Fifteen years ago, Night Spirit, a super influence in the Dark World, crossed over to the Zhongzhou State, with two experts in the Invincible Realm leading 3,000 elites to invade the border. After a bloody war, Tianling, one of the two Invincible Realm experts in the Night Spirit, was killed by the Human Emperor, and the other Invincible Realm expert Tian Xin fled with serious injuries.

3,000 elites of the Night Spirit and nearly 10,000 foreign mercenaries were encircled and annihilated by the Border Praetorian Corps, no exception!

12 years ago, a terrorist group in Beijiang, codenamed Turk, which was a well-trained and powerful army, massed troops along the border and was ready to attack. 2,000 elites of the Border Praetorian Corps carried out a surprise attack on the headquarters of Turk. The fierce fighting lasted for 36 hours, and about 50,000 armed forces of the Turk lost their lives, including 20,000 captives!

Nine years ago, a clash broke out on the border between the Zhongzhou State and the Heng State. In less than 12 hours, 2,000 elites of the Border Praetorian Corps rode into the Heng State, and marched 400 kilometers within 72 hours, causing guns to boom and blood to flow.

Five years ago, a super Mercenary Group named Blooded Blade in the Dark World took on a mysterious commission, but before they dispatched troops to the Zhongzhou State, 3,000 elites of the Border Praetorian Corps had secretly infiltrated their base. As a result, 30,000 mercenaries, whether resisting or surrendering, were massacred.

In recent two decades, there was much singing and dancing within the Zhongzhou State, whereas the Border Praetorian Corps had been fighting with different forces in the Dark World, such as the super forces, Mercenary Groups, killer groups, terrorist groups, and even some unknown armed forces.

Anyway, the Border Control Corps was never short of enemies.

It was the most exclusive and cold-blooded super-large combat corps in the Zhongzhou State.

It was because of what their Commander had said when he took office 20 years ago, which was still widely circulated all over the Dark World, and even derived countless versions. All in all, it could be regarded as a famous saying in the Dark World.

“All my enemies are to be dead!”

That was what he said as well as what he did.

In the countless battles that the Border Praetorian Corps did throughout two decades, their Commander charged at the head. He ordered the enemy to be put to death whether they resisted or surrendered.

Where the Border Control Corps passed, the rest were either dead or their people!

Over the years, the enemies killed by the Border Control Corps were beyond counting. Endless blood and bones not only cast the prestige of the Border Control Corps of 550,000 soldiers but also made the title of a man, who had not reached the Invincible Realm, even more famous than many of Invincible Realm experts.

He was one of the four Gods in the Zhongzhou State, God of Massacre Dongcheng Wudi!

He was a member of the Zhongzhou State’s Decision Making Committee, one of the only three Marshals in the military today.

Tan Qinghua, Zhuang Huayang, and even Ning Qiancheng didn’t expect Dongcheng Wudi to be here.

With such a domineering appearance, it was clear that Dongcheng Wudi did not intend to show any respect to the Zhong family and the Tan family. The General of the Zhongzhou State Army, the Deputy Commander of the Eastern Theater of Operations, was now being held by the neck in the air. This was probably the most striking scene that most people had ever seen in their lives.

The corners of Zhuang Huayang’s mouth twitched a little. “I heard that Dongcheng Wudi was arrogant, domineering, bloodthirsty and very protective of his people. Now it seems that the rumors are true, even conservative,” he thought.

“Marshal?”

Ning Qiancheng finally realized what was going on, and rushed to Dongcheng Wudi, his eyes wild, his body trembling with excitement.

Dongcheng Wudi looked at Ning Qiancheng and nodded with a smile on his face.

He was about 50 with greying temples. In a military uniform, he radiated an undescribable momentum. He looked plain, but his eyes had an unspeakable wildness and fierceness, like an eagle in the sky ready to pounce on its prey. In addition, his every move seemed to carry a bold aura of killing, which was a thrilling deterrent.

“You killed his son?”

Dongcheng Wudi asked, looking at Ning Qiancheng and smiling. He had a deep and magnetic voice, and every word he said seemed to own the power to draw others’ attention.

“Tan Xilai asked me to have a life-and-death battle with him. In the end, he lost, and I own.”

Ning Qiancheng replied in a calm tone and straightened up subconsciously.

“Good job.”

Dongcheng Wudi said casually, his hand grabbing Tan Qinghua’s neck tightened. Squinting at the Deputy Commander, who was one level below him in rank, he nonchalantly asked, “Is there anything you want to say?”

Tan Qinghua was purple-faced, and his feet were struggling subconsciously in the air, but his eyes that stared at Dongcheng Wudi was burning with extreme anger.

“What do you mean… Marshal?”

It was more and more difficult for Tan Qinghua to breath. He grasped Dongcheng Wudi’s hand and managed to utter a few words from his throat.

Before Dongcheng Wudi could answer, a furious roar suddenly sounded, “Let go of our Commander!”

Raging Fire, who had just been shaken by the sword Qi, had just risen from the ground and got incensed by what he saw. He ran at Dongcheng Wudi without thinking.

His enemy was the God of Massacre Dongcheng Wudi.

What kind of person was he?

His bloodlust was famous throughout the Dark World, and he was known for his ruthlessness, both internally and externally. Over the past two decades, he had been impeached by a number of senior officials, but this Marshal with brilliant achievements in the war had been in his current position securely.

It would not be surprising if such a ruthless man killed the Deputy Commander Tan Qinghua today. No one doubted Dongcheng Wudi’s mettle. With nearly 600,000 elite troops at his disposal, what could not he do? What did he dare not do?

“Bang!”

With a cold look on his face, Dongcheng Wudi directly kicked Raging Fire in the chest with his thick military boots, causing the expert in the top of the Fire-flaming Realm to fly out before his body fell down. In the air, a lot of blood burst from his body. Then his body slammed into a Chinese parasol tree in the yard of the villa. The trunk of the tree trembled violently, and Raging Fire twitched a few times before there was no sound.

“Offending a superior. Asking for death.”

Dongcheng Wudi said lightly.

At this moment, not only the policemen but even He Ping trembled slightly. In his present position, he should not have been afraid. In the face of the Zhongzhou State’s four Gods, the three Marshals of the Army Headquarters or even any member of the Decision Making Committee, He Ping might be deferential and humble but would not be scared.

Yet Dongcheng Wudi was the exception.

He was not the strongest or the most powerful man in the Zhongzhou State, but he was definitely the most bloodthirsty man. What was the consequence of provoking Dongcheng Wudi when there was no one to counterbalance his combat capability?

The Deputy Commander of the Eastern Theater of Operations was in his hand now. He, the director of the Ministry of Politics and Law, was nothing to him.

Dongcheng Wudi’s eyes traveled around and focused on He Ping. “Go and tell Zhong Yongming, I will intervene in Tianlan’s affairs. If he is defiant, he can come to me. The Border Control Corps is at the border, but I don’t mind taking him on at Huating if he does deal with Tianlan,” he declared calmly.

Hesitant, He Ping looked up involuntarily at Dongcheng Wudi, and found Dongcheng Wudi’s face remained expressionless, but his eyes seemed to be flickering with endless evil lights.

He quickly ducked his head, even bowing slightly. “Yes,” he answered.

With that, Dongcheng Wudi curled his lip and waved. “Get out!” he ordered.

He Ping turned and walked straight out of the yard without a word.

The mass of police outside the yard began to retreat at his command, their footsteps clattering.

Tan Qinghua, who had been grabbed by Dongcheng Wudi by the neck, had begun to show the whites of his eyes, and his struggle was getting weaker.

Dongcheng Wudi finally loosened his grip and put Tan Qinghua on the ground.

Almost strangled, Deputy Commander Tan coughed and gasped so violently that he could not even stand up straight for a moment.

“Qiancheng’s case is a competition within the Sky Academy. The casualty figures for the Sky Academy are not just for show. If someone dies, the Sky Academy will certainly handle it. Your son died, and you came here like a mad dog to get your revenge. Should I be like you if Qiancheng dies tonight? Do you think I would do that?”

Tan Qinghua still gasped sharply, without speaking. Although Dongcheng Wudi defended his subordinates, in a way, he abided by the rules. In his character, he would not have avenged Ning Qiancheng if he had been killed in a fair fight.

But Tan Qinghua could not do that. After all, the dead man was his son, whom he had high hopes for.

“Besides, Qiancheng comes from my Border Control Corps. He is an elite who dare to fight the enemy in bloody battles, not a child soldier in your Eastern Theater of Operations. If the Sky Academy can’t handle this matter, it should be left to the Border Control Corps. Tan Qinghua, how dare you intend to kill my soldier?”

Dongcheng Wudi questioned in a colder tone.

“Marshal really is mighty. Well, cough… I confess my loss today.”

Tan Qinghua finally replied. He had always been a man of few words. Now that Dongcheng Wudi was here, he could not have killed Ning Qiancheng. In front of Horsewoman and Zhuang Huayang, he dared to take revenge as he wished, but facing Dongcheng Wudi, if he dared to take revenge on Ning Qiancheng, Dongcheng Wudi would give him even more vicious revenge. By then, the 3,000 elite soldiers of Eastern Theater of Operations, including himself, might not be able to leave this villa. He believed Dongcheng Wudi had the guts to kill.

Given the situation, Tan Qinghua knew that he couldn’t avenge his son now. Not wanting to say much, he struggled to pull himself up, took a deep breath, and said, “I will report to the Army Headquarters and the Decision Making Committee exactly what happened here tonight. Look out for yourself, Marshal.”

“I’ve just come back from Youzhou and I have no intention of going back to the damn meeting. Just report it, do you think those old guys of your Prince Group have the ability to kill me?”

Dongcheng Wudi snapped with a sneer on his face.

Tan Qinghua slowly retreated to the Chinese parasol tree, took Raging Fire’s body, and turned to leave.

Dongcheng Wudi stood where he was, squinting. There was no expression on his normal yet clean face, which did not show the vicissitudes of life, but his eyes were full of killing intent.

It wasn’t until Tan Qinghua was out of sight that he turned around.

“Long time no see, brother Dongcheng.”

Having seen a fantastic show, Wang Xiaoyao walked up to Dongcheng Wudi with a big smile and handed him a cigarette.

“Didn’t we just meet in Youzhou at the beginning of this year?”

Dongcheng Wudi took the cigarette, glanced at Wang Xiaoyao, and asked, “Tianzong took the heir of your Wang family of Beihai to the desert in Beijiang?”

Wang Xiaoyao’s smile froze at this question, and his eyes turned cold sharply. With a cigarette in his mouth, he looked at Dongcheng Wudi vigilantly and said, “As far as I know, it’s a secret even inside the Wang family of Beihai. How did you know?”

“Now almost everyone knows. Is it still a secret?”

Dongcheng Wudi made a laugh and continued, “Congratulations. If his trip is successful, That Wang Shengxiao is a young proud Son of Heaven will be unshakable. Then we’ll know whether number one of the younger generation comes from the Wang family or the Gu family.”

Wang Xiaoyao frowned and fell silent.

Dongcheng Wudi also said no more. Looking at Zhuang Huayang coming from the gate of the villa, he took the initiative to put out his hand and smiled, “Headmaster Zhuang, we did haven’t seen each other for a long time.”

“Marshal has been guarding the border and serving our country. It must be very hard.”

Zhuang Huayang smiled and shook hands with Dongcheng Wudi. The Six Groups in the Zhongzhou State, on and off, had always been polite to each other when there was no conflict of interest. However, Dongcheng Wudi and Zhuang Huayang were on the same page tonight, so their politeness was more or less mixed with sincerity.

“Sorry to disturb you tonight, headmaster.”

Dongcheng Wudi said in a solemn tone and shook Zhuang Huayang’s hand firmly.

“Don’t mention it. We all have our own needs.”

Zhuang Huayang smiled, pointed to the villa and said, “Let’s go in. Come with us, Xiaoyao?”

“No, thank you. Brother Dongcheng, headmaster, I’ll take Yuetong back if it’s all right. Let’s catch up another day.”

Wang Xiaoyao shook his head. He had intended to meet Qin Weibai, but the news that his brother Wang Tianzong and his nephew Wang Shengxiao had gone to the desert in Beijiang spread like wildfire. Obviously, there was something wrong with the Wang family’s intelligence system. It could be big or small, but he wouldn’t feel comfortable if he didn’t cope with it soon.

Zhuang Huayang took a glimpse at him and nodded with an understanding smile.

Wang Xiaoyao then took Wang Yuetong, who came up to him with an unusual silence, leaving the villa in a hurry.

Dongcheng Wudi took a deep look at Wang Xiaoyao’s back and his mouth twitched. “The Idle King of the Wang family of Beihai is not as simple as he looks,” he whispered.

Zhuang Huayang only smiled without a word. No matter how complicated Wang Xiaoyao was, it was the Wang family of Beihai’s business. It had nothing to do with him and he did not want to comment on it.

Dongcheng Wudi cast a glance at Li Baitian, then at Horsewoman, and finally, his eyes fell on Ning Qiancheng and asked, “Qiancheng, where’s Tianlan?”

Li Baitian, who was watching silently, thought of the conversation between Ning Qiancheng and him when they first met.

At that time, Li Baitian asked Ning Qiancheng what his codename was, and Ning Qiancheng told him that it was Reaper.

Then whose Reaper was he?

Dongcheng Wudi, Ning Qiancheng, Li Tianlan…

The answer seemed to be at hand.

“He’s upstairs. I’ll give him a call.”

Ning Qiancheng replied and took out his mobile phone.

“I’m sorry I’m late for some personal business upstairs.”

Li Tianlan’s voice suddenly rang out at the door.

Dongcheng Wudi stiffened slightly upon hearing his voice, and a brilliant light flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath and slowly turned around.

Then Li Tianlan, who was walking right out the door, came into his line of sight and looked at him calmly.

“Tianlan?”

Dongcheng Wudi called, a tremble in his voice which had always been cold and fierce.

Subconsciously, Li Tianlan knitted his brows. “Marshal Dongcheng?” he cried back in a low voice.

Dongcheng Wudi’s voice was almost ringing in the whole Yonghua Villa. Not deaf, Li Tianlan certainly knew who the only stranger in the yard was.

He was, of course, the God of Massacre Dongcheng Wudi, one of the top ten experts in the Zhongzhou State!

It was definitely an unexpected meeting, but he was even more surprised by Dongcheng Wudi himself.

In his imagination, the military Marshal known as the God of Massacre was supposed to be a brutalist with a height of more than two meters, a big body, a bearded and ferocious face. However, this man in front of him looked mighty enough, but his appearance was totally different from that of the God of Massacre he imagined.

Dongcheng Wudi was not particularly handsome, but he was not ugly at all. In particular, his face was extremely clean, which was not because there was no beard on his face, but because he had no vicissitudes of life that a middle-aged man had on his face. In short, his face was as clean as if it had no trace of age. If it weren’t for his gray hair, Li Tianlan would believe he was just a thirtysomething.

Dongcheng Wudi took a deep breath, and in a very short time, the cigarette butt in his hand had been accidentally crushed by him. Taking an unconscious step forward, he suddenly asked, “Tianlan, how about going back to Zhongyuan Province with me?”

What he said puzzled Li Tianlan. Having no idea what he wanted, Li Tianlan couldn’t give him an answer for a moment.

“Marshal, there is no rush. Since you are here, you must say hello to the host, right? Let’s go in first.”

Zhuang Huayang chuckled, his eyes twinkling as if he knew something. Remembering the phone call he had received from Zhongyuan Province, he had countless speculations in his mind, which was simply fascinating.

“That’s right. Let’s go in.”

Aware of his gaffe, Dongcheng Wudi awkwardly gave a dry cough and strode into the villa.

By this time Horsewoman had taken out the teaset from the drawing-room and was preparing to make tea.

Dongcheng Wudi was not in the mood to appreciate the tea ceremony the foreign girl performed. When he turned his eyes on Li Tianlan and was about to say something, Qin Weibai came down the stairs. Instead of wearing pajamas like Li Tianlan, she was dressed in casual clothes.

“Welcome, Marshal Dongcheng. Sorry not to welcome you in time.”

Qin Weibai greeted her guest in a soft tone. There was a tinge of unperceived charm in her voice; her face, so beautiful that it was almost unreal, was flushed; Her hair, though combed, was messed up a little. Now she didn’t look like the detached and powerful spokesperson of the Samsara Palace at all.

She was charming and lethargic, looking like a woman who had just had sex.

Everyone else in the room had experienced this, so how could they not know what Qin Weibai and Li Tianlan just did? Probably only they didn’t know how flawed their self-proclaimed perfect cover-up was.

With his mouth convulsing, Zhuang Huayang lowered his head, secretly sighing how careless the young couple were. At the same time, he had a strange feeling.

Dongcheng Wudi cast a weird glance at Li Tianlan. As he saw Qin Weibai approaching, he unconsciously stood up to greet her.

“Don’t stand on ceremony, Marshal.”

Qin Weibai raised her eyebrows and naturally sat down beside Li Tianlan.

“You deserve it.”

“Thanks for what Samsara Palace has done for the Zhongzhou State and the Border Control Corps in recent years. Boss Qin, please tell your Palace Master that the Zhongzhou State hopes to continue our cooperation in the future. As for the little misunderstanding tonight, it’s just a few idiots, who don’t understand the big picture, messing around. The Decision Making Committee will take action against Tan Qinghua, He Ping and related people to show our sincerity.”

“So tonight’s business is settled?”

Qin Weibai asked with a smile, taking a cup of tea from Horsewoman.

After a moment’s hesitation, Dongcheng Wudi answered slowly, “After tonight, the Zhong family and the Tan family will not pursue this matter further through official means. In private… ”

He paused, and there was no need to finish. No matter what the two wealthy families would do in private, no one could do anything to them as long as they were not caught evidence.

“Good,” murmured Qin Weibai, holding her cup.

Tan Qinghua’s visit to Yonghua Villa tonight was blocked by Horsewoman. Since they were all in the name of the official, once they fought, it would be a foreign expert against the Zhongzhou State official.

However, when they were not in the name of the official, even if they had a fierce battle, it was a personal grudge.

“Boss Qin, you and Tianlan?”

Dongcheng Wudi finally broke his silence about their relationship.

An absolute silence seemed to hang over the room for a second.

Then Qin Weibai’s natural voice said, “I’m Tianlan’s woman now, and he said he would marry me.” Her face was still red, but there was a gleam of happiness in her eyes.

Dongcheng Wudi’s face changed a little. He unconsciously touched his nose. “Congratulations! Congratulations!” he said with a bitter smile on his face.

“Thank you if you really think so.”

Qin Weibai chuckled and gently straightened Li Tianlan’s pajamas collar.

Dongcheng Wudi was speechless. At this moment, he really didn’t know what to say to Qin Weibai, so he had to turn to Li Tianlan and inquired, “Tianlan, would you like to go back to Zhongyuan Province with me?”

“Why?”

Li Tianlan asked in a calm tone of voice, but his eyes showed his confusion. He found that there was something wrong with the way Dongcheng Wudi looked at him. Suddenly, he remembered his engagement that Qin Weibai had just told him.

His heart skipped a beat.

“Why do you talk so much nonsense? Be a man. You were not so dawdling. Will our Marshal do something to hurt you?”

A loud and hearty voice sounded outside the door.

Li Tianlan turned around immediately.

A stout man strode into the living room, looked at Li Tianlan and laughed.

He was actually very tall, but his fat body fooled the eye and made him look lower than he really was. He had a full beard, a bald head, a middle-aged, unconventional look, which would leave a deep impression on people wherever he went.

Li Tianlan’s eyes were full of genuine surprise. “Uncle Lei, you are here!” he exclaimed happily.

“Let me reintroduce myself.”

The bearded man grinned and said, “I’m Thunder God, a Battalion Commander in the Border Praetorian Corps, and Marshal’s bodyguard. Now you can rest assured to go to Zhongyuan with us?”

“Of course.”

Li Tianlan still had doubts in his heart, but he agreed without hesitation.

“Let’s go now, then.”

Dongcheng Wudi, who had been sitting anxiously, suddenly got up, grabbed Li Tianlan’s hand and directly led him out.

He really could not wait any longer!

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