nyslfriends Chapter 56: A Crushing Strike at the Start Against S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Minions
Chapter 56: A Crushing Strike at the Start Against S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Minions
"You mean... this kid found a rare treasure that Kunlun lost?" Another bald, burly man stroked his stubble, a ruthless glint in his eyes. His arms were thick as pillars, his knuckles cracking, his muscles bulging, exuding a brutal power. "Those old geezers from Kunlun supposedly possessed the key to breaking the seal on Earth's spiritual energy. Now that Kunlun is gone, those useless trash from the China Immortal Bureau are definitely searching the world for relics!"
"At least you have some brains." Scarface pulled out a letter opener, wood shavings still clinging to the blade. "This kid named Lu Yuan probably got incredibly lucky, finding some rare treasure from Kunlun, or perhaps an ancient array plate capable of creating high-purity spiritual energy. The China Immortal Bureau is too slow; this is our opportunity! If we get that thing, our authority at headquarters will be upgraded three levels!"
The white man frowned, rapidly tapping on the tablet in front of him, his tone tinged with concern: "But Executor, intelligence indicates that there are now people from the Jiangnan City branch of the China Immortal Bureau stationed around the Cloud Peak Manor, led by Lin Zhen, who possesses peak Transformation Realm strength. He's not easy to deal with."
"Peak of the Transcendent Realm?" The bald, burly man scoffed, his tone full of disdain and contempt. "In my eyes, that's a joke! A piece of trash who hasn't even broken through to the Transcendent Realm dares to block the path of our Divine Shield?"
He abruptly stood up, his muscles taut, exuding a violent aura: "I'll take two teams of 'cleaners' over there. In five minutes, I can clear out all the debris on the perimeter, capture that kid named Lu Yuan alive, and bring the treasure back! I guarantee there won't be a single trace!"
Scarface nodded, tossed a black access card to the bald, burly man, his eyes icy: "Be clean. Don't alert the Chinese military. Once you have the item, retreat directly via the Thirteen secret route. If anything goes wrong, you know the consequences."
"Don't worry!" The bald, burly man grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. His eyes were filled with cruelty as he turned and strode out of the conference room, not even closing the door. He had no idea that he was not going to steal a rare treasure, but to his death—he was about to provoke a Mahayana-stage giant who had just wiped the Kunlun lineage off the globe with a wave of his hand, a true monster.
Yunding Mountain Villa, second-floor bathroom.
The rushing water stopped abruptly, and the bathroom door was gently pushed open. Lu Qingxue emerged wearing a loose white nightgown, her hair still wet and clinging to her cheeks, yet unable to conceal the change in her appearance.
Hearing the noise, Lu Yuan, sitting on the living room sofa, looked up and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. In just half an hour, his sister had been completely transformed—her face, which had been withered and sallow due to long-term malnutrition and fear, was now fair and full, her skin glowing white without a trace of impurity, radiating a warm, jade-like luster; her eyes, which had always been somewhat blurry due to myopia of 200 degrees, were now clear and bright, able to see the veins on leaves fifty meters away; her figure had also become more upright, and she exuded a vibrant vitality.
Lu Qingxue looked down at her fair, slender, and strong hands, then raised her hand to touch her smooth, delicate cheeks. She was completely stunned, her voice trembling with disbelief: "Brother... what happened to me? Just now in the bathtub, I scrubbed off a full two pounds of black grime. After washing, I felt so light I could float, and my strength was terrifying, like I could punch through the bathroom wall..."
Lu Yuan stood up, picked up a dry towel, and gently placed it on her head. His movements were gentle, but his tone carried a hint of doting affection and firmness: "It's nothing, just a magic trick I did for you. This way, you'll never get sick again, and no one will be able to bully you. I can protect you for the rest of your life."
He paused, his tone becoming more serious: "Stay home for the next couple of days, get used to your new strength, and don't go out running around, understand?"
Lu Qingxue nodded, seemingly understanding, her eyes filled with joy and dependence. Just as she was about to say something more, a dull, resounding impact suddenly came from outside the manor gate—"Bang!"
The loud noise shook the marble tiles of the villa violently, caused the paintings on the wall to sway slightly, and even the air seemed to be distorted by the shock.
Lu Qingxue trembled with fright, her face turning deathly pale. Instinctively, she threw herself behind Lu Yuan, clutching his sleeve tightly, her voice trembling with tears: "Brother! What's happening outside? It's so scary..."
Lu Yuan patted the back of her hand, his tone still calm, even slightly nonchalant, but the reassuring meaning in his voice was obvious: "It's okay, don't be afraid. He's just a junk collector who got into an argument with the security guard at the gate, and it got a bit loud."
He handed the towel to Lu Qingxue, his eyes gentle: "Go back to your room, dry your hair, and stay put. Don't come out. I'll take care of it and be right back."
Lu Qingxue bit her lip, looked at her brother's determined eyes, nodded, turned around and ran quickly back to the bedroom, gently closing the door behind her.
Lu Yuan turned around, the gentleness on his face completely vanished, and his aura instantly plummeted to freezing point, colder than the snow and ice of the dead of winter. He walked step by step toward the entrance hall, and the moment he pushed open the villa door, the morning sun shone on him, but it did nothing to warm the chill around him—wherever he walked, the dew on the lawn instantly froze into ice, and even the dust in the air was frozen in place.
His gaze swept across the courtyard and landed outside the manor's large iron gate. Lu Yuan's eyes were devoid of any emotion, only filled with chilling killing intent.
Lin Zhen, the head of the Jiangnan branch of the Immortal Bureau who was stationed outside the manor and promised to protect them, was now being held up in mid-air like a tattered sack by the bald, burly man, who was choking him with one hand. Blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were unfocused, his breath was weak, and his life was uncertain.
The agents from the Bureau of Extraordinary Immortals responsible for guarding the area were all lying in pools of blood, some with broken arms, others lifeless, a truly gruesome sight.
The bald, burly man seemed to sense something. He raised his head, his gaze passing over the iron gate and landing on Lu Yuan. He grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, his tone arrogant and cruel: "Kid, so you're called Lu Yuan? Be smart and hand over the treasure you have, and I might give you a quick death! Otherwise, I'll tear you and your little girl to pieces!"
Lu Yuan remained silent, simply watching him, the killing intent in his eyes almost tangible. He raised his hand and gently clenched it—
The bald, burly man in the distance suddenly changed his expression. It felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat tightly, making it difficult to breathe. The hand that was choking Lin Zhen involuntarily loosened its grip. Lin Zhen fell to the ground like a tattered sack, barely managing to catch his breath.
"You... what are you?!" The bald, burly man was terrified, trembling all over. He could feel an irresistible force suppressing him, making it impossible for him to even move a finger. "You're not an ordinary person! Who are you?!"
Lu Yuan slowly lifted his foot and walked step by step toward the iron gate. With each step, the frost on the ground spread further, and the chill in the air intensified. His voice was deep and cold, devoid of any emotion, yet carrying a devastating pressure that clearly reached the bald, burly man's ears: "Who I am is not for you to know."
"You dare touch me? I'm from the S.H.I.E.L.D.! If you touch me, the S.H.I.E.L.D. won't let you get away with it!" The bald, burly man roared, his voice trembling with fear. He finally realized that he hadn't provoked some high school student who had found a rare treasure, but someone he didn't even deserve to look up to.
Lu Yuan scoffed, his tone full of disdain: "The S.H.I.E.L.D.? They're nothing but a bunch of clowns."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger lightly—
"Snap!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the bald, burly man's body was instantly crushed by an invisible force. Before he could even scream, he turned into a pool of blood and mud, splattering onto the iron gate in a horrifying sight.
Lu Yuan's gaze swept over the corpse on the ground, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, as if he had merely crushed an ant. He raised his hand and waved, sending a gentle surge of spiritual energy onto Lin Zhen, stabilizing his injuries. Then he turned and walked back to the villa, leaving behind a courtyard filled with frost and pools of blood, and an lingering killing intent in the air.
Inside the villa, Lu Qingxue was peering through the bedroom door, her heart filled with unease at the noise outside. Only when she heard her brother's footsteps did she breathe a sigh of relief, quickly opening the door and throwing herself into Lu Yuan's arms: "Brother, you're back! Is everything alright outside?"
Lu Yuan gently ruffled her hair, his eyes softening again, and said calmly, "It's alright now. I chased the junk collector away. From now on, no one will bother us again."
He looked down at his sister in his arms, a resolute glint in his eyes. In this life, he shed his immortality and descended to the mortal realm, solely to protect her. Anyone who dared to lay a finger on her, whether it was the S.H.I.E.L.D. or some other nobody, would be crushed without mercy!