11: Chapter 11 Jiang Jin: You think a pistol is the only truth?

Early morning; the night was deep.

The wild dogs, cicadas, and frogs in the village had also ceased their barking and croaking, sinking into a deep slumber.

The courtyard was silent.

Suddenly, several pitch-black figures emerged from the shadowy corners!

They were fully armed, their bodies wrapped tightly in camouflage combat gear, revealing only pairs of cold, ruthless eyes!

Moving with agility, they quickly vaulted over the courtyard wall in a few swift leaps.

"Go!"

Reaching the bedroom door, one of them gripped a cold, sharp dagger and gave a hand signal!

The next second, one of them retrieved a set of lock-picking tools from an equipment bag, and in just over ten seconds,

"Click—"

The locked bedroom door was suddenly breached!

Seeing this, the leader's face lit up. He signaled to his companion, and the bedroom door was gently pushed open!

The bedroom was quiet. A young man lay fast asleep on the bed, breathing evenly, his brow relaxed, as if he were having a peaceful dream.

"It's him!"

"The top student from Shenwan University—Jiang Jin!"

A somewhat refined man in the team compared the photo on his phone with the sleeping youth.

Finally, he nodded with certainty to the leader.

"Tie him up with rope first, then wake him!"

The leader's lips curled into a smile as he whispered the order.

His subordinates moved with light, practiced speed—clearly, they were accustomed to such kidnappings—and completed the task in less than a minute.

"Slap!"

A crisp, resounding slap landed on the sleeping youth's face, accompanied by a cold, mocking voice:

"Kid, wake up. Our boss has a few questions for you!"

"Huh, still playing dead?"

Seeing that a single slap hadn't woken him, the underling began slapping him left and right, landing several more heavy blows!

The leader, who had been confident of victory, finally sensed something inexplicably wrong.

The leader raised an eyebrow and pushed aside the underling who was about to strike again. He placed his finger under the sleeping youth's nose; seeing that the breathing remained steady, he felt slightly relieved.

But quickly, he sensed something amiss again!

Based on his experience, the youth certainly wasn't pretending to sleep, so why were there no signs of him waking up?

Could a young man sleep this soundly?

A sudden realization struck the leader!

This person possessed that mysterious—extraterrestrial meteorite!

Could this be an unknown ability of the extraterrestrial meteorite?

Just as the leader's thoughts were in turmoil and his heart uneasy, a chilling voice suddenly drifted from outside the door:

"Are you looking for me?"

The group turned around, chilled to the bone, to see a young man in gray pajamas standing outside the door!

When the refined man in the team saw the youth outside, he was visibly shaken and stammered in disbelief:

"You are... Jiang Jin?!"

"No! If you are Jiang Jin, then who is this person sleeping on the bed?!"

The young man outside the door flashed a bright, harmless smile, revealing a set of white teeth that shone even in the dark night.

"Guess who he is?"

These uninvited late-night visitors quickly reacted, drawing the loaded handguns from their waists and pointing the dark muzzles directly at Jiang Jin!

Facing the threat of the handguns, Jiang Jin's expression remained unchanged. He walked steadily into the bedroom and sat on the fruitwood chair in front of the computer desk.

In the dim light of an old desk lamp, several burly men tightly surrounded Jiang Jin. Their hands, gripping the handguns, trembled ever so slightly, unnoticed by themselves.

A faint smile played on Jiang Jin's face; there was not a trace of panic in his expression, as if everything were under his control.

Yet, the more indifferent Jiang Jin appeared, the more solemn the uninvited guests became. The quiet atmosphere in the room carried an indescribable sense of eeriness.

"Speak. You five grown men have come to my home in the middle of the night—what is it you want?"

A few moments later, Jiang Jin said to them with a hint of mockery.

"You... are you Jiang Jin?"

The leader swallowed hard, suppressing a sense of foreboding. He pointed to the youth who was still "fast asleep" and asked cautiously:

"Is this person your twin brother?"

"Twin brother?"

Jiang Jin flashed his white teeth, shook his head, and smiled: "No, he is merely a mass of Qi."

Immediately after, as their pupils constricted in shock, Jiang Jin gently swept his hand forward. The "youth" who had been sleeping on the ground slowly blurred, and finally, dissolved into a puff of white Qi and vanished completely!

"Magic—??"

"Illusion—?!"

This shocking display, which defied all common sense, truly stunned the five men present!

None dared to entertain thoughts of the supernatural Domain, so they could only desperately cling to their past common sense!

The leader, having seen his fair share of high-stakes situations, quickly calmed down. With a hint of contrition in his sincere tone, he said to Jiang Jin:

"Mr. Jiang, I apologize. I was overly presumptuous tonight!"

"I will not come to cause trouble again. Let us go our separate ways in peace, how about that?"

With that, the leader removed his black mask, revealing a resolute, cold face.

At first glance, it was clear this man had weathered many storms and, possessing an invisible, powerful aura, had held a high position for many years!

Seeing the leader's face, Jiang Jin was momentarily surprised, then smiled with interest:

"Interesting. The highest-ranking police official of Guangnan Province... leading a team here in person."

"I am Mo Wudi. Greetings, Mr. Jiang!"

Mo Wudi carried the air of an ambitious overlord; seeing that the situation was unfavorable, he took the initiative to bow.

Indeed, this was the mysterious person who had been in contact with The Rich Young Master from Sichuan!

"You came to my home in the middle of the night to fight to the death, and you think I will just let you go?"

Jiang Jin sat leisurely on the fruitwood chair, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Based on your status? Or just your... empty words?"

"Kid!"

"Don't push your luck! My boss has already apologized—what more do you want?!"

Seeing Mo Wudi being humiliated, an underling beside him grew indignant. He raised his handgun, angrily pointing the dark muzzle at Jiang Jin, and said with bloodshot eyes:

"I admit, you're freakish!"

"But so what?"

"Do you think you can withstand the 'truth'?"

This sudden turn of events made Mo Wudi's heart skip a beat. He straightened up and hurriedly shouted: "Xiaozhi, don't be presumptuous!"

"Put the gun away immediately and bow to apologize to Mr. Jiang!"

Mo Wudi cursed inwardly. It was one thing for this idiot to be slow-witted in the past, but at such a critical moment, he still couldn't read the situation!

If he wanted to court death, he shouldn't drag him along!

Jiang Jin could appear without fear and use supernatural means to create a "Clone." Such an unknown ability was chilling to behold—was this something they, as "Mortals," could face?

"Do you think... a handgun is the truth?"

Just as the underling was about to retort disdainfully, a cold aura appeared on Jiang Jin's calm face as he said:

"Then by all means, fire and see."

"You said it yourself!"

A sinister glint flashed in the underling's eyes.

Instantly, without hesitation, he pulled the trigger!

"Bang—"