Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System - Chapter 266

Chapter 266: Chapter 266: Mission Accomplished.

“All clear on my end,” she reported. “The citizens are too busy with the food distribution. No one suspects anything.”

Suddenly, a group of five corrupt officials stepped into the trap zone. Ning Wei’s eyes lit up. “Now, Nan Wurong!”

With a sharp movement, Nan Wurong activated his space element, creating an invisible barrier around the corrupt.

They didn’t realize it at first, but as they tried to move forward, they hit an invisible wall. Panic set in among them.

“What the hell is going on?” one of them shouted, banging his fists against the barrier.

Fei Bao and his team closed in their weapons at the ready. “Surrender now, and we won’t have to use force,” Fei Bao called out.

The corrupt officials looked at each other, fear flashing in their eyes. They knew they were trapped, but one of them—a man with a particularly vicious look—growled, “I’ll never surrender to the likes of you!”

He lunged toward the barrier, trying to break through, but Nan Wurong’s space element held firm. Fei Bao sighed, shaking his head. “Looks like they want to do this the hard way.”

With a swift motion, Fei Bao unleashed a wave of fire, scorching the ground in front of the officials. “Last chance. Surrender, or we’ll make you.”

Just then, Ning Wei, who had been watching from a distance, noticed something unusual. “Fei Bao, hold on. There’s movement on the west side. A group of corrupt officials is trying to escape!”

Rui Xiao, who had been positioned in the west, stepped forward. “Leave them to me.”

He moved swiftly, his team following closely behind. As the fleeing officials attempted to break through the perimeter, Rui Xiao’s group intercepted them with precise strikes. His experience as a seasoned fighter showed as he subdued the fleeing group with ease, his movements fluid and controlled.

Once the dust settled, all of the corrupt officials were either captured or neutralized. Ning Wei walked over to the trapped group and nodded to Nan Wurong. “Lower the barrier. Let’s take them in.”

As Nan Wurong released the space trap, the officials collapsed to the ground, defeated.

Fei Bao stepped forward, a satisfied grin on his face. “Looks like we got them all.”

Dong Juhua, who had stayed on standby in case anyone got injured, nodded. “No one was hurt, and the citizens are none the wiser. Mission accomplished.”

Ning Wei tapped his communicator. “Boss Su, the plan was a success. The corrupt have been dealt with.”

Su Jiyai’s voice came through, calm and composed as always. “Well done. Return to base. We still have much to do.”

1 hour before.

Xi Ping stepped into the place that had haunted her memories for so long.

The dusty air and crumbling buildings looked the same, but she felt different—stronger, colder.

Her heart pounded as she reached the small shack she used to call home.

Inside, her foster parents were arguing loudly.

When they noticed her standing at the door, their faces twisted in disbelief.

“Am I seeing things? Is that…truly Xi Ping?” The foster mother asked.

Xi Ping’s foster father was the one who came to his senses faster and rushed toward Xi Ping wanting to kill her right away.

“You! You’ve ruined us!” her foster father shouted, stepping forward. “You set us up, didn’t you?”

Her foster mother joined in, pointing an accusing finger. “Do you know what we’ve been through because of you? You ungrateful brat!”

Xi Ping didn’t say a word. Her eyes narrowed, her lips pressing into a thin line. Before they could say more, she moved.

With a swift kick, she sent her foster father crashing to the ground. He groaned, clutching his side, but she didn’t stop. She turned to her foster mother and landed a clean punch to her face, knocking her unconscious.

Her foster brother rushed out from the back room, startled by the noise. “What’s going on?” he yelled, but Xi Ping was ready. She swung a heavy vase at him, and he crumpled to the floor.

The room was silent except for the sound of her breathing.

Xi Ping dragged the unconscious bodies of her foster parents and brother to the center of the room.

She found some old ropes in the corner and tied them securely to the dining chairs.

When they were tightly bound, she grabbed a bucket of water, splashing it over their faces.

“Wake up,” she said coldly.

They sputtered and gasped, coughing as they came to. The panic in their eyes grew when they realized they were tied up.

“Xi Ping!” her foster mother shrieked. “What are you doing?! Let us go!”

Her foster father thrashed against the ropes. “You’ll regret this, you little—”

Xi Ping grabbed a kitchen knife from the counter and slammed it onto the table in front of them, silencing them instantly.

“You think you can blame me for everything? After what you did?” she said, her voice ice-cold.

“You almost sold me. Lied about it. Tried to ruin my life. Now it’s your turn to suffer.”

Her foster mother started sobbing. “We—we didn’t mean to! It was a mistake!”

“A mistake?” Xi Ping laughed bitterly. “You didn’t seem so sorry when you were taking the money.”

Her foster father growled. “You think you’re tough now? You’re just a scared little girl!”

Xi Ping’s expression didn’t change. She picked up the knife and pressed the flat side against his cheek.

“You should be scared. I’ve waited too long for this.”

She turned to her foster brother, who was glaring at her with hatred.

“You…I have done so much for you, yet you didn’t have even an ounce of gratitude…just how selfish you are dear brother.

But don’t worry, now you will pay for whatever you have done.”

Her foster brother spit at her feet. “Do your worst.”

He was confident that she would not kill him, considering how she had an earlier chance to do so, but never did it.

She was just too soft-hearted.

However what he didn’t know was, Xi Ping’s heart turned cold by the last incident and today she truly wanted to end everything.