Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 144 - 129: Night of Murderous Intent, Poisonous Snake Society (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Passes)

Chapter 144: Chapter 129: Night of Murderous Intent, Poisonous Snake Society (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Passes)

Zhou Ping’an took a closer look and discovered that the chat room had erupted with hundreds of messages in an instant, showing just how shocked the viewers were.

No one saw the icy depths in Zhou Ping’an’s eyes...

The "greed" attached to the coin quietly moved, locking onto the gardener who had changed into a suit.

Suddenly, as if he had lost his senses, he disregarded the rapidly moving traffic and took several quick steps, attempting to dash across the zebra crossing.

His eyes saw no vehicles.

Bang...

A dull thud.

Harsh screeching brakes echoed around.

The man in the black suit was hit by a speeding white car, flung up in the air in a spread-eagled position, tumbling and crashing heavily to the ground.

His head struck the hard pavement.

His body twisted, blood gushing like a fountain.

"To track is to track, but there’s no need to be so desperate, how much do you earn per month?"

Zhou Ping’an stopped in his tracks and looked back.

"It’s fake, right?"

"That person flew so high, bones shattered, it must be real."

"No one would act that out; no one can afford the loss of a human life for a single scene."

"I can testify, the streamer did no harm."

"The streamer just watched and didn’t help, bad review."

"Mother Teresa, huh? Clearly this guy had bad intentions, why would the streamer help him?"

"Wasn’t there another stalker mentioned? Where is he?"

In fact, Zhou Ping’an didn’t need to explain.

The viewers had already made excuses for him, it was all an accident.

Then, the fake nurse disguised as a woman also appeared, frantically making a phone call for an ambulance.

"After the sudden accident, one person was severely injured from being hit, and another was urgently calling for help; they’re clearly part of the same group. Any lip-reading pros should try to figure out what the fake nurse was actually saying on the phone."

"Because, logically, as a surveillance subject had an accident and I hid behind someone else, I went into hiding.

That means their mission failed, and they lost track of the target; other than calling for help, they were reporting back to their superiors."

Zhou Ping’an looked on indifferently, not forgetting to take care of his own livestream audience.

He let them understand that he was actually on an investigation and had not strayed from the topic.

It was unknown if any viewers understood lip-reading.

But Zhou Ping’an did.

In fact, he didn’t need to use that skill; just by looking at the fake nurse, his ears automatically discerned his voice and heard what he was saying on the two calls.

The first call was to summon an ambulance, nothing noteworthy to mention.

And then, that person argued a few words with the driver and moved aside to make another call.

"Brother Wu, it’s bad news. The guy left the hospital, his whereabouts unknown; Little Hei was hit by a car and is severely injured. I need to take him to the hospital first."

"Right, right, just near the People’s Hospital, the emergency department."

"Plans changed?"

"What? The mother and daughter inside the hospital..."

"Okay, definitely won’t mess up, still watching, haven’t left, waiting for Brother Wu to come over."

Zhou Ping’an stood in place, and suddenly laughed, "You won’t die if you don’t court death. Dear viewers, there actually is a lip-reading expert among you, got it all? This is a robbery."

"Forgot to tell you, my mother and sister are in the hospital, indeed not something to be taken lightly, so naturally, no restraint this time. Wait till Brother Wu comes, just in time to catch them all at once, and ask who’s truly behind them?"

At that moment, the chat room was also in an uproar.

Some people were questioning the captions generated by the lip-reading expert.

Others believed them and were furious.

"Thankfully, one of the two trackers had an accident, causing their plan to fail. Isn’t the host going to call for backup?"

"Backup? You must be new here. The host is incredibly brave. Armed thugs are nothing but whiners in front of him."

"Yes, who has ever seen the host ferociously force someone’s head into their stomach with one palm strike?"

"That’s fake."

...

The messy comments from the viewers no longer bothered Zhou Ping’an.

He still hadn’t figured out who was secretly spying on him.

But now, he finally caught a glimpse of the fox’s tail.

It was natural to follow the trail.

He wasn’t going to miss this opportunity.

He immediately took out his phone and dialed Wu Shi’s number.

"Old Wu, get our second team out for some action. It’s robbers again, right outside the First People’s Hospital of Dongjiang."

Those who came to abduct wouldn’t be just one or two people.

And it wasn’t possible that all of them kept tight-lipped, so let tonight be a turning point.

Zhou Ping’an followed the ambulance to the hospital and stood at the entrance of the rest home, silently waiting.

Old Wu and the others hadn’t arrived yet.

A group of seven or eight burly men, bulging around the waist as if hiding something, looked around shiftily. After getting out of the van, they immediately rushed towards the rest home ward.

"Mom can’t stay here anymore..."

Zhou Ping’an knew that his sudden actions, combined with the accident involving his followers, had pushed the other party into taking desperate measures.

From this moment on, the enemy had bared their ferocious teeth, and ordinary measures were no longer applicable.

No need for psychological warfare, manifesting evidence in court, and the like anymore.

"Which one of you is Brother Wu? You’re too late."

Zhou Ping’an slowly advanced towards them.

The eight men who got out of the van all changed their expressions; clearly, they all recognized him.

"Take him down."

The leader, who was wearing an open shirt with a blue dragon tattoo on his chest, his cheeks twitching wildly, swiftly pulled out a short gun from his bosom.

This man was fierce and quick to make decisions.

Clearly, he was the leader, the one known as "Brother Wu."

The rest of them each pulled out machetes from their waists and charged forward.

"Guns and knives? That gives me even more reason."

Zhou Ping’an’s gaze turned icy. With a step, he moved like a fish swimming through water, darting between the two bulky men rushing towards him.

His left hand, like a blooming orchid, gently brushed over the short-handle machete of the man to his left, seized the knife for a retaliatory strike, cutting the man’s throat while simultaneously dodging the bullet fired by "Brother Wu."

His body surged forward, like walking on waves, and in an instant, he was beside "Brother Wu," the blade shimmering repeatedly.

Amidst a spray of blood,

Brother Wu’s gun-holding right hand, along with his left hand and even both legs, were severed by the flashing blade.

A tremendous scream erupted.

Of the seven men charging at the front, one had blood spraying from his throat and collapsed with a thud.

The remaining six turned back in terror, three of them frantically wielding their machetes, charging back to slash.

The other three, trembling, turned and screamed as they ran away.

Zhou Ping’an moved forward steadily, step by step.

Three blades flashed coldly in the air.

The three burly men wielding the knives sprayed blood from their throats and fell to the ground on the spot.

The other three didn’t get far before they were hit by the machete Zhou Ping’an flicked, the blade piercing directly through their backs and chests and embedding into the ground, twitching continuously.

Soon, they moved no longer.

No one saw it.

By now, the live stream room had fallen silent.

In just over ten minutes, thousands had flooded in, now totaling over seven thousand online.

On the screen, only a few exclamation marks appeared.

No one else typed out even a single complete sentence.

It was a long while before, as the viewer count reached ten thousand, comments gradually started to appear, until they filled the screen.

"No way, is the host for real?"

"This is like a movie, not a movie, I’ll eat my phone."

"It’s not a movie, I’m currently eating at a small diner near the hospital, with a good view, I saw it."

"Same here, I’m in the recuperation ward, I could see everything clearly from the window, I was so scared, piss... I don’t want to be hospitalized anymore."

"Killing so many people, the host is done for."

"Everyone, take care and cherish, if you want to follow, do it quickly, any later and the host will be gone."

"Cruel!"

"Cold-blooded..."

"What does he want to do?"

"Fake nurse, not good..."

Then, in front of over ten thousand viewers, Zhou Ping’an, unfazed, dragged the fake nurse hiding behind a large tree and beheaded her on the spot.

Because, this fake nurse had also drawn a short gun from her bosom.

However, perhaps too frightened, her hand shook so much that she fumbled with the safety twice before flipping it off.

Not a single bullet was fired.

"Folks, I see many of you say I’m cruel, but you don’t think about the fact that my mother and sister were their targets, they had even secretly followed me several times before this."

"To protect the citizens, I dare not claim perfection, but to protect my family, I am serious."

Zhou Ping’an narrowed his eyes, looking towards the little crocodile recorder, his gaze seemingly filled with a sea of blood, a domineering aura.

He pronounced each word distinctly:

"To combat evil, I shall show no mercy."

In the live stream room, there was a snap, and it went dark.

It was Zhou Ping’an who had turned off the live stream.

He thought that continuing the broadcast at this point would probably be pointless.

The audience couldn’t take any more fresh content.

The shock was evidently too much for them.

Furthermore, Old Wu and others had driven over, their siren wailing. When they got out of the cars, Old Wu nearly stumbled and fell.

Indeed, the scene before them was frightening.

Weren’t they called here to deal with kidnappers?

Yet, before they arrived, Zhou Ping’an had already chopped them all down.

Not quite. There was one survivor.

Better off dead than alive.

All limbs severed, constantly rolling around and howling in agony, it was a sight so sorrowful it could make onlookers grieve and listeners weep.

If one didn’t know the context.

At that moment, Zhou Ping’an truly appeared as a great devil.

Even Wu Shi, Zhang Yue, and Yang Zhengyu felt a chill arise in their hearts.

The previous incident on Binjiang Road might have been more dangerous, but the scene was clearly not as brutal.

Back then, Zhou Ping’an, although icy, wasn’t as merciless, the murderous intent so strong that it even overwhelmed the seven colleagues, nearly leaving them breathless.

Looking at him, everyone was extra cautious.

"What are you looking at, clean this up."

"Right, that leader, called Brother Wu, question him. Find out who is behind him. Tonight, you don’t need to sleep, root this entire force out."

"Yes."

Old Wu reflexively saluted.

Realizing he was too formal, as if fearful, he quickly relaxed his shoulders and asked in a low voice, "Should we inform the team leader and call for more people?"

"I’ll report it, no need for more personnel. Zhang Yue, you handle things cleanly, process my mother’s discharge from the hospital, and first place her in the Police Security rest room. Tomorrow find a better rental place nearby."

Zhou Ping’an commanded decisively.

Seeing Wu Shi’s distressed expression, he shook his head: "Old Wu, you go too. If you can find a good rental tonight, you won’t need to join the operation."

"Rest assured, I’ll definitely find a good flat for the officer, right next to the police station, and then I will guard nearby with two brothers, not leaving a step."

"Alright then."

Although Old Wu was timid, adhering to "safety first," he was actually quite proficient in handling affairs.

As for why he developed such a timid demeanor.

There is actually a story, involving his ex-wife and disabled daughter.

Zhou Ping’an always understood him.

He wouldn’t force this aged police officer, who was waiting for retirement and wanted to go home to care for his family, to do overly dangerous tasks.

As a middle-aged man with elderly parents and young children depending on him,

he couldn’t afford to die.

He couldn’t even afford to get injured...

...

"Poisonous Snake Society?"

Zhou Ping’an got the interrogation confessions.

And by other means, verified the identities of these people, his understanding dawning upon him.

In the past, after Master Dong died, the senior disciple of Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Hall, Sun Tong, had his legs broken due to a conflict on the street.

Later, the Poisonous Snake Society’s enforcer, Wang She (King Snake), even brought several people to kneel with a Muay Thai fighter who had injured Sun Tong, breaking the fighter’s legs and coming to apologize.

This somewhat alleviated Zhou Ping’an’s suspicions.

The occurrence today, however, had fully ignited his urge to kill...

Following this lead, he intended to see who ultimately was sitting comfortably behind the scenes, fishing in troubled waters.

"The Poisonous Snake Society, can’t be spared."

"Pull out the files, gather evidence, keep phones silent. Tonight at ten, action starts."

This time, Zhou Ping’an didn’t work alone, but also involved Tang Tang.

All personnel from the Third Group were present.

Tasks were assigned.

...

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