Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 226 - 127 Unexpected Gain_3

Chapter 226: Chapter 127 Unexpected Gain_3

"Maintaining contact with the outside world also requires certain operational permissions..."

"Enough, Lingtong, no need to say more, leave it to me to handle," Master Wang suddenly said.

Everyone immediately looked over.

Black Storm casually took a pistol from his waist pouch and walked toward the Governor, pointing the gun at the old governor’s forehead.

Suddenly, someone shouted:

"You’re crazy!"

"What are you doing! Black Storm, put down the gun! This is our Governor of Fortress 82!"

Just as a group of people was about to stand up, soldiers from various places simultaneously acted, pinning these individuals down in their chairs.

Wang Jixuan’s expression was stern as he stared into the old Governor’s cloudy eyes and coldly said:

"During the last rebellion incident at Spiritual Ability House of Fortress 82, your family was captured, and the military commander was controlled by them, so you couldn’t resist, right?"

The old governor furrowed his brow and sighed, "This is my oversight, and my life’s disgrace."

"I have the ability to listen to others’ heartbeats."

The advantage of wearing a helmet is that you can make bold claims without needing a draft.

Wang Jixuan pressed down the safety catch of his pistol and indifferently said, "You’re lying."

The old governor paused, "Why would I lie? I have already resigned, fully accepting all the arrangements from the war zone."

An elder quickly interjected, "Commander Black Storm! Our governor, over the past decades, has made outstanding contributions to the operation of the fortress before being elected governor. He diligently and responsibly worked as the minister of public security and Law Enforcement Team. He’s a native of Fortress 82, with no..."

Someone else couldn’t help but burst out, "Although Captain Zheng was rescued from the governor’s bedroom, what does that prove! The governor couldn’t possibly be a spy!"

"Oh?"

Wang Jixuan glanced sideways at that person, his pistol now aimed at them:

"Lingtong had previously ordered to specifically seal off this news, controlling all those in the know. How do you know that we rescued Captain Zheng from a bedroom, and not from an office, a study, or a medical room?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, his face turning pale.

Wang Jixuan stepped closer, gently shaking the handgun: "You’re nervous, struggling to prevent your mind from thinking about these things, your heart’s voice is very chaotic, trying to avoid thinking...but now, you’ve run out of chances."

"I, I’m not, don’t wrongly accuse good people! I didn’t do anything!"

Wang Jixuan calmly pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet whisked past the middle-aged man’s ear, hitting the back of the chair and creating a puff of stuffing; noises of chairs being dragged filled the surroundings.

The pistol was pressed directly against the middle-aged man’s forehead.

Wang Jixuan indifferently declared, "I will count down from three... Three..."

"I really didn’t do it; I’m really not a spy! You must believe me, Commander Black Storm!"

"Two..."

"Governor! Governor, say something, explain for me that I’m good, I haven’t done such things!"

"One."

Click!

Wang Jixuan pulled the trigger!

The man screamed, "The armors in my room were all ordered by the governor!"

The conference room fell silent, the middle-aged man who shouted these words stared with bulging eyes and slumped in his chair.

A urine scent quickly spread throughout the conference room.

Click, click, click, Wang Jixuan idly pulled the trigger; the metal catch connecting to the trigger had already been broken by him.

No magic needed, still effective.

Neat.

Wang Jixuan laughed, "Trusting that using vigilante justice is illegal, do you believe that? With such mental strength, how can you even be a spy?"

Lingtong kept a stern face, but her eyes were mostly amused.

The old governor opened his mouth, sighed silently, and bowed his head without saying much more.

In the corner, a middle-aged woman adjusted her glasses, a faintly eerie smile curling her lips. Just as Wang Jixuan was about to walk back behind Lingtong, he suddenly turned his head and, through the visor of his helmet, made eye contact with the woman.