The colossal bullet completely obliterated the sunglasses-wearing leader's entire arm, leaving little more than bone fragments. Only the blood mist still lingering in the air served as proof of its former existence.
"Ah—"
The sunglasses-wearing leader screamed. The immense inertia from the grenade blast sent him flying over ten meters before he crashed heavily into a dirt mound.
His wretched howls lingered, chilling to the bone.
"This is bad, enemy attack!"
The mercenaries finally reacted. Forgetting Bai Zihe entirely, they screamed and retreated, grabbing their weapons while frantically searching for cover and escape routes.
When disaster strikes, one's own life is always paramount.
Forget the mission, forget everything...
Nothing else mattered!
"Boom..."
A deafening roar echoed, and the ground began to tremble.
On the distant horizon, rows of armored vehicles were advancing like an overwhelming tide.
They flattened gullies, crushed gravel, and pushed down walls!
There was no suspense.
A torrent of steel, terrifying indeed!
A few mercenaries had already prepared their sniper rifles, intending to make a stand.
But witnessing this scene, no one could muster the will to resist!
Fighting against armored vehicles, wasn't that just asking for death?
In just a moment.
The armored vehicles stopped a short distance from Bai Zihe.
A group of soldiers, also clad in camouflage, jumped from the vehicles and easily subdued everyone from the Flying Eagle Mercenary Group.
On their collars, there was a uniform "Sky Wolf" emblem.
It was the Wolf Army, led by Zhan Tianlong!
"Young Master!"
Zhan Tianlong was the last to descend. He saluted Bai Zihe and asked, pointing at the mercenaries, "How should we deal with these people?"
Bai Zihe's gaze swept over the mercenaries.
Even after being subdued, they remained defiant, their faces etched with cold smiles.
Bai Zihe said lightly, "These people have blood on their hands. Just kill them."
His words caused their expressions to freeze.
In their minds,
They were not Chinese. Even if Bai Zihe were to act, he should have some reservations.
But they never expected Bai Zihe to be so utterly unconcerned.
"Oh, shit!"
"You can't kill us, we are from the Lighthouse Country!"
"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death..."
The mercenaries cursed and resisted, but it didn't last long.
The combat effectiveness of the Wolf Army far exceeded their expectations.
In mere seconds.
All over a dozen members of the Flying Eagle Mercenary Group were executed!
Even the sunglasses-wearing leader, who had lost an arm and was unconscious, was riddled with bullets.
"Since the Ling family is so eager to show themselves..."
Bai Zihe looked at the pile of corpses, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and instructed Zhan Tianlong, "Twist off all their heads and put them in boxes!"
"I will deliver a grand gift to the Ling family."
The Ling Family.
Ling Dalong, Ling Cheng'bai, Ling Cheng'kong, and others were sitting in the family hall, anxiously awaiting news from Qin Shengtian.
If this operation could eliminate Bai Zihe in one fell swoop, it would be a great victory.
But if it failed...
They would inevitably face Bai Zihe's retaliation, and they needed to make plans accordingly.
"Cheng'bai, what is the situation with the Qin family? Is there no news yet?" Ling Dalong asked anxiously, unable to sit still.
"Patriarch, please rest assured!"
Ling Cheng'bai, however, was not nervous at all. He comforted, "The Flying Eagle Mercenary Group is a world-renowned mercenary organization with countless kills to their name.
"They are inherently brutal, cruel, and bloodthirsty..."
"When Bai Zihe encounters them, he surely has no chance of survival!"
Ling Dalong's brow relaxed slightly upon hearing this, but he remained uneasy.
He picked up his phone and dialed Qin Shengtian.
However, there was no immediate response from the other end.
It wasn't until tens of seconds later that someone answered the call.
"Brother Qin, what is the situation on your end?" Ling Dalong asked impatiently.
"Elder Ling, I am Qin Wu'guo."
"My father... he is dead. Bai Zihe twisted his neck!"
What?!
Ling Dalong's body trembled violently, and the phone slipped from his grasp, falling to the floor.
The head of the Qin family, one of the leaders of Suhang's three great aristocratic families.
Qin Shengtian was dead!
His head had been twisted off by Bai Zihe.
The Zheng family, the Qin family...
Would the Ling family be next?
A chill ran down Ling Dalong's spine, spreading from his vertebrae to the crown of his head. He was gripped by immense panic.
"Father!"
"What happened?"
Seeing Ling Dalong's reaction, Ling Cheng'bai and Ling Cheng'kong knew something was terribly wrong.
But before Ling Dalong could answer.
"Crash!"
The main gate of the Ling family was slammed open.
Several objects flew swiftly and landed on the coffee table in the center, causing the table to clatter loudly and splashing some liquid.
One drop landed near Ling Dalong's lips.
He instinctively licked it with his tongue. It tasted slightly sweet with a hint of腥味!
How could it possibly be—blood!!!
The discovery terrified Ling Dalong to his core. He immediately looked towards the objects on the coffee table.
They were a pile of bloody human heads!