When Mo Yang walked out of the Ninth Military District Research Institute, the snowflakes were already swirling in the air. He adjusted his coat and pondered where he should go to relax his mind.
It was somewhat absurd that this city, where he was born and raised, was filled with his memories. Yet, he had ended up homeless after all these years. He quietly walked along the wide and smooth road, eventually taking out his phone to search for news on the internet.
Just as he was about to open a search website, he noticed the green conversation icon. He hesitated for a moment and clicked on it, finding that among the only three contacts he had, one person’s messages had reached 99+.
In the end, Mo Yang still clicked on that person’s profile and saw the relentless messages from his childhood friend.
[Mo Yang, where are you? Did you really shoot people in your company?!]
[Do you have to be so impulsive? Couldn’t you hire a hitman to do it?! Murdering with your own hands?]
[I told you that you should have □□, but you actually went to find that person surnamed Qi?! Are you afraid of being wanted by the police?]
[They have indeed started to hunt you down. I don’t know if our messages will be traced, but you better run away as soon as possible. It’s best to flee abroad. With your abilities, there’s no place you can’t live a good life.]
[Also, I’ve hidden ten gold bars in our secret base. If you need money, go there and dig them out. Brother, I can only help you this far for now. Once this matter blows over, I’ll find my grandfather to clear your name.]
[You damn kid, you’ve been missing for a month. Are you dead or alive? Can you at least respond to me?]
[Based on the latest information I’ve obtained, your situation is quite serious and has caught the attention of the higher-ups. I think there might be a re-investigation of uncle’s case.]
[However, that person surnamed Qi definitely has connections as well. So far, no investigation team has been established. Damn it, this situation is really disgusting. You better hide outside for now. If I have any updates, I’ll let you know!]
Mo Yang carefully read through the hundreds of messages from beginning to end. Most of them were nonsense, with only a few revealing important information.
Mo Yang felt much better after reading them. Tang Mian was still as talkative and unable to get to the point, but only this childhood friend of his would continue to keep in touch and care about him, even after he had become a wanted murderer.
After some thought, Mo Yang finally placed his finger on the screen and replied to a message.
[Tang Mian, stop chasing after pretty girls recently. Just stay in your luxurious villa, play games, or practice your martial arts. I’m fine, no need to worry.]
Mo Yang then put away his phone without looking at any other related messages. He decided to go to the secret base and dig out the gold bars that belonged to him.
Hopefully, the gold bars were still there. Tang Mian was always lacking in intelligence, daring to bury the gold bars in the secret base. Although their secret base had always been secure, who knew when it would be discovered?
There was no absolute secret base in this world. Time was the most effective key to unlocking it.
Mo Yang hailed a taxi and said: “Go to Ziwei Mountain.”
The taxi driver paused for a moment when he heard the destination.
“Sir, it’s snowing now, and the road to Ziwei Mountain is not easy to drive on.”
Mo Yang didn’t even furrow his brows.
“It’s fine to drive slowly. I’ll give you an extra hundred bucks.”
“Haha, handsome guy, you must be successful in your career! Don’t worry, I’m skilled at driving. I’ll make sure to drive fast and steady. Please get in!”
Mo Yang got into the taxi and closed his eyes to rest.
He currently had a Level 1 Disguise Card and a Level 1 Invisibility Cloak Card. He also had a Level 2 Invisibility Cloak Card that he specifically purchased, as well as a Level 3 Tang Knife Card that could instantly transform into a physical weapon.
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Song Kefeng casually wore a leather jacket and jeans, with his hair in a mess resembling a bird’s nest.
His current state seemed even gloomier than three days ago, but the gleam in his eyes had become sharper, astonishingly bright. Despite only getting three hours of sleep per day for a consecutive week, there was not a trace of fatigue in him.
Zhang Zhi and the others in the police team couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of respect and pride whenever they saw Song Kefeng in such a condition.
This was their Squad Leader Song! The most formidable police officer in all of Beijing, no, in the entire country!
“Seeking death? Ji Qingyang going there is not about seeking death. He is confident and fearless,” Song Kefeng said, still holding his eternal cigarette, as he looked at the snowflakes swirling outside the window.
He continued: “He’s quite arrogant. Even before becoming a weird martial arts expert or an exceptional runner, he believed he was handsome and intelligent, and that everyone should be his plaything.”
“That’s why he kills without hesitation and without any guilt. Three days ago, he was seriously injured at the cafe. At least at that time, he didn’t expect us to find him so quickly. He showed a look of shock and fear, and exposed some of his secrets. Normal people, how could they suddenly run so fast?”
“Normally, a fugitive, after sustaining serious injuries, would lay low for a while and then think of other ways to escape. But is Ji Qingyang a normal person? No, he’s not. He doesn’t even qualify as a human being!”
“The more dangerous a place is, the safer it is in his mind. That’s one of his beliefs. And if he happens to capture a hostage with incredible luck at Ziwei Mountain, and that hostage happens to be someone from Ziwei Bieyuan, what do you think he would do?”
Zhang Zhi took a deep breath. “He can’t be that unlucky, can he?”
Song Kefeng exhaled a puff of smoke. “Heh, who knows? Such damn luck.”
On Ziwei Mountain.
Ji Qingyang walked in one direction with a sinister expression on his face.
His body was still extremely weak. Even though he had removed the two bullets that had pierced his left shoulder and right leg three days ago, and his injuries had been treated, he had paid a great price for it.
Originally, in the dream world, the Dream Coins he obtained from growing tomatoes would allow him to earn 3,000 Dream Coins every two days. That would be more than enough for him to buy some top-tier Red Cards for his escape.
He had even taken pride in it, believing that no matter where he was or what he did, he would always be the exceptional and outstanding one.
However, the injury he sustained three days ago had poured cold water on his plans.
His savings of 5,800 Dream Coins could only afford him a single Level 1 Severe Injury Treatment Card.
But his injuries at the time required at least two Severe Injury Treatment Cards. So, he willingly entered into a contract with his guide, 110, exchanging his spiritual power and life force for it.
He sold off his spiritual power and life force.
They called it a voluntary transaction, but how could a contract signed under those circumstances truly be voluntary?! Moreover, Ji Qingyang wasn’t a brainless fool like Song Aotian. Even if his guide, 110, insisted that it was a mutually beneficial deal, he didn’t believe it for a second.
As a murderer with numerous homicides on his hands, he understood the importance of life. And in the dream world, spiritual power surpassed life force. Only someone with a malfunctioning brain would consider selling their spiritual life force a good thing. But he had no other choice.
If he didn’t sign the contract, he wouldn’t be able to buy a second Severe Injury Treatment Card. That would significantly increase the chances of him getting caught. He absolutely believed that if he ever encountered that madman of a policeman, Song Kefeng, again, he would unhesitatingly pull out his gun and shoot him dead.
Therefore, he had no other choice.
Although he had recovered from his injuries, his body was constantly weakened due to the frequent sale of spiritual power and life force. He stopped and took a breath, looking at the increasingly violent snowstorm, a fierce grin appearing on his face.
He had been forced into a corner. Song Kefeng was like an extremely vicious watchdog, relentlessly pursuing him, making him too afraid to enter the dream world carelessly. He despised this feeling of being constantly on the run, so he would fight back.
He would make that damn watchdog, Song Kefeng, understand that he had provoked someone he shouldn’t have, and he would make everyone who wanted to capture him know the excruciating price they had to pay.
Ji Qingyang continued walking upwards, and soon he saw a patch of withered shrubs in his line of sight. Behind the shrubs, there was a dark entrance to a cave, partially concealed.
“Who would have known that this would lead directly to the back mountain of Ziwei Manor?”
“This is a ‘secret base,’ after all.”
Ji Qingyang pushed aside the shrubs and walked towards the cave. He decided to rest there for a good half day before sneaking into Ziwei Manor tonight and setting a night fire that even the heavy snow couldn’t extinguish.
The black Level 3 Card in his pocket was quite valuable.
The blizzard quickly covered his footprints.
An hour after Ji Qingyang entered the cave, and fifteen minutes after Song Kefeng and his group arrived at the foot of Ziwei Mountain, Mo Yang instructed the taxi driver to stop at a designated location.
After paying the fare and watching the taxi drive away, Mo Yang looked up at the mountain he was familiar with since childhood, a place he would visit with Tang Mian every one or two months.
After observing for a while, he took a deep breath and started climbing. Hopefully, no one would be climbing in this weather, and he hoped there were no strange wild beasts in the cave.
Fifteen minutes later, Song Kefeng squinted his eyes and smoked as he looked at the partially covered footprints in the snow.
Without any hesitation, he waved his hand and said: “The others continue exploring from different directions. Remember, once Ji Qingyang is found, eliminate him. If you come across any suspicious individuals, don’t say anything and immediately capture them with anesthesia. This is our last chance. If Ji Qingyang escapes again this time, we might as well resign and jump off a building together. Got it?!”
All the armed police officers, fully prepared, followed orders and began searching the mountain along the planned route.
On the other hand, Song Kefeng had already started following the newly appeared footprints, heading up the mountain.
Zhang Zhi, his disciple, naturally followed his master.
“Master, why are you following these footprints? Are they Ji Qingyang’s footprints?”
Song Kefeng glanced at him and said: “No.” Ji Qingyang should have arrived here earlier.
“Why are you following these footprints, Master? What if this person suddenly felt like climbing the mountain to see the snowscape? Wouldn’t we miss the best opportunity to find Ji Qingyang?”
Song Kefeng didn’t say anything and increased his climbing speed. After a while, he spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth, then bent down to pick it up and put it in his pocket, saying: “No particular reason.”
“Just intuition.”
Zhang Zhi: “…There it is. Master’s intuition, which rivals the black technology of the police station!”
“Master, when will I be able to develop such intuition? It’s like the ultimate cheat code for catching criminals!”
Song Kefeng chuckled: “Wait another hundred years. This talent was developed through countless pursuits and life-and-death battles on the battlefield. Don’t harbor any delusions, you delicate flower in the greenhouse.”
Zhang Zhi pouted, about to say something more when he suddenly saw Song Kefeng make a gesture for silence. He immediately became alert.
In that instant, Mo Yang, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped and frowned, looking downward.
There was no one within a hundred meters below.
However, the subtle sense of urgency and tension from the fugitive period transmitted to his brain.
Mo Yang pursed his lips and directly took out the Level 2 Invisibility Cloak Card, slapping it onto himself. In an extremely short time, his figure disappeared into the roaring snowstorm.
“…It couldn’t be that unlucky, right?” muttered the invisible CEO Mo as he walked: “It feels like that old dog, Song Kefeng, has caught up to me again.”
“Yeah, that guy is supposed to be chasing Ji Qingyang, the murderer. What is he doing in Ziwei Mountain?”
“Could it be that Ji Qingyang came to Ziwei Mountain? It’s guarded by the military here. Is he that impatient to die?”
After muttering a few more words, Mo Yang suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, his face turning unpleasant. “Could that guy… he’s simply a lunatic!”
As the first person to discover the secret base, he certainly knew that there was a passage in the cave that directly led to the back mountain of Ziwei Manor. It would take at most thirty minutes to reach the residential area of Ziwei Manor from the back mountain.
Just imagine what would happen when a desperate killer, chased like a dog, entered a highly valuable and rare flock of sheep. Mo Yang couldn’t help but feel anxious for Song Kefeng and the people in Ziwei Manor.
But the location of that secret base is extremely concealed, and he and Tang Mian have treated it as their secret base for at least six years. How could Ji Qingyang discover it?
What’s even stranger is that he found it, but why isn’t he doing anything? There are many valuable things in there, brought in by Tang Mian and him, worth quite a lot of money.
Mo Yang, with doubts in his mind, arrived at the cave hidden behind the shrubs and dense forest in Ziwei Mountain.
He immediately noticed the disturbed traces of the shrubs. Mo Yang ensured that someone was following behind him, most likely Song Kefeng, that police dog. So there was no need for him to meet Ji Qingyang in the cave at this moment.
It would be perfect if Song Kefeng and Ji Qingyang clashed and ended up mutually wounded, and then he could appear. It would be an absolutely perfect scenario.
Therefore, when Mo Yang reached a certain point, he found a secluded corner in the cave where he could quietly squat down and observe what was happening ahead. After all, his Level 2 Invisibility Cloak Card had a duration of two hours, so he could definitely afford to wait.
From his vantage point, he could see Ji Qingyang sitting on Tang Mian’s favorite lazy sofa, having turned on the generator and electric heater, comfortably sipping his precious coffee.
Just by looking at his relaxed and leisurely demeanor, it was evident that this person had been here before.
Damn it, this guy must have treated their secret base as his own secret base. And he’s the kind of person who only enjoys without working. He must have felt a great sense of satisfaction as he gradually accumulated things in the cave!
Why didn’t Song Kefeng just shoot this guy back then?!
As Mo Yang was thinking like this, he suddenly heard faint footsteps. He quickly held his breath and focused.
Following Mo Yang’s footprints, Song Kefeng arrived at the cave. Even he had never imagined that there would be such a hidden place deep in a certain dense forest of Ziwei Mountain.
He slowed down his breathing but quickened his pace. He was certain that his target must be here.
The moment Song Kefeng stepped into the cave, Ji Qingyang, who was still drinking coffee, immediately changed his expression.
A mechanical voice with a chilling tone sounded in his ear:
[Host, please be alert. First dangerous target approaching rapidly!]
In an instant, upon hearing the alert, Ji Qingyang fiercely threw his coffee cup towards the entrance of the cave and then rolled on the ground.
Bang!
Song Kefeng’s bullet accurately pierced through the back of the sofa chair where Ji Qingyang had been sitting.
Mo Yang: “…” Damn it, Old Dog Song! That was the reclining sofa I bought with my own money!!!
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MC’s commentary is so funny xD
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It seems that the world wants Mo Yang to never rest in peace. He just wanted to get gold bars, but got stuck in the middle of a dog-chasing-dog drama ಥ‿ಥ
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I thought he would be surprised at Song Kefeng’s shooting accuracy, but it was the sofa..
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