The city was chaotic. Despite the intact judicial system and the diligent efforts of public officials to maintain stability, the presence of so many mutated individuals and those who had once trampled on the law, locked in eternal enmity, ensured it could never be truly peaceful.
Some, relying on their power, acted with impunity, causing the deaths of countless innocent people. These innocents, feeding on resentment, became monsters of terrifying power, engaging in endless revenge…
Vengeance for vengeance, until everyone was dead or destroyed, there would always be someone living in hatred.
"I was wrong, don't come closer!"
"Help, help! No! Let me go!"
"I still have family, a child! My child is only seven, I know I was wrong, please let me go!"
Jiang Chongyan's gaze was cold and hard. "When you ran someone over, why didn't you think that other people also have children, and their children might be even younger? Is it justified for you to kill people!"
"I really didn't mean to! I had no choice! If I didn't do what they said, I would have died! I can't die! Please spare me, I can compensate you with money! Money, all my money! I'll give it all to you, to them!"
He knelt on the ground, incessantly kowtowing, his head bruised and swollen, tears and snot streaming down his face. He looked pathetic and tragic, yet one could recall that this pitiful man, who was now groveling at someone's feet, using his child as collateral for mercy, had orchestrated a major car accident just two days prior.
Not only Yan Mu, but the pile-up resulted in the deaths of six people, including her driver, and ten others were severely injured. Yan Mu's condition was considered mild. Among the deceased was a couple whose child was only a month old. The parents shielded their child in their final moments, sacrificing themselves and dying.
Were they not innocent?
"No one wants money, they want you to pay with your life!"
Jiang Chongyan killed him without mercy, shattering his dimly perceived soul into pieces. The surrounding spirits surged forward, tearing apart and devouring his fragmented soul.
After they had finished, they dispersed, leaving only the couple, who cautiously drifted towards him. "Thank you for your help these past two days. Without you, we might have already been eaten by other ghosts."
"You're welcome."
"Can we ask you for one more thing?"
"The child will be well taken care of by the Yan family, you don't need to worry."
This car accident was targeted at Yan Mu. The other injured and deceased were collateral damage. Although everyone was a victim, they were not obligated to help anyone. However, Yan Mu would certainly step in to assist.
Before that, the Qin and Mu families needed to be dealt with.
"Really? That's wonderful!"
"Director Yan is truly a great benefactor. Our child… Thank you, thank you…"
They existed in another form now, and being able to see their child was enough gratitude, yet they were worried about the child not being well cared for and growing up safely. Seeing Jiang Chongyan helping them, they hesitated before bringing it up.
Now that they had such good news, their hearts were finally at ease.
After parting ways with the couple, Jiang Chongyan, familiar with the route, returned to the city. It was evening, and the city was a riot of lights, lively and bustling.
He transformed into the guise of an ordinary person and headed towards a club he had previously inquired about.
A certain elder of the Qin family, known for his indulgence in lust, was there that day.
There were two reasons for dealing with him first. Firstly, this person had perverted tastes in bed and had previously tormented several people to death. Those individuals had suffered immensely in life, and their bodies and souls were completely exploited by him. It could be said his sins were unforgivable.
Secondly, he had previously crossed paths with Qin Xiuran. While their strength was comparable, Qin Xiuran possessed extraordinary luck, always managing to dodge fatal blows by chance. In a one-on-one duel, his chances of winning were not high.
Rather than risking confrontation, it was better to deal with the people around him first.
As he mused, he stepped into the elevator. Three other people entered with him. Two men, appearing to be bodyguards, were supporting a young man. The young man's head was bowed, seemingly unconscious, and the bodyguards were propping him up to prevent him from falling.
Jiang Chongyan looked at the person whose face he couldn't discern, a strange feeling stirring within him.
A feeling of familiarity and unfamiliarity.
It was too unusual.
"Hey."
The young man didn't react. Instead, the two bodyguards immediately became tense, glaring at him fiercely. "What are you shouting for? Mind your own business!"
Jiang Chongyan immediately felt that this was his business to meddle in.
With a "ding," the elevator stopped and the doors opened. He kicked one of the bodyguards flying outwards and simultaneously snatched the young man being held captive, turning and delivering another kick.
By the time the two of them hit the ground, he had pressed the elevator button again.
"What's wrong with you?"
The young man's exhaled breath was scorching hot. He shook his head unconsciously, mumbling something indistinctly. Jiang Chongyan listened for a moment but couldn't understand, so he gave up.
"Where are you going?"
"Restroom… Water… Give me water…"
Jiang Chongyan couldn't just abandon him, so he dragged the person upstairs. When he reached the door of a room, he leaned the young man against the wall. "Stand here, don't move, I'll take you away later."
The young man showed no reaction.
Jiang Chongyan could only temporarily hide him behind a potted plant and then walk directly to the door and knock.
There was no answer for a long time.
Jiang Chongyan didn't want to waste time. He glanced at the surveillance camera in the corridor, disabled it, and then walked straight in.
Inside the room, an unspeakable group battle was underway.
The victim was covered in wounds, bleeding profusely, and in a daze. Jiang Chongyan could even see her soul constantly drifting outwards.
His anger surged, and the aura around him turned dark.
"Who are you?"
Finally sensing his presence, the elder turned around. His obese, wrinkled body was unsightly. He looked at Jiang Chongyan with a hint of apprehension.
"Ghost King? I haven't seen you before. We have no enmity, why are you looking for me?"
"To kill!"
The Yin energy emanating from him enveloped the entire room. The elder's previous apprehension and fear vanished, and he prepared for a fierce battle.
"Since you've come to kill me, this old man will fight you to the end! I happen to be in need of a spiritual elixir, so I'll refine it with your ghost king's soul!"
The club room became the battlefield for the two of them.
Most of the people in the room were his disciples. Anyone who could be here was naturally not good. To prevent being ganged up on later and to replenish his strength, Jiang Chongyan directly tore apart several of them, flesh and soul, and absorbed them.
"Abomination!"
Seeing his disciples die, the elder's eyes widened in fury. Forgetting to put on his Taoist robe, he grabbed his whisk and flew towards Jiang Chongyan, engaging him in a fight.
Outside.
The young man, whom he had hidden behind the potted plant, couldn't bear the burning sensation of lust. His eyes glazed over, and he staggered to his feet, walking outwards, leaning against the wall.
As he passed a certain room, he was suddenly pulled inside.
"That person didn't show up, so let's just pick one."
"This is all we can do now."
"Have them take plenty of photos, and tomorrow we'll give the young lady a good propaganda piece…"