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nNanfeng was no longer in any mood to grieve over that really expensive eyeball. He watched Curly Hair scampering around the area, sniffing and licking randomly as though he was out playing. Sometimes, Curly Hair would disappear into the nighttime darkness and come darting back moments later covered in dirt and leaves.

nIn the past, Nanfeng would have gone and carried Curly Hair back.

nBut now, he didn’t dare go over. He was even afraid of calling out.

n“What is Curly Hair doing?” Nanfeng asked.

nYan Biao glanced over at Curly Hair and said, “Didn’t Boss say to clean up the battlefield? Curly Hair is sniffing around the area to check for bombs…”

n“Bombs?!!” Nanfeng jumped up in fright. “Can’t the defense system scan for them?!”

n“Just in case. The enemy might have some that can’t be detected by the system. Besides explosives, there may be other dangerous materials or radioactive waste. Curly Hair rendered meritorious service when on assignment with spaceport inspection teams. He is especially sensitive to the smell of those dangerous things.”

n“You… You can’t just put it this way! Can we rely on Curly Hair completely? Also, how does he dispose of dangerous materials? I don’t even see any explosive-proof boxes! Don’t just stand there! Do something! Are there any other sensors? I will help too.”

nNanfeng was anxious to head inside and search for equipment when Yan Biao added, “Boss said…”

nNanfeng stopped in his tracks and turned his head stiffly. “What did Boss say?”

n“Boss said to just leave the clean up to Curly Hair.”

nYan Biao’s eyes darted towards where Curly Hair was in the distance. His expression became serious and he pointed a finger. “He discovered something!”

nNanfeng turned to look as well.

nHe watched as Curly Hair bit a piece of a flattened mecha and tossed it aside. His mouth suddenly enlarged to an exaggerated size and swallowed the hidden stuff beneath.

nA slight rumble came from Curly Hair’s gut. Curly Hair belched and let out a loud fart.

nA smoky smell wafted over.

nNanfeng: “…”

nYan Biao calmly said, “Oh, it’s a bomb.”

nNanfeng: “…”

nNanfeng rigidly sat to the ground. Ashen faced, he stared at the sky.

nDidn’t this scene seem a little familiar?

nAs expected of our 300 million yuan dog! He even glitters like gold under the sun!

nIt’s my first time seeing a dog fart. Curly Hair deserves his 300 million yuan tag. Both his burp and fart linger for some time. It even smells like smoke.

nNanfeng was in a daze. “Back then, how did I have the courage to dare stop this dog?

nYan Biao patted Nanfeng on the shoulder. “Therefore, we can just leave this matter to Curly Hair. It’s safe and efficient. We just have to clear up some junk or shoot anyone who still might be breathing.”

nNanfeng: “…”

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nAs Nanfeng was trying his hardest to regain his composure, Fang Zhao was sifting through the woods to deal with those hidden invaders.

nThe main battlefield between the Inter-planetary Fund and Tomorrow’s Empire was at some innocuous planet.

nToday, Little Bear was the invaders’ target.

nTomorrow’s Empire’s attack here meant that something had gone wrong. Either they had spies within the Inter-planetary Fund or that they had some other way to pinpoint Little Bear’s location.

nFortunately, the Inter-planetary Fund had backup plans. The majority of the offensive had already been stopped outside the island. Otherwise, even Curly Hair wouldn’t have been able to protect Little Bear.

nEver since Little Bear’s arrival, Fang Zhao had used the pretext of composing in seclusion to decline visits. Fang Zhao had quickly finished up any work on the island related to the discovery of the artifacts and limited Nanfeng’s time on the island by dispatching him to manage the artifact distribution.

nNevertheless, Nanfeng had finally come across this revelation.

nFang Zhao raised his gun and shot a person hiding in the tall grass before continuing his search. There was no need for him to see. He could accurately determine every enemy in hiding just based on his hearing ability. Their breathing, heartbeat and any minute sounds couldn’t escape his ears.

nNightfall didn’t affect him in the slightest bit. Although there were continuous explosions in the distance, it was already quiet enough for Fang Zhao. During the Period of Destruction, chaos had been the norm.

nElsewhere.

nA person hid himself behind a boulder and vegetation. He continuously suppressed his presence and even his scent.

nHe was one of the ringleaders of today’s mission to invade the island. Their plan was to spare no expense in breaching the Inter-planetary Fund’s defenses, invade the island and capture Little Bear. According to their plans, they should have been able to gain control within half an hour.

nBut in reality, half an hour had gone by, and they had yet to even come close to that house. He had already lost contact with the majority of personnel in the invasion force. Not a single one of those assault mechas responsible for the frontal assault of the front yard could be contacted!

nHe suspected that there were errors in the reports. This place was definitely a trap set up by the Inter-planetary Fund.

nHe wasn’t sure about the situation at the front yard. But in the backyard…

nThe person who appeared like the shadow of death was too strange.

nThat person fired shots decisively without any hint of hesitation. It was near impossible to determine who was being targeted. According to reason, there wasn’t even any time to aim. It would even appear as if that person was randomly firing.

nBut in reality, someone would fall each time a shot rang out. It was literally a one shot one kill.

nThe leader reckoned that he wouldn’t have survived without his swift retreat.

nHowever, according to the unclear image he had received, wasn’t that Fang Zhao?

nIn the past, he had felt that all the news about Fang Zhao was exaggerated. He was just a musician. Sure, Fang Zhao also played games well, but those were games! Even if Fang Zhao had a military background, he still wouldn’t have treated Fang Zhao as a serious threat. However, this experience had totally changed his perspective.

nAlso, reports said that Fang Zhao was a good-natured person and benevolent person!?

nHow the f*ck is this benevolent!

nEveryone lied to me!!

nI would believe it if someone told me he was a professional killer or a veteran!

nHow the f*ck is he an artistic youth?

nWhat kind of artistic youth can kill a bunch of hardened killers???

nNo, there’s another possibility…

nThat person is absolutely not Fang Zhao!

nHe recalled this harrowing experience and replayed each scene in slow motion in his mind. Some minute details became clearer.

nClearly, only one person had suppressed and beat the sh*t out of them from the start.

nFang Zhao’s killer intent couldn’t even be sensed. Based on how easily Fang Zhao had kicked the mecha away, the terrorist wondered whether Fang Zhao was using undisclosed Inter-planetary Fund exoskeleton technology.

nHe had a suspicion that it wasn’t Fang Zhao, but a killing machine trained by the Inter-planetary Fund!

nIs it Fang Zhao or not?

nSuddenly, he froze.

nA pair of feet stopped not too far away.

nHe could sense the dagger-like stare on his body. Cold beads of sweat started flowing down his back.

nRaising his head, he peeked at the person.

nThat person’s silhouette was blurry under the cover of darkness. But, under the momentary flash of an explosion, he saw that person’s appearance and the pair of chillingly cold eyes.

nIt was the face that he saw on screens often, yet it seemed somewhat unfamiliar at this moment.

nHe meticulously studied Fang Zhao’s appearance and face for any anomalies.

nThat was indeed Fang Zhao’s face. This face appeared on commercials throughout the various continents nowadays. There was no way he couldn’t remember what it looked like.

nThe lively Fang Zhao on screens had a somewhat gentle demeanor even when he wasn’t smiling. The celebrity Fang Zhao that the public knew shouldn’t be like this.

nBut at this sort of time, he wished that the person before him was Fang Zhao, that genius composer in the music world. Because, if this were so, he would still have a slight chance to survive. After all, musicians were more sentimental and were easily led on by emotions.

nWith this in mind, he suddenly had an idea.

n“Don’t shoot!” He tossed his gun aside and raised both hands in the air.

n“You mustn’t kill me! Do you know who I am?” he yelled.

nFang Zhao stared at him.

nThe terrorist gritted his teeth. “I am the Period of Destruction’s Fang Zhao’s descendant!”

nBANG!

nThe only reply he got was a bullet.

nThe hand that had reached for the dagger hidden in his sleeves became limp.

nUp to the moment he died, he couldn’t understand exactly what the Inter-planetary Fund had promised Fang Zhao. Why didn’t Fang Zhao even have the slightest bit of hesitancy when firing?!

nWeren’t musicians sentimental?! Fang Zhao had even acted as “Fang Zhao” in the “Period of Destruction” series. Shouldn’t hearing “Period of Destruction’s Fang Zhao” shock you a little?

nIf he were still alive, he would definitely yell this at Fang Zhao: You aren’t Fang Zhao!

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