As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

noon.

The headquarters of the Sky-Piercing Gang.

Pi Xinjie, the gang's P2 deputy, had a floating window projected in front of him, showing another man with a gloomy expression.

"Pi Xinjie, don't you have anything to explain?"

"An explanation? What kind of explanation do you want me to give you?"

"What explanation? Does your Sky-Piercing Gang really want to start a war with us?!"

"Tch..." Pi Xinjie scoffed and replied, "Your own people are useless, and you still have the nerve to come to me for an explanation?"

You must give me an explanation today!

“I don’t recall any conflict between non-trolls being able to alarm you, the vice president.”

"..."

"What, are you going to stick your neck out for a conflict that doesn't even have any tricks or magic?" Pi Xinjie said mockingly, "When did your Chixiao Society become so useless?"

The vice president of the Crimson Cloud Society, already displeased, became even more irritated. He was too lazy to beat around the bush and asked directly, "Are you going to protect that person or not?"

"What, you're planning to personally deal with a P5 member? Is this all the vice president is worth?"

“He killed so many of my people, this isn’t over!” Sheng Xin said. “I’m going to send the cultists to kill him.”

“Yes, but you can’t enter my Qingtian Gang’s territory.” Pi Xinjie drew a line directly.

"Impossible! Your people started this whole thing, and they'll pay the price!"

"The price is the price, and the bottom line is the bottom line." Pi Xinjie stood firm. "We agreed before that those who have entered the demonic realm would not participate in conflicts between non-demonic beings. Are you trying to take back what you said before?"

"He escaped from the clutches of the demon! Even if he hadn't become a demon, he still possessed that kind of power!"

"So what? Not being a ghost is not being a ghost. In the end, isn't it because your people are too useless? So many people, and you can't even kill one person who hasn't been a ghost? You even let him escape back. I don't care about things outside the Qingtian Gang's territory, but once he's back in my Qingtian Gang's territory, that's my business. It's not your people's place to tell me what to do."

"you!"

"What's wrong with me? If the situation in District One hadn't been so chaotic lately, would I still be sitting here? I would have gone and taken care of you already!"

"Just you?"

"Just me!"

"..."

Sheng Xin remained silent for a while.

He immediately said, "I will send someone who is not a charlatan to kill him."

"Okay," Pi Xinjie readily agreed.

The difference in combat power between non-devourers and devourers is like two completely different worlds.

The conflicts and actions between the two cannot be compared.

Simply put—

The former is controllable.

The latter is beyond our control.

In the era of cold weapons, possessing weapons was illegal.

In the age of firearms, possessing a gun is illegal.

It's basically the same principle.

Nobody wants a bomb bouncing around on their territory.

Pi Xinjie added, "But apart from Liu Ren, you can't touch anyone else. Since you're here, just focus on your work."

"Hmph..." Sheng Xin snorted coldly and hung up the communication.

Upon seeing this, Pi Xinjie was stunned for a moment, then cursed, "That bastard."

Then, he took control of the terminal again and used higher privileges to send a message to a specific target within the gang.

After a while, the call was finally connected.

Leaning back in his large executive chair, Pi Xinjie looked at Liu Ren's face on the projector screen and casually said, "Kid, do you even know you've messed up a lot?"

Liu Ren looked at the unknown contact with no contact information and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

"You've been with the Skybreaker Gang for so long, and you don't even recognize me?"

"If you haven't seen it before, you won't recognize it."

"Heh, so you're pretty tough, aren't you?" Pi Xinjie crossed his legs. "You killed so many people from the Chixiao Society, you don't think this is the end of it, do you?"

"..." Liu Ren did not respond, silently waiting for what would follow.

Seeing his expression, which seemed to know nothing of "fear," Pi Xinjie didn't bother beating around the bush and said directly, "Go check your life points and hand over any excess to the guild through the proper procedures. In a while, the Chixiao Guild will send people to kill you. You'd better deal with it yourself."

"Yes," Liu Ren replied.

Pi Xinjie stared at Liu Ren for two seconds, then suddenly sneered, "You don't need to even think about buying tricks or gadgets. Life points, even if you save up a lot, it's pointless!"

"..."

I was actually seen through.

But thinking about it from another perspective, Liu Ren felt that it wasn't strange at all.

Anyone who can reach the P2 rank, a deputy position within a guild, in this godforsaken place must be a formidable character.

I guessed this would happen.

That's perfectly normal.

...That's right, p2.

This conflict with other forces was so serious that it required personal handling, and Liu Ren found only this one answer in the original owner's memories.

Seeing that Liu Ren didn't speak, Pi Xinjie said with a confident air, "Whether it's selling strange tools or strange arts, the stock in those iron-clad shops is limited. They'll be sold out the moment they're put on the shelves. If you want to get into the world of strange arts, then do more good deeds for my Qingtian Gang, understand?"

Pi Xinjie's words made the people in the live broadcast room react instantly.

Isn't this a pure monopoly?

[All the methods for entering a supernatural state have been confiscated by the gang's higher-ups. So how can the lower-ups enter a supernatural state?]

[The higher-ups possess powerful magical tools and techniques, along with a group of loyal henchmen... What is this streamer supposed to do?]

[Those who don't delve into the supernatural are ultimately just low-level consumables.]

It seems the streamer couldn't escape becoming a consumable item after all...

【…】

Realizing the extent of the gang's control over Guiwu, Liu Ren said, "I've killed so many members of the Chixiao Gang, haven't I received even the slightest reward?"

"Heh, you dare to attack the Crimson Sky Society so casually? Do you know that their vice president came to me asking me to deal with you? I'm already being lenient by not punishing you, and you still want a reward from me?"

“Then I killed members of the Crimson Cloud Society, and the Crimson Cloud Society is not an ally of us. Besides, I will deal with the assassins of the Crimson Cloud Society myself, and the conflict between ordinary martial artists will not ultimately involve the Devious Ones—I weakened the combat power of the ordinary martial artists of the Crimson Cloud Society, doesn’t that count as making a contribution?”

"Hey, I thought you were just a bunch of idiots with nothing but limbs, but it turns out you're quite the talker." Pi Xinjie shifted into a more comfortable sitting position, thought for a moment, and then said, "How about this? Aren't you going to participate in the Martial Arts Festival later? If you can win three matches, you can keep your life points as a reward. How about that?"

"Okay," Liu Ren readily agreed.

"You're quite confident in yourself. Well, being able to escape from the possessed, you certainly have the right to be confident. So be it..." Pi Xinjie finished dealing with this small matter and was about to turn off the communication.

Liu Ren hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Wait, Vice Chief, I have something to report."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"I just stopped by the Xuan Yin Society and killed quite a few of them."

"what?"

Pi Xinjie took a breath and asked, "You brat, you're always trying to cause me trouble, aren't you? Do you even know what time it is in the East First District right now?"

"I can handle the battle for Beacon Tower No. 3 all by myself, thanks to Fan Wuduan's strength," Liu Ren declared, highlighting his own worth.

“The number of enemies killed must not be less than fifty,” Pi Xinjie said.

"can."

"Alright—as long as you can do it, I can forgive and forget about you killing those women from the Xuan Yin Society. But like I said, if they send assassins, you'll have to deal with them yourself."

"As long as they don't send in sorcerers to kill me, there's no problem."

"Heh... I've seen plenty of confident and capable people like you, but the number of them who have survived to this day is less than the number on one hand. Keep up the good work."

After speaking, Pi Xinjie hung up the call.

Looking at the extinguished projection, Liu Ren pondered for a while.

The existence of gangs... this form of organization seems to be more valuable than he had anticipated.

As a result, when people at higher levels encounter problems, their first instinct is still to handle them within the bounds of the "rules".

Instead of mindlessly suggesting killing them.

This is quite different from the gangsters that Liu Ren had in mind.

However... there must be a reason why the higher-ups would do this.

However, Liu Ren has no way of knowing this at the moment.

Like I said before... how could anyone be stupid enough to climb that high?

Even if they are all "bad people", they won't all be "stupid people".

"...Unfortunately, there's still too little information about the predecessor. If only I could get all the information about him from birth to the present, then many questions could be answered," Liu Ren thought to himself.

A car stopped in front of him at that moment.

Liu Ren glanced at it, opened the car door, and got in.

After he sat in the passenger seat, the vehicle started smoothly.

But in the driver's seat—there was no one in sight.