Just Discharged From the Military and Got Tied Down by A Cold Beauty
Chapter 230: The "Truth" of the Twelve Knights

Chapter 230: Chapter 230: The "Truth" of the Twelve Knights

Hearing Goo Yuexing’s explanation, the guard’s expression relaxed somewhat before he stepped into the safe room, carrying the cardboard box.

After he entered, the safe room closed automatically.

"Put it over here."

Lu Xiao’s voice chimed in, and at the same time, Lu Xiao’s holographic image extended a hand towards the guard, gesturing him over.

"Right away, Heavenly Man Lu," the guard immediately advanced.

When he was less than two meters away from Lu Xiao, the guard suddenly smashed the cardboard box towards Lu Xiao’s head.

At the same moment, the guard thrust both palms forward.

The guard, who had been all smiles before, now had an expression twisted into one of sheer madness and ferocity.

"Lu Xiao! Die!"

As the guard shouted, a fiery red glow surprisingly began to coalesce above his palms.

Right after that, the light burst with a bang, instantly sweeping over the entire holographic image.

"Hahaha, to die under my Blast Flame is an honor! Become a soul claimed by my firepower, bastard!" the guard laughed manically.

Behind the secondary shelter, Lu Xiao and Goo Yuexing nearly simultaneously reached up to rub their foreheads.

"Do all Mutants fight like this?"

"Not all, just those with fire element abilities tend to get... pretty worked up."

"That’s a relief, if everyone acted like that, future fights would be embarrassingly awkward." Lu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, all this talk about Blast Flame and ’souls claimed by firepower’... just hearing it makes me want to scratch the tiles beneath my feet.

About two seconds later, the flames disappeared.

And with them went the man’s insane laughter.

"Nani?!"

Great, now the guy’s forced me into using his mother tongue.

"I reckon your Meteor Fire Rain isn’t up to snuff either." Inside the secondary shelter, Lu Xiao muttered a sarcastic remark.

I don’t know what rank of Mutant you are, but even if you’re Fourth or Fifth Rank, using it on a holographic projection is still utterly pointless.

"It’s not Meteor Fire Rain, it’s Blast Flame!"

"I don’t care what it is," Lu Xiao said and then pressed the fire button.

True to the tenacity of an elemental ability combat Mutant, it took a full 12 seconds before a red laser from the wall pierced through his brain.

"I’ll go drag away the corpse, you keep on..." Lu Xiao said as he directly opened the door and went out.

Dragging the body, mopping the floor, tidying the room—all done in one smooth operation.

Goo Yuexing also cleared his throat and continued concocting excuses to lure more people in.

...

"Hahaha! Those from the Seventeenth Bureau must be scrambling like headless chickens by now!" In the tactical room of the White Sakura Base underground, several old men were beaming with joy.

"Liuli Hong has been pinned down by Zangdao, the others from Seventeenth Bureau pose no threat."

"We have so many pieces planted within the Seventeenth Bureau, surely we’ll manage to kill Lu Xiao."

"The Seventeenth Bureau dreaming of rising to power is pure fantasy."

The group of old men boasted arrogantly, their eyes full of pride and madness.

Meanwhile, a white van stopped two kilometers outside the White Sakura Base.

With a whoosh, the van door opened, and five people got out.

The leader was an Asian male who looked somewhat unhealthy, with a pale complexion, sunken eyes, and dark circles heavy as if he had applied smoky makeup.

If Lu Xiao were here, he would definitely strike up a conversation with the man who looked like he wore smoky makeup.

A member of the Black Lotus Twelve Knights: Guo Baoluo, codename: Truth.

The codename Truth was something Guo Baoluo requested himself, as he believed that truth only existed where the artillery shells fall.

And Guo Baoluo’s specialty was manufacturing all kinds of explosives.

When Lu Xiao went alone into the heart of Black Lotus, he had personally experienced what Guo Baoluo was capable of. Afterward, Lu Xiao had gifted Guo Baoluo a new nickname: Artillery Battalion.

Yeah, that meant the man was essentially a one-man artillery battalion.

Laden with explosives from head to toe, to Lu Xiao’s knowledge, almost all the clothes and accessories Guo Baoluo wore could be detonated, even half of the cigarettes in his pack were explosive.

When others offer you a cigarette, they want you to live the high life; when Guo Baoluo offers you one, he’s sending you to meet the deities above...

"Don’t screw this up; do as I instructed earlier."

"If anyone messes up, I’ll blow their damn head off, got it?" Guo Baoluo warned the four people before him.

All four shuddered at once, then nodded vigorously.

In Black Lotus, the Twelve Knights are not to be trifled with, and within the Twelve Knights, Truth is among the top three most formidable.

"Go on then, I’ll have a smoke here waiting for your return." After speaking, Guo Baoluo took out a cigarette pack from his pocket, selected one, and lit it.

After taking a couple of puffs, Guo Baoluo flicked the cigarette away, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"Boring, it’s just another damn cigarette..."