Chapter 681: The Wrong Way to Open Your Eyes

Book 681: The Wrong Way to Open Your Eyes (Update 4)

Another basement door was opened. Lin

Xiao Yu walked in.

Inside and outside were worlds apart.

He saw an operating room and several trembling medical staff.

At the sight of their surgical gowns,

Xiao Yu found it incredibly ironic.

Genuine doctors, yet they removed organs from living people to kill.

Just picture it.

Imagine, when you’re sick and go to the hospital, encountering such ‘angelic’ figures…

Just thinking about it sends chills down your spine!

“Kneel,” Xiao Yu commanded coldly.

Thud, thud…

Six doctors in surgical scrubs obediently knelt on the floor.

Xiao Yu turned and walked out.

For reasons unknown,

he felt a surge of nausea!

Team Two members charged in.

They dragged the six doctors away as if they were livestock, treating them like the ‘Six Thirty’.

When Xiao Yu opened the third basement,

he froze.

This basement was filthy—blood smeared the floor, a foul stench lingered, bags of cement were haphazardly piled, and massive oil drums were scattered around.

At that moment, a small cement mixer was churning away, buzzing steadily.

What truly stunned Xiao Yu wasn’t these details but a corpse encased in an oil drum.

It was a girl, seemingly in her twenties.

Her chest had been ripped open, and her eye sockets, now empty, were left with two bloody holes.

Dark, icy blood streamed down her face, like the mournful tears of a lost soul.

Her corpse was already rotting.

A faint stench permeated the air, suffocating all who breathed it in…

Xiao Yu slowly turned and left the basement.

He thought he heard silent weeping.

Or rather, he heard poisonous whispers by his ear, plaintive voices echoing silently…

“Kill them all—I’ll shoulder the responsibility,”

Wang Dong’s eyes were numb as he stared unblinkingly at the oil drum and the girl’s corpse. Gritting his teeth, he muttered, “Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t ever be able to work for National Security again!”

Causing trouble again, huh… Xiao Yu halted, coldly looking at Wang Dong. “Show some guts and say in front of Big Boss that I respect you as a real man.”

Wang Dong: …

He weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

All his anger suddenly dissipated.

He chickened out!

“I want to blast out their brains too,”

Xiao Yu withdrew his icy gaze. “The problem is, aren’t you worried you’re giving them a free pass?”

“What do you mean?” Wang Dong’s eyes lit up immediately.

He stared incredulously at Little Brother, as if to ask: Are you a beast?

“Most positions in National Security’s internal oversight are still vacant,”

Xiao Yu sneered. “What a waste.”

“Heh heh!”

Wang Dong grinned menacingly, baring his teeth.

…

Xiao Yu, Wang Dong, and over a dozen team members

stood outside the final basement.

Xiao Yu gazed at the massive door before him.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his sidearm, pressing it against the door.

Bang! Bang!

Bullets tore through the door in an instant.

Two piercing screams echoed from within.

Boom!

A professional batter ram crashed into the door.

The door was shattered open.

First, his eyes beheld two men lying on the ground, wailing.

Beside them lay two homemade pistols.

Why were these by their sides rather than in their hands?

Because bullets had shattered their wrists.

How did that happen…? Wang Dong and his team stared dumbfounded as Xiao Yu entered the basement.

“Kid, do you have a lot of questions?”

Xiao Yu saw seven people.

Four at the front, two in the middle, and one at the back.

This man held a pistol, aiming at the six in front of him, using them as a human shield.

Not only that, his entire body was concealed behind the six; only half his face showed as he watched Xiao Yu approach.

This man was the one Xiao Yu and National Security had been after.

Liu Xin!

“Everyone stay back, or I’ll kill them,”

Liu Xin screamed, threatening, and even…

Bang!

He fired a shot, signaling that his gun wasn’t for playing around.

The six in front of him had been Liu Xin’s subordinates just half an hour ago.

Now they had become his hostages!

Xiao Yu smiled.

How suffocating it was for villains to use one villain to threaten the good guys.

If Liu Xin were facing the police, this threat might work well.

But unfortunately…

Xiao Yu advanced steadily, step by step…

This scene left not only the six hostages in a daze.

Even Liu Xin looked on dumbly at Xiao Yu’s approach.

Hey, didn’t you see the hostages in front of me?

Xiao Yu saw them.

But now, he was with National Security—not just an ordinary cop.

Whether the villains live or die is none of his concern.

As long as national and public safety were ensured.

It was best if all the villains were eliminated.

In Xiao Yu’s own words: only schemers truly understand schemers.

Did you really think all six were hostages?

When Xiao Yu reached them,

two of the six hostages suddenly reached out and grabbed him.

They managed to grab onto Xiao Yu effortlessly.

Liu Xin pressed his pistol against Xiao Yu’s head.

“Nobody move, your people are in my hands,”

While pointing his gun at Xiao Yu’s head, Liu Xin shouted at the rushing Wang Dong and Team Two members.

Wang Dong: ???

Team Two members: ???

They ignored Liu Xin and the others, all wearing dumbfounded expressions as if seeing a ghost, staring at Xiao Yu.

What was happening?

Was it because we opened our eyes the wrong way just now?

Or was it the wrong way we got up this morning?

The illustrious Team 10 leader, wielding National Security’s most fearsome knife, Xiao Yu—capable of single-handedly tearing through a city,

was being hijacked. Could there be a funnier joke?

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The kidnapped Xiao Yu blinked.

I told you so… Wang Dong and the others rolled their eyes in unison.

Dogs will be dogs, but sometimes humans can be downright inhuman.

They waited with smirks, eager to see Xiao Yu perform.

Let the show begin!

“I have a question,” Xiao Yu began slowly.

This question was directed at the man behind him, Liu Xin.

Liu Xin was stunned. “What?”

“Who do you work for?”

Ignoring the pistol at the back of his head, Xiao Yu slowly turned to face Liu Xin.

Liu Xin: …

Is he not afraid of dying?

Without hesitation, he aimed to pull the trigger,

but not at Xiao Yu’s head.

Instead, at his thigh.

He intended to intimidate everyone.

In the end…

Xiao Yu coldly said, “Didn’t you hear?”

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