Starting Cultivation in Wasteland-Chapter 667 - 537: Slaughter Without End

These days, Tani went home every day, feeling quite anxious, fearing that the Panda gang might kill him.

But there was no choice, he had to go home; those three sisters made too much trouble.

Only those who've tasted the benefits of those three sisters know how wonderful it is. The key is... not one can be missing!

Of course, there were family reasons, but there were also career reasons—the Customs Enforcement Division advised him to go home every day!

The purpose of the advice was actually just to test the opponent's reaction—he indeed never cursed the Panda.

Tani was very resistant to this official task, but did he have a choice?

Although he was trying his best to defend himself, his situation in the Customs Enforcement Division was never good.

Even if colleagues understood him, the higher-ups got mad, thinking his strong defense was dividing the Customs Enforcement Division.

Anyway, whether for public or personal reasons, he had to go home, without any choice.

Tonight was no different. After going home, he drank with his family, celebrating his own survival.

No way around it, that's how life is for Customs Enforcement members; there's no tomorrow guaranteed.

Even if the Panda didn't show up, customs enforcement work itself is considered a high-risk job.

Tani was the only Awakened in the family; the others at most were Modified Warriors.

It's not that he's reluctant to cultivate them—he had spent a lot of money—but they just couldn't be cultivated.

Anyway, his safety... including his mood, were the most important things to the family.

After eating and drinking, he snuggled with the three sisters and went to sleep, "Not in a good mood today, they're not going back to sleep."

The two younger brothers forced a smile, indicating it didn't matter, "Keeping our brother company is the big matter of this family."

On the two-meter by two-meter bed indoors, there was nonstop heavy breathing; outdoors on the spacious street, the cold wind howled.

Tani felt this was the most wonderful melody in life...

Until he was woken by the howling cold wind.

Opening his eyes, he found himself in complete darkness, and the howling cold wind was right in his ears.

Wait, why was there also bone-chilling cold?

This dream was a bit too real...

Since advancing to C-level, Tani hadn't felt such cold.

Even during those emergency ejections into space during customs operations, it wasn't this cold; he had a spacesuit and Inner Breath.

Wait, Inner Breath? Damn... something's not right.

He completely couldn't feel his Inner Breath.

He took a deep breath, inhaled the piercing cold air!

Understood, this wasn't a dream but reality—his Cultivation Level was confined, hence the feeling.

He tried moving his hands and feet, finding himself tied up, making it even clearer—"Panda?"

"Smart guy," a light laugh sounded by his ear, then a flicker of firelight lit up the face behind it—who else could it be but Panda?

Qu Jianlei lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, "Tani, it's rare that you're willing to defend me."

"I… I was just defending myself," Tani hesitated for a moment, then squared his mind.

"I clearly never colluded with you; as for you not attacking me, it's because you haven't finished killing those you should!"

Qu Jianlei wanted to ask, so do you think I've finished killing those who need to be killed now?

But considering the other side's straightforwardness, he couldn't be bothered with nonsense, "Want to live?"

"Yes," Tani answered without hesitation, pausing before adding, "Really want to... but I won't betray my colleagues."

As he said that, his body tensed involuntarily, clearly preparing to take the last blow of his life.

Qu Jianlei couldn't help but shake his head, this guy… his strengths and weaknesses were equally noticeable.

"I don't have a habit of senseless killing as long as you honestly tell me why the Customs Enforcement Division's attitude changed today…"

"You don't senselessly kill?" Tani looked in surprise at the flickering cigarette butt, "Then the whole Desis family was…"

"That was the work of the scavengers," Qu Jianlei interrupted him without hesitation.

"Bida bribed the scavengers to kill his whole family, to frame me... if you don't understand, just pretend you didn't hear it."

"What?" Tani opened his mouth wide in shock, seemingly unable to accept this explanation.

After a long time, he gave a bitter smile, "So it was the scavengers… really no reasoning with that."

Qu Jianlei cast him a weird glance, "The way you say that is strange, did you guys plan to reason with me back then?"

"If you didn't plan to reason, don't blame others for not doing so… So, are you going to talk or not?"

"I'll talk," Tani replied with a bitter smile, "Actually, there's nothing rare, just my family's Supreme got scared…"

He truly dared to speak, for things were already like this, could anything be worse than now?

Though he wasn't well-regarded, with more than half of the B-level losses in the Customs Enforcement Division, he was fortunate enough to attend meetings.

Maybe letting him attend meetings was just to conveniently pass messages to the Panda—who can say for sure?

Anyway, if the division's opinion was tough, they could just have him "overtime" in the Customs Enforcement Division for a while, out of sight.

Tani was aware of this, but what could he do?

Rebel? That wasn't even worth considering.

Because he was filled with resentment, he revealed the details of the meeting completely.

Qu Jianlei listened silently, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "Still planning to settle scores later? Heh... truly courageous."

"Lord Panda, this has nothing to do with me," Tani couldn't help it.

At this moment, he no longer cared that the other was just a Modified Warrior, whether this title was appropriate, "I was just present."

"My stance has always been consistent, I never intended to go against you... I am just a small figure with no choice."

"Alright, no need to say more," Qu Jianlei waved his hand, speaking lightly, "I know you're a small figure, no need to emphasize that."

This... can you consider my self-esteem? Tani helplessly pursed his lips.

"Alright, you can go now," a flash of a blade in the darkness, and the rope binding his hands was cut.

The cold blade was pressed close to his skin, yet it caused no harm; the skill and speed were intimidating.

"You know what to say when you go back, right?"

Tani thought for a moment, probing tentatively, "Keep silent?"

"Just don't embellish it," in a flash, Qu Jianlei had disappeared into the night.

Tani slowly sat up, reached out to untie the rope around his feet, and stood up to take a look.

It was then he realized that this place was less than five hundred meters from his home.

Not far away, there was an inconspicuous broken streetlight, creating an unnoticed dark corner.

He shook his head and sighed lightly, "Is this... a way of saying they can wipe out the family at any time?"

After learning of the Customs Enforcement Division's intentions, Qu Jianlei felt at ease for the moment.

If they plan to settle scores later, he's not very concerned—can't people have dreams anymore?

As long as he enhances his cultivation level fast enough, they'll never have the chance.

However, there's an A-level deputy in the Customs Enforcement Division who holds significant animosity toward him, this guy needs dealing with.

Now it seems, his enemies are only the Cyan Blade Commerce Association and some in the military.

Qu Jianlei took stock and realized not all the association's people had gathered in the park.

The list in his hand was provided by multiple sources, and Xiao Hu had verified it, no issues found.

Those who haven't gathered likely think their identities are concealed and don't wish to expose themselves.

"Then just keep killing," Qu Jianlei muttered softly, "one B-level, two C-level... quite bold."

When dawn broke, Amestina received new information: three more of their contact points were eliminated yesterday.

There were more than just three secret association contact points, but she pondered briefly and understood.

"The contact points not attacked have no Superpower Warriors... at least they understand some dignity."

She said it was okay, but her face was frighteningly grim.

Someone nearby spoke up, "Lord, with selective attacks now, will it escalate to indiscriminate attacks next?"

Amestina remained silent, then asked after a while, "To completely destroy our base here, do they have the guts?"

No one answered this, but everyone felt a bit skeptical.

Things have already reached a life-or-death stalemate; can one still hope the other side will show mercy?

Someone muttered softly, "Back then, the target we acted against was Panda, and even he was just a Modified Warrior."

"Who?" Amestina slightly furrowed her brows, locking eyes with a B-level Warrior, the very one skilled in medicine.

She spoke with a darkened face, "Are you tired of living?"

Initially targeting the Modified Warrior was to avoid escalating matters; eradicating the opponent's Modified Warrior was uprooting them completely.

If you can't even grasp this, how dare you speak?

Yet this person answered stubbornly, "The one initiating against Panda was Desis, a B-level Warrior!"

Many members of the Cyan Blade Commerce Association are quite brave, and outside of battle, they feel justified and dare to stand up to superiors.

Amestina blinked twice yet wasn't angry.

"Is it that you think your life is short-lived, so you act recklessly?"

Upon these words, the surroundings became even quieter, yet judging by their looks, agreement was apparent.

Amestina snorted coldly, "By now you haven't realized? Panda can't possibly be just a Modified Warrior!"

This statement still elicited little response, quite clear that the association people were feeling dispirited.

They're not afraid of desperation; even assassinating officials and military leaders wouldn't faze them.

But the enemy hides in the shadows, striking like a venomous snake from time to time, continuously targeting their members, the feeling was terrible.

They can't even find a target to fight against, only experiencing suffocation bit by bit, truly despairing.

Amestina thought for a moment and made a decision.

"Inform all contact points, temporarily abandon holding positions, and seek reliable places for rest."

In the end, she didn't have everyone hide in the villa.

The villa was spacious enough, but if people were truly gathered here, all the association's arrangements on Star No. 4 would be exposed.

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