Alone and Infinite

Most of them were quite energetic and often held his hand, asking when the government would provide them with free social insurance and housing fund benefits.

"In Hpakant, there are over 200,000 displaced people who make a living by scavenging discarded minerals. They are also known as 'Yemuxi' because the unrestrained mining has led to massive soil and water loss—"

Wang Xianming raised a finger, perhaps because he thought that the only 'person' here was Li Xia, and his interest in talking grew even stronger.

Landslides, mining accidents, mudslides, floods—any one of these disasters can claim dozens or even hundreds of lives.

But these refugees are like weeds; they sprout up again and again after spring, and they never die out.

Do you know how much a size 4 injection costs here?

Li Xia shook her head.

“This amount—” Wang Xianming held out his hand and shook it: “Five Hong Kong dollars! That’s how they live.”

The vehicle stopped in front of a building that stood out from the surrounding architecture; this was a hotel specifically prepared for jewelers who came to make purchases.

The armed guards at the entrance scanned the surroundings menacingly, their gazes seeming not to be directed at people, but at livestock.

And so, it's time to say goodbye.

Li Xia walked out of the hotel's back door, the combat capability detector in his right eye clearly marking the road to his destination.

He could have come by himself, but Hpakant Mining is different from other companies. During the shipping season, most of its members are at the mine, not at headquarters.

Furthermore, the mining industry in Hpakant has a large number of employees with high turnover, so asking around can save a lot of effort.

Pushing open the door of a small tavern, the previously boisterous noise suddenly stopped.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

Perhaps it was because his clothes were completely different from those of the other refugees outside, but despite his unfriendly expression, someone still stood up and asked impatiently.

"Is this the place where people were ransomed from the Hpakant mines?"

Redeeming people?

Who recommended you?

At a table not far away, a man in a floral shirt tilted his head back and exhaled a puff of smoke, which had a strange and pungent smell.

Li Xia didn't answer, but instead walked over and sat down in front of him, asking under his displeased gaze:

"Last month, wasn't it you who told Liu—"

After thinking carefully, I finally remembered Lao Liu's name.

"So, you're asking Liu Mingguang to raise 1200 million yuan to exchange for his son and wife? And to kill someone while you're at it?"

The person in front of him changed his expression and reached for his waist.

But Li Xia was faster. He only felt a blur before his eyes, and then a sharp pain shot through his arm.

But then he saw that a chopstick had somehow pierced his palm and was firmly embedded in the armrest of the chair.

"what----"

Amidst a piercing scream, Li Xia picked up the fruit knife from the table, under the incredulous gaze of the man in the floral shirt.

With just a few simple stabs, flicks, and smears, he slaughtered his men in just a few seconds, as easily as killing chickens.

Blood gushed from their wounds, quickly covering the filthy floor with a dark red layer.

The smell of blood and smoke mingled together, creating a complex and extremely unpleasant odor.

"Tuk-"

Li Xia sat back down as if she had just gone for a stroll, seemingly without much effort, just tossing it gently.

Before the horrified eyes of the man in the floral shirt, the fruit knife was deeply embedded in the table.

He glanced at his underlings lying on the ground around him; some had been fatally wounded, others had broken their necks or hearts.

The man in the floral shirt had killed people and boasted of his ruthlessness, but he had never seen anyone so indifferent.

It was as if they were killing objects, or inanimate objects, rather than people.

Li Xia was about to speak when she smelled a foul odor.

With a blank expression, he switched to an internal energy state and continued to ask:

"Tell me, who ordered Liu Mingguang to kill someone?"

Even though he was a little out of it from all the smoking, the man in the floral shirt was still working his brain at lightning speed out of fear.

He desperately tried to recall what happened that day. They were only after money; they would commit murder and arson, but it was relatively uncommon.

Suddenly being given an extra life, the floral shirt is certainly a vivid memory.

Almost instinctively, he started screaming wildly:

"It wasn't me. I was just in charge of supervising and cleaning up the money after it was transferred in!"

"It was the boss who called me personally; he gave the order!"

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It's already simplified to the extreme. If I were to expand on it, I feel like I could write 10,000 words in this chapter.

Chapter 135 You know nothing about the Apostles

The night sky gradually enveloped the entire earth.

Hpakant gradually darkened, as if falling into a deathly silence.

Only the luxurious hotel and the small bamboo house on the mountaintop where injection number 4 was administered were brightly lit.

One lives a life of debauchery, the other lives a life of oblivion.

Under the cover of night, Li Xia flew towards the place the man in the floral shirt had mentioned.

Her foot landed lightly on the rooftop, and the guard on duty collapsed to the ground before he could even utter a sound.

His body trembled weakly twice and then stopped moving.

The mining industry in Hpakant was actually owned by the tribal army, so the area was essentially turned into a military camp.

There were armed soldiers everywhere, making infiltration extremely difficult.

Li Xia stared at the small building not far away, and the combat power detector in his right eye automatically zoomed in on the image.

Then, all the detected connected items were marked.

Sure enough, in addition to the normal computers, one room had as many as a dozen listening devices and cameras.

Furthermore, the address kept changing according to the tracking of the combat capability detector.

The simplest way is to charge straight in; the soldiers below won't be able to do anything to you.

But doing this will also lead to a quick death.

He was able to escape unscathed from Jinling, lock onto himself in real time, and smooth things over within twenty minutes of discovering Lao Liu.

They forced Hpakant Mining to add an extra person.

Someone capable of achieving this level of skill must have a truly terrifying background.

In this world, there are many things that can kill him, so he has no choice but to be careful.

If it were myself...

Li Xia stared at the building, her mind racing. What would I do if I switched places with the person opposite?

If you don't want to be exposed, the natural course of action is to eliminate all traces of the incident and deal with anyone who has been involved in it.

But now, whether it's the boss of Hpakant Mining or a small-time boss like the one in the floral shirt, they're all still alive and well.

so.

Li Xia's gaze swept over the listening devices and cameras once again.

They set a trap, using the head of Hpakant Mining as bait to lure them in, and then killed him in one fell swoop.

His gaze swept back and forth across the military camp, and the combat effectiveness testing device highlighted some of the equipment.

Good heavens, 'Metal Storm'! Gatling multi-barrel machine guns, Minimi machine guns, even Black Hawk attack helicopters and M1117 armored vehicles.

The most outrageous thing is Anzio's anti-materiel sniper rifle. This thing is a killing machine. With a caliber of up to 20 mm, it can be called a cannon!

With a range of up to 5,000 meters, a shot like that hitting you would be really painful; it would definitely break through your defenses.

Finally, my gaze swept over the hidden military camp where the equipment was stored, where dozens of white men dressed in tribal military uniforms stood.

It's at least confirmed.

Li Xia pondered silently, realizing that the person who made the move must have a very close relationship with America.

Many of these items are simply existing equipment of mold, or even equipment that is still in the experimental stage.

Their preparations were undeniably thorough, but unfortunately...

The combat capability detector suddenly increased its power to the maximum, and all network devices within a radius of several kilometers went black.

The person behind it all had no idea what the apostles were capable of!

"Bam—"

An invisible wave of energy emanated from Li Xia's body, which suddenly transformed into a phantom and rushed straight towards the small building.

Chaos was breaking out below, with soldiers excitedly shouting and holding up their phones, iPads, and other electronic devices.

The Scott Type 1 has a generational gap with the current Earth's network that cannot be bridged in the short term.

In other words, Scott is not a dedicated intrusion device; most of the computing power of the miniature AI is used for detection. Otherwise, Li Xia could have become the invisible king of Earth with just Scott.

Bayin paced anxiously in the room, his heart filled with fear, anger, regret, and resentment.

If he had to choose again, Bayin would absolutely not agree to those people's demands!

At first, he didn't take it seriously. It was just killing someone, after all.

Even a major northern country wouldn't go to such lengths to travel thousands of miles abroad to arrest someone just because of one person.

Not to mention that antique dealer surnamed Liu took the blame.

Therefore, Bayin readily agreed, since to some extent, he also needed them for survival.

But things quickly took an unexpected turn.

First, he was inexplicably assassinated. If he hadn't been lucky enough to escape, he would have been dead long ago!

Bayin wasn't stupid; he quickly realized that this was a cover-up.

This discovery filled him with shock, anger, and a deep sense of fear.

He shouldn't have agreed to those people's demands!

Who exactly is that young Chinese man in the Pikachu jacket, that they are so eager to silence him?

Fortunately, not long after, they seemed to change their tactics. Instead of trying to silence the witnesses, they acquired a lot of previously unseen equipment and gear.

The way they were acting made it seem like they were dealing with aliens, not humans!

What kind of people need Gatling guns, Black Hawk attack helicopters, and anti-materiel sniper rifles?

Add to that a team of the most elite special forces of the mold?

Has China produced a superman?

Bayin quickly realized that he was being used as bait!

This discovery almost drove Bayin to despair; the strength of an enemy depends on how much importance they place on their opponent.

They're acting like they're going to fight aliens, how strong must their opponents be?

At this moment, the sudden internet outage intensified Bayin's unease.

He was like the person waiting for the last shoe to drop, living in fear and anxiety as he waited for it to fall.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a large hole appeared in the wall of the room.

A figure walked through the swirling dust.