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    Chapter 517: Then Let Them Die (Update 5)

    Outside the Interrogation Room.

    “Coincidence?”

    Xiao Yu analyzed An Zhiyao’s testimony in his mind.

    One ’employer’ had An Zhiyao intentionally leak the news that a Black Man was hiding with him.

    Yet, An Zhiyao had recruited a few thugs.

    And as fate would have it, he happened to be tracking down a notorious local thug and ended up finding that lowlife?

    If it’s just coincidence, then it means nothing.

    But if it’s not, then anyone capable of predicting this in advance is utterly terrifying!

    “It’s not a coincidence!”

    Xiao Yu closed his eyes, leaning against the wall as he rested.

    Overusing his mind had left his body with a subtle fatigue.

    After a full fifteen minutes, Xiao Yu opened his eyes, a cold, piercing light shimmering within them.

    With solid clues, nearly all the suspects had been captured.

    Two mercenaries, four insiders (Tian Bang, Jing Hanli, and a couple), a hitman landlord, and his junior sister…

    Logically, the crisis should have been over, right?

    But no—Xiao Yu vaguely sensed an ominous danger making his heart race.

    And then there was another oddity… a drone!

    On the day they captured the white mercenary Mozart, who was piloting a drone to monitor him and Group Nine?

    And by what means did the opposition manage to deliver a photo of one of their own to Black Dog?

    ……

    P City Armed Police Hospital.

    A special ward.

    Xiao Yu glared coldly at the Black Man cuffed to the hospital bed.

    Black Dog’s eyes were equally icy as he stared back at Xiao Yu.

    “I’ll give you one chance.”

    Xiao Yu said icily, “Explain everything.”

    “Really?”

    Black Dog sneered, “My brother died last year—it was you who killed him. I wish you would die, so why should I tell you…”

    Xiao Yu turned and walked toward the ward’s exit.

    Two members of Group Nine stepped toward Black Dog.

    Within the time it took to smoke two cigarettes, the Group Nine members emerged from the ward and stood before Xiao Yu. “He had no idea—a delivery guy left both the food and the photo outside his room.”

    “Delivery?” Xiao Yu squinted.

    How could a foreigner be so skilled as to place an order and have it delivered to a specific location?

    Foreigners who rarely stay in the country simply can’t pull that off.

    Yet again, it was a local… Xiao Yu’s eyes sparked with murderous intent.

    Is betrayal of the country really endless?

    Without waiting for Xiao Yu’s orders, his team joined forces with the local police to track down that delivery guy.

    Once found, they could use him to trace the photo back to its source.

    How could he be so sure?

    A photo isn’t delivered along with food. If it was meant to reach the Black Man, it was most likely handed directly by someone rather than coming from a restaurant.

    The might of the state’s full machinery is indeed terrifying.

    Four hours later, the man was found.

    A drone hobbyist, who also served as an informant.

    This was the very man who, on the day Xiao Yu captured the white mercenary, used a drone to monitor him and snapped the incriminating photo.

    That photo had already been transmitted overseas via the internet.

    And that person had even instructed him to deliver a photo of Xiao Yu to the Black Man.

    Payment: One million!

    ……

    At the Border Outpost Hospital.

    “Someone must be sending people over.”

    “Because I’ve nearly wiped out their domestic insiders.”

    “Or… maybe he’ll come in person!”

    Sitting on a chair beside the bed, Xiao Yu laughed as he spoke.

    “Ha ha.”

    Zhou Lie, lying on the bed, also laughed, “Why does this guy seem so stupid?”

    Why say that?

    You might succeed in assassinating an ordinary person abroad.

    But if you try to kill someone extraordinary, are you really signing your own death warrant?

    Any smart person wouldn’t dare do that, right?

    “It’s not because the guy is overly confident,”

    Xiao Yu put away his smile and said, “Do you know how intelligent people view ordinary folks?”

    “What?” Zhou Lie asked, dumbfounded.

    “The average person’s IQ is about 100.”

    Xiao Yu smiled as he continued, “But those with IQs above 120 generally don’t mingle with people around 100, let alone with those at 140…”

    “A new tongue twister?” Zhou Lie replied blankly.

    “No.”

    Xiao Yu’s tone turned serious, “I’m saying a 20-point IQ difference is like a gap in tiers. It’s like in cultivation novels—Mortal, Martial Artist, Cultivator, Immortal. In a Martial Artist’s eyes, ordinary people are already weak. So how would a Cultivator or Immortal view ordinary folks?”

    “Uh…”

    Zhou Lie’s expression shifted, “Like looking at… a dog?”

    “Though my analogy might be imperfect, it’s essentially the same idea.”

    Xiao Yu nodded, “So tell me, if the opponent’s IQ is that of a Martial Artist, Cultivator, or Immortal… would you worry about a few insignificant threats? … Uh, Zhou, what’s with that look?”

    At that moment, Zhou Lie’s gaze grew complex and strange as he stared at Xiao Yu.

    Though he couldn’t pinpoint the lowlife’s exact IQ level,

    it was easy to deduce.

    Those so-called big brothers and sisters have IQs that lag far behind Xiao Yu’s by a long shot.

    They might even be several tiers lower.

    In other words…

    Did that lowlife always look at us as if we were dogs?

    It was heartbreaking—almost suffocating.

    “Can’t we dial down the empathy a bit?” Xiao Yu burst into laughter at Zhou Lie’s remark.

    He couldn’t decipher what his elder brother was thinking.

    But that was my past life, alright?

    Now, in this life, he no longer cared about IQ levels.

    Isn’t it better just to happily be an ordinary person?

    The world is in chaos; who’s there to admire pretense?

    Especially when you’re around Mu Qingwu.

    Just relax your mind and enjoy being pampered like a child.

    It’s absolutely wonderful!

    “So here’s the question.”

    Zhou Lie, with a strained expression, asked, “How did you view us in the past?”

    “Awesome, man. So cool!”

    Xiao Yu replied sincerely, “I’ve always seen you guys as elder siblings.”

    “I believe you!”

    Zhou Lie nodded, although his expression didn’t quite match his words.

    It turned out that the lowlife used to see us as nothing more than dogs.

    But now, he should see us as elder siblings.

    Thankfully, this clever lowlife is now one of us…

    “So, are we waiting for him?”

    Zhou Lie’s eyes flashed with a cold, fierce light.

    “Yeah.”

    Xiao Yu grinned, “If they want to court death, then let them die!”

    He wouldn’t dare boast abroad.

    But here at home, as the leader of Team 10,

    Xiao Yu could confidently declare,

    “You foreigners are trash!”

    Chapter Summary

    Xiao Yu reviews An Zhiyao's questionable testimony, noting a suspicious leak implicating a hidden Black Man. As clues mount—including a mysterious drone and intercepted photo tied to white mercenary Mozart—Xiao Yu and Team 10, joined by local police, begin hunting down key players. Meanwhile, Xiao Yu and Zhou Lie debate intelligence and loyalty, revealing past contempt and shifting alliances. Amid dark humor and intense tension, Xiao Yu remains confident in his authority, ready to let fate decide the dire consequences for those who dare defy him.

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