First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 79: Lu Ding Bursts Through the Door—Let’s See You Act Tough Now!

Wuzang Shengshe was on fire, moving fast. Sihai Group wasn’t lagging behind either.

Even though Sihai Group was a legitimate corporation—not as wild as the Wuzang Shengshe folks—they were just as enthusiastic.

The moment Yan Feifan’s message came in, they immediately began mobilizing.

The full moon in the sky glowed with a faint halo.

As the bell tower in Bao Fan District tolled the stroke of midnight…

Feixiang Road, the northernmost part of Bao Fan District.

Two figures lurked in the depths of an alley, setting something up.

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of tiny green eyes were locked onto their every move.

"This stuff is strong as hell. How much are we using?"

"You do the math. Ten grams can attract everything within a five-kilometer radius. We’ve got fifty grams here—that’s twenty-five kilometers."

"Tonight is Ghost Festival. The density of monsters and spirits is crazy. No matter how much we use, the effect will be terrifying. Lu Ding will be so overwhelmed he won’t have time to deal with Caojia Alley."

The other man hesitated. "Maybe we shouldn’t go too big. If too many people die and it gets out of hand, we might not be able to clean up the mess."

"If 749 gets pissed, they’ll hunt us down to the ends of the earth. Just a little bit is enough—we’re not here to wipe out society."

Just as they were speaking—

A shadow streaked forward like a blur.

The tiny gray sprite snatched the transparent glass vial from their hands and bolted.

"Hey!! What the f***—where did that rat demon come from? Get it! Don’t let it escape!"

"Sh*t! The damn rat can burrow! It went into the wall!"

"Then break the wall down!!"

Inside Wuzang Shengshe’s group chat:

When Tang Bao received the report, he immediately rallied everyone.

[Tang Bao / Group Leader]:

They dare cause trouble in Bao Fan District? If you catch them, beat them to death.

Messages flooded in:

[F*** this. They’re completely underestimating us! We’re 749’s off-the-books squad now! A rat daring to mess with a cat—pure suicide.]

[Trying to summon monsters to harm civilians? Plotting against Brother Lu? Do they think they have a f***ing death wish? I’m almost there—where are you guys? I can’t wait any longer!]

[Time to make a name for ourselves! If we capture these two, we’ll have prevented a disaster. 749 Off-the-Books Investigators, here I f***ing come!!]

Meanwhile, the lack of updates from Feixiang Road made Liu Xingchuan frown.

"Something’s wrong."

"What about Guang Fei and Zhou Lie?"

Caution. Absolute caution. Caution led to success. Stay alive, and there’s always another opportunity. This wasn’t Tianli Cult’s home turf.

One of his subordinates replied, "I’ll check now."

[Guang Fei, what’s your status? Is Lu Ding still there?]

[Yeah, he’s still there. Everything’s fine. We’re watching him.]

The man turned to Liu Xingchuan. "Don’t worry, Master. Lu Ding hasn’t moved—he’s still at the Public Security Bureau."

Hearing that, Liu Xingchuan finally relaxed.

As long as Lu Ding wasn’t running around, everything else was easy to handle.

Caution? F*** caution! Fortune favors the bold!

This was his stuff. He was just taking back his own belongings.

What was there to be cautious about?

"Break in! Capture Cao Ying alive! Kill everyone in sight! Tonight, I want Caojia Alley wiped off the map. If they dared steal from me, they’ll pay the price!!!"

Cao Family Estate.

Lu Ding reclined on a lounge chair.

Beside him, the old patriarch of the Cao family sat on a small wooden stool, brewing tea.

Of course, this wasn’t Lu Ding’s idea—the old man insisted on it.

"Here, Investigator Lu. Have a taste. Pre-Qingming tea."

Lu Ding took a sip. The lingering fragrance coated his mouth, and he raised an eyebrow, setting the cup down.

"Not bad."

"Then take two jin home with you later."

Two jin…

Yan Feifan’s face twitched. This old man was really willing to spend money.

"Brother Lu, just as you predicted, they sent a message. I told them you’re still at the Public Security Bureau." Yan Feifan waved his phone.

Modern world, modern methods—smartphones for communication, of course.

Cao Ying, watching from the side, felt deep relief.

Luckily, he had made the right choice—handing the Zhima Beasts over to Lu Investigator.

Otherwise, these batsh*t-crazy Tianli Cult bastards would have torn Caojia Alley apart.

Before, he wouldn’t have cared—because he didn’t control Caojia Alley.

But now?

Now it belonged to him. It was his property.

His gaze drifted toward his old patriarch.

Cao Ying really wanted to ask:

Grandpa… have you eaten your fill?

Could you maybe… give them back?

Cao Family Estate—First Courtyard.

Dozens of Tianli Cult members stormed in.

Most leaped onto rooftops, but Liu Xingchuan, the sub-master himself, swaggered right through the open crimson gate.

Before he even stepped in, his voice echoed through the estate:

"Cao Ying!!! Boss Cao!! Where are you? Liu Xingchuan is here to see you!"

"I’ve really missed you these past few days! You’re such a kind soul."

"Spending your own money to do my business—buying back the Wind-Fixing Pearl from Lu Ding, then climbing Dingfeng Mountain for me to retrieve the Zhima Beasts… You’re such a kind person."

At this, Liu Xingchuan rubbed his chin, suppressing laughter.

"And to repay your immense kindness…

I’ve decided…

**To wipe out **Caojia Alley—not a single soul left alive!!!

"Kill ev—"

Liu Xingchuan stepped over the threshold—

And before he could finish his sentence,

BOOM!

The crimson gate behind him shattered into splinters.

Lu Ding burst through.

"Let’s see you act tough now!!"

He led with his palm—Qi-infused, imbued with raw physical dominance.

The red doors splintered like tofu, and his palm smashed into Liu Xingchuan’s back.

A muffled bang!

Liu Xingchuan, a Divine Palace Realm cultivator and sub-master of Tianli Cult, was blasted forward.

He slammed into a rock garden, then tumbled into the koi pond, landing in a pathetic heap.

Because he took the hit from behind, his chest jutted forward unnaturally.

Blood spewed from his mouth, mixing with fragments of his own internal organs, staining the koi pond red.

He staggered to his feet—injured, humiliated.

His eyes flickered with anger, disbelief, and confusion.

Watching as Lu Ding strode out, hand raised, slicing through his men like a butcher at a slaughterhouse—

He finally realized.

"How the f*** is Lu Ding here!?"

Wasn’t—wasn’t he supposed to be at the Public Security Bureau!?

He roared in fury:

"LU DING!!! Have you no shame!? Attacking me with a sneak attack!?"

Only now did he understand—

He’d completely miscalculated.

His "airtight plan" had been seen through by Lu Ding.

And now, he’d been ambushed.

How the f*** did this notorious "Corpse-Shattering Taishui" end up playing dirty with sneak attacks!?