Having been minor leaders for so long, these men were naturally unwilling to submit to others. They outwardly admitted defeat, but after the Shadow Warrior gave them a day to leave, they immediately gathered their men.
At first, they thought they were sent by the enemy, but after exchanging information, they found that everyone had been attacked. So they were in the lobby where a bunch of thugs with knives were waiting, along with a few homemade guns.
The shadow warriors did not arrive until late at night. Just when they thought the shadow warriors had backed down, several dark figures turned into shadow warriors in their eyes.
Having grown up under atheism, when had they ever seen anything so bizarre? Most of them threw down their knives and ran away, while a few of the bolder ones were easily knocked unconscious by the shadow warrior. Subsequently, several minor leaders were forced to sign a large number of unequal treaties.
They were provided with a certain amount of money and high-quality ingredients every month. Although they were burdened by a huge financial burden and their income had been reduced considerably, they could still make ends meet by tightening their belts. But just yesterday, the Shadow Warrior suddenly notified them.
"Our master wants to see you!"
These were the Shadow Warrior's exact words. Appearing in the bedroom late at night, like a ghost, right in front of them, his chilling words sent a chill down their spines.
Especially the middle-aged bald man who was trembling at the back, he was doing aerobics with his lover when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder and informed by the shadow warrior.
He shuddered, everything became meaningless, followed by deep sorrow. His penis seemed to have been frightened into unconsciousness and has not recovered to this day, becoming a lifelong shadow for him.
Now, whenever he closes his eyes, he sees the crimson eyes of the shadow warrior scrutinizing him, pausing at a certain spot, a meaningful look in his eyes, before leaving. His male dignity is thus greatly violated.
They slowly walked into the courtyard, where all was deathly silent. Their faces were flushed with tension, and they could clearly hear each other's heartbeats.
"You go first!"
The bald, middle-aged man gently nudged his old rival. After all, they were about to face the master of this supernatural monster, which made them somewhat fearful. What if it was a monster that ate human hearts? They let others go in first, and if the monster was full, the others would be safe.
Everyone harbored their own secrets, but seeing the crimson eyes of the shadowy warrior, a gaunt middle-aged man in a suit took a deep breath and went inside.
He slowed his steps, his breathing gradually calming, as he passed through the makeshift fence. Watching the shadowy warriors diligently working in the small, cleared field, a question arose in his mind:
This person could have had so much more, so why did he choose to live in seclusion here?
In his view, Xu Le had so many shadowy monsters and could easily make a lot of money, so why should he control a few thugs and rip them off?
Filled with doubt, he slowly came to see three stunningly beautiful girls, seemingly celestial fairies, charming and captivating. A pair of twins stood to one side, while a gorgeous woman in a green dress leaned against the figure on the recliner.
Because his back was turned, the gaunt man couldn't see Xu Le's appearance clearly at all. However, he wasn't stupid. He took a few steps forward, stopped, and said ingratiatingly, "Good afternoon, sir. My name is Wang Xing!"
Xu Le closed his eyes and felt the snake spirit's soft body. He found that using the snake spirit as a pillow was not bad. He could try it tonight.
The remaining people also came in, looking at Wang Xing standing awkwardly in place, not knowing what had happened.
The atmosphere was as heavy as the seabed, making it hard for the group to breathe. After a few minutes, Xu Le opened his eyes and slowly said, "Who damaged the tombstones on the hill behind the orphanage?"
"tombstone?"
The group of leaders exchanged puzzled glances, completely baffled. They had no idea what an orphanage was, let alone a tombstone.
The bodyguard following the bald man's expression changed, but then, realizing he knew nothing about it, he breathed a sigh of relief and stood there pretending to be indifferent. However, his darting eyes betrayed his inner turmoil.
"Aren't you going to step forward?"
Xu Le's tone was so cold it could melt ice. The aura of the Returning to Emptiness realm slowly spread, and the entire space seemed to freeze. Everyone felt as if they were in an abyss, and a huge demon bared its fangs.
The bodyguard became even calmer. He secretly calculated that in addition to being a bodyguard, he had a part-time job: finding suitable children in orphanages and reselling them to human traffickers to earn extra money.
As for what would happen to those children, he didn't care at all. After all, they were weak! That day, when he was looking for children who met the criteria, he happened to pass by a tombstone. He rested for a while under a tree and casually picked up a stone and smashed it against the tombstone. He didn't expect that the wooden tombstone was so fragile. It was smashed and a small dent was made.
Although he didn't know that this strange being would ask this question, the bodyguard was very clever. He knew perfectly well that: if you confess, you'll be imprisoned for life; if you resist, you'll be severely punished and go home for the New Year!
So he pretended not to know anything and took advantage of the situation.
"You're not going to tell me? You're very clever, but you can't fool me!"
As soon as the circular gate opened in mid-air, a large, green hand stretched out, and a terrifying aura spread out.
Everyone trembled under this atmosphere, their legs felt like lead and they could only move the hand in the sky in fear.
"Don't find me!"
The bodyguard stared wide-eyed, his forehead beaded with sweat, and let out a long sigh as he watched the large, fat hand slowly move away.
"Found you!"
The large, fat hand suddenly changed its trajectory in mid-air, grabbed the bodyguard, and dragged him into the cave. Accompanied by wails and pleas for mercy, a chilling chewing sound echoed in the courtyard.
Thump!
One person's legs went weak, and upon hearing the chewing sound, he couldn't help but kneel down on the ground, trembling like a leaf.
"Alright, let's get down to business!"
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Chapter 235: Urban Mini-Theater
A circular portal slowly closed, and the chewing sounds ceased. Everyone collapsed to the ground, their clothes soaked with suppressed sweat, as if they had been pulled from the water.
Xu Le stood up, walked to them, and said softly, "I need someone who can provide a long-term, stable supply of large quantities of food, seeds, and animals. Can you find one?"
Xu Le spoke softly, seemingly unconcerned, but it only intensified the fear in the group. They were afraid of being dragged into a strange place and devoured by the monster, just like the bodyguards from before.
Upon hearing Xu Le's question, several people rushed to answer, with the bald middle-aged man finally replying: "I know Huang Wenshan. He is a man with considerable influence in China. He owns numerous businesses, including transportation and catering. Moreover, his house seems to be haunted. As long as the owner takes action, he will surely be subdued."
The bald middle-aged man inadvertently replaced "sir" with "master" to show his loyalty. After witnessing the monster's power, he realized that this was also an opportunity. If he could seize the opportunity, he could also go further.
Xu Le also noticed his little scheme and found the guy quite interesting. Ambitious people work harder because they are never satisfied, so they need to be more efficient.
If Xu Le were an ordinary person, he would still have reservations and would betray him. However, Xu Le's power comes from within himself. No matter what ulterior motives you have, there's nothing to worry about with someone who can be slapped to death.