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Chapter 772: Chapter 313: Let’s Grow Bigger and Stronger, and Achieve Glory Once More!

The bottom of the deep pit was filled with the pungent smell of scorched skin and steaming earth.

Fang Qingyu leaned on the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash, his vertical melted gold pupils penetrating the fierce mask made of golden thunder, quietly observing the dark figure at the edge of the pit.

Da Lei heard Fang Qingyu’s words...

His gaze paused for a moment.

Then he shook his head, seemingly unwilling to delve into the topic with Fang Qingyu.

He only said softly:

"Next time, if you don’t open the force field, I’ll kick you out."

The voice was light, as if stating a predetermined fact.

Then the hem of the dark robe fluttered slightly.

Da Lei’s figure blurred and faded rapidly like ink dripping into water.

He silently merged into the scorched air around him, completely disappearing without a trace.

As if he had never appeared.

Fang Qingyu still stood in place, his fingers slightly pale as he gripped the sword handle of the Dragon Sparrow Calamity-Slaying Blade.

The charred remains at the bottom of the pit, twisted and broken steel bars...

Silently narrated the brief and brutal slaughter that had just occurred.

But Fang Qingyu’s thoughts did not linger on these corpses.

Instead, he slowly lifted his head, his gaze directed beyond the edge of the deep pit.

The dilapidated and chaotic outline of the Gray Rock District loomed in the night.

In his mind.

Involuntarily arose distinctly different images.

The Luo Family united with the Ji Family, capturing those from Dawn.

And tonight.

Deep underground in the Phantom Nightclub.

In those cold stone chambers, naked women with eyes hollow as dead ashes.

The two images overlapped in Fang Qingyu’s mind.

Making Fang Qingyu involuntarily sigh lightly.

He knew this City of Injustice Lord, during his injury days, Jiang Wei had mentioned to him.

This City of Injustice Lord was named Da Lei.

He was one of the descendants of the four ministers under the former Yellow Emperor, known as Da Hong.

And in the cycles of reincarnation.

It was people like Da Lei who had been protecting Jiang Wei.

Except none succeeded.

And this lifetime was the only one with a slight twist.

Because in this lifetime.

Jiang Wei met Fang Qingyu as a child and chose him to be her guardian...

After listening to Jiang Wei’s words.

Fang Qingyu also understood the meaning of the City of Injustice.

And why the City of Injustice Lord never cared, because their duty from beginning to end was only one: to protect Jiang Wei...

So although this was the first meeting between Fang Qingyu and the Lord, they had already understood each other.

And Fang Qingyu deliberately did not activate the force field today...

To find out if the Lord knew about the gang trafficking of ordinary people...

Now it seems obvious the other party knows, but doesn’t plan to intervene.

Or perhaps to him, protecting the ordinary people in the city is the most he can do.

Fang Qingyu never forgot why he came to the City of Injustice.

Because of the Luo Family’s trafficking of frontline warriors.

But Fang Qingyu did not expect, upon arriving at the City of Injustice, such trafficking would exist here as well.

This made Fang Qingyu feel an unspeakable taste...

He can calmly observe the slaughter between martial artists, the death of ordinary people...

But he cannot accept a person being sold like goods...

Because Fang Qingyu feels if one day he becomes indifferent to such things, or finds it normal...

He will lose his humanity as a person.

...

Lingxiao Association Headquarters Building, top floor.

Zhang Shu paced anxiously like a cornered beast in the chaotic office.

His expensive shoes crushed the fragments of a shattered purple clay teapot and wet tea leaves, emitting a squeaky and piercing sound.

"Pick up the phone! Pick up! Leopard! Answer the damn phone!"

He roared at the phone, eyes filled with blood vessels fixed on the screen.

The screen displayed the number dialed to Leopard.

The long waiting tone struck his heart like a funeral bell.

Yet.

"Beep... beep... beep..."

The waiting tone ultimately turned into a cold mechanical message:

"The user you dialed is temporarily unreachable, please call again later."

Bang!

The phone was smashed onto the expensive Persian carpeted floor by Zhang Shu.

The durable screen instantly filled with cracks like a cobweb.

"Useless! A bunch of useless!!!"

He suddenly turned, his bloodshot eyes fixed fiercely on the dazzling city night view outside the large floor-to-ceiling window.

His chest heaving violently like a worn bellows.

Eleven Tier Three!

Including his trusted confidant, the powerful Leopard.

And his only kin.

All gone!

All fell at the hands of that suddenly emerged Thunder God.

The enormous loss and unspeakable sense of defeat nearly swallowed him.

Just at the brink of rage overtaking rationality.

On the desk, another black landline rang suddenly.

Zhang Shu turned sharply, as if electrocuted.

The old man rushed over, grabbing the receiver.

"Speak!"

The voice was hoarse like sandpaper rubbing.

"Director Zhang, the intelligence you requested."

The receiver transmitted a seductive female voice, lazy yet carrying an imperceptible heaviness, "Twenty million gray crystals, worth the value. Thunder God... full name Fang Qingyu."

"Fang Qingyu?!"

Zhang Shu’s pupils contracted to the size of needlepoints.

This name, how could he not know.

"The Federation’s... personally named by Hong Qitian, made great contributions at the Great Wall Defense Line... Fang Qingyu?!"

"That’s right, that’s him."

The female voice carried a hint of playfulness, "As for Bail Huo, the identity is even more sensitive..."

She deliberately paused for a moment.