Sky-cracking Rider

Gathered in the first-floor hall of the Manor Main House, the crowd formed a large circle.

"I refuse!"

Haunting Hanna Gagel's psyche was a deep fear of the Supernatural Ability Suppressant, and it also stopped Chen Fei, who had appeared somewhat tempted.

The treacherous hearts within Jianghu spare no one from their vigilance.

Especially now, with the murderer still unidentified, everyone was under suspicion, including the present butler and the security guards behind him.

Someone, discontented, shouted, "Hanna Gagel, what do you mean by this? Did you actually do it?"

The others looked as if they were facing a great enemy, tense as if they had really pegged Hanna Gagel and Chen Fei as the murderers.

The manor's security guards promptly lifted their automatic weapons, aiming at the pair, ready to fire without hesitation at the slightest provocation.

The atmosphere was explosive.

"A motive? I bore no ill will towards Mr. Xia Ji, so why would I kill him? If I had wanted to act, I had plenty of opportunities before. Why on earth wait until now and walk into a trap?"

Hanna Gagel, no naive girl unacquainted with the ways of the world, quickly seized upon the crucial point.

Those retreating to the back exchanged glances, finding a certain logic in her words.

If one wished to commit a crime, they would naturally attempt to remove any clues or evidence that could implicate themselves, not foolishly proceed as blatantly as now, which would be far too sloppy.

In the crowd, someone whispered furtively, "Hanna Gagel, you just recently had a conflict with Mr. Xia Ji, whose Aircrew Base suffered a great loss. How could there be no grudges?"

"Maybe you harbour resentment and deliberately employed deception in plain sight, misleading everyone and killing Mr. Xia Ji."

Another spoke up from a different direction.

The military contractors present could not help but harbour doubts, despite the logical argument put forth by the CEO of Jiu Defense. There was still the possibility of another scenario.

"Who? Speak up, don't skulk about and stir trouble in secret!"

Chen Fei bellowed, scanning the direction of the voice. The crowd shifted, but he could not find the speaker, who perhaps had already retreated out of sight.

"My Aircrew Base did have a conflict with Mr. Xia Ji's, that's true. But the reasonable Mr. Xia Ji handled the provoking executive manager Ximen Temple Kong himself and even introduced me to Tao's Security Service Company. I owe Mr. Xia Ji thanks, why would I kill him? If someone has a problem with this, step forward, or else I suspect the one speaking is the murderer."

Hanna Gagel defended herself logically before swiftly turning the tables on the person who had made the insidious comment just before.

Silence fell again.

After all, her words struck a significant blow. At a time like this, dancing about like a mischievous clown would only draw attention to oneself, suggesting ulterior motives of provoking discord.

However, Butler Thompson was not convinced and still very politely placed the needle-free injection gun on the tray and offered it forward, maintaining his demeanor of a perfectly competent Manor Butler.

"Please, Ms. Hanna, do not make this difficult for us."

"Butler, what do you mean by this?"

Hanna Gagel's expression finally changed; despite all she had said, the other party persisted in trying to suppress her and Chen Fei's abilities, which suggested a significant underlying message.

"Something's fishy!"

Chen Fei muttered to himself, sensing something was seriously amiss.

For a moment, both parties were at an impasse, the manor security with their guns unwaveringly trained on the two.

"What's going on?"

"Butler Thompson, what are you..."

"Don't speak, something's not quite right!"

The military contractors invited were no fools; nearly all were savvy veterans who rapidly sensed the extraordinary tension between the Jiu Defense personnel and the manor butler.

Butler Thompson seemed to be zeroing in on Jiu Defense, causing more than a few to change their expressions.

Some individuals even stealthily drew their Magic Artifacts, ready to activate them at a moment's notice.

Focused, Thompson eyed Hanna Gagel and Chen Fei, hesitated, then said, "Mr. Chen Fei, Ms. Hanna, please watch this video."

No matter what, he couldn't discern the guilty awareness on them that he would expect of murderers, not even a trace of panic or guilt, which was highly abnormal.

"Go ahead!"

Hanna Gagel's expression was impassive; she wanted to see what the other party had that could implicate her.

"This is the surveillance footage from the study."

Thompson handed the tray he was holding to a nearby server and then took out his mobile phone to open a video file.

Inside the study, Manor Lord Xia Ji appeared to be meeting Chen Fei.

They seemed to be discussing Hanna Gagel and soon got into an argument.

Suddenly, with no warning, Chen Fei bellowed, "Xia Ji, you think you can vie for Hanna with me? Dream on, in your next life!"

Without further ado, he struck out, and in the blink of an eye, several flashes of silver light cut through the air, and Xia Ji and two servers were bisected, dying on the spot.

The surrounding military contractors craned their necks, eager to glimpse the video playing on the manor butler's phone screen.

Some of the more cunning pulled out their own phones, using the zoom function to get a clear view.

Others, thanks to being more eagle-eyed or closer to the screen, watched just as clearly, and they quickly gaped in shock.

"It's the surveillance video!"

"Holy shit, it's actually, really..."

"A crime of passion!"

"Two men over one woman, no wonder!"

"So the truth is like this!"

"Mr. Xia Ji died so miserably!"

There was a buzz of shock at the scene, and it spread quickly.

Many people looked at Chen Fei with deep wariness in their eyes, as if the evidence were conclusive and he had been securely nailed.

"Sorry!"

Zuo Gengming, who had been standing with Chen Fei, quietly and unnoticeably stepped back.

Given the unclear situation and the confusing truth, it was better to be cautious for the sake of one's own safety.

Someone with hands on hips stepped forward and said loudly, "Guilty or not, inject the Supernatural Ability Suppressant immediately, or it means you have something to hide!"

He was a personal bodyguard for a military contractor, and while speaking, he shielded his employer behind him; he had to be responsible for his employer and stay away from any dangerous individuals.

Another person came forward and said just as openly, "Exactly! You two supernatural power users, you make us feel very scared!"

Most of the people were veterans of the Jianghu, and even after seeing the surveillance footage, they were still half doubtful. Had it not been for Hanna Gagel's earlier self-defense, they would probably not have been so polite.

"That's too fake, it's a CG-made fake video." Chen Fei reached out to the butler and said, "Come on, the Supernatural Ability Suppressant, does it hurt?"

He was afraid of pain!

But at this critical moment, there was no way to refuse the Supernatural Ability Suppressant.

If everyone wanted to find solace through the Supernatural Ability Suppressant, then he would give them that solace.

"Chen Fei, don't..."

Hanna Gagel was just about to stop him, but Chen Fei acted faster, snatching up the needle-free injection gun and giving himself a shot.

Butler Thompson finally came slowly and said, "...It doesn't hurt!"

Yet he let out a long sigh of relief.

Despite fearlessly confronting Hanna Gagel and Chen Fei, insisting on the injection of the Supernatural Ability Suppressant to eliminate danger, only he knew the pressure he was under.

By now, Butler Thompson's back was soaked with sweat.

"This video is fake, my usual weapon is not a blade, but a crowbar, and I already have a girlfriend, so I'm definitely not the boss."

Although he had injected himself with the Supernatural Ability Suppressant, Chen Fei still took the initiative to loudly defend himself.

The female boss may be beautiful, indeed a standard rich and beautiful woman, but the eye mask that suppresses the "Eye of the Storm" is terrifyingly scary, and cuddling it would lead to nightmares.

It's guys like Chekhov Big Bear who are unfazed by the cold, only having eyes for Big Daizi, and even daring to flirt with the mature supervisor of the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee in charge of the Xingdu Kush Mountain Area.

"Ms. Hanna, please..."

Butler Thompson handed over the tray with the needle-free injection gun.

Only after suppressing the two's abilities could everyone feel relieved while waiting for the police.

"Hmm! You all need to be careful, I'm afraid things are not so simple."

Forced by the situation, Hanna Gagel also had no choice but to pick up the needle-free injection gun and inject herself with the Supernatural Ability Suppressant.

The suppressant took effect immediately, and her Wind-type Psionic Ability weakened, making her just like an ordinary person.

If her eye mask were removed at this moment, it would reveal that the pupils of both eyes had become consistent in color, and the physiological color of the "Eye of the Storm" was completely caused by her Special Ability.

"Chirp?"

Little Bird curiously inspected the needle-free injection gun, eagerly trying to peck at it a few times.

Pure Light Sparrow, ah!

Completely ignored.

After taking back the needle-free injection gun and tray, Butler Thompson bowed deeply and sincerely said, "I am very sorry if you two are innocent. I will certainly give both of you an explanation. And for your safety, please be assured that we will do our utmost to protect you until the police arrive..."

Before he could finish his words, the entire building suddenly shook violently without warning.

Someone shouted loudly, "Earthquake!"

"Run for it!"

"Don't panic, line up and run towards the entrance, don't block the doorway."

In the face of the might of heaven and earth, humans were not much stronger than frail ants.

It was as if night had suddenly fallen; the scenery outside the windows darkened abruptly, the lights inside the manor flickered and went out, only to be replaced by the dim emergency lights.

People rushing to the door were stopped in their tracks by an invisible barrier, and a wave of swearing erupted, but no one was able to breakthrough, all were stuck inside at the doorway.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

Several ping pong ball-sized Light Orbs emitted a soft white glow, rising gently into the air.

Pure Light Sparrow released its "Illumination Technique," once again lighting up the main hall of the manor where the crowd was gathered like it was daytime.

"What's happening?"

"We can't get out!"

"It's dark outside, can't see anything!"

There was a clamorous uproar in the hall like a Vegetable Market.

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