Then let the witch offer her loyalty

"Zhiwei, I'm really sorry, our boss has some things to do in Nan'an and can't get away, so I'm delivering his regards on his behalf."

Zhu Zhiwei smiled and nodded, shaking hands with the guests and returning their greetings with a cupped-hand salute.

At this moment, a boy with amber eyes walked up to Zhu Zhiwei, holding a gift box in his hands. He handed over the invitation and said, "Chen Moxin, from the Undying Gang."

Zhu Zhiwei took the invitation, glanced at it, and looked Chen Moxin up and down. He asked suspiciously, "The Undying Gang? I've never seen you before. Where's your boss, Chu Fan?"

Chen Moxin smiled and said, "Oh, Brother Chu suddenly fell ill and couldn't come. He asked me to bring a gift to wish Old Tang a happy birthday on his behalf."

Zhu Zhiwei's expression immediately became filled with doubt.

The Undying Gang is a violent group that has risen rapidly this year. At the beginning of the year, it was not well-known and made money by reselling all kinds of strange and unusual items.

But to everyone's surprise, they later developed rapidly, successively annexing several groups, and their momentum was very strong.

Although it hasn't reached the scale of the Dawn Society or other large groups, it is still a well-known and respected group in the periphery.

Zhu Zhiwei had dealt with the Undying Gang several times and was very familiar with the group.

If it were any of Chu Fan's other core members who came, he wouldn't say much, because he knew all of them.

But this guy named Chen Moxin was someone he had never seen in the Undying Gang before, which made people suspicious of his identity.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll call your boss."

Zhu Zhiwei took out his phone and dialed Chu Fan's number.

"Hey, Brother Chu, I heard you suddenly fell seriously ill and can't attend Elder Tang's birthday banquet?"

"Damn, you got hit by a car? Are you alright... Okay, okay, you can rest now."

"Oh right, don't you have a henchman named Chen Moxin? He... oh, he's the one you sent, right? OK, OK, I'll let him in. Bye."

Zhu Zhiwei put away his phone and waved to Chen Moxin: "Sorry, brother, you look unfamiliar. I need to ask around. Go in quickly, let the gifts go through security."

The gift Chen Moxin brought was a golden snake inlaid with the finest Hetian jade, which was quite valuable.

After passing through security, he took it in his hand and entered the banquet hall.

A high platform was erected in the center of the banquet hall, decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. Round tables were arranged around the platform below, and many people had already taken their seats.

Iron Knife Society, Hundred Snakes Gang, Skull Society... these are all old-established violent groups that have dominated the borderlands. Their leaders are all seated at the table closest to the high platform, sitting upright with their clothes on, exuding an aura of authority.

Chen Moxin sat down at a table in the middle, according to the location indicated on the invitation.

The banquet started promptly at six o'clock in the evening.

As the music began, Mr. Tang, surrounded by a group of Dawn Society members, walked onto the birthday platform. He was dressed in a festive red Tang suit, holding a dragon-headed cane, and looked energetic and radiant.

In an instant, the crowd erupted in enthusiastic applause. Those who were on good terms with Old Tang were all smiles, and even his old rivals who had grudges against him in the past were all very respectful, their faces full of smiles as they offered toasts and bowed.

Standing on the stage, Old Tang’s voice was aged yet dignified: “Today I turn seventy. Over the past few decades, I have experienced the ups and downs of the frontier, and I have had dealings with you all, as well as conflicts.”

"No matter what happened in the past, let's put aside all grudges and have a good drink today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room erupted in cheers, and everyone raised their glasses in unison: "To Mr. Tang on his 70th birthday!"

After the opening ceremony, the gift-giving ceremony began, with the highest-ranking guest leading the way as they revealed their gifts to Mr. Tang in turn.

With so many people attending the banquet, if everyone had to go on stage to reveal their gifts, we probably wouldn't be able to finish giving them all out by tomorrow.

Therefore, only the 20 most important figures were invited to the banquet.

These 20 people are all well-known bigwigs, leading figures in the smuggling, drug, gambling, and prostitution industries. Any one of them could cause the border region to tremble with a stomp of their foot.

As Chen Moxin sat in the audience watching the bigwigs present their gifts, someone patted her on the shoulder from behind.

Zhu Zhiwei pulled up a chair and sat down next to Chen Moxin, casually putting his hand on Chen's shoulder.

"Comrade Chen, you're quite handsome."

"But Brother Zhu is still more handsome."

"Haha, you're good with words! I'm sorry about today, I really like your Undying Gang, but there are just too many big shots here today, so I can only ask you to sit in the middle."

"It's okay, I'm just a bystander anyway."

Zhu Zhiwei rubbed his nose and grinned smugly, "Brother, there's something I'm really curious about. Do you think you could satisfy my curiosity?"

Chen Moxin nodded: "Brother Zhu, you go ahead."

Zhu Zhiwei leaned forward and lowered his voice, saying, "Is your boss Chu Fan secretly raising a witch?"

Chen Moxin raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why did you say that, Brother Zhu?"

Zhu Zhiwei chuckled briefly: "Whether you admit it or not, I think that's definitely the case. There were rumors that your boss single-handedly took down Luo Fei's stronghold, killing over thirty people, earning him the nickname 'Frontier Axe King.'"

"Brother, I am a Double Flower Red Stick of the Dawn Society, one of the most capable fighters in the entire border region. I can't even guarantee that I can kill more than thirty people by myself. With Boss Chu's small frame, that's just nonsense."

Chen Moxin smiled and said, "You can't generalize about people. I once ate hundreds of pounds of beef in a fit of extreme anger. What's the big deal about Brother Chu killing thirty-odd people?"

Zhu Zhiwei waved his hand casually: "Okay, okay, tell me if you want, we're all friends anyway, I won't pry into his little secrets."

"But if you ask me, this Administration Bureau is a bunch of complete idiots."

He swaggered over and lit a cigarette, puffing out smoke as he muttered under his breath: "What kind of control over the spiritual energy is this? Let me tell you, this is just castrating everyone's ability to resist! The higher-ups are afraid that the people have spiritual energy, so they're using security as an excuse to establish autocracy!"

"Look at the Azure Federation! No wonder they call themselves the beacon of civilization. Possessing psionic abilities is a basic human freedom, while we Imperials don't even have the most basic human rights!"

"Those official media outlets always say things like how dangerous it is when a witch goes out of control, or how terrifying madness is—it's all just alarmist talk!"

"If the Madman's Illusion were that terrifying, the Federation would have been destroyed long ago. Witches roam freely there, and psionic powers run rampant. Has that caused chaos? Has it affected their status as the world's number one superpower?"

"If you ask me, delusional disorder is just a minor mental illness. It only affects people who are already mentally unstable. It has no effect on ordinary people."

"The news always reports about outbreaks of madness in the Azure Federation, killing countless people. Tell me, what in this world doesn't kill people?"

"Don't people die from driving? Don't people die from illness? Thousands of people die in car accidents every day around the world, but I've never heard of any country banning driving."

"The funniest thing is that those so-called witch hunters from the Bureau can have psionic powers, but we can't? What kind of twisted logic is that?"

"To put it bluntly, the Upper House is afraid that the people below have the ability to resist, so they banned psionic energy to make it easier for the powerful to act arrogantly!"

"They talk about maintaining social stability, but in essence, they're depriving us of our right to self-defense and turning us into defenseless lambs to the slaughter!"

"It's no wonder that the whole world looks down on our Rose Empire! As long as we don't get rid of this feudal mentality, we don't deserve to be a modern country, and we don't deserve to enter a civilized society!"

He stiffened his neck and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Everyone has psychic abilities, that's why he won't cause chaos!"

Chen Moxin didn't say anything, she just smiled and looked at Zhu Zhiwei.

At this point, the gift-giving segment on stage was almost over, and Old Tang was standing side by side with the other leaders, having his picture taken by the photographer.

Zhu Zhiwei finished his rant and was now fully energized. He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and smiled at Chen Moxin.

"Bro, you seem to be having a good time listening to this. Do you also think the Administration Bureau is incredibly stupid?"

"Yes."

"right!"

"Yeah, you guys have to submit a report and apply in advance to kill a few people here. Tang is really finished."

The sudden turn of events left Zhu Zhiwei completely bewildered.

"...What the heck?"

Chen Moxin suddenly picked up the golden snake gift that was placed at her feet, strode towards the stage, and jumped onto it.

Whether it was Old Tang and the others on the stage, or the guests below the stage, they all stared blankly at Chen Moxin, wondering what this kid was up to.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Chen Moxin's lips curled up into a wide, sunny smile.

"It's almost time!"

He tossed the jade-inlaid gold snake in his hand to Old Tang.

When someone throws something at you, the first reaction of a normal person is to reach out and catch it, and Mr. Tang is no exception.

The moment he instinctively caught the gift, the precious jade-inlaid gold snake suddenly disintegrated into particles, and then transformed into a uniquely shaped gun.

A weapon of calamity.

Chen Moxin's eyes sharpened, and he shouted, "Hey! Tang Huajian, what's that in your hand?!"

Old Tang was completely taken aback, and just stood there dumbfounded, holding the calamity weapon that had suddenly appeared in his hand, utterly unaware of what was going on.

"How dare you! The Dawn Clan is actually hoarding Calamity Weapons?!"

"You're saying you bought this from the Demon Alliance? Fine, so you're colluding with hostile foreign forces!"

"What? You're saying you originally planned to use a calamity weapon to attack the Bureau, but now that I've discovered it, you can only kill me to silence me? Fine, you said it yourself!"

Chen Moxin pressed the miniature communicator in her ear with her other hand: "Attention all units, a calamity weapon has been confirmed to have been found at the Jinyu Hotel. The rioters refuse to surrender and have launched an attack on us."

"In accordance with operational regulations, seal off the site and prepare for clearing."

...

6 hours ago.

Luo Lingyou leaned back in his office chair, holding an action application document that the Bureau had just submitted.

[Application documents for the Dawn Society's special operation]

[Document Number: 407-A-0510]

[Classification: A3 (Secret Operations)]

[Submitted by: Chen Moxin, Hunter of the Ninth Division of the Twin Cities Witch Management Bureau]

Recently, the border riot group "Dawn Society" has become increasingly rampant in its activities along the eastern front of the Twin Cities. According to the latest investigation results, the organization conducted several covert transactions with the "Witch Alliance" on the 7th of this month, and the traded items have been preliminarily identified as calamity weapons.

The Dawn Society not only possesses military operational capabilities, but its dealings with the Witch Alliance also demonstrate a severe ideological bias, effectively siding with foreign powers and betraying its motherland.

[The organization's stronghold is only 42 kilometers from the new city. In the event of a surprise attack, the thugs armed with calamity weapons are capable of paralyzing the city within three hours. They may even coordinate with the Witch Alliance to launch a larger-scale joint attack, with casualties expected to reach hundreds of thousands.]

The Dawn Society is no longer a violent group controllable by local law enforcement, but a nascent wartime independent regime. If allowed to grow, it could very well lead to the collapse of social order and the overthrow of the imperial government.

[Based on our assessment by the Ninth Demon Hunting Division, this incident requires mandatory military intervention. To ensure efficient cleanup of the scene, we hereby request the deployment of the "Mad Blood Witch".]

Luo Miaoyou's lips slowly curved upwards, forming a mocking yet cold arc.

“Fun~”

She signed in the reviewer section and stamped the document approving the action.

Chapter 217 Chop! Chop! Chop!

Above the banquet hall of the Jinyu Hotel, the wind whipped up by the propellers howled incessantly.

The armed helicopter, bearing a shield-shaped rose emblem, hovered high in the sky, like a beast poised to pounce. In Alexander's earpiece in the rear cockpit, Chen Moxin's commands came through.

"Seal off the scene and begin the cleanup."

Alexander walked to the hatch, facing the howling wind, and looked down at the magnificent golden building below.

A vortex of psionic energy surged within his azure eyes as he raised his right hand, his fingers slightly spread, and clenched it in the air.

"Crack—crack-crack—boom!"

Strange noises rose from the ground, as if an invisible giant hand swept across the Jinyu Hotel building, causing the guests' cars parked at the entrance to disintegrate simultaneously, their bodies exploding and parts flying everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, all the disintegrated metal materials floated up, swirled in mid-air, merged, and extended into thick metal barriers.

"Boom!"

The main entrance, side doors, back door passages, and all escape stairwells were all blocked by these metal structures, even the ventilation openings were blocked, creating a metal cage that resembled a prison.

The Golden Jade Hotel has been reduced to a dead end!

"The site has been sealed off; we are ready to deploy the supplies."

Behind the helicopter, a jet-black transport airship steadily approached and hovered above the Golden Jade Hotel.

The airship's rear hatch slowly opened, a cold light flashing, and a huge metal container emitted a sharp scraping sound as it was slowly pushed out of the hatch by a mechanism, falling towards the banquet venue like a meteorite.

"Attention all units, the rabid dog has been released; the purge has begun."

...

At the banquet, the attendees from various violent groups were still in a daze, none of them knowing what was happening.

"Who the hell is this guy?!"

"Tang Huajian, what are you up to?"