The purple-faced man in black scratched his head, puzzled as to why he had suddenly become so excited. Just as he was thinking this, the excitement faded, and an uncontrollable rage surged up like a tide. In just a few seconds, his anger was overwhelming, and his face visibly turned from blue to black. Suddenly, he roared and raised his pistol, firing wildly in all directions, bullets flying everywhere.
Several people nearby were instantly hit by bullets and fell to the ground. The others, reacting quickly, scrambled for cover on the experimental platform and returned fire. They were all men who had lived on the edge; at this moment, they didn't care who their opponent was—kill them if they wanted. The purple-faced man in black wasn't invincible; he was soon riddled with bullets and collapsed in a pool of blood. The others dared not linger and quickly opened the surrounding doors to hide inside. Of course, some also ran towards the passage where Ma Xiaoniu was. Ma Xiaoniu carefully observed and noticed that among all the doors, only one remained unopened. Perhaps that door was different? Seeing the approaching people, Ma Xiaoniu vanished in a flash.
Inside the door was a long corridor with many rooms on both sides. The doors to the rooms were all steel, like prison cells. "Found it!" Ma Xiaoniu's eyes lit up. He then carefully checked each room one by one. After a while, he found a person in the second to last room. Well, let's just call him a person for now, because this person had been beaten up beyond recognition and was lying on the ground, barely alive.
Ma Xiaoniu teleported inside, quickly arriving beside the person and pulling them into a desolate Gobi desert. He set the person down, then took out the demon's attire from his luggage and put it on before shaking the person awake. The person groggily opened their eyes and saw a blurry...demon before them.
He woke up instantly, his eyes wide, but a look of surprise appeared on his swollen face: "Holy crap, holy devil!"
Uh…could this be Burmese? It doesn’t sound quite right? Or did we save the wrong person? Did we save a Burmese drug dealer? Ma Xiaoniu suspiciously circled around, and the man’s eyes followed, as only his eyes could move.
"Zhao Dongming?" Ma Xiaoniu wanted to confirm, lest he have gone to great lengths to save a fake.
Tears welled in the man's eyes as he struggled to nod, but his swollen head and neck prevented him from moving. In the end, he could only move his eyeballs up and down.
Holy crap, look at how badly they've tortured them! No way, I still have to go back and wreak havoc. Damn, if I don't kill them, won't they just keep selling drugs and harming the people of our country? After confirming their identities, Ma Xiaoniu, carrying Zhao Dongming, teleported to the entrance of the Fire Kingdom County Central Hospital, put him down, and then teleported again to the Baihuo Temple in Puwang City, Myanmar. He then used teleportation to wipe out everyone in the temple's basement. So what if they had guns? If they were hiding in the shadows and shooting at Ma Xiaoniu, he really would have been killed. But since Ma Xiaoniu was the one taking the initiative, their only outcome was death.
When the Burmese police arrived at the scene, the entire basement of the temple had been turned into a sea of blood and gore. But what puzzled the police was why some of the dismembered bodies were smiling. Were they masochists?
In his living room, Ma Xiaoniu picked up his cup, took a sip of tea, and then let out a deep breath. No matter how bustling it is outside, nothing beats home! As for the mission, it was already complete the moment Ma Xiaoniu killed the first person, earning him a small reward of energy. Ma Xiaoniu opened his laptop, logged into the Demon Forum, and then posted the narcotics police case in the completed section.
The number of comments grew rapidly.
"Holy crap, the devil is awesome!"
"Boss Demon, I'm eating."
"Support the demons! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Using killing to stop killing is unacceptable!"
"Upstairs, do you want to talk about the law with drug dealers?"
"A demon! You really are a demon! Oh my god!"
"I never imagined that such bloody things still happen in today's society!"
"Upstairs, you're so ignorant, aren't you? I suggest you go to Iraq."
...
"Boring," Ma Xiaoniu chuckled. "Some people are just saints, and the key is they're useless."
Open the case submission area. Several more pages of new posts have been added.
"Please help! My father has passed away, and I suspect his coworker was responsible."
"Help! My house is haunted!"
"Help! I've been scammed out of five million yuan!"
"Help! My son has been abducted and we don't know where he is."
"Help! Stranded in America"
"Help! Our fish farm has been taken over by thugs!"
...
Ma Xiaoniu suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a post about someone being raped before. He scrolled back and found the post, then clicked to open it.
"Help! My name is Lin Rou, from X City. I used to be a flight attendant. Once, when the plane landed in E City, the captain asked me to go down with him to help out. I didn't know what I was helping with, but I went anyway. I didn't expect that he was drinking with his friends and I was asked to keep them company. At the time, I didn't think much of it, but after a few drinks, I passed out. When I woke up, I was in a hotel, and the captain was lying next to me... I don't know what to do now..."
So that's how it is. Ma Xiaoniu opened his private messages and sent a message to the person named Lin Rou, asking for her address. Soon, he received a reply.
"Hero! I've finally received your reply, but I'm currently on a plane and sending this message from the restroom. Our plane will land in X City at 3 PM this afternoon, and we'll have a day to rest. My address is Room 504, Building 5, Meili Renjia Community, XX District, X City."
Ma Xiaoniu frowned. Had he not made himself clear? He had no intention of meeting Lin Rou. So Ma Xiaoniu sent another message.
Tell me where the captain usually lives.
"Oh, I must have misread it, I'm sorry. Our captain's name is Wang Tianshuai. He usually lives in Fugui Manyuan Community, FF District, X City, I think it's Building 3, Unit 1002. Hero, may I meet you?"
Ma Xiaoniu frowned and ignored her. It seemed like Lin Rou wasn't quite right in the head. With his status, how could he possibly meet with her?
The plane was still in the air and wouldn't land until 3 p.m. Ma Xiaoniu checked his watch; it was 2:10 p.m., still early.
After drinking tea for a while, Ma Xiaoniu left the courtyard. The road was under construction, with mounds of earth piled up on both sides of the street. During this time, Wang Youcai became a celebrity again, but this time not for good reasons. The notorious Wang Youcai, known for his numerous misdeeds, suddenly announced he would invest in road construction in Ma Village, shocking everyone. Many thought it was just a rumor, and Ma Yongqiang from Ma Village even swore it was impossible, threatening to walk upside down if he didn't. However, reality quickly proved them wrong—construction actually began! Of course, no one actually made Ma Yongqiang walk upside down, since many people didn't believe it before construction started.
Ma Xiaoniu's family lived right at the village entrance, so as soon as he stepped out the door, he saw Uncle Ma sitting on the stump under the big tree at the village entrance. Uncle Ma was in his sixties or seventies and had nothing much to do each day, so he liked to sit on this tree stump. Moreover, Ma Xiaoniu had played under this tree when he was little, so it could be said that this tree held many of Ma Xiaoniu's childhood memories. Most importantly, Ma Xiaoniu also obtained his system under this tree, so he had a deep affection for it.
He strolled over to the big tree, then sat down on a smaller tree stump next to Uncle Ma. Looking at Uncle Ma puffing on his pipe, Ma Xiaoniu smiled and said, "Uncle, don't you get bored sitting here smoking every day?"
Uncle Ma paused for a moment after puffing on his pipe, then continued smoking. When he finished the tobacco, he tapped the pipe on the ground beside him, then turned to Ma Xiaoniu: "You've been holed up at home all this time, what brings you out today?"
Ma Xiaoniu gave an awkward laugh: "I just came out for some fresh air."
Uncle Ma stared at Ma Xiaoniu with eyes that seemed to have seen through the world: "I can tell what you're going to do the moment you stick your butt out. You've been holed up at home all this time, are you in a bad mood?"
Ma Xiaoniu smiled but didn't speak. He's been going out killing people every day lately; what could he say? Would the old man believe him?
Uncle Ma sighed, replaced the tobacco in his pipe with fresh tobacco, lit it, and took a puff.
"Hey Xiao Ma, even though your uncle doesn't know what happened, you can't quit your teaching job!" (The recent encoding issues are motivating us to update faster. Could you please exit reading mode? Thank you.)
===Chapter Twenty-Five===
“Uncle, I just took a long leave, I didn’t quit my job.” Ma Xiaoniu was moved. He had no parents, and the person who cared about him the most in the world was his uncle.