Behind Mosika, the woman from the Sang Country, Jiang Sui, frowned, watching the General's Mansion engulfed in flames.

She also had a vague sense of foreboding, a chill running down her spine.

Mosika stood there for a while, staring at the grand and tidy General's Mansion, now reduced to rubble by the fire.

His heart was feeling uneasy.

The General's Mansion was considered the most luxurious building in Yasako, but he had personally turned it into ruins.

This was all because of those damned invaders.

What comforted Mosika was that the gold in the basement of the mansion would not be destroyed by the fire.

The batch of gold, over ten tons, was Mosika's real treasure.

The fire gradually subsided, the smoke thick, and Mosika waved for the soldiers to go in and search.

Soon, the soldiers reported back that the General's Mansion had been burned to ruins.

Among the ruins, they found charred corpses.

The bodies were severely deformed by the intense fire, making it impossible to recognize them.

Mosika let out a sigh of relief and laughed maniacally.

"Finally got rid of those bastards, feels good."

He strode forward and waved to Jiang Sui.

"Our fishing plan succeeded, I want to treat you to a drink."

"Then, we can discuss the transaction between you and the Demon Emperor."

Jiang Sui glanced at the General's Mansion, suppressing her intense unease, and left with Mosika without expression.

The soldiers surrounding the mansion started to disperse.

The squad leader, who had just been flattered by Yang Fei with more than a dozen compliments, turned around but found Yang Fei's trace to be gone.

He felt a little disappointed.

That guy was quite interesting. If they meet again, the squad leader decided to promote him as his guard.

Mosika's temporary base was in a low-brick house in the North District of Yasako City.

Despite the harsh environment, Mosika felt very pleased.

That group of damned invaders was like a horrific curse.

Now that the curse was lifted, Mosika felt completely relieved.

However, Jiang Sui's face was still very cold.

Her eyes occasionally flashed with a chilling glint, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

Mosika, feeling proud, did not care about Jiang Sui's thoughts.

The powerful enemy had been eliminated, and now the entire Yasako City was firmly in his hands.

If it weren't for wanting to keep the Demon Emperor as a backer, Mosika might have wanted to taste Jiang Sui.

This mysterious woman, when she was a barmaid, had no charm.

But once she became a special agent of the Sang Country, she immediately sparked Mosika's desire for conquest.

Conquering a powerful woman is perhaps also a vice of many men who think themselves successful.

Mosika looked at Jiang Sui's high, full chest and the long, beautiful legs above her high boots, feeling a bit aroused.

Perhaps the Demon Emperor wouldn't care about such things?

The two walked into the headquarters one after the other.

Mosika's hand quietly reached over and wrapped around Jiang Sui's soft waist.

He gave a wicked smile. "Miss Jiang Sui, I actually have a gift for you."

Jiang Sui slowly turned around, a delicate lady's pistol aiming at Moska's chest.

Her eyes were half-smiling. "Remove your filthy hand, or else..."

The dark muzzle of Jiang Sui's gun, fitted with a silencer, was intimidating.

Mosika froze, the smoldering fire inside him feeling doused by a bucket of ice water.

He gave an awkward laugh, about to say something when Jiang Sui let out a faint sigh.

"I need to thank you, I had been hesitating all this time."

"Whether to kill you, then take the genetic map and your wealth to seek refuge in the divine. You helped me decide."

As she spoke, she pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Pa!

The distinctive sound of a silenced shot was extremely faint.

The bullet hit Moska's heart.

Moska clutched his chest in pain, his mouth wide open as if to scream.

Swish!

Jiang Sui's left leg arced gracefully through the air.

The tip of her shoe, with a curved blade, precisely cut Moska's vocal cords and throat.

Moska held his throat with one hand, his voice making grating sounds.

He stared at Jiang Sui with unwillingness, stumbling backward.

In the instant Jiang Sui lifted her leg to kick,

Moska finally saw the red panties under her black dress.

That beautiful sight was the last thing Moska saw before dying.

Moska fell to the ground like a wooden log.

Jiang Sui's full, daring lips curved into a strange smile.

"Now, no one knows the secret of the gold in the General's Mansion."

At that moment, a lazy voice reached Jiang Sui's ears.

"Unfortunately, I happen to know."

Jiang Sui turned around sharply, seeing a man with a playful smile through the wooden window.

The man was dressed in a regular soldier's uniform, his eyes bright as stars.

Jiang Sui widened her eyes in disbelief.

"You... weren't you all..."

She instinctively pointed her gun at the man by the window, ready to pull the trigger.

The man chuckled.

"If I were you, with two gunners locking on me, I wouldn't shoot so recklessly."

As the man finished speaking, two men stood up from Jiang Sui's right and behind her.

Both held rifles, their dark muzzles aimed at Jiang Sui.

Jiang Sui's face turned to fear, her body slowly retreating.

"What do you want?"

The rifle-wielding Crow spoke calmly.

"We don't want much, just your life."

The other man with the rifle was Three Swords.

The door opened, and Yang Fei walked in with a smile at Jiang Sui.

"Hand over the genetic map on you, otherwise, I'll have to search you."

Jiang Sui looked at him in fear, testingly asking.

"Are you with Huaxia's Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions?"

Yang Fei didn't answer, taking her pistol.

He then thoroughly and meticulously searched Jiang Sui's body, even the most private areas.

But Yang Fei found nothing.

Three Swords pressed the barrel of his gun against Jiang Sui's head.

"Enough talk, hand over the genetic map."

Yang Fei straightened up, smiling faintly.

"You don't need to know who I am, hand over the genetic map and the money from your deal with the Demon Emperor, and I'll consider giving you a whole corpse."

Jiang Sui gritted her teeth. "What if I don't?"

Yang Fei smiled, revealing a dagger and weighing it in his hand, his smile wicked.

"Then I'll consider performing a little surgery on you."

He walked slowly toward Jiang Sui, looking at her face.

"I know you don't see yourself as a woman, so if I cut your face, you wouldn't be scared, right?"

As he spoke, the dagger's blade neared Jiang Sui's face.

The sharp dagger made Jiang Sui's hairs stand on end.

No woman doesn't care about her appearance.

Some women, when scarred, become hideous monsters and lose even the courage to live.

However, although Jiang Sui appeared terrified, her eyes remained calm, showing no sign of panic.

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