Half Dead, Half Wounded

"Take it off wherever you want, tie it wherever you want, don't be shy. Just treat Sister Zhou's body as your own, look at it and it's all your own flesh and blood!"

Zhou Rihui was overjoyed to see Zhang Xuezhou and the others, and Zhang Xuezhou was also delighted to see Zhou Rihui.

He and Ren Yisheng couldn't withstand sniper fire, nor could they quickly respond to unexpected attacks, let alone confront Zhang Qiaoen. As a result, they could only lie there pretending to be dead and launch sneak attacks.

However, the Zhou Household siblings, positioned one in front and one behind, were able to protect them almost perfectly, and even provided significant assistance when fighting against Zhang Qiaoen.

"I don't have a needle!"

No needle?

Zhang Xuezhou replied, and Zhou Rihui's heart sank to the bottom.

"But I recently acquired some divine grace, which allows me to treat emergencies without needing acupuncture!"

Zhou Rihui was overjoyed when Zhang Xuezhou added another sentence.

He watched as Zhou Yueyan's wounds healed rapidly, and even the internal injuries began to heal, no longer vomiting blood as before. He felt that Zhang Xuezhou was the best logistics worker.

"Can divine grace save someone whose head has been severed?" Zhou Rihui asked in a low voice.

"This is treatment, not a resurrection!"

Theoretically, if Jiang Chao possesses strong enough mental power to maintain his sanity, he could potentially reattach his head and survive after it is severed using the Supreme Purity True Technique; however, his head and body would not function as well as before.

But Jiang Chao is neither Luo Zhong nor Ren Yisheng; once his head is severed, there's no way he can come back to life.

Zhang Xuezhou explained, then pointed to Zhou Rihui and Zhou Yueyan, telling them to protect their heads when dealing with Zhang Qiaoen.

"Brother Ren, our chances of turning this around depend on you!"

Only after Zhang Xuezhou signaled did Zhou Rihui notice Ren Yisheng lying down with a cane.

He called out urgently.

His way of addressing him wasn't wrong. As a second-generation scion of Western Capital City, Zhou Rihui should indeed call Ren Yisheng "brother" based on age.

At present, he places almost all his hopes on this Brother Ren.

Zhou Rihui was able to escape the rocket attack, and he believed that Zhang Qiaoen would not die from it.

Amidst the thick smoke and flames, Zhang Qiaoen might even be reaping the lives of the sequence committee members.

Don't rely entirely on me, I'm not confident!

Ren Yisheng waved his hand, indicating that his abilities were limited, and he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Xuezhou.

He's unreliable on his own, but with Zhang Xuezhou on his side, there might actually be a chance to keep Zhang Qiaoen in check, even if she steps into the Seventh Sequence.

The problem is how to kill Zhang Qiaoen after restraining her.

If Zhang Qiaoen is Seventh Sequence, the opponent's resistance layer can almost ignore most firearms and avoid some gene weapons attacks. However, once the pain awakens Zhang Qiaoen, controlling her again becomes a problem.

He couldn't help but glance at the silver-white pistol in Zhang Xuezhou's hand, unsure whether it would be effective against Zhang Qiaoen.

If Zhang Qiaoen is in the Sixth Sequence, suppressing her might not be as difficult as imagined, but they would still need to find a suitable opportunity, rather than having their heads chopped off by Zhang Qiaoen in two swift strokes.

Zhang Xuezhou had repeatedly warned that a person without a head couldn't be saved, and Ren Yisheng couldn't help but deeply agree.

"Who on earth is so crazy as to fire the cannon like that?"

Zhang Xuezhou used to tend to lure rioters into the Jianing Palace area, but if this place became the center of the battle, he couldn't help but be afraid of getting hit by a cannon.

"Zhu Shengnan, go to that temporary firing position. Anyone who dares to move the gun mount again, kill them with one stroke of your sword, no matter whose family they are. Also, bring in that special task force and everyone involved in firing the gun!"

Before Zhang Xuezhou could even finish asking a question, Zhou Yueyan, whose injuries had been stopped by treatment, quickly gave the order.

Zhou Yueyan was clearly not the one issuing orders; the remaining people were among the dozen or so committee members. However, when people were arguing, there was rarely such time to make such a move, and it was impossible for anyone to issue orders until everything was properly prepared.

Zhou Yueyan couldn't help but think of the names of skilled snipers Song Bu'er.

"What about Zuo Jin and left-hand complete?"

After several names floated by, Zhou Yueyan couldn't help but think of the two sequence committee members in the third tier.

Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin not strong enough to be in the first echelon of combat. Since they were not in the explosion zone, it was highly likely that they would issue orders.

Without any life-or-death binding, the probability of these two issuing orders has increased significantly.

However, Zhou Yueyan couldn't understand Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin doing so. If their goal was to injure the enemy, it was undoubtedly reckless for these two to fire without knowing the situation on the ground.

If the brothers Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin wanted to kill their entire group near the old mansion and then seize power, that was even more impossible. Their group was already walking on thin ice in the Sequence Committee, so what made Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin think they were qualified to sit on the Sequence Committee?

Putting everything else aside, Zhu Shengnan alone could potentially suppress one of them.

Whether the bomb could kill many people is also unknown. For example, she and Zhou Rihui escaped successfully, and Zhang Qiaoen most likely escaped successfully as well.

If this is verified by the public, Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin will inevitably be stripped of their committee membership and may even be imprisoned until they die of old age. As for Zhang Qiaoen, she will give the two brothers a quick death and will not let them live to see the next day.

Zhou Yueyan suspected that Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin given the order, but she couldn't figure out their motives.

This blast not only stunned Zhou Yueyan, but also left Zhang Qiaoen completely bewildered.

"So this is where the old mansion was hidden!"

The sounds coming from the fire and black smoke made Zhou Yueyan's heart sink, and she felt that things were heading towards an even worse situation.

Once Zhang Qiaoen takes control of the Twilight Mansion, things will become completely passive.

Even if the other side uses methods to kill many elderly people, it will still have serious consequences.

"You old scoundrel Zhang, your Grandpa Zhou is here! Come out and fight me if you dare!"

Zhou Yueyan felt terrible, but even Zhou Rihui, who was slow to understand, figured out the problem.

He shouted loudly, while glancing at the several committee members who had fled in panic.

Eighteen committee members rushed to the front, and at this time, including the Zhou Household siblings, there were only nine survivors. Jiang Chao died outside the Jianing Palace, and nearly half of the staff had been laid off.

Even Zhou Rihui found it difficult to bear the heavy price of the changes brought about by the Sequence Committee over the years.

The inclusion of someone like Zhang Qiaoen on the Sequence Committee would not only render all their reforms futile, but would also bring about even more unpredictable negative consequences.

The veins on his neck bulged, and patches of blue armor appeared on his body. His expression was ferocious and menacing.

"Don't inject berserk drugs without permission!"

Even Zhou Yueyan couldn't help but quickly remind him when she grabbed a small, sealed metal bottle into her hand.

"This isn't a fighting ring or a closed environment, and it's not a place to administer medication," Zhou Yueyan shouted.

"Then I'll beat him until he gets into a closed area!"

Zhou Rihui gritted his teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and quickly ran back.

"My bullets have never hit Joe Zhang!"

As Song Bu'er, expressionless, hopped away on one leg with a twisted ankle, she couldn't help but shout a warning.

"He possesses the Iron Shirt skill from traditional martial arts, making his body's muscles, bones, and skin virtually indestructible, and he also wears a thick iron-sand suit weighing nearly 100 pounds!"

Jong Jin-jin, who rarely participated in sequence decisions, frowned as he fled the sea of fire, also muttering something under his breath.

"He can defend against swords and blades, but his body isn't made of iron. I don't believe he's immune to swords and blades or flames. In this sea of fire, this is my home turf!"

Zhou Rihui roared loudly, his words barely audible even to himself.

A cold snort followed.

In the distance, Ren Wuyang cried out in terror.

"Dad, come quick! Zhang Qiaoen and her men have stormed in! Can any of you bring the key to release Committee Member Changkong?!"

Ren Wuyang has an extremely keen sense of crisis, finally made a sound.

This also made it clear to everyone why the security measures on many of the external facilities of the Twilight Mansion had been activated, and why Zhang Qiaoen had not been able to find the Twilight Mansion for so long.