Chapter 1 Speedrun and Forced Acquisition (07)

Fu San lay in wait outside the Tianlian Gang headquarters until the sounds of the fighting gradually subsided before driving in.

Xin Que is indeed there.

Luo Huayi, whom she had turned against, and her sickly younger brother were also there.

However, a group of thugs lay around them, and Zhao Quanlong's unseeing corpse lay beside Xin Que.

Fu San reluctantly got out of the car.

[System notification: Please quickly put a warm coat on Xin Que, who is suffering from a mental breakdown, to gain her favor.]

Fu San glanced at the woman not far away who was preparing to load her pistol and staring at him expressionlessly, and his lips twitched.

"What happened here?!" Fu Sanxin steeled his heart, his face filled with shock, and he blatantly lied, "You are..."

The man had his suit jacket draped over his arm, and his face displayed a perfect blend of confusion, shock, disbelief, and sympathy.

He raised his hand to cover his mouth, his eyes wide open as he looked around, his expression complex.

After a long, silent performance, he shook his head, walked up to Xin Que with a face full of sympathy, and behaved in a very gentlemanly manner. "Miss, you must be an innocent person who was kidnapped by Zhao Quanlong..."

Fu San sighed, "The Tianlian Gang is ruthless. Are you injured?"

He looked Xin Que up and down for a while, then lied through his teeth, "Zhao Quanlong truly deserves his punishment for driving a defenseless woman to this point."

As he spoke, he shook the suit jacket in his hand and tried to drape it over Xin Que's shoulders.

Luo Huayi reacted quickly, swatting the suit jacket that was falling from mid-air aside.

As the suit fell onto the corpse on the ground, Xin Que pressed the muzzle of her gun against Fu San's forehead.

"Judging from your appearance, you're not a local either." Xin Que's gaze was sharp, as if she wanted to see through all of Fu San's secrets.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Fu San's forehead, but he still pretended to be clueless. "A local? Miss, I don't quite understand what you mean..."

"I've always been a native of the Southern District."

"Perhaps you could check my identification documents?"

Just as Fu San went to get his ID, Xin Que suddenly put away her gun, smiled at him, and said, "I was probably being too sensitive. Don't mind me, sir."

"After all, the owner of Emerald Sea Mansion made a solemn vow in my car at noon today that he was reborn and had awakened some kind of will... I have to be on my guard."

Fu San never expected that Yuan Er had planted such a huge landmine before his death.

He cursed inwardly, but showed no sign of it on his face. "Perhaps it's delusional or a mental illness? You'd better not take it seriously."

Xin Que twirled the pistol in her finger, her expression casual. "So, the South District head under Wen Kun, who inexplicably wade into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood to chat with me, the murderer who killed the West District head, doesn't seem like a normal person either."

The gun was pointed back at Fu San.

"I don't care what kind of ridiculous quests or sadomasochistic quests you're carrying around. Now, be honest with me. Can you do that?" Xin Que's voice gradually turned cold.

"Hands behind your head, squat down! Confess everything, or else..."

Fu San was startled by Xin Que's sudden and fierce aura.

He slowly raised his hands, backed away, and did his best to show that he was harmless to her. "Miss, you seem to be getting a little too agitated..."

[System notification: Target Xin Que's favorability has decreased by -999. Mission failed. Immediately execute the elimination procedure.]

Fu San: "???"

The mission failed in less than three minutes since we met?!

Whose romance character's affection level drops so quickly?!

"Wait!" Fu San tried to bargain with the system. "I want to appeal that there's something wrong with this task!!! Xin Que is completely unreasonable!!!"

[System notification: Useless trash! You exposed our existence without saying a word. Should we keep you alive for the holidays?]

Fu San: "!!!"

"Damn system, you stupid task, I curse your ancestors—" Fu San couldn't find a way to stop the annihilation, and finally broke down completely.

[System notification: Highly sensitive words detected in the last words; all points deducted.]

Xin Que and the other two stared blankly at Fu San, their expressions shifting from shock to fury. Finally, their eyes rolled back, and they died on the spot.

Fu San's body fell to the ground with a "thud!"

[Ding!]

A small string of information that only she could see appeared before Xin Que's eyes.

[Miss Xin Que has been detected to meet the requirements for binding with the system that allows you to achieve your dreams and have everything go smoothly... no, the super-rich... no, the strategy... uh, anyway, the system that makes your wishes come true!]

Would you like to form a contract with the system?

Cheng Zheng suddenly looked at Xin Que beside him, gritting his teeth.

Xin Que "..."

She actually really enjoys the idiots who come up to her and blow up their trucks.

No, he's a great philanthropist.

The system's mechanical voice was still chattering in Xin Que's ears when Cheng Zheng swiftly and forcefully pulled it out of her consciousness channel.

Does this auxiliary system just sit there doing nothing?!

They've managed to poach people from here?!

【Wait a moment----】

Before the system could even react to what had pulled it out of Xin Que's consciousness channel, it was terrified by the Ox-Head and Horse-Face that appeared out of nowhere in front of it with dark faces.

It has always kept a low profile, so how could it suddenly alarm the world's regulatory authorities?

“Your world has been riddled with holes,” Xin Que gestured for Cheng Zheng to toss the data link to Ox-Head and Horse-Face, “And remember to ask King Biancheng to give me a raise when we get back.”

system【? ? ? 】

The mechanical voice from the data link was utterly shocked: "You're not from this world either? Wait a minute, I scanned you; your identity is clearly that of a native..."

With expressions of utter despair from working overtime, Ox-Head and Horse-Face locked the data link securely, waved to Xin Que, and walked back into the air. "Okay, we'll pass on Consultant Xin's message when we get back."

The system [Advisor? She's the advisor who works with you?]

The next second, the system's mechanical voice broke through the defenses almost distorted, [Entrapment!!! I want to complain about your world-class entrapment!!!]

...

King Biancheng only worked overtime for a short while before glancing at Xin Que's task progress.

It's already exploded.

The female ghost in the City of the Wrongfully Dead, who shared the same name as Xin Que, was purified on the spot after witnessing Xin Que fight her way out of the Wen family, dragging the half-dead Wen Kun from the North District to the West District, slaughtering those beasts in the West District, and then fighting her way through the South District from the West District.

She even took a fast car to the First Palace.

King Biancheng: "..."

Wait a minute, isn't Wen Kun's biggest target still unresolved?

A message notification popped up on the Book of Life and Death in Biancheng King's hand.

Xin Que ruthlessly drained Wen Kun's life force, causing Wen Kun's assets in the real world to decline almost in sync with Xin Que's actions of transferring his assets.

In other words—

Wen Kun leisurely spent a Saturday and Sunday at the manor, and of the four major districts—east, west, south, and north—only the east district remained.

He was just one step away from becoming a commander without troops.

King Biancheng: "!!!"

King Biancheng's lips twitched as he took another look at the movable and immovable assets of Wen Kun that his subordinates had helped Xin Que transfer and liquidate.

Wen Kun was just one step away from going bankrupt and becoming a penniless pauper.