and swayed back and forth behind the main pillar of the Jianing Hall.

When a bullet, seemingly out of nowhere, struck the pillar, Jiang Feng, still shaken, crouched down and rolled away to find another spot.

Which direction?

"At the corner of the eaves of the main hall!"

The two people lying at the main gate of Jianing Palace also made their judgment at the same time.

Jiang Feng couldn't see where the bullet came from, but Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng clearly sensed its location.

This was a rioter hiding from a high place, who may have seen Jiang Feng's lack of physical strength and was eventually lured into firing, but the bullet missed.

After a sniper shot was fired, the opponent went back into hiding.

Unless there are special circumstances, the other party will continue to lie in wait for an opportunity.

Ah~

Jiang Feng belatedly realized what was happening and cried out in panic, rolling away to hide behind a pillar.

She was not a naive young woman; she knew about Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng's situation and quickly took on the role of bait.

Jiang Feng's mission was not to kill her opponent, but merely to lure her out and draw her into Ren Yisheng's attack range.

While firearms offer the possibility of striking and dodging, encountering a Ren Yisheng locked on for an entire duration means certain death.

She screamed in panic, then began cursing, sounding hysterical from an unbearable shock.

"These are the scions of the prominent Lineage in Western Capital City..."

The low, chanting voice rose, almost like the Grim Reaper taking lives.

But Jiang Feng knew very well that the other party was just like the King of Hell.

The sound of something falling from the top of the pillar came from above. Jiang Feng didn't even look up; she reached out and grabbed it.

The falling body then fell into her palm, and with a swift, forceful squeeze, she crushed the other person's throat.

Jiang Feng pushed, and another corpse appeared at the entrance of Jianing Palace.

The genetically engineered weapon, resembling a suction cup, was still in the other man's hands, along with the short gun tucked into his waistband, but the middle-aged man, his face ashen, could no longer utter a sound.

The other person's body slowly curled up, then collapsed to the ground, dying with their last breath.

"The Fourth Sequence, a typical military region killing style, but still a bit verbose, high stealth skills, but poor mentality!"

Lying on the ground, Ren Yisheng whispered his judgment.

The distance from the main hall of Jianing Palace to where he was lying was only eighteen meters. This was the range that Ren Yisheng was targeting for those in the Sixth Sequence. For those in the Fourth Sequence, stepping into this range meant certain death.

A simple strike, yet it easily produced results.

Ren Yisheng was not worried that repeated setbacks would leave him feeling spiritually Kongxu.

He has the power to intimidate and strike, he also possesses the Dragon Elephant Combat Technique, and more importantly, he has Zhang Xuezhou as a substitute with similar strength.

For Ren Yisheng, he could now unleash a torrent of attacks, delivering either a devastating blow or the Dragon Elephant Combat Technique to any opponent who stepped into his range.

He was in excellent spirits at this moment. In such a confrontation, unless it was a fierce battle on the front lines, whoever made the first move in their area would die.

"Professor Ren, can you assist the committee?"

"They're throwing grenades randomly over there, I can't handle it, and it's hard to tell friend from foe right now, so I can't provide support!"

When Jiang Feng asked again in a low voice, she received the same answer.

She glanced at the growing number of special forces members outside the Louvre Palace, the rapidly deployed military officers from Western Capital City, and the rocket artillery systems constantly firing. It was difficult for her to determine how many of them were truly her own people and how many belonged to the rebel camp.

Without genuine core interests at stake, becoming a rebel is an easy thing to do.

This even includes those who were eliminated and separated from the powerful Lineage of Western Capital City.

Whenever war breaks out, things can get out of control and it becomes difficult to distinguish friend from foe.

In the war in Zhang Xuezhou's other world, it was rare for the True Self Realm cultivators to be killed by soldiers, but it did happen. However, there were many rumors about the Sole Self Realm and Divine Ability Realm cultivators falling at the hands of unknown soldiers.

Ren Yisheng and Zhang Xuezhou clearly possess considerable strength, but the reason they haven't rashly stepped forward is precisely this.

"Let's continue luring the enemy," Zhang Xuezhou said. "It would be even better if more people participated. Everything within a fifty-meter radius of Professor Ren can be assigned to him, including those of the Sixth Sequence!"

"Then I'll go!"

Jiang Feng didn't waste any more words or ask any more questions. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, then took out her communicator and sent several messages in quick succession before putting it back. She then moved around the vicinity of Jianing Palace using an irregular movement method.

"I feel like I've been the target of a gun," Ren Yisheng murmured with emotion.

"We can also lie flat," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Alright, alright, I'll take the blame for killing Sixth Sequence individual, but you'll have to step in when it really comes to helping," Ren Yisheng said. "My current speed in releasing the Dragon Elephant Combat Technique is a bit slow, making it difficult to respond quickly to an enemy!"

"No problem!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

He reminded Jiang Feng, who would obviously tell her elders about it.

If Jiang Chao and the others encounter unforeseen circumstances, this place will serve as a refuge and a place for them to retaliate.

Whether Jiang Chao and the others would have the opportunity to check communications while fighting the enemy is another matter entirely.

Several minutes passed, and so far only Jiang Feng had managed to coordinate two plays.

Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng waited listlessly until Zhen Mei rushed over in a panic a few minutes later, at which point the two of them became serious.

"Zhen Mei's performance was better than Jiang Feng's; both her posture and movements perfectly captured the essence of running away," Zhang Xuezhou praised.

"This isn't acting; she encountered an insurmountable enemy, and even her companions were dead," Ren Yisheng corrected. "Next time you observe, you must carefully look at her micro-expressions; that's something an act can't achieve!"

"Professor, help me!"

Upon entering the grounds of the Jianing Palace, Zhen Mei was about to frantically run towards the main entrance of the Luofu Palace, but she abruptly turned back and sprinted towards the Jianing Palace instead.

She screamed frantically, clearly her life hanging by a thread.

"It's a surprise attack!"

Zhang Xuezhou once impersonated Ding Hao Ding Hao, who was skilled at swordfish aggression and darting attacks.

This is a skill for naval warfare, but its effectiveness on land is limited, which Ding Hao disliked.

However, the power brought about by this enhancement of genetic capabilities should not be underestimated.

In a flash, a middle-aged man dressed in tight white clothes appeared about a meter behind Zhen Mei.

When his dagger failed to stab forward, he bent over like a shrimp, about to leap out again.

Without any mid-attack variation, a mere blink can cover a distance of ten to twenty meters, or even pass directly through the opponent's body.

Zhen Mei had clearly witnessed the intimidation posed by the enemy's attack, which led her to panic and run away recklessly.

Her strength was slightly superior to Jiang Feng's, but she was powerless to retaliate against this attack, and the disparity in their ranks made it difficult for her to cope.

As she risked her life, she couldn't help but glance at the communicator hanging from her waist.

The messages Zhang Xuezhou sent were useless, but she had to believe Jiang Feng's messages.

As Zhen Mei stepped into the Jianing Palace area, the sharp, piercing light behind her, which seemed to tear through her clothes, almost stung her buttocks. Just as she thought she was about to die, she heard a loud crack.

Looking back, she saw a middle-aged man in white kneeling on the ground, holding a short knife, the knife still poised to strike her groin.

This attitude disgusted Zhen Mei.

The attacker was ruthless and the stabbing was too much for either men or women to withstand. Zhen Mei watched helplessly as Wang Zetao's genitals were pierced and he died.

Wang Zetao was the son of committee member Wang Yi'an, and was nurtured by Wang Yi'an. However, he died right next to Zhen Mei, and the way he died was hard for Zhen Mei to accept, almost breaking through her psychological defenses.

"Die!"

Seeing that the other person was unable to move, and the blood flowing from the corner of his eye seemed to be some kind of struggle, Zhen Mei couldn't help but kick out, breaking the neck of this high- Sequence Holder. Then she added another kick, plunging the short blade held by the other person into her groin.

"It's Ding Changhe from Pengding City. He's bet on both the Western Capital City and local powers!"

"Is he really Ding Hao's father?"

Ren Yisheng and Zhang Xuezhou discussed something at the entrance of Jianing Hall, then fell silent again.