Chapter 23 Not Completely Unprepared

It wasn't that he was unprepared...

Although Tie Wu looked down on the supernatural beings in this Lion Alley, he was well aware of what this mission meant.

He had always adhered to the idea of ​​unexpected attacks and taking the initiative.

Smiling and greeting, then suddenly drawing his sword, was what he was best at.

But he never expected... someone to be even more "insidious" than him, not even giving him time for a full greeting.

With a "bang"!

Tie Wu felt as if he had been kicked by an elephant. The fist of the man in the suit was as hot as a branding iron, pouring down on him with immense and heavy power.

Too heavy!

Too heavy!!

The short figure suspended in the air, desperately stepped on the vortex fan under his feet, using his cheek to directly receive Song Ci's full-strength punch. The steel fan rotated wildly, with a deep roar bursting out and soaring into the long night.

He seemed to want to resist this immense force.

But... it only lasted for a second.

The fan under his feet couldn't bear the huge penetrating force and suddenly exploded.

Song Ci delivered the complete punch.

Tie Wu's body was blasted out like a cannonball, smashing through two thick alley walls in succession, being knocked from Lion Alley to the adjacent Jixiang Alley.

Liu Yi looked at Song Ci in horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

Was this the kind of power a human could possess? Even the strongest of the strong-attack supernatural beings would find it difficult to possess such brute force, right?

If this guy landed a punch on him... would he even survive?

Smoke filled the air.

Song Ci patted his shoulder, dusted off the excess dust, and said softly, "Sorry... I didn't hear you clearly, what's your name?"

A trembling voice came from afar.

"Since you didn't hear me clearly... then I'll say it again..."

The voice was tinged with laughter.

The trembling was because... bits of gravel and iron filings were constantly falling from his body.

"Tie Wu... Iron as in steel, five as in one, two, three, four, five."

"Central Continent, Source Tower, apostle under the throne of Bacchus. Tie Wu."

Song Ci narrowed his eyes. Two alleys had been smashed through, revealing a large hole. The smoke was blown away by the strong wind, revealing the short figure who had fallen heavily at the end. His face was covered in blood, but he wore a smile. Even after suffering such a heavy blow, he remained calm and did not fall to the ground.

Tie Wu raised his hands, as if sitting on a throne.

Yes.

That was indeed a throne.

The walls peeled off, revealing countless iron filings. The trembling sound became more and more intense and firm... finally, behind and beneath him, steel intertwined, forming a throne that unfolded, and he sat on it.

"In the name of the divine throne... I carry the edict of the gods."

Tie Wu raised a hand, aimed it at Song Ci, and slowly pressed down.

The entire Lion Alley resounded with a dense roar. One piece of ironware after another was pulled away and then recast. They crashed into the "black hole" in the night, and at this moment every piece of ironware began to reveal a cold light... the rust that had accumulated on them for years was removed by an indescribable divine power, and the "black hole" where countless ironware collided and collapsed began to expand.

After being recast.

One sword after another emerged from the iron ball, reborn.

Song Ci looked at the magnificent scene in the air, which could be called magnificent, and felt a huge pressure. A few drops of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Countless pieces of ironware were pulled away, recast into new forms... and the dust and rust were washed away, and they were given new life. This was truly an incredible sight, making people want to marvel.

If... he wasn't being targeted by these ironware.

He took a light breath without revealing any trace.

Song Ci's expression didn't change much. He smiled faintly under the pressure.

Sitting on the throne, Tie Wu's face was as majestic as a god. He stared at Song Ci, and his voice spread like thunder.

"State your name."

Song Ci was silent for a second.

He was a vulgar person.

Faced with this situation, his response had always been very vulgar.

"I'm your dad."

...

...

"Come with me, there is a secret passage in the master bedroom of the house."

The Madam packed up simply.

At the first moment of the crisis... she did not hesitate and chose to evacuate directly.

This was not the first time this had happened. In the past in the capital, she had also experienced "assassinations." Professional matters needed to be handled by professionals. Hesitating and staying would only cause greater losses.

For this handover of alternate councilors, she had already prepared for the worst.

Being assassinated... was naturally also taken into consideration.

A long time ago, when Old Lu built this house, he considered security issues. This underground passage was a secret project of Hua Zhi in the old city. After entering the passage, you could reach the underground pipes connecting the entire old city. The underground construction of the capital was well-connected. As long as you were familiar with the route map, you could go to any place.

The Madam subconsciously tugged her sister, but found that she didn't move.

"..."

Nan Jin hugged her knife, standing still. She said to Gu Shen, "You are responsible for escorting my sister away from here."

"You're not leaving?"

The Madam frowned: "You should know what an apostle is."

The Lantern was about to burn out.

If she didn't get away now, there would only be more trouble.

"Of course I know..."

Lu Nan Jin smiled: "The apostle who possesses God-given power is invincible... That's what the teacher told me."

She looked out of the courtyard and said softly, "But how do you know if it's true if you don't try?"

Lu Nan Zhi fell silent.

"I know what you're thinking, I'm not a madman."

Nan Jin took a deep breath, and her whole state became much lighter.

All along, she had something to say.

Words that had been held back for a long time were finally spoken at this moment: "Over the years, I haven't actually been running around all over the world, as you think, just to find a place to send my life. Who wouldn't want to live a little longer?"

"I just don't like the feeling of Lion Alley bleeding that day. I hid behind you, tugging at your clothes, unable to do anything."

She placed her hand on the scabbard inside her windbreaker.

"So... I took up the knife."

"It's so that one day, when the same thing happens again, I don't have to back down, I can draw my knife and cut."

The little girl who held the knife.

Now she has grown up.

"Now this day has come—"

"Fighting is something Song Ci has always been good at. What if he's just a little bit away from killing the apostle?" Lu Nan Jin pressed down on her swords with both hands, and a fiery fighting spirit ignited in her eyes. Her voice also became more and more high-pitched: "If you add me, maybe we can succeed."

"...You really are still the same."

The Madam looked at her sister and said softly, "Ten years have passed, and you are still the same Lu Nan Jin as before, except that your face has grown a little, but your personality has not changed at all. Who knows you better than me? Even if you don't hold a knife, you are still that little hedgehog who wants to fight to the end."

Lu Nan Jin was stunned.

"I know, I can't persuade you."

The Madam slowly approached and gave her sister a long-lost hug for ten years.

She patted Nan Jin's shoulder and said softly, "You will definitely do what you have set your mind on... even if you are crushed to pieces, you don't care."

As soon as the voice fell.

Lu Nan Jin's pupils contracted slightly, and then dilated.

The hand holding the scabbard slowly relaxed.

The Madam withdrew her hand hidden in her sleeve, where there was a fast-acting mental solvent needle, made of the spiritual elements of "Lion Wake Wine."

She supported Lu Nan Jin's gradually sliding shoulder and said softly, "Mr. Gu... please lend a hand. I'll have to trouble you next."