Silk Pouch
"Director, there's no need to be this nervous, right?" An armed muscular man beside him asked in confusion, "We are flying in the sky, and are already very far from the train to begin with. Moreover, we are still moving... Is it possible he can still hurt us?"
"It's better to be careful! It's better to be careful! Do you understand! If it weren't for relying on my caution and prudence, do you think I could have mixed around to this day?"
"... Yes."
Watching the train gradually going further away, Director Zheng's tense heart finally eased a little. Just at this moment, as if he thought of something:
"Didn't the grandmaster give three Silk Pouches in total? The first one was to predict Lu Xun's movement trajectory. The second one told us to open it when encountering a crisis... Quick, give me the second Silk Pouch now!"
"Director, the Silk Pouch is here."
"Speaking of which, Director, didn't the grandmaster tell you when to use this third Silk Pouch?"
"He didn't say... After he threw out the third Silk Pouch, he didn't say a single word... He didn't even respond when spoken to. I don't know when it should be opened."
The Director took the Silk Pouch and forcefully tore it open. A Note fell out from within.
While looking at the train out the window, the Director flurriedly opened it. Four large characters appeared before his eyes:
— [Certain Death].
Director Zheng: ???
...
At the same time, inside the train.
Chen Ling slowly closed his eyes. His consciousness passed through the flowing communication signals around him, instantly locking onto that helicopter flying in the darkness in the distance!
He pressed one hand on the floor of the carriage. The next moment, strands of electric light began to wander between his palms!
"[Reshape]."
A slender javelin over two meters long was reshaped from the electric light. Chen Ling grasped it tightly in his palm. At the same time, those pupils capable of capturing all details had already locked onto the distant helicopter that was like the size of a mosquito or fly!
Under Lu Xun's incredulous gaze, Chen Ling used all his strength and threw the javelin in his hand out like a cannonball!!
Swoosh—!!!
A streak of electric light instantly cut through the horizon!
Inside the cabin, Director Zheng looked blankly at those four characters [Certain Death]. Before he could make a move, a black shadow wreathed in electric light rapidly enlarged in his pupils!
Boom—!!
The javelin accurately crossed a distance of several kilometers, directly crashing onto the propeller. Surging firelight instantly swallowed the fuselage, and then it swayed unsteadily and plummeted towards the Wilderness below!
A deafening loud noise came from the distance, and billowing dust rose up.
It was only at this time that the broken train carriage slowly braked to a stop on the railway tracks...
Lu Xun stared blankly at the corpses all over the ground, as well as the billowing smoke of the plane wreckage in the distance. The shock in his heart couldn't be added any further... He knew Chen Ling wasn't an ordinary person, and his strength might be very strong. But he didn't expect the other party alone would completely wipe out Director Zheng's entire team!
That "mountain" which had imprisoned him for a long time and made him extremely anxious, collapsed with a boom following Chen Ling's casual strike... What remained, was only a complete mess.
"Director Chen... Thank you very much." Lu Xun looked deeply at that brown windbreaker, speaking from the bottom of his heart.
"No need to thank me, I will ask for payment."
While speaking, Chen Ling casually pulled out a gun and aimed at the half-dead Photographer on the ground, expressionlessly pulling the trigger.
Bang!!
A gunshot rang out.
Scarlet fresh blood splashed onto Chen Ling's cheek. After casually wiping it away, he didn't even look at The Photographer on the ground, and walked straight in the direction of the plane wreckage.
"Let's go... Let's go see if there are any survivors."
Chen Ling's ruthlessness and decisiveness in killing people made Lu Xun's heart incredibly surprised. He didn't expect that in this society, there was actually someone who could kill people so calmly... Anyone who harbored killing intent towards him, not a single one survived.
But surprise was just surprise. Lu Xun still followed Chen Ling out of the carriage and walked in the direction of the cabin. In the distance, Yang Xiao also parked the car well and quickly followed.
The three crossed several kilometers of Wilderness, and finally arrived in front of the billowing smoke of the plane wreckage.
At this moment, the helicopter had already been burned beyond recognition by the flames. Two or three corpses were laid out within. There were also a few survivors covered in wounds, struggling to crawl on the ground. They should have survived during the plummet, and then escaped from the burning cabin in time.
Chen Ling's gaze swept over those few figures, and raised the muzzle once again...
Bang bang bang—!
Successive gunshots rang out. Several armed muscular men were headshot and killed on the spot. Ultimately, only one dying figure was left, scared into curling up on the Wilderness.
"Director Zheng..." Seeing that person, Lu Xun's gaze instantly turned cold.
Chen Ling stepped forward, directly kicking the curled up Director Zheng aside with one foot, pressing the muzzle against the center of his brows, and spoke calmly:
"I'll only ask you one question... How did you predict Dr. Lu's location?"
Since Chen Ling intervened to save Lu Xun, he naturally had to save him to the end. Director Zheng was able to predict Lu Xun's location in advance, but this time they didn't see any Divine Path Possessor with an ability similar to this, which meant there was still someone behind him... If this was the case, even if he killed Director Zheng, he couldn't guarantee that Lu Xun wouldn't continue to be tracked afterwards.
To pull out the weeds, one must remove the roots. Chen Ling was very clear about this point.
"Let... Let me go!! I beg you!! I'm begging you! I promise I won't ever again..."
Bang—!
A roaring gunshot rang out beside Director Zheng's ear the next moment, shaking one side of his ear until it dripped with fresh blood. That miserable sound of begging for mercy was also scared into an abrupt halt!
Chen Ling held the gun. The muzzle slowly moved from beside his ear and aimed at the center of his brows again, speaking once more,
"Answer my question."
"It's, it's Grandmaster Chong Gui! He possesses the power of the Path of Divination! He is a high-Rank 'White Hand'! Also a key target of attention for Bureau 749!"
Director Zheng was originally timid. Being frightened by Chen Ling like this, he even directly lost his soul, trembling as he poured everything out.
Path of Divination...
Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.
This result was roughly the same as Chen Ling expected. But in the era after the Great Cataclysm, he had never seen anyone from the Path of Divination appear... This was his first time dealing with this Divine Path.
"What else did he tell you?"
"Nothing... He just gave three Silk Pouches..."
"Silk Pouches? Where are they?"
"The first two were both burned... I, I only have this last one left. He didn't say when to open it..."
Chen Ling caught a glimpse of the third Silk Pouch in Director Zheng's clothes from the corner of his eye, and directly took it out. Then, little by little, he opened it under the dim moonlight...
Inside the Silk Pouch, was a Note.
On the Note, were two lines of text dripping with fresh blood. The strokes were chaotic and ferocious, as if someone had madly bitten their finger and written two lines of cursive script on the paper!
[Ghost-Mock World-Ending, descending upon the human realm]
[Era of Chaotic Reversal, heaven and earth jointly execute]