CHAPTER 334: CHAPTER 214: SCATTERING BONES AND ASHES

After Wei Wushuang finished speaking, he didn’t delay any further and left directly.

He still needed to go to the Secret Pavilion Pass to see if he could help obtain some information.

However, Black Panther stayed behind. He wanted to wait until nightfall to take Bentley to find the Bunker Clan’s cemetery.

Qu Jianlei asked him, "Black Panther, does Boss Wei like to play intrigues and schemes?"

"It’s not like you think," Black Panther shook his head, half crying, half laughing. "Actually, Boss Wei was once wanted too."

"No way?" The other three were stunned. "A wanted criminal can become the head of the Inspection Bureau?"

"Isn’t that surprising?" Black Panther felt they were making a fuss over nothing.

"Boss Wei was once young too, proud in his youth... It’s normal to be a little reckless, right?"

As he put it, after Wei Wushuang was wanted, he endured a lot of hardships, delaying some time.

Later, with the help of a benefactor, he got a chance to redeem himself and gradually walked the right path.

So despite him managing the Inspection Bureau and being ruthless towards erring Ultimate Warriors, he couldn’t stand injustice himself.

Bentley was wronged, and many people believed Qu Jianlei... was also wronged.

But the warrant for Xiao Moshan was initially issued from the Gorge, and Wei Wushuang didn’t know the specifics.

So Boss Wei wanting to help them might not be fake.

Anyway, he probably wouldn’t betray Qu Jianlei; otherwise, it would be a betrayal of his past experiences.

After hearing it, Xiao Moshan spoke, "I tested him many times just now, and his reactions seemed genuine."

All his previous provocations weren’t just for argument’s sake; it was a strategy.

Qu Jianlei really wasn’t good at probing people’s hearts, but professional matters should be left to professionals.

"So, can we try what he said?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Moshan laughed, "Are you reluctant because you see Flower Scorpion’s emotions unstable every day?"

"What’s on your mind every day?" Qu Jianlei rolled his eyes at him, "The old man needs it too... and Black Panther."

Black Panther didn’t fuss, "Thank you, Lord Jianlei, for remembering me. My family is willing to pay generously!"

His family indeed lacked no money. The reason he couldn’t get the Limb Regeneration Potion was purely due to lack of qualification.

If it was a matter money could solve, it wasn’t a problem for him.

Qu Jianlei rolled his eyes at him, "If it’s about money, do you believe I can sell it for a higher price?"

"I believe, I believe," Black Panther nodded hastily.

Who was he kidding? Although his family was wealthy, there were many wealthy people in Central City, and he had no confidence in competing financially with others.

"It’s still you, Lord Jianlei, who cares for me, knowing I’m dedicated in what I do."

Xiao Moshan glanced at him and then spoke, "Jianlei, we have to go back and discuss this matter further and plan well."

Qu Jianlei immediately understood; this matter might also need to be consulted with Youyou, as she also came from the base.

Moreover, she was a B-level when she came out, a higher level than Xiao Moshan who was C-level.

However, her information network... didn’t seem to be more advantageous than Xiao Moshan’s, and no one knew why.

He wasn’t too interested in gossip, just nodded, "Alright, once we’re done here, let’s leave."

That night, Black Panther led the three into Central City with no obstructions.

Arriving at the Bunker family’s graveyard, Bentley’s eyes turned blood-red, with crackling electric arcs bursting out of his body.

"Old man, control yourself," Qu Jianlei had to remind him, "Don’t make too much noise."

"I can’t control it," Bentley formed a finger technique, sending a huge bolt of lightning straight to the largest grave.

That was the ancestor’s grave of the Bunker Clan, a C-level warrior who founded the clan.

That bolt of lightning directly overturned the grave, turning the urn inside into powder instantly.

So-called grinding bones into dust, was just like this, right?

"Wait," Qu Jianlei stopped him. He knew the old man’s mindset was not right now.

So he straightforwardly offered, "You just want to destroy these urns, right? I’ll help you!"

Then he formed a finger technique with both hands, "Investigate to the Bottom~"

This was Wood Magic, a move Xiao Qin had once used to devastate their preset battlefield in Houjing.

Now, the same move caused over a thousand grave mounds to churn, countless urns thrown up into the air.

"Wind Tornado," Xiao Moshan also made a move, directly sucking most of the supposed urn-like objects together.

Whether it was that precise was hard to say, but... close enough, right?

Bentley shook his head, finally regaining clarity, then formed a finger technique, "Celestial Thunder Pool!"

In an instant, dense lightning appeared between heaven and earth, descending upon the area.

Flashing continuously, seemingly endless, it looked almost like a second apocalypse had come.

"Isn’t this overdoing it?" Xiao Moshan was a bit shocked at the sight, "Is this really a C-level technique?"

Not far from the cemetery, a few security team members looked at the lightning and thunder, dumbfounded.

"Is this the electromagnetic attribute? The boss instructed us not to go over... we really dodged a bullet."

Ten kilometers away, Wei Wushuang stood on a rooftop, silently observing the scene.

After a long time, he shook his head and sighed lightly, "Tch, the commotion is still a bit much."

Bentley’s Celestial Thunder Pool lasted a full five minutes, turning the entire cemetery into scorched black, with ashes covering the area.

All of the Bunker Clan’s deceased, not even their urns remained, truly crushed bones scattered in the wind.

After Bentley unleashed this move, his whole body seemed devoid of bones, collapsing directly to the ground.

Qu Jianlei raised his hand, performed a finger technique, and summoned a rain, also meant to clean up the scene.

But with this, those flying ashes directly turned into dirt, leaving no trace of their existence in the world.

"Shall we go?" Xiao Moshan glanced at Bentley, the latter already exhausted, but both could still lead people away.

At this moment, two figures flashed from a distance, from different directions, moving swiftly.

"Let me smoke a cigarette," Bentley didn’t want to leave immediately, sat up, and shakily pulled out a cigarette.

Destroying the enemy’s cemetery should be done openly; if done sneakily and then fled, it wouldn’t be exhilarating, nor would it be satisfying.

As for the two flashing figures, they didn’t care at all, even if both were ultimate warriors.

The two looked at each other and then towards the three in the field.

One spoke coldly, "The commotion just now... did you guys cause it?"

Qu Jianlei and Xiao Moshan didn’t pay this guy any mind—just a B-level warrior, acting cocky?

But Bentley, sitting on the ground, glanced at him, "What, do you have a problem?"

The B-level warrior was stunned, such audacity is rarely seen.

Luckily, his cautiousness saved his life, "This is my family’s place, do you think I shouldn’t have a problem with this?"

"Your family’s place?" Bentley glanced at Qu Jianlei, feeling a bit odd, "Jianlei, you didn’t finish off the Bunker Clan’s people?"

"Are you Jian Lei?" The B-level warrior was shocked upon hearing this.

Nowadays in Central City, who doesn’t know—Jian Lei is not only a wanted person in the gorge, he has also become an A-level warrior?

He clasped his fists towards Qu Jianlei, spoke respectfully, "Didn’t know the lord was here, this place... I just bought it."

Qu Jianlei originally didn’t want to bother with him, but since Bentley called out his name, ignoring him would be looked down upon.

He turned his head to scrutinize the other party, spoke in a deep voice, "How do you prove you’re not from the Bunker Clan?"

"I’m Beneficial from the Dao Clan," the B-level warrior responded respectfully, casually pulling out his identification.

Qu Jianlei didn’t take the identification, just raised his chin, "Did you consider the consequences when buying this place?"

He was well aware of the existence of vultures; after annihilating the Bunker Clan, he only focused on fleeing and ignored these matters.

Converting real estate is troublesome, lacking relevant conditions, he let the vultures devour it.

But now, the vulture proactively approached him, not without provocation.

This reminded Qu Jianlei of the time when Tanaka Yoshi’s family was divided, and the vultures once showed some goodwill towards him.

Anyway, since Bentley called out the name, it was time to investigate.

Beneficial pondered before answering, "I thought the lord wasn’t interested in this place, thinking it was a waste to leave it idle."

These words were somewhat insincere; in fact, the vultures involved in the division believed the two murderers were just avenging.

After revenge, Central City couldn’t be stayed in, who had time to dwell on real estate?

Anyway, when snatching, you couldn’t hesitate, hesitation benefits others.

How could he have imagined the entire annihilation was done by Jian Lei? And moreover, this A-level emerged boldly.

Qu Jianlei pointed at Bentley, "That’s Benjamin, the victim. Did you ever consider his feelings when buying the land?"

"Benjamin?" Beneficial swiftly realized, thinking, why the hell am I here?

Wei Wushuang informed the security team, cemetery, and related departments not to come and interfere tonight.

However, he truly didn’t notify those vultures—this matter could easily become unclear, causing trouble.

Beneficial discovered a problem on the land he purchased and naturally came to check.

In fact, the land contained disputes, and the ultimate warrior rushing from the opposite side represented another faction.

It turned out the trouble in the field, these folks were untouchable, and he violated their taboo.

He bowed to Bentley, "I didn’t know the esteemed Benjamin was here, apologies for the offense just now."

"I’ve heard about your family’s ordeal, and deeply sympathize."

Bentley snorted coldly, speaking weakly, "Deeply sympathize... yet you bought this land?"

Deep sympathy doesn’t mean giving up on taking advantage, Beneficial silently complained.

But he couldn’t say it like that, he directly expressed, "Unintentionally hurt your feelings; I’m willing to compensate."