novelraw Chapter 679: Brutal Finish, Spear Pierces Yang Sui — A Perfect Promotional Poster!
Chapter 679: Brutal Finish, Spear Pierces Yang Sui — A Perfect Promotional Poster!
Perhaps it was the unleashing of potential right before death.
Yang Sui broke free from the silencing effect, his face deathly pale as he screamed in terror, "You'll regret killing me!!! You're making an enemy of Xuehai Academy!!!!"
Xuehai?
Lu Ding's eyes burned with fervor, brimming with savage killing intent.
Xuehai?
If they didn't know their place, he'd turn Xuehai into a Sea of Blood!!!!
He leveled the long lance, thrust it forward, and flicked it upward!!!
A dark gleam traversed the ten-thousand-meter distance of the narrow passage in the blink of an eye.
The lance tip pierced flesh.
Yang Sui suffered a heavy blow, his entire body flung uncontrollably backward.A mouthful of blood sprayed out.
The smile on Lu Ding's face grew wider and wider: "Hahahahahaha......"
Utter madness was on full display.
The horse's hooves never stopped, the long lance never lowered.
Lu Ding simply gave the horse free rein, charging forward while skewering Yang Sui and shattering several large mountains within the Pan Family estate grounds.
During this process, Yang Sui's flesh and blood disintegrated along with the collapsing mountain rock.
By the time Lu Ding reined in his horse.
Less than a third of Yang Sui's original flesh and blood remained on his body.
Even his head had fallen from his neck.
In mid-air.
Lu Ding's lance shattered it, splattering red and white matter everywhere. The visual impact reached its absolute peak at this moment.
A brutal end, GAMEOVER!
Qian Jin, standing nearby, was so shocked by this move he was left speechless.
But his hands didn't slow down.
Click, click, click......
Who knows how many photos he took.
He randomly opened one.
It showed Lu Ding on horseback, lance in hand, charging violently forward. Leaning forward, one hand held the lance level, the other gripped the reins controlling the horse. The half-crazed expression on his face was the perfect finishing touch.
He opened another one.
It was the scene of the final kill.
Yang Sui's head had just exploded on the triangular lance tip.
Lu Ding held the lance straight out with one hand, the other reined in the horse. The Bo Beast reared up on its hind legs, its body wreathed in black flames—the ultimate embodiment of violent aesthetics.
Carefully staged shots couldn't compare to a single casual press of the shutter.
The photos were static, but the characters within them were alive.
Lu Ding rode his horse over to Qian Jin, dispelling the spell.
He landed slowly.
Looking at himself in the camera.
He nodded, giving an objective evaluation: "Very handsome!"
But to be honest, it still wasn't perfect.
Because there were no specialized weapon petals of the [Qi of the Ticket Wind], no scholar-warrior sleeves, and no black wide-swinging robe.
Those were the soul of it all.
But things with flaws are what make perfection. Next time, he might not have such a wonderful mental state.
That moment just now, the exhilaration shot straight through the crown of his head. Though brief, it allowed Lu Ding to recapture a sliver of the feeling he had back when drilling through the Nanshan Stubborn Stone on the construction site.
Even if it was fleeting, that was where the dream began.
Sigh...
Really.
Qian Jin was always coming up with these things, making Lu Ding increasingly reluctant to let him die.
This already strong notion.
Reached its absolute peak when Qian Jin spoke his next words: "Grand Guardian, what if we develop these photos and use them as recruitment advertisement posters for investigators?"
Lu Ding's eyes lit up.
Damn it, Qian Jin, you're a fucking genius!!!
Your IQ must absolutely be over one hundred and sixty!!!!
No wonder you could become a bureau chief and still keep a deputy director like Hou Dehai, who trained himself to death, in check.
Ever since ascending to the Second Circle and being far from Feifan, Lu Ding hadn't heard such a satisfying idea in a long time.
Fu Xinghe wasn't bad either.
But he was steady and methodical, building high walls, amassing great stores of grain, occasionally throwing in something underhanded.
He didn't have Yan Feifan's kind of sudden flashes of inspiration, one after another, which Lu Ding called 'Feifan's Brain Spark'.
Now Qian Jin suddenly came out with this.
Lu Ding decided to let him become a martyr a little later.
At this moment, Qian Jin didn't yet know that because of one subconscious sentence he spoke to show off, he was about to live in fear and anxiety for a good while longer.
But regarding the previous idea, he had a supplement.
"Grand Guardian, I think there's a problem. If we use photos of killing Yang Sui as recruitment posters for investigators, then... it seems we might possibly offend Xuehai Academy."
Lu Ding looked at the photos while replying, "He's already killed. Would not publicizing it mean we wouldn't offend them?"
"When soldiers come, we have generals to block them;
when water comes, we have earth to dam it. If Xuehai Academy dares to cause trouble then, that would be obstructing a national law enforcement agency. If you can live until that time, I guarantee you'll get to perform, charging at the very front."
He knew Qian Jin's thoughts.
So he first painted the grand vision.
It was also to lay the groundwork for the idea that he wouldn't let Qian Jin die during this cleansing of the Path of Dry Bones.
To avoid a situation where, if Qian Jin encountered some danger and Lu Ding stepped in to save him, Qian Jin wouldn't be happy and would instead throw a tantrum.
Once these words were spoken.
There was much more that could be said later.
For example.
'Director Qian, you are the bureau chief. How could you die in the Path of Dry Bones? If you must die, it should be in a confrontation with Xuehai Academy. They have more prestige value.'
See.
Qian Jin instantly became so excited he couldn't hide it.
Dying in the Path of Dry Bones was a minor issue. What was that Gao Qiuli? She had prestige value, sure, but it wasn't high.
How could she compare to Xuehai Academy?
And obstructing a state agency, with him defending 749 to the death.
Well now...
A great meritorious deed!!!!
He just didn't know if he would die this time.
Anyway, he wouldn't slack off. He must lead by example, not making a single mistake.
He'd just treat 'not dying this time' as a beautiful, fantastical goal.
At this moment, Director Qian was also fiercely looking forward to it.
He swallowed the grand vision whole.
Standing at attention and saluting: "I guarantee the completion of the mission!!!"
Look at his fawning appearance.
Lu Ding smiled and pulled out his phone, preparing to call Fu Xinghe to mention using the Reshaper to repair these mountains that had been smashed apart.
He casually asked a question.
"Director Qian..."
"Just call me by my given name, or Old Qian."
Lu Ding nodded: "Alright, Old Qian, why did you become a bureau chief?"
Qian Jin's eyes darted: "To have a sufficient official position to obey your commands when you arrived!!"
Lu Ding: ...
Old slickster.
His mouth was even smoother than Feifan's.
Pleasant to hear, love hearing it.
If only Qian Jin hadn't strayed onto a crooked path.
Lu Ding held the phone;
Fu Xinghe's voice came from the other end: "Hello, Brother Lu."
"Xinghe, how's the work on your hands going now?"
Fu Xinghe, who was so busy he wished he could use his toes, immediately paused.
He pushed up his glasses.
Lowering his voice, responding with an air of calm indifference and composure, his voice full of relaxed ease: "All taken care of."
"Then it's time for the Reshaper to enter the scene. Over at the Pan Family side, there's quite a bit of damage. Also, we'll need it later for cleaning up the battlefield in the Path of Dry Bones."
Fu Xinghe immediately responded: "Brother Lu, you went to the Path of Dry Bones?"
Lu Ding: .......
"A small situation cropped up suddenly. I was afraid Old Qian couldn't handle it, so I came."
Fu Xinghe fell silent.
He grasped the key point.
Old Qian... Old Qian...
Brother Lu hadn't called him that before, had he?
A white light flashed across his glasses.
Qian Jin, ah, Qian Jin, you're not being honest!!!