Chapter 59: Killing Chen Jun, Apologies from the Assassin Group!

Pei Qi's sudden move left Chen Jun in utter shock.

"W-what are you doing?"

"You don't want to see your daug—"

Before Chen Jun could finish, Pei Qi raised his leg and kicked him far away.

In the next moment, Pei Qi walked over swiftly and stomped on Chen Jun's chest.

"You crazy?!"

Chen Jun roared furiously, "How dare you hit me?!"

Squelch!

In lock-blood mode, Pei Qi plunged his sword into Chen Jun's left arm. Blood sprayed everywhere, and Chen Jun screamed like a slaughtered pig.

"You—You don't believe I'll have your daughter killed?!"

Squelch!

Pei Qi stabbed his sword into Chen Jun's right arm, eliciting another heart-wrenching scream.

In this world, the pain players felt was identical to real life, but injuries healed slowly at a rate of 1% per second. As long as their HP didn't drop to zero, they wouldn't die.

Chen Jun had no idea what had happened. He didn't know why Pei Qi suddenly snapped or why he seemed to no longer care about his daughter's life.

He only knew that his own life was in danger, so he frantically shouted to the members of the Yanyu Pavilion surrounding him, "What the hell are you doing? Save me!"

But no one moved.

Pei Qi drove his sword into Chen Jun's leg, his voice cold and calm, "I told you, I would cut off your arms, slice off your three legs, dig out your heart, and feed it to the dogs."

Chen Jun howled in pain, "I didn't touch your daughter! Ah! Help! Save me, I'll give anyone who helps me ten thousand yuan!"

The people from Yanyu Pavilion whispered among themselves:

"Seriously? The other side is paying thirty thousand, and he's still talking about a few thousand here and there. What, does he think we're begging for scraps?"

"He's so cheap, even at death's door. He deserves to be cut up."

"All he does is boss people around. He should just get it over with and die already."

Turns out, the people of Yanyu Pavilion had long been fed up with Chen Jun's antics.

Only one person, Wu Zui, tried to help. Loyal to his leader, Wu Zui charged at Pei Qi with a dagger, hoping to save Chen Jun. But before he could get close, Pei Qi decapitated him with one swift strike, reducing him to a beam of light, ending his final revival within the cycle.

With both arms and legs disabled, Chen Jun finally broke down, "Big Brother, please spare me! I'll let your daughter go right away!"

"No need," Pei Qi replied coldly. "My daughter is already home."

"What?!"

Chen Jun's face went pale. Finally, he understood why Pei Qi no longer feared his threats. Realizing he had lost the only leverage over Pei Qi, panic seized him.

"I— I have connections! My family is backed by the Chen clan, and my father has ties with the Su family. Don't kill me! I can get you into Yanyu Pavilion!"

"I'll give you money! Ten thousand! No, a hundred thousand! Just let me live, please! I'll give you whatever you want, I don't want to die!"

By this point, Chen Jun was so terrified he had wet himself—literally.

But Pei Qi was unmoved by his pleas. Without a word, he stabbed Chen Jun's third leg. As another agonizing scream echoed, Pei Qi deactivated lock-blood mode and drove his sword through Chen Jun's heart, reducing the last 1% of his HP to zero.

Chen Jun's lifeless body collapsed into a puddle of blood and urine. His eyes were wide open in horror as his body flickered and disintegrated into particles of light.

The members of Yanyu Pavilion retreated in fear, unwilling to get close to Pei Qi.

Meanwhile, the battle between the Assassin Mercenary Corps and the Supreme Guild, with Zhang Yue still involved, continued.

But then Pei Qi suddenly shouted, "Everyone, stop!"

At his command, all the members of the Assassin Mercenary Corps ceased their attacks, bringing the battle to a temporary halt.

Just as the onlookers were trying to figure out what had happened, Pei Qi sheathed his sword, raised both hands, and walked up to Zhang Yue.

With a fiery gaze locked on Zhang Yue, Pei Qi spoke in a deep voice, "On behalf of the Assassin Mercenary Corps, I apologize to you!"

"What's going on?" Zhang Yue asked, clearly confused.

At that moment, Su Jingyan sent a message, "Zhang Yue, I had my people retrieve the assassin leader's daughter and sent her home safely."

Everything suddenly became clear to Zhang Yue.

At that point, Pei Qi suddenly knelt before him, his voice steady, "One man's actions, one man's responsibility."

"Everything we did against you and your Supreme Guild these past few days, it was all my orders. My brothers in the Assassin Mercenary Corps had nothing to do with it."

"I've killed many of your people. Let me pay with my life!"

"Fine, then pay with your life."

Zhang Yue raised his staff and cast three spells in succession—Fireball, Ice Spike, and Lightning Strike—each dealing around 1500 points of damage, killing Pei Qi on the spot.

"This is for the forty million," Zhang Yue muttered coldly, watching Pei Qi dissolve into light and disappear.

"Boss!" The members of the Assassin Mercenary Corps were enraged, grabbing their weapons and preparing to avenge their leader.

But then a message came through their guild chat. It was from Pei Qi: "No one move! These are my orders!"

At the same time, Li Xiaoyao from the Supreme Guild tallied the casualties, "Over the past two days, your Assassin Mercenary Corps killed 235 of our people. Currently, 234 are left unpaid."

A new message appeared in the Assassin Mercenary Corps chat: "Qiqi is back! Zhang Yue's people brought her back to me!"

That one message instantly extinguished the flames of hatred burning in the hearts of the Assassin Mercenary Corps members.

Everyone fell silent.

Ten seconds later, one by one, they set down their weapons and walked over to Zhang Yue.

"We are willing to pay with our lives for the deaths of your guild members."

"I will pay as well."

"Count me in. Just please, don't let our leader take all the blame."

The members of the Assassin Mercenary Corps knelt one after another before Zhang Yue.

This scene stunned everyone—from the Supreme Guild to the Yanyu Pavilion members and the onlookers alike.

Zhang Yue stood expressionless, looking down at the group of kneeling mercenaries. He raised his staff once again.

The mercenaries closed their eyes, ready to face their deaths.

But then Zhang Yue lowered his staff.

Confused, they opened their eyes and exchanged puzzled glances.

Then, Zhang Yue spoke in a calm but firm voice, "As people of the Dragon Nation, your strength should be directed outward, not at your own countrymen."

"Killing each other doesn't take skill. If you have any guts, go into the 'Slaughter World' and kill the enemies who oppress our people!"

"Protecting family, defending our nation—that is the true purpose of a professional player."

Zhang Yue's words left the Assassin Mercenary Corps ashamed.

He then added, "Tell your leader, this debt must be paid, but in a different way."

"Compensate the Supreme Guild double for all the economic and material losses suffered over the past two days. And from now on, you will help escort them through the Third World."

"Any problems?"

The mercenaries responded immediately, "No! No problem at all!"

Zhang Yue walked over to the spot where Chen Jun had perished, sighing quietly, "Hurting others only hurts yourself in the end."

"Why bother..."

At the same time.

In Linhai City, at the Chen Corporation.

Chen Tianqiang had just finished a meeting when he received a call. The moment he answered it, he staggered back a few steps. If not for his secretary's quick reaction, he would have fallen to the floor.

His eyes widened in shock, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

"Who did it?"

"Who killed my son? I'll make them pay with their blood!"

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