128: Chapter 13 The Tragic Story of Pei Zhaoyuan

"Alright, Boss!"

Bright No. 7 immediately jumped up from the ground.

It gave a salute, looking like a round ball.

"Good, now let me see the prizes I obtained this time... Hehe."

In the outside world.

Deep in the wilderness.

In a location captured by satellite detectors.

Lu Chen's Clone suddenly stopped.

He spoke up.

"You've been following me for a while now. Aren't you coming out?"

The masked Pei Zhaoyuan revealed himself.

"Your intuition is sharp. However, no amount of intuition will help you now. Tell me who you are and what organization is behind you, and I might let you live."

Lu Chen looked at him with some amusement.

"Introducing yourself before asking others is basic social etiquette. Don't you understand that, old man?"

Lu Chen already knew who this B-rank Level 1 was.

There were only three B-ranks in A-7 Base City.

The Alliance had one, who was B-rank Level 6;

The Zhong Family had one, who was B-rank Level 4;

The other was the Pei Family—B-rank Level 2.

A few days ago.

Lu Chen had crippled a playboy young master of the Pei Family.

So today, he had paid extra attention to the Pei Family with his Mental Energy.

But why would the Pei Family's B-rank chase after him?

He doesn't even know who I am...

"Kid, you are merely a D-rank. Don't be arrogant before me. Now answer my question. Was it you who killed that monster in D-6 Base City that day?"

Hearing this, Lu Chen's mind raced.

A flash of inspiration struck him.

He understood everything instantly.

So the monster attack on the city that day was the Pei Family's doing behind the scenes?

What an idiot—before he had said anything, the criminal had proactively confessed.

Should he kill him immediately?

No—if he did, Li Cang might conclude they were an evil organization and try to hunt him down.

He really didn't want to fight the man.

After all, that man was a great general under his future command.

However, Lu Chen wouldn't let this person off easily either.

The other nine Clones walked out from the shadows one after another.

Pei Zhaoyuan was startled.

He hurriedly took a step back.

He hadn't sensed their presence at all before.

Those ten figures didn't even give him any time to react.

They rushed at him together.

However, Pei Zhaoyuan was a B-rank after all.

He felt extremely angry at their arrogance.

He immediately launched a counterattack.

He instantly activated an Elemental Skill.

He summoned a barrage of spikes.

They fell overwhelmingly like meteors from the sky.

—covering everyone simultaneously.

He intended to wipe them all out in one go.

But Lu Chen's Clones didn't retreat; instead, they advanced.

In the blink of an eye, the figures appeared before him at the same time.

They all released their pressure.

At this moment.

Pei Zhaoyuan knew he had bitten off more than he could chew.

He wanted to run.

Bang!

A foot kicked him directly in the back.

It sent him face-down onto the ground.

Then they swarmed over him.

Slaps landed on his face.

They began a flurry of punches and kicks.

Bang, bang, bang!

The continuous rain of punches fell like a storm.

It sounded like heavenly music.

Carrying a special rhythm.

Pei Zhaoyuan tried to protect his body by circulating the elemental power within him.

But it was useless.

Every single one of his opponents was stronger than him.

With every kick that landed.

His Elemental Armor and Energy Defenses shattered instantly.

The beating continued.

Pei Zhaoyuan began to howl.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! Let me go! For the sake of my old age, spare this old man! I have money, I can give you ten percent of my Family fortune!"

As his voice fell.

The punches and kicks paused for a moment.

Pei Zhaoyuan thought his proposal had worked.

That he had successfully stopped this terrible devastation.

But then.

An even more violent beating began.

Pei Zhaoyuan was on the verge of a breakdown.

These punches and kicks carried an unimaginable penetrating force.

Every strike went right through his skin.

Piercing through his body.

Bringing unbearable pain.

Half an hour later.

He finally couldn't take it anymore.

He wailed in agony.

Saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Mucus flowed from his nose.

With a sobbing voice.

He kept kneeling and begging for mercy.

Base City A-1.

Li Cang ordered everyone to collect the corpses of those sea monsters.

Later, they would feast.

Having a grand seafood banquet.

Just like Lu Chen.

Li Cang was also full of resentment toward that Deep Sea Overlord.

"Hmph, old loach, you'd better pray that Lu Chen doesn't gain anything from the Secret Realm this time."

"Otherwise, one day I'll destroy your nest, skin you alive, and chop your meat into fish balls."

Meanwhile, in the wilderness.

Pei Zhaoyuan had already lost consciousness.

His face was black and blue.

His body was covered in black and purple bruises.

He was swollen all over.

He looked extremely pathetic.

Lu Chen felt a sense of refreshment.

He didn't kill the man.

After all, no one had actually died that day.

And the current Pei Zhaoyuan, in his eyes,

Was just an ant that he could crush or mold at any time.

From now on.

He would have his Clones keep a constant eye on this Family.

If they dared to do anything to harm him or those around him,

He would not hesitate to wipe out the entire Pei Family.

Inside the Secret Realm.

Lu Chen waited for his reward with an eager face.

Bright No. 7 gave him a bracelet.

Lu Chen took the bracelet.

His eyes still looked expectantly at the fat Husky in front of him.

Bright No. 7 said,

"Boss, that's all. The other things are just these mecha warriors in the palace and the ones you saw outside."