First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!-Chapter 812: Go Quickly, Hurry Up, Don’t Let Him Die So Comfortably
Fourth rank? God Ascension? Dignity?
I'll hang you directly, not only ending your life but also insulting your pride!
A worthless idiot who loves to show off can only enjoy this kind of treatment.
Chou Zixiu, with all his meridians shattered, his soul platform dim, and his Dao foundation cracked, was pinned to the ground by several investigators, spitting blood as he glared at Lu Ding.
"Lu... Lu Ding... if you have the guts, kill me with your own hands!!"
"I am, after all, a fourth-rank imperial official of Great Jing! How dare you insult me like this!!"
Lu Ding didn't turn his head. He raised his hand, and the Way of the Jinche surged out, running wild and chaotic. In an instant, Chou Zixiu's accompanying official was disassembled into his component parts.
The manipulation of Spiritual Energy stirred up black smoke, as if lightly tinting the scene with ink, waiting for the embellishment of fresh blood.
Following the trail left by the Way of the Jinche, it cut through the ink-stained background, leaving a blank space.
Spurting blood filled that blank space.
A gradient of red and black, alternating, overlapping, interwoven.
Lu Ding slightly turned his head, casting a sidelong glance at Chou Zixiu from the corner of his eye. "You don't even have the qualification to die by my hand."
Humiliation!!!
Chou Zixiu could accept dying openly and honorably. From the moment he became an official until today, he had been prepared for that every single moment.
But he could not accept dying in humiliation.
He could not accept himself, a fourth-rank imperial official of Great Jing, being publicly hanged on the city gate tower.
This would bring shame upon the pride of his entire life!
Now...
Lu Ding had even killed his accompanying official, yet told him he wasn't qualified to die by Lu Ding's hand.
Chou Zixiu's eyes nearly burst with rage.
As if experiencing a final surge of vitality, he shouted with his voice and resentment at maximum volume, "Lu Ding!!!!"
Fury attacked his heart, aggravating the severe, life-threatening injuries Lu Ding had already inflicted upon him.
A mouthful of blood sprayed out.
Chou Zixiu's body went limp, collapsing powerlessly.
His vision gradually blurred.
"Finally... I won't die in humiliation on the city gate tower..."
The next second.
Fu Xinghe stuffed a pill into Chou Zixiu's mouth. While it couldn't save his life, it could keep him hanging on by a thread, preventing immediate death.
"Hurry up, make the most of the time. Don't let him die so comfortably."
Chou Zixiu felt a warm current flow through his body.
His vision, which had already grown blurry, instantly cleared up a bit.
Fuck!!!
He wanted to pass out but couldn't.
Chou Zixiu glared furiously at Fu Xinghe—damn it, didn't recognize him—then looked at Lu Ding and shouted, "Lu Ding, you deserve to die!!!"
Two investigators grabbed his legs and dragged him out, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.
His verbal attacks left Lu Ding utterly unaffected, even wanting to laugh.
Lu Ding flew over and landed on the main seat Chou Zixiu had occupied earlier, looking at the fresh fruits scattered about.
Lu Ding picked up a yellow fruit, about the size of an egg, extremely tempting and emitting a fragrant aroma. He peeled it.
He took a bite. The juice exploded.
The taste was incredible.
He had thought it was a loquat.
But not only did it have no pit, its taste was far superior to a loquat.
He picked up another one and continued peeling.
The atmosphere in the room was quiet, not a single sound.
The Laicheng County Magistrate watched Lu Ding peeling the fruit, his face growing paler and paler.
In his daze, he even saw Lu Ding not peeling the fruit, but peeling *his* skin.
The Laicheng County Magistrate instantly knelt down.
"Lu... Lord Lu... this lowly official is just an ordinary county magistrate. I beg you, spare me."
"It has nothing to do with me."
"Everything, everything was Chou Zixiu. He came from the Royal Capital. An official rank one level higher can crush a person. This lowly official didn't dare to disobey, Lord Lu."
Lu Ding's peeling action paused slightly. He frowned. "You're too noisy."
Instantly, an investigator stepped forward.
He reached out, grabbed the back of the Laicheng County Magistrate's neck, and applied force!!
"Ah!!!!"
The man screamed.
The moment his mouth opened, a cold glint flashed. A bloody, severed tongue flew out and landed on the ground, covered in dust.
From the precarious, broken roof above, light shone down through gaps in the shattered tiles, perfectly illuminating this half-length tongue stained with dust.
Although the professional competence of many 749 Bureau investigators is up to standard, there are also plenty of seasoned veterans among them who like to skirt the edges.
Moreover, the eight hundred investigators who followed Lu Ding this time were all elite soldiers and strong generals, drawn from various departments of the 749 Bureau.
Among them, those with ruthless methods and stubborn, biased ideologies were more than just one or two.
It's just that normally, they hold the 749 Bureau's rice bowl, enjoying its benefits and treatment while also willingly submitting to the bureau's rules and restraints.
Now they're not even in Great Han anymore.
And they've ended up with a leader like Lu Ding.
They absolutely must perform to their full potential.
The Laicheng County Magistrate covered his mouth, enduring the pain, kneeling on the ground and trembling.
Lu Ding looked at the middle-aged investigator with sunken cheeks, whose eyelids had been drooping from the start of the journey until now, but whose eyes were now gleaming with sharp intensity. "You're the one with the best sense of timing."
"What's your name?"
The man sheathed the gleaming, cold short knife at his waist, saluted, and said, "Reporting to Grand Duke Lu, my name is Xing Xing. I'm thirty-five years old, at the Five Restrictions Middle Stage. I'm from the Ninth Department of Penal Affairs at the 749 Bureau Director-General's office. I took over my father's position!"
A true child of the system.
Penal Affairs is a department with mental stress levels maxed out, housing only the most heinous criminals and monsters.
Who would have thought there could be such a talent there.
Not bad!
Just perfect, as the White Ridge area isn't systematic and standardized enough in this regard yet.
"Xing Xing, carrying out punishments... a good name. I'll remember you. Here."
As Lu Ding spoke, he tossed over a fruit he had wiped clean.
Xing Xing caught it in one hand. "Thank you, Grand Duke Lu."
At that moment.
At the shattered main gate of the Laicheng County Office, several teams of investigators returned here simultaneously.
The people they had just captured were all from the list provided by Huang Dong, the director of the Liangcheng 749 Bureau branch.
Because these people weren't high-level enough, Lu Ding hadn't gone personally.
Instead, he had assigned the accompanying investigators.
Groups of Fourth Restriction and Fifth Restriction cultivators couldn't handle a few local thugs?
These investigators who had volunteered for the tasks all thought they would be the first to complete their mission and return.
Who would have thought the others weren't slow either!
Although they were all in Hanjing, Hanjing's foundational base was simply too large. Even if they were geniuses, even if they were gold, in Hanjing, and in the Hanjing 749 Bureau Director-General's office, they were still just bricks and tiles within that magnificent splendor.
Previously unacquainted with each other, they now looked at their colleagues present with a heightened sense of seriousness.
Entering through the County Office gate.
"Reporting! Qu Yuquan and his twenty-seven subordinates who bring disaster have all been captured and brought back!"
"Reporting! Shen Leshan and his forty-two subordinates who bring disaster have all been captured and brought back!"
"Reporting! Qin Luan and his nineteen subordinates who bring disaster have all been captured and brought back!!!"
"Reporting........"
