Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1430 - 690: Part 2

The Illuminati wants to truly establish themselves in the underground world, and it’s time to use a crushing battle to establish absolute prestige in front of these jackals and tigers.

"Stand up."

Fang Cheng looked at Li Fei and said in a deep voice:

"First, explain every detail of that Ghost Fox’s abilities without missing a word."

With the help of Li Ran, Li Fei got up, took a deep breath, and then reported:

"Ghost Fox is an S-Class power user, his main ability is telekinesis. This telekinesis is extremely domineering, with an effective range of nearly thirty meters. As long as it’s within his domain of perception, he can crumple a bulletproof SUV into scrap metal out of thin air, and even simultaneously control hundreds of short blades to form a metal storm with no blind spots, making it inevitable."

"Additionally, he has two extremely insidious special abilities. One of them is poison manipulation."

Li Fei pointed to his throat, with lingering fear, he said:

"He nurtures a Mother Gu with his vital blood, capable of driving thousands of mutated poisonous insects at any time. These insects carry strong corrosiveness and can silently burrow into a person’s seven orifices through pores, devouring the internal organs, making it impossible to guard against."

"The other ability is called ’Hallucination Eye’. Once you make eye contact with him and are drawn by his gaze, your five senses are completely stripped away, falling into an extremely realistic illusion, ultimately rendered helpless in a mental collapse."

"However, his physical defense is relatively weak."

Li Fei’s eyes showed a hint of apprehension as he continued:

"Therefore, he rarely engages in close combat with others, preferring to hide behind layers of guards, wearing down opponents with his poisonous insects and telekinesis from a distance. Also, they have brought many people this time..."

Li Fei said a lot in one breath, appearing somewhat exhausted.

After a brief pause and a few breaths, he continued in a solemn tone:

"At that time, within the encirclement, besides Ghost Fox, there were at least eleven other people. Two of them were gold medal killers, extremely strong, and the rest were all silver medal level, generally around A-Class or B-Class."

After listening, Lin Chuqiao frowned and suggested:

"Brother Cheng, the opponent came prepared and with many people, should we also bring more brothers over? Just in case."

The Professor and Li Dingjian heard this and nodded in agreement.

Fatty Hu seized the opportunity, shouted loudly, and volunteered:

"Chairman, count me in! I’ll take the lead for you!"

Fei Ying also straightened his body, reverse grip on the dagger, with an unmistakable eagerness in his eyes.

Having been stuck at the base dealing with miscellaneous tasks recently, his body felt rusty.

Recalling that fierce battle at the Silver Wing Building that night, his blood was boiling, already raring to go.

Fang Cheng’s gaze swept over everyone, then settled on the pair of siblings, Li Fei and Li Ran:

"We definitely need to bring people, but before that, we must first determine who will lead the way."

"Let me do it."

Li Ran stepped forward and shouted, her expression exceptionally determined:

"Second Senior Brother is seriously injured, making it inconvenient for him to move. Let me go! That Ghost Fox bastard, even if he turned to ashes, I would recognize him!"

"No, it’s too dangerous, you can’t go."

Li Fei immediately shook his head and refuted her:

"If Senior Brother were here, he would never allow you to take such a risk either."

Li Ran was not convinced, still stubbornly arguing:

"Although I’m not as skilled as you, my reaction speed is much faster than yours and Senior Brother’s. Even if I can’t defeat those gold medal killers, following behind to ensure my safety is absolutely fine, I won’t hold anyone back."

The two immediately started vying for a spot in the operation.

"Stop."

Fang Cheng raised his hand to silence them and asked:

"Between the two of you, whose eyesight is better?"

"Mine!"

The duo answered in unison.

As assassins, superior eyesight is an essential basic skill for tracking, sniping, and counter-intelligence; otherwise, they’d have died in the training camp long ago.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng continued:

"The aim of this operation is to repay in kind—an eye for an eye. Since the other party wants to annihilate our Illuminati, the least we can do is fully execute our host’s duty, ensuring these guests leave East Capital without returning, all of them left behind."

"Therefore, I want you to accurately identify every killer from the Black Shark Organization and ensure not a single one slips through."

Hearing this, Li Ran’s expression involuntarily turned troubled.

She was forcibly kept at the Hidden Cloud Cottage by Senior Brother last night and did not personally participate in the massacre.

Unless the opponents were all people she knew from the base, she could easily overlook them.

Li Fei, however, had no hesitation, immediately responding:

"Chairman, I’ve just engaged with them earlier. The faces of those who participated in the siege, I’ve already memorized them all."

"As for others hiding in the shadows who haven’t appeared, as long as they’re not unfamiliar faces recently transferred from the overseas base, I can mostly recognize them."

Fang Cheng scrutinized him:

"How about your current injuries? Can you hold on?"

"To be honest with you,"

Li Fei struggled to stand upright and said truthfully:

"I once injected an enhancing potion in the organization, and luckily, it caused some mutations. My body’s recovery ability far exceeds that of ordinary people.

"Plus, the treatment effect from your Chairman just now was very good. I’m confident there won’t be any problem leading the way during the action tonight."

Fang Cheng nodded, then turned to look at the others.

"Besides the guide, I need two more helpers."

His gaze swept around the courtyard, finally landing on the robust figure:

"Fatty Hu, you’ll be accompanying us for this action."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Hu grinned broadly, rubbing his hands with excitement:

"Alright, Chairman, just watch me take care of those bastards and beat them all up!"

Saying this, he turned to look at Fei Ying, raising his sparse eyebrows, and boasted proudly:

"See? I told you the Chairman would definitely choose me!"

Fei Ying shook his head, too lazy to acknowledge his bragging.

Fang Cheng poured a basin of cold water just in time:

"Fatty Hu, your mission for this action is to protect Li Fei. He is barely recovered from serious injuries, and you need to ensure his safety on the periphery."

"What?"

Fatty Hu’s face of ecstasy instantly collapsed, and he lengthened his voice in disappointment:

"So it turns out I’m just a nanny..."

Fei Ying couldn’t help but burst into laughter:

"Come on, be content. With the Chairman personally taking action, those assassins aren’t even enough to fill his teeth, not to mention giving you a chance to charge into battle."

Fatty Hu scratched his bald back head, muttering:

"That’s true."

Fang Cheng ignored their banter, his gaze directly passing over the others to look into the dark corner of the main house.

"The other one accompanying me is..."

He paused, then spoke a name:

"Bean."

This time, not only Fatty Hu but everyone in the courtyard was stunned, their faces full of astonishment.

"What? Bean?"

Fatty Hu opened his mouth wide, thinking he had misheard.

Even Bean herself felt unexpected.

When she heard the Chairman’s voice, her thin shoulders trembled suddenly.

Facing the collective gaze of those around her, the little girl shrank like a startled chick, hurriedly burying her head deeply between her knees.

A little white mouse hiding in her sleeve peeked out with half its sharp little head, its pea-sized eyes darting around with a soft "squeak," and quickly shrank back.

"That’s right."

Fang Cheng slightly nodded:

"To ensure nothing goes wrong with this operation, I need Bean’s abilities to assist me."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chuqiao pondered briefly, and her eyes suddenly lit up:

"The meeting point is at South City Farm, and Bean’s ability to communicate with animals is indeed most suitable for that kind of place for scouting enemy positions."

Fang Cheng took steps away from the mottled sunlight, walking into the shadow under the eaves.

He stopped in front of the little girl, bent slightly, and extended his right hand.

His broad palm lay flat, suspended in Bean’s line of sight.

Feeling the footsteps stop by her side, Bean held her breath.

She slowly raised her head from between her knees and met Fang Cheng’s gaze through her disheveled bangs.

Those eyes were calm and gentle, dispelling the lingering sense of murder in the courtyard from moments ago.

Bean pressed her dry lips together, hesitating for a few seconds.

Finally, she raised her right arm, and from the slightly larger sleeve, stretched out her thin wrist, timidly placing her hand in that palm.

Fang Cheng smiled, curled his fingers, gently holding her cool hand, and smoothly pulled her up from the ground.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, slightly trembling and still lacking a sense of security, Fang Cheng let go of her hand and softened his voice:

"Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, no one will harm you."

The wind swept through the courtyard, rustling the grape leaves.

Bean stood under the eaves, her long eyelashes fluttering twice.

She looked into Fang Cheng’s eyes, the tension in her back gradually easing, and she made a faint nasal sound:

"Mm."