CHAPTER 384: CHAPTER 382: STEALING AND STILL ACTING RIGHTEOUS?

"What a scorching summer..."

Upon seeing Bianchi’s broken expression, Li Wenkang, standing on the rooftop of the lab building, immediately revealed a smile.

He didn’t care why Bianchi came; the only thing that needed to be ensured tonight was that Bianchi submits to justice or dies here. How he submits or how he dies were not important matters.

They do things differently from the police, prosecution, and courts.

The process is not important to them; from the moment they set out, it was to achieve the result.

......

"Stage two boss battle, right?"

Igniting the New Energy Warhammer in his hand, Mr. Fox looked at the creature opposite, neither human nor scorpion, not even quite a mammoth, and spoke with disdain:

"As if no one can do stage two, let Mr. Fox see if you, the boss, can pass my BOSS recruitment!"

"Fox!"

Bianchi withdrew his gaze from Li Wenkang, glaring angrily at Mr. Fox.

"Why did you show up?"

"You’ve ruined all my arrangements!"

Whether Li Wenkang was lying, Bianchi initially couldn’t be sure. But careful observation of the surroundings showed something: the Security Bureau Woodcutter and those robots were slowly retreating.

Some people standing farther away even had the expression of watching a show, not excited like before when using the new weapons to clear the ground. They were completely indifferent, detached, and onlookers.

Even the robotic arms on the lab building had stopped moving and were hovering in mid-air like cranes to maintain vigilance.

The warriors of the Security Bureau went completely silent, with no intention of coming up to help.

And the Scorpion Men he sent out, upon seeing the situation turn entirely against them, didn’t struggle and very simply lay on the ground with their hands over their heads, surrendering to the Security Bureau.

In the minds of these people, the public security officers of Xia Country were just a bunch of security guards holding tattered Guns of Kindness.

They were confident, confident that with the gene holy water gifted by the priest, they could easily control local high-level management and slowly become kings in their territories.

But the real situation was that when the actual violent institutions stepped in, there was no Gun of Kindness, and no talk of persuasion; those who didn’t surrender instinctively would be purged.

"Fox!"

Everything had deviated from Bianchi’s initial plan. In his urgency, Bianchi had forfeited his only chance to escape and now stared at the white fox with fury, letting out a deafening roar.

"Damn... damn heretic!"

Waves surged around Bianchi, causing the ground and the lake to tremble. Even the glass windows between distant buildings shivered as if swept by a gale, like the sign of a storm approaching.

"What are you angry about?"

The smile on Mr. Fox’s face gradually disappeared, and the fox’s expression tightened as he glared at Bianchi, chastising him:

"What right do you have to be angry?"

"This is Xia Country! We are the natives; you are the thieves who came to steal artifacts!"

Mr. Fox’s tone gradually rose, overpowering Bianchi’s eerie beastly roars.

"Fuck you!"

"Originally it was just about beating you up and going home for a late-night snack, but you just had to piss me off! Forcing this red fox to curse, are you happy now?"

Mr. Fox jumped off the antelope, clawed at the antelope’s leg, and tossed the over-two-tonne antelope toward the lake behind him. His fuzzy tail should have fallen in a scattered manner but instead contracted, and his figure gradually heightened.

Ansheng was now laughing in anger.

Today was originally just about viewing artifacts and then coming to the Security Bureau to pick up any leaks.

But Bianchi spoke without thinking.

They were thieves stealing things, and when the homeowner caught them, instead of feeling ashamed, they had the nerve to yell at the homeowner and blame them for discovering them.

"I’m just stating what you’ve done, and you actually get angry?"

Mr. Fox, displeased, dragged the New Energy Warhammer in his right hand. The flames that had reached nearly three thousand degrees Celsius were hopping with an orange-red hue on the weapon, emitting a crisp echo.

"If you know shame, don’t do it; if you don’t need your brain, let the wind take it to the Sichuan-Chongqing hotpot shop!"

"Boom——"

Bianchi’s black muscles bulged, and he suddenly stomped the ground, charging directly at Mr. Fox.

The asphalt road sank suddenly, dust scattered, and the three-meter-four-tall Bianchi, with a twisted face and red eyes, fixed on the fox, a look of madness in his eyes.

"Die!"

"Die with me! Or beat me to death——"

At this moment, as Bianchi’s deadly move came to fruition, with dust-choked air and a crazy creature at its core, manipulating through twisted air currents.

"Strength...."

With his eyes locked on the oncoming creature, Mr. Fox flexed his arm muscles and pulled the warhammer handle, his expression icy as he raised the New Energy Warhammer high.

"Much less than a fraction of mine, why so arrogant?"

The ignited warhammer was like a celestial fire meteor, dragging a blazing tail to smash onto the earth.

In the process of Fox wielding it, the so-called special alloy warhammer shattered into pieces.

Within the campus roads, with the meteor’s impact point as the core, it fractured outward layer by layer. Ten meters, a hundred meters; the ground seemed to break forth from something underneath, twisting like a vortex, consuming everything around it.

Ultimately, when the power reached its limit, blazing white flames erupted from the crater.

The fissures in the ground spread, with the flames from the exploded New Energy Warhammer erupting like a violently active volcano.

The splits in the ground even extended to the lake.

From the top floor of the lab building, looking out, the earth was rugged and fractured, layers collapsing, blue and white fiery light erupting from the moving tectonic plates beneath, scorching the surface soil crystallized.

The earth trembled, the distorted window frames crushed glass that shattered with a clatter.

"!?"

The parasitic beast and antelope, which had originally been resting at the lake’s edge with their heads poking out, were astonished and swiftly swam to either side to avoid getting caught in the crossfire as the cracks approached.

The blazing white flames surged from the lake, finding an outlet, and tongues of flame spat several dozen meters high, steam billowing off the scorched lake surface.

The parasitic beast and antelope swallowed hard.

The New Energy Warhammer, capable of maintaining a three-thousand-degree temperature and burning for forty minutes, had burned out its residual brilliance under Mr. Fox’s full-force strike, turning into black dust that scattered and vanished.

"Say it, you deny it! Admit it, but don’t change..."

"Change, and then don’t accept it..."

"Do you want to die?"

The fox’s paw treaded on the softened soil, black smoke and flames squeezed out from the land, spiraling upward around Mr. Fox as he advanced.

The black smoke from the burnt plastic track drifted from the beastly chest of Mr. Fox, spreading to both sides.

Reaching Bianchi, Mr. Fox, full of coldness, looked at the monster in front of him without speaking, lifted a foot to step on the twisted monster’s chest, and swung a shock-absorbing hammer at Bianchi’s face.

"Boom——"

The ground caved inward and collapsed.

"Boom——"

The softened earth Mr. Fox struck was gradually compacted and consolidated, its hardness far exceeding the original ground.

"Listen up, both you and that golden jellyfish!"

"I haven’t hit you! It’s just because I’m in a good mood, happy to seek out some fun while cultivating tea, but fight me, and you’ll stand obediently there!"

"Don’t threaten me; I’ll overturn all aircraft carriers and fighters if they come!"

Mr. Fox brought down the hammer heavily, and the world returned to peaceful tranquility, the surroundings becoming utterly silent.

"Hah...."

Ansheng tossed away the broken hammer handle in his hand, shaking his slightly strained left hand, his figure gradually shrinking back to the form of a small fox, wagging its tail as he walked away.

The thing was meant to earn some Wish Power Value.

But it forced the fox to get angry, ruining the cultivated tea-tasting, tea-cultivating mindset he had developed over the years.

The world... has really changed.

Stealing things has become justified, in the past, Xia Dong, for such a thief, would have been caught by villagers with fishing nets and beaten with hoes and sticks.

And whether the thief survived depended on whether the Security Bureau’s 1.5t official car could arrive before you were beaten to death.