Chapter 127: The Enjoying Shen Anyu and the Miserable God of War!
Aunt An Zhiyue raised her phoenix-like eyebrows, her gaze sharp as she stepped forward. At this moment, she was clad in a grey-green, form-fitting combat suit, outlining her lithe and powerful physique. Like a female leopard, she was eager to pounce, extremely dangerous, and moved silently!
In her hand, there was a longsword. In the hands of a [Martial Dao Grandmaster], an alloy longsword could unleash power greater than that of a sniper rifle or ordinary artillery shells.
"An Zhiyue! I don't want to conflict with you! Don't provoke me!"
Yan Lingxiao narrowed his eyes. He had come to find his wife and daughter and did not want to conflict with a powerful individual like An Zhiyue, especially not when he was already unsettled by the mysterious premonitions clouding his mind.
Moreover, Yan Lingxiao's gaze swept around the perimeter of the hospital grounds, and his expression became solemn.
All around, many auras were lurking in the shadows. He could feel the pressure of their Qi pressing against his own. They were clearly those of [Grandmaster] experts, numbering in the dozens.
Was this the true foundation of Yanxia? The hidden dragon showing its claws?
He had been truly careless this time!
He had not expected An Zhiyue to bring people to ambush him, as if she had known his movements in advance. It was as if his entire itinerary had been leaked.
An Zhiyue was also pleasantly surprised. She had previously received news that Yan Lingxiao would come to Ankang Hospital, and she had been skeptical about the source. However, the intelligence was so confident that, in order not to miss the opportunity, she brought several elite experts from the special forces team to ambush him here.
They were all Grandmaster experts, gathering the elites of several special forces teams—Fire Phoenix, Wolf Fang, Sharp Sword. This time, they were determined to capture Yan Lingxiao and his group.
Yan Lingxiao's side only had Yan Lingxiao, a [Martial Dao Grandmaster], and his eight [Grandmaster-level] generals. His other subordinates were either dispersed outside Yanxia or lurking, otherwise, the target would be too large.
After the incident of destroying the Jin family, countless people were pursuing them, forcing them to break into smaller groups.
In An Zhiyue's phoenix eyes, she was full of vigor. As long as they captured Yan Lingxiao and the other leaders, the [War God Alliance], this dangerous mercenary organization with countless killings, could be easily dismantled.
"Fight!"
An Zhiyue wasted no words. She gracefully waved her jade hand, signaling the attack.
In an instant, the elite experts of the special forces team, who had been in ambush, charged towards Yan Lingxiao and his group like a pack of wolves descending on prey.
Yan Lingxiao and his group looked grim. They also unleashed their blood qi, the crimson aura of slaughter rising from their bodies.
"Break out!" Yan Lingxiao roared.
The great battle erupted with a roar!
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[Location: Riverside Luxury Mansion - Multimedia Room]
"Tsk tsk... how miserable. Being besieged by seventeen or eighteen Grandmaster experts and Aunt An Zhiyue..."
On the other side, Shen Anyu sat comfortably on the oversized Italian leather sofa. He was watching the real-time footage transmitted by the [Nanometer Monitoring Robot] onto the massive 8K screen in front of him. He had an expression of intense curiosity, as if watching a summer blockbuster film, feeling very pleased.
The special forces naturally did not bother with any Jianghu rules of one-on-one duels. To protect the common people and the safety of Yanxia, they directly attacked together. Efficiency was the only doctrine.
Sometimes, it was not unusual for hundreds of people to surround a single fugitive. The rules of the court and the Jianghu were different.
At this moment, each of Yan Lingxiao's Eight Grandmaster Generals was being besieged by three or four opponents of the same rank.
Dark Asura was being pressed back by three military experts. Man Hu was roaring, swinging his fists against a coordinated team of sword-users.
Yan Lingxiao, the Leader of the War God Alliance and Lingxiao War God, was even more miserable.
He was being besieged by An Zhiyue, who was at the [Late Stage] of Martial Dao Grandmaster (thanks to Shen Anyu's pills), and seventeen or eighteen Grandmaster experts who cycled in and out of the formation. Two other [Martial Dao Grandmasters] from the military were assisting, sealing his escape routes.
It was as if the word 'MISERABLE' was written all over him in neon lights!
The System notification sound of plundering Destiny Value kept ringing in Shen Anyu's mind, as if providing background music to the violence.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Yan Lingxiao is injured! Plundering +15,000 Destiny Points!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Yan Lingxiao is humiliated! Plundering +20,000 Destiny Points!]
"Master... would you like some fruit?"
Ruan Lingshan came over with a crystal fruit platter filled with peeled grapes, sliced melons, and cherries. She looked at this scene with surprise.
She saw Shen Anyu sitting on the sofa, watching the TV screen with a beaming expression. The screen showed a chaotic scene of fighting, flashes of light, and destruction, but to her, it looked like a movie.
Her pure and pretty little face couldn't help but show a strange look.
Was that TV screen not Guo Gang's crosstalk comedy? Did Master like action movies that much??
She couldn't see the details clearly from her angle, only the flashes.
"Come. Feed me."
Shen Anyu didn't explain. He simply opened his mouth, his eyes still glued to the screen where his Aunt was currently kicking Yan Lingxiao in the chest.
Ruan Lingshan's small face flushed slightly. Her slender, fair hand used a silver toothpick to pierce a piece of purple grape. She was just about to feed it to Shen Anyu.
However, Shen Anyu took advantage of the situation. He leaned back and tilted his head, looking like a hungry baby waiting to be fed, but his eyes held a predatory glint.
"Use your mouth," he whispered.
Ruan Lingshan's delicate face turned bright red. She hesitated for a second, glancing at the screen, then back at him.
Obediently, she placed the grape between her own lips. She leaned forward, her long hair cascading down like a curtain, shielding them from the world.
Shen Anyu met her halfway. He captured the grape, and her lips, in a searing kiss. The juice of the fruit burst between them, sweet and tart. He tasted the grape, and he tasted her—the innocence, the devotion, the slight tremble of her body.
His hand moved to the back of her neck, deepening the contact, making her gasp against his mouth.
Shen Anyu's expression was joyful. At the same time, he watched the footage transmitted by the robot. Seeing Yan Lingxiao's group being severely beaten by the special forces led by Aunt An Zhiyue doubled his pleasure. The contrast between the violence on screen and the softness in his arms was intoxicating.
Only the final outcome left Shen Anyu a little regretful, but he didn't feel surprised.
Yan Lingxiao escaped.
"A Child of Destiny is indeed a Child of Destiny. With the protection of the Destiny Halo... no one else can take him down except for me, the [Destined Villain]. Unless his Destiny Value drops to a low point."
Shen Anyu's eyes were deep, and his handsome face carried a half-smile as he wiped a drop of grape juice from Ruan Lingshan's lip with his thumb.
"But this time... Yan Lingxiao was severely injured. He lost an arm's worth of blood. Even his powerful Eight Grandmaster Generals... only two of them are still following him in his escape."
"Three were killed on the spot. And three were captured. His power base is shattered."
"His Destiny Value is already less than half! He is bleeding luck."
"Huh? The direction he's escaping in... is actually over there?"
Shen Anyu raised an eyebrow as he tracked the GPS signal on the screen overlay.
The direction Yan Lingxiao fled and hid in... was actually the high-end residential area, Tangquan No. 1.
That was where Shen Anyu had settled Luo Yuhe and Luo Xiaoxiao earlier that day. Their illnesses had already been cured, so they naturally didn't need to go to the hospital. He had moved them to a safe house there for "recuperation."
Even if An Zhiyue and the others hadn't ambushed him this time, Yan Lingxiao wouldn't have been able to see Luo Yuhe and her daughter at the hospital anyway. They were long gone.
"Interesting... is this fate? The plot trying to correct itself?"
"But unfortunately... I'm not the matchmaker. I'm the bad guy who severs fate and red threads with a pair of shears."
Shen Anyu slowly stood up.
The obedient little maid, Ruan Lingshan, immediately helped him straighten his clothes, dusting off invisible lint from his lapels. Her face was still flushed from their interaction, her eyes misty.
"Master... are you going out?"
"Yes. To finish a story."
Then he leisurely set off.
What he wanted was the Child of Destiny's Destiny Value, not the Child of Destiny's life immediately. Destiny Value was the most important currency. As for the Child of Destiny's life... once the Destiny Value was plundered clean, he could crush him at will like an ant.
This time, Shen Anyu merely used the power of the court to strike at Yan Lingxiao. A proxy war.
Sons of Destiny of the "War God" style often align with the court eventually. They become the nation's sword.
But now? With this battle... Yan Lingxiao was severely injured. Three of his good brothers died in battle against the state. The conflict was irreconcilable. It was impossible for him to be with the court now. He was a terrorist, a cop-killer.
This also greatly affected his Destiny Halo. It turned the world against him.
Shen Anyu could clearly sense that Yan Lingxiao's Destiny Value was plummeting.
"Let you witness firsthand... how I 'take care' of Luo Yuhe and Luo Xiaoxiao~"
The corner of Shen Anyu's mouth curved into a playful, cruel arc.
He leisurely stepped into the extended Rolls-Royce waiting outside. He lounged lazily in the back seat.
The spacious interior of the extended Rolls-Royce was so large that it could fit not just his stretched legs, but even an extra Simmons mattress. It was a mobile palace.
"Drive," he ordered.
The driver slowly drove off, heading towards the well-known high-end residential area in the Magic City, Tangquan No. 1.
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[Location: Tangquan No. 1 - Unoccupied Villa]
On the other side.
In a dusty, unoccupied villa in the Tangquan No. 1 residential area that they had broken into...
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
Man Hu's eyes were red. His face was full of anger and sorrow. His body was covered in wounds, bullet holes and sword cuts. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, staining his beard.
But what pained him more were the three brothers who had died tragically back at the hospital! Their bodies left behind!
Qing Que huddled in the corner. Her cold and beautiful face was pale, her combat suit torn. Her eyes were also full of sorrow as she tended to her own wounds.
She softly said, her voice breaking:
"Boss... Dark Asura and the other two were captured by the Yanxia special forces. We... we must rescue them! We cannot leave them!"
This battle was truly too tragic.
Three of the War God Alliance's infamous Eight Grandmaster Generals died tragically on the spot. Three were captured. And only the two of them, severely injured, broke out with their boss, Yan Lingxiao!
The elite force was decimated.
"This grudge must be avenged! And Dark Asura and the others must be rescued! I swear it on my life!"
Yan Lingxiao's eyes were bloodshot. He said it through gritted teeth, his voice a growl. He was leaning against the wall, clutching a wound on his side. His pride was more wounded than his body.
Just then, he widened his eyes.
He looked out the window.
Through the gaps in the curtains, he saw a familiar luxury car pull up to the villa next door. It was a Rolls-Royce.
And stepping out of it... was Shen Anyu.
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