165: Anyone who touches my butt! Die!

Other sacks were also opened, revealing Li Qingyao, Zhang Xuan, Long Ju, and eight other martial arts Cadets unconscious.

To encounter such a coincidence, it must be fate.

Witnessing a worker take out a bottle of Spirit Devouring Powder and inject it into Chu Yu's body—that medicine was extremely sinister, capable of keeping a person alive with a single breath, but completely destroying their mind, turning them into a vegetable at the mercy of others.

Lu Chen's eyes sharpened, no longer able to hold back, and he sternly shouted, "Stop!"

The lead strongman, startled by the sudden shout, paused his movements. He spun around abruptly and said, "Bai Jingjing! Who is this suspicious person you brought? How dare you act wild on our territory? Are you tired of living?!"

The smile on Bai Jingjing's face instantly froze, a hint of icy Killing Intent flashed in her eyes, yet her voice remained calm: "Try saying 'bitch' again."

The strongman clearly didn't take her seriously; instead, he sneered, a lewd smile spreading across his face: "Oh, has this slut changed her ways today? Playing innocent now? Who doesn't know what kind of trash Bai Jingjing is, a cheap whore in the entire stronghold that anyone can have? Now you're here pretending to be a chaste and virtuous woman..."

The last word hadn't even rolled out of his throat—

Bai Jingjing's figure moved like a ghost.

With a slight flick of her wrist, a cold glint flashed from her sleeve, and a poisonous needle, as fine as an ox's hair, had already shot out silently!

With a soft 'puff', the poisonous needle accurately embedded itself in the strongman's throat.

The strongman's curses stopped abruptly. He stared with disbelieving wide eyes, clutching his neck tightly with both hands, dark red blood gushing out between his fingers.

He couldn't understand how Bai Jingjing, who usually bowed and scraped to everyone in the stronghold, looking like a complete cheapskate, dared to kill him? His legs went soft, and he fell straight to the ground, his eyes wide open even in death.

The other workers, seeing this, were stunned for a moment, then angrily drew the short knives from their waists: "Bai Jingjing! How dare you kill someone?!"

"Is this slut crazy? How dare she make a move in the factory!"

Dozens of eyes stared at Bai Jingjing, filled with Killing Intent.

Bai Jingjing's figure shrunk back, hiding behind Lu Chen like a startled bird, only revealing half of her pretty face, her tone carrying a hint of sly amusement: "Hehe, Young Lord, it's all up to you now."

Lu Chen's wrist flicked, and the dragon fiend spear hidden in his sleeve emerged.

The black long spear, only about a foot long, had Dragon patterns coiled around its shaft that suddenly came to life under the activation of True Qi; with a clear 'clang', the dragon fiend spear abruptly extended to over seven feet, its tip spewing a chilling light that captivated the soul.

"Clang clang clang—"

A series of metal clashes exploded as the dragon fiend spear weaved through the enemies like a swimming Dragon, and the steel knives and iron rods in the workers' hands flew out of their grasp wherever it passed.

Some weapons were directly shattered into pieces by the spear's force, the splattering sparks drawing dazzling trajectories.

The foreman, Huang Silang, was enraged: "What an ignorant little bastard, daring to act wild here! Today I'll let you experience my power..."

Before his words finished, Huang Silang suddenly turned around and pulled down his pants.

Lu Chen was utterly bewildered—was this person crazy? Why was he taking off his pants now?

The next second, a sudden change occurred!

With a muffled 'thump', a large, furry tail abruptly emerged from behind Huang Silang, its fur a mix of yellow and brown, with a few messy hairs clinging to its tip.

Before Lu Chen could react, the tail twitched rapidly, and a dense 'whoosh whoosh whoosh' of air-breaking sounds rang out as hundreds of dark-glowing poisonous needles shot from the tail tip, densely covering Lu Chen like a deluge!

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed instantly, and the dragon fiend spear in his hand spun into a whirlwind, its rotating shaft forming an impenetrable silver barrier.

A continuous 'ding ding dong dong' of crisp sounds rang out, and all the poisonous needles were precisely deflected by the spear's shaft.

Seeing this, Huang Silang let out an angry 'aiya ya' shriek, and a fine layer of fuzz subtly appeared on the skin of his face, his fingernails visibly growing sharp and black.

Lu Chen's gaze deepened—this guy could even transform?

He wouldn't give the opponent a chance to transform.

"Whoosh—!"

The dragon fiend spear was thrown with a fierce whoosh, its tip carrying a terrifying Aura, piercing Huang Silang's chest with the precision of a silver lightning bolt.

Huang Silang's strange cries stopped abruptly. He looked down at the spear tip protruding from his chest, blood gushing down the shaft, his eyes filled with only disbelief and horror. Then his body went limp, and he fell straight to the ground, completely silent, his furry tail also drooping and still.

"Who is it! Who dares to cause trouble in my guild!"

A furious roar exploded, and the guild president, Third Master Huang, rushed down from above with hundreds of dark-clad thugs.

These men were all burly, wielding gleaming weapons, surrounding the entire sorting area so tightly that not even a drop of water could pass.

The captain of the guard, who had previously touched Lu Chen's backside at the entrance, was among them, now eyeing Lu Chen up and down with a greedy gaze.

"Hehehe..." The guard captain licked his thick lips with a strange laugh, the nine-section steel whip at his waist clattering. "No wonder I felt something was off, your butt is so firm, turns out you're a man! Third Master, leave this kid to me, I guarantee I'll train him to be obedient!"

Third Master Huang narrowed his triangular eyes, stroking the goatee on his chin with a sinister smile: "Good! Capture him alive for me! This kid has good strength and wasn't in the plan, so he's perfect to keep as my private dish!" As he spoke, he made a chewing motion, and foul-smelling drool dripped from between his yellow teeth.

The guard captain was overjoyed at the words, and with a 'snap', his nine-section whip unfurled, its tip actually entwined with eerie green poisonous flames.

He swayed and closed in on Lu Chen, the Transcendent Sixth Layer's pressure pouring down like a mountain—this strike was clearly intended to cripple all four of Lu Chen's limbs!

"Die!"

The steel whip, with a whoosh, struck down, but stopped abruptly three inches from Lu Chen's crown.

Everyone only saw a dark light flash, and the dragon fiend spear had, at some unknown moment, pierced the guard captain's throat.

Lu Chen coldly rebuked: "Those who touch my backside, die!!"

The spear tip emerged from the back of his neck, horror and shock frozen on the guard captain's face.

"This... this is impossible!" Third Master Huang stumbled backward, the flesh on his fat face trembling wildly. "You're clearly only at the Transcendent Sixth Layer, how could you instantly kill my guard captain!"

Third Master Huang shrieked: "Hundred Demons Array! Rise!"

In an instant, a foul wind arose, and hundreds of thugs simultaneously let out inhuman roars.

Their clothes burst open, yellow-brown fur frantically sprouted from beneath their skin, their faces twisted into pointed, rat-like muzzles, and long, slick tails pierced through their pant legs.

The entire underground area was instantly filled with a nauseating stench, as if one were in a weasel's nest.

Bai Jingjing covered her nose and stepped back half a pace: "These are all weasels that have become spirits."

Lu Chen looked at Bai Jingjing: "What about you?"

"Me?" The girl tilted her head and smiled, two snow-white ram's horns suddenly appearing from her hair. "I'm a cute little white sheep~ Does Master want to taste it~ Baa~ ~"

Third Master Huang was so angry that the fur on his body stood on end: "How dare you flirt in front of me, kill them!"

Hundreds of weasel demons pounced at once, their sharp claws and teeth gleaming with a cold light, and their foul Demonic Qi condensed into a black mist.