People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 284 More Skilled Than Going Home

The group of people wearing black cloaks looked at their leader with a chill in their hearts, but no one dared to refute anything.

Under the command of the leader, they divided into several small teams and crept into the manor.

The gradually darkening sky provided a perfect disguise for their actions.

The infiltration went very smoothly. Without any accidents, these people each came to the designated location, turned over and jumped into the villa of the manor through the window.

As soon as they landed, they heard a melodious cello sound.

When they heard the sound of the cello, their eyes sparkled.

According to the information they received, the bloodline of the Witch King entered the manor to teach Qi Yan music.

At this moment, the sound of the cello just pointed out the direction for their actions.

A group of people held their breath, focused their attention and followed the sound of the piano, and soon arrived outside the performance room.

The team split into two sides and stood outside the door. Following a gesture from the leader, they decisively kicked open the door and rushed into the concert room.

The sound of the cello suddenly stopped.

In the concert room, Bai Ke was holding his cello, looking nervously at the group of cloaked men that had broken in.

"What do you want to do?" Bai Ke asked nervously.

"Don't waste time talking to him, just take him away!"

The leader gave the order decisively.

Just as the men were about to rush forward and knock Bai Ke unconscious, Bai Ke took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and played the cello in his arms again.

The piano sounded melodious, but this time it carried an inexplicably hollow rhythm.

Everyone, including the leader, was in low spirits.

"I'm so tired. Every day I try to restore the Witch King's rule, but I'm being chased by everyone like a rat crossing the street. There has been no progress for more than ten years."

"This is one of the only two remaining descendants of the Witch King. Do we really have to use force?"

"I'm hungry. You guys catch them. I'll sit down and eat something."

A group of people stopped where they were and started to tank immediately.

Chalk tried hard to maintain the guidance of the Sound of the World, trying to prolong the duration of this performance.

The cloaked men who broke into the manor felt even more depressed, and even their heartbeats began to slow down and their breathing became shallower.

Their eyelids were heavy, as if they had fought a fierce battle for three days and three nights, then ran off to participate in an extreme triathlon competition, and finally listened to the leader's report meeting on an empty stomach all night, feeling hopeless.

Now, let alone the bloodline of the Witch King before them, even if the Gemini Queens performed a striptease in front of them, they would not have the strength to do anything.

In a daze, the leader suddenly heard an abrupt wrong note, and then the cello sound was forced to stop.

The leader broke free from the power of the Voice of the World, his heart trembling violently.

"Oh no, we've all been tricked, let's go and stop him!" The leader struggled and roared.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure crawling up using his hands and feet, rushing over and knocking Bai Ke unconscious.

The cello fell to the ground, the strings broke, and Bai Ke collapsed limply into the figure's arms.

"Mission accomplished, no time to waste, everyone, escape before Qi Yan can react!"

As the figure spoke, he picked up the chalk and was the first to flee.

The others were overjoyed upon seeing this, and without giving it any further thought, they got up one by one and followed him.

The group fled the manor without stopping, and even ran two blocks away before stopping to catch their breath.

The leader turned his head with lingering fear and looked in the direction of the manor. Seeing no one chasing after him, he breathed a sigh of relief:

“It seems like we have turned a disaster into a blessing. Qi Yan must have been affected by the power of the Voice of the World and failed to notice our actions in time.

You did a good job, you were very quick to react, remember to come to me to claim your reward when you return."

The figure carrying the chalk said in a tone full of surprise:

"And there's a bounty, which is a real windfall."

The leader snorted. Because the mission went surprisingly smoothly, he was in a good mood and even felt like making a joke:

"If I follow me, how can I miss out on your benefits?

After we return with the blood of the Witch King, the higher-ups will surely reward us well, and everyone will get a share."

The big promise drawn by the leader immediately boosted the spirits of the other cloaked men.

"Thank you, Boss. Following you is the best decision we have ever made!"

"Boss, from now on, if you point east, I will never go west. If you ask me to hit the White Queen among the Twin Queens, I will never hit the Black Queen!"

"You are the only one who wants to fight the twin queens. You are not even qualified to be beaten by them."

As the mission was successfully completed, the group of people relaxed and started joking with each other.

The leader coughed lightly, interrupting their chat:

"Don't let your guard down. We still have to hurry back to the base. Hiding the blood of the Witch King will be a real success."

People looked at each other, did not stay any longer, protected the companion carrying the chalk in the center, and quickly evacuated towards their base.

Bai Ke was carried on the shoulders and felt a little uncomfortable from the bumpy ride. He struggled a little, but was immediately pinched on the thigh.

After receiving Qi Yan's reminder, Bai Ke had to endure the uncomfortable feeling and continued to pretend to be unconscious.

Qi Yan carried the chalk and mixed in among the cloaked men. He was like a fish in water and was even more skilled than when he was back home.

The group walked through the streets and alleys, choosing secluded routes to avoid the crowds, and even went into the sewers along the way.

"arrive."

The leader stopped and looked around vigilantly to make sure that there was no one following the team before he pressed a stone wall on the sewer wall.

A dark-gold Originium circuit emerged from the sewer wall, and then the wall split apart to the sides with the sound of mechanical gears rubbing, revealing a dark passage behind it.

A group of people came in one after another, and Qi Yan's eyes hidden under his cloak kept looking around curiously.

The passage was not long. After walking for less than two minutes, light appeared at the end.

Then his vision suddenly widened, and a spacious underground laboratory appeared in Qi Yan's sight.

Inside the laboratory, a group of guys wearing sorcerer cloaks were immersed in their own experiments and didn't even glance at Qi Yan and the others who walked in.

The leader was not surprised by this. He took Qi Yan and his men through the laboratory and came to a secret room deep inside.

"Lock up the Witch King's Bloodline, and then you wait here and guard it. I will go and report."

The leader opened the door of the secret room, gave some instructions and turned away.

Qi Yan threw the chalk into the secret room, rubbed his hands and chased after the leader:

"Boss, I don't want your reward. Just take me with you to broaden my horizons."

The leader glanced at Qi Yan, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly under his cloak:

"You kid, you want to get promoted?"

"Hey, look at what you said. I just want to show my face and try to become familiar to you." Qi Yan said with a smug look.

The leader snorted but said nothing, tacitly agreeing to Qi Yan's proposal.

He was not worried that Qi Yan would succeed in taking the throne or threaten his own position. After all, the internal competition among the remnants of the Witch King was not a matter of the best getting the job.

The leader would naturally be happy to save himself some bounty.

The two walked one after the other, going deeper into the messy corridor of the laboratory, and finally came to a door.

The leader knocked on the door twice, then stood outside and asked:

"Sir, we have successfully brought the bloodline of the Witch King here."

"Did anything unexpected happen?"

A deep male voice came from inside the door.

The leader quickly shook his head and asked for credit:

"With my help, there were no accidents. Qi Yan didn't even have time to react before we sneaked in and captured the Witch King's bloodline."