nycdaug Chapter 355 I'm a Professional at Gang Fights! (Page 12)
Chapter 355 I'm a Professional at Gang Fights! (Page 12)
Baili Xin stood in the center of the gilded hall, his well-tailored black Tang suit making him appear as tall and straight as a pine tree.
The light from the crystal chandelier shone on his sharply defined face, but it couldn't dispel the icy chill emanating from it.
His fingers slowly caressed the jade thumb ring, his knuckles turning slightly white from the pressure.
"Captain Lin—" His voice sounded like it had been pulled from an ice cellar, each word carrying a chilling coldness, "Don't think that just because you're wearing masks, I won't recognize you!"
The temperature in the hall seemed to drop instantly. The waiters retreated to the corner in fear, barely breathing.
Baili Xin's gaze was like a knife, scraping inch by inch over the people standing opposite him—Lin Qiye's mask gleamed coldly under the light, Zhang Yun in black still wore that cynical smile, and Jialan's long hair moved without wind.
"Good, very good." He suddenly sneered, his sleeves fluttering even without wind.
"Murder and robbery at my birthday banquet, stirring up trouble on my turf..." The jade thumb ring suddenly cracked open with a "crack," "You really have a lot of power!"
The last few words were almost squeezed out through gritted teeth.
As soon as the words were spoken, dozens of men in black emerged from all directions, their dark gun barrels all pointed at the three of them.
Baili Xin's gaze swept past the crowd and was fixed on the fat figure hiding at the very back.
His gaze suddenly became complicated, a mixture of anger and indescribable disappointment: "And that... unfilial son!"
That cry of "rebellious son" was like a slap across Baili Pangpang's face.
He shuddered, the color draining from his round face instantly, and large beads of sweat rolled down his temples.
He wanted to say something; his lips moved, but no sound came out.
The air in the hall seemed to freeze.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, and Lin Qiye stood on either side of Baili Pangpang, their two tall figures like an insurmountable chasm.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, had his red robe billowing in the wind like waves of blood, and the dragon patterns embroidered on his cuffs gleamed coldly in the sunlight.
He had one hand in his pocket, while the fingertips of his other hand were shrouded in dark mist. His seemingly languid posture exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
Lin Qiye stood straight like a drawn sword, his blade pointing diagonally at the ground, the frost on the blade spreading into spiderweb-like ice patterns on the ground.
Baili Pangpang, who was being protected behind him, had red eyes and his clenched fists trembled slightly.
He stared at the two figures in front of him, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times, but ultimately he said nothing.
at this time--
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"
Three crimson figures tore through space like ghosts and suddenly descended! The moment they landed, the shockwave sent all the surrounding rocks flying.
Cao Yuan, Shen Qingzhu, and An Qingyu were dressed in the Night Watch's standard red robes, and the gold badges on their shoulders gleamed in the sunlight.
The black star blades in their hands emitted a ghostly blue starlight, and the energy swirling around the blades caused the surrounding air to distort slightly.
"Captain! We're not late, are we?" Cao Yuan grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.
With a flick of his wrist, the straight blade traced a perfect arc in the air, its tip pointing directly at the Baili family members.
His scarlet cloak fluttered behind him, making him look like a demon emerging from hell.
Shen Qingzhu stood silently to Lin Qiye's left, her slender fingers gently stroking the blade.
As he moved, tiny wind blades gathered around the blade, emitting a chilling hum.
An Qingyu pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, her gaze behind the lenses calm and sharp.
His blade tip drooped slightly, yet it concealed countless hidden moves, ready to unleash a fatal blow at any moment.
The six people formed a fan shape, protecting Baili Pangpang in the center. The six red robes billowed in the wind like a sea of blood, and the six black star blades emitted a terrifying cold light.
Their icy gazes shot like sharp arrows at the Baili family members, instantly freezing the atmosphere at the entire birthday banquet.
The giant dragon circling in the sky let out a deafening roar, and the hurricane it stirred up turned the entire birthday banquet upside down.
Baili Xin staggered back two steps, his shiny leather shoes shattering the crystal goblets scattered on the ground.
His meticulously styled hair was now disheveled, with a few strands of gray hair clinging to his sweat-drenched forehead.
The million-dollar custom-made suit was wrinkled by the gale whipped up by the dragon's wings, and one of the diamond buttons on the cuff had somehow popped off.
"You...you..."
His trembling finger pointed at the group of people who had suddenly appeared, and the veins on the back of his well-maintained hand bulged.
The jade thumb ring on his finger, a symbol of the head of the family, suddenly cracked with a "crack," and green fragments fell down in a flurry.
Then, the refined mask suddenly ripped off, revealing a ferocious, cold smile:
“Since you’ve chosen this path—” his voice suddenly rose, hoarse like sandpaper scraping, “then you can’t be allowed to live!”
"Captain Wei! It's up to you guys now!"
With that shout, several figures suddenly stood up from the corner of the banquet.
Their Night Watch uniforms were identical to those of Lin Qiye and the others, except that their shoulder patches were embroidered with the number "010".
Captain Wei Xiuming took out something.
"Forbidden Ruins Sequence 190, [Time Rift]."
Wei Xiuming's voice suddenly became hollow and ethereal, as if it came from a very distant time and space.
"Click——"
A crisp sound, like shattering glass, echoed in the air.
The space within a radius of 100 meters suddenly twisted and deformed, and countless spiderweb-like cracks spread in the void.
Through those cracks, one could see that everything outside had fallen into an eerie stillness—falling leaves were frozen in mid-air.
The splashed wine transformed into sparkling crystals, and even the howling wind was frozen into visible ripples of airflow.
"Welcome to the Time Rift." Wei Xiuming grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.
"Anything that happens here..." His figure suddenly split into ten, each clone assuming a different starting stance, "will not affect the outside world."
Ten Wei Xiumings raised their hands simultaneously, and the team members behind them also drew their weapons.
Amidst the flashing swords and clashing blades, only the Night's Watch badges on their chests gleamed coldly in the blood-red moonlight.
"When this rift closes..." all of Wei Xiuming's clones spoke in unison, their voices echoing eerily in the distorted space, "time will return to—the moment you all died tragically!"
The moment the last word was uttered, the air pressure within the entire time rift suddenly surged.
Baili Xin stood outside the safe zone, a smug grin spreading across his face.
He slowly straightened his disheveled tie, as if he could already see the corpses of Lin Qiye and the others lying in pools of blood.
Wei Xiuming slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, and a crimson sparrow-shaped rune appeared in his palm. The rune danced like a living creature, emitting a sharp shriek, as if thousands of blood sparrows were flapping their wings and chirping in his ears—
Forbidden Ruins [Sparrow's Cry] – "All things are blades!"
He suddenly waved his hand, and the sparrow chirping runes suddenly spread out, turning into countless tiny crimson light threads that wrapped around everything around them!
"Shh-!"
The air was given a "sharp" attribute, and the originally invisible wind suddenly turned into thousands of transparent blades, tearing through space and emitting a piercing shriek!
"laugh--!"
The wine on the ground, soaked by the "Sparrow's Cry," stood upright like blades. A single drop of water, tracing its path, silently sliced the pure titanium dining chair in two!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Even the drifting dust was given the concept of "cutting," and wherever it passed, the ground, walls, and even light were cut with fine cracks!
Wei Xiuming grinned maliciously, flicking his fingertip, his voice even turning into a sharp blade, the sound waves like knives, aimed straight at Lin Qiye's throat!
"In my domain, even breathing can kill!"
However, at this critical moment——
Lin Qiye took a step forward!
"boom--!"
The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and a powerful sword intent soared into the sky, actually tearing a gap in the sharp domain of [Sparrow's Cry]!
He stood with his sword held horizontally, the blade itself not moving, yet the sword energy swept across all directions like a raging dragon!
"The wind is gentle, the sun shines, and the world is awestruck—"
Before he finished speaking, a blinding cold light suddenly erupted from his body. His straight blade was as white as snow, and the blade seemed to cut through time itself!
"I will personally wield my sword to slay demons and monsters!"
"Qiang——!!!"
One slash!
The blade flashed like a cascading silver river, imbuing the "sparrow's song" with the concept of "sharpness"—severing everything in two with a single cut!
Wei Xiuming's pupils shrank sharply; his forbidden realm... had been forcibly cleaved open!
...
Just as Lin Qiye shattered the [Sparrow's Cry] domain with a single strike—
"boom!"
Cao Yuan was the first to leap up, his scarlet cloak billowing behind him like waves of blood. He grinned maliciously, his black star blade carrying a violent killing intent as he slashed at the nearest 010 team member!
Before the blade even arrived, the sharp wind from the blade tore through the opponent's mask, revealing a horrified face!
"Come on! Play with me!"
Shen Qingzhu flashed into the enemy formation like a ghost. His swordsmanship was sharp and precise, each strike aimed at a vital point. The blade cut through the air with a sharp buzzing sound.
As soon as a member of the 010 team raised his weapon to block, he was knocked back three steps by a single blow, his hand split open and blood dripping down the hilt of the knife!
"Too slow," Shen Qingzhu said coldly, a cold glint in her eyes.
An Qingyu pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light.
He didn't charge directly into the formation. Instead, he formed a hand seal, and an intricate technological pattern appeared beneath his feet. He lightly touched the air with his fingertips—
"Buzz!"
An invisible gravitational field suddenly descended, and the three 010 team members who were about to attack Cao Yuan were instantly trapped in the mud, their movements slowed down by more than half!
"Damn it... what kind of ability is this?!" one of them gritted his teeth and growled, veins bulging on his forehead, yet even raising his sword became incredibly difficult.
An Qingyu smiled slightly: "The power of science."
Garan charged into the enemy ranks like a tiger. Her fighting style was bold and unrestrained. When she threw a punch, the air itself trembled!
One of the 010 team members parried with his sword, but she punched him and his sword flying away, crashing heavily into the edge of the time rift, spitting out blood!
"With this little skill, you dare call yourself a Night's Watchman?" she sneered, her eyes blazing with fighting spirit.
The entire battlefield instantly descended into chaos, with flashing swords and exploding energy!
Only Zhang Yun, dressed in black, remained standing lazily in place, his red robe fluttering in the wind.
He had one hand in his pocket, while the other hand toyed with a wisp of black mist, a playful smile on his lips, as if the battle before him had nothing to do with him.
"It's really lively..."
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, murmured softly, a lazy smile playing on his lips, his red robe billowing like waves of blood in the gale.
His gaze swept across the battlefield almost imperceptibly, finally settling on Baili Xin in the distance. A dangerous glint flashed in his eyes, like the calm before a viper locks onto its prey.
The next second—
"Shh!"
His figure vanished suddenly, as if a rift had been torn open in the space. When he reappeared, he was already standing beside Baili Xin like a ghost, no more than half a foot away.
Baili Xin seemed to have anticipated this, and instead of dodging, he stood with his hands behind his back, a confident and composed expression on his well-maintained face.