AWITTGABAGIWOBAFOAP Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Spiritual Power Leakage, Strong Meeting

The voice of Robo-Wei attracted countless armed soldiers, raising their guns and aiming at the ventilation ducts, preparing for indiscriminate fire.

“Hold on,” Robo-Wei said.

The armed soldiers neatly and orderly lowered their weapons and stood at attention, still maintaining vigilance.

Song Ningwan, trapped in the ventilation duct with no way to retreat, heard Robo-Wei say.

“Don’t kill him. Capture him and take him to Mr. Biling for disposal.”

Having reached this point, there was no need for futile resistance.

Song Ningwan had already filled the ducts with bombs along the way, powerful enough to destroy the entire factory.

However, now was not the right time to detonate them, as there were too many people in the factory.

He needed to find a way to lure everyone out.

Engrossed in thought, Song Ningwan disassembled the iron mesh in front of him, poking his head out, thankfully not too high.

Finding an angle, he jumped down, rolling half a circle on the ground to steady himself.

Before he could stand up, he was met with a gun pointed at his head.

In such a situation, surrender was the best option.

Song Ningwan silently stood up, fully cooperating as he was taken away.

Before leaving, he met the gaze of Robo-Wei, who had turned his back earlier.

The other party said nothing, only lowered his eyes, making his emotions unreadable.

He had originally wanted to discuss with Robo-Wei how to blow up the factory, but in return, he received a light betrayal.

Song Ningwan’s eyes were covered with a black cloth, obstructing his vision, unable to see anything.

They even injected Song Ningwan with a drug, flowing into his blood vessels, making him feel weak and unable to exert any strength in his limbs.

Throughout the whole process, he was dragged out by the arm.

The cold wind poured into the back of his collar, causing Song Ningwan to shrink back involuntarily. He must have left the factory now.

The armed soldiers dared not delay, racing against time to drag the intruder into the luxury villa.

Everyone underwent mechanical inspection, and without any dangerous items discovered, they could directly enter.

In the villa, the four tall buildings were inhabited by Biling’s distant and close relatives, forming a square to protect the most magnificent luxury villa in the center.

The armed soldiers were not qualified to enter directly, first reporting to the butler that they had discovered an unknown stranger, requiring Mr. Biling to come forward and resolve the matter.

The butler went in to report, and after a while, walked out with a indifferent expression, gesturing politely: “Mr. Biling said, bring the intruder in.”

Although surprised, the armed soldiers still followed orders. Just as they took a step forward, the butler directly stopped them: “Leave the person to me, you don’t need to come in.”

The armed soldiers did not hesitate, “Yes.” After handing Song Ningwan over to the butler, they saluted and left.

The blindfold was removed, and in the night, he saw the butler’s standard, formulaic face, and was stunned.

An artificial being.

Biling even had this kind of technology, no wonder he wanted to monopolize all mechanical production and wholesale in Upper Trash District.

The drug was still working, and his legs were still numb. Song Ningwan moved his hands and wrists, “Take me to see Biling.”

The butler walked ahead, leading Song Ningwan through the garden, and arrived at the villa entrance.

“Master, I’m back,” the butler said. A beam of green light scanned, correctly identifying the pupils and irises.

The bronze-red door gradually opened to both sides.

Entering the villa, he was greeted by a luxurious living room, and soon caught sight of Biling, dressed in casual clothes, sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

In the silent space, there was only the sound of fingers turning the pages of the newspaper.

The butler did not disturb his master, waiting until Biling put down the newspaper, leaned back on the sofa, and faintly raised his eyelids.

Seeing Song Ningwan’s young face, he was surprised: “How did you get in?”

Song Ningwan did not speak, staring at Biling for a long while.

“Do you want to kill me?”

As soon as Biling said this, the butler immediately turned around to defend, vigilantly watching the intruder’s every move.

“Don’t you think you deserve to die?” Song Ningwan sneered, seemingly not afraid of this rumored terrifying Jian family head at all.

Biling stood up, his golden hair falling over his shoulders, his dark pupils with a hint of casualness, as if disdainful, “I think I should cut off your tongue.” After saying this, he walked up to Song Ningwan, seemingly pondering something.

Song Ningwan did not answer, thinking about how to kill Biling, and then successfully leave this place.

“What do you want? Power or money?” Biling asked, “Or something else…”

“I want,” Song Ningwan deliberately paused, his eyes firm and unwavering, “you to take the entire Jian family and die.”

Biling’s face turned cold, and he turned to the butler and ordered: “Lock him in the factory for research.”

Song Ningwan seemed to think of something bad, feigning fear, “You! You’re simply inhumane, worse than pigs and dogs!”

“I’m going to report you to the director of the Main City Research Institute!”

This threat had no impact at all. Biling walked past Song Ningwan and headed towards the door.

Song Ningwan followed and turned his head.

The doctor, a refined scoundrel, raised his gold-rimmed glasses, standing at the door, greeting Biling.

“Long time no see, old friend reunited, do I still have to be blindfolded to visit you?”

Biling nodded: “Come in.”

“We have a guest? Oh, isn’t this the person on the big screen the other day, why did you bring him home?” the doctor pretended not to recognize him, curious.

Hearing this, Biling looked at Song Ningwan, “He wanted to report me to you, so he ran here, it’s really…”

“Biling’s good reputation is like the sun in the sky, you must have misunderstood him, right?” the doctor said in surprise, winking at Song Ningwan.

He wasn’t adding salt at all.

What was the research institute director, disguised as a city management doctor, investigating in the ruins? It was still unknown.

The two looked like old friends, but in reality, they were strangers to each other, distrustful.

Very interesting.

There was a subtle relationship between the Trash District and the Main City, like a cooperation based on mutual benefit.

Song Ningwan knew that Biling wanted to find out how he had sneaked in, so he wouldn’t kill him for now.

He could just take this opportunity to expose that shameful factory to the world.

“A den of snakes and rats,” Song Ningwan said sternly, without any sign of softening.

The doctor looked at Biling and sighed, expressing helplessness: “Alright, he is indeed too presumptuous, how are you going to deal with him?”

“Lock him up in prison,” Biling changed his tune, “After all, he just spoke rudely, there’s no need to go to extremes.”

Just like that, being thrown into the factory at the beginning was changed to being locked up in prison.

The doctor chimed in at this time: “He didn’t commit any major crimes, just lock him up for a couple of days.” He looked at Song Ningwan with interest, as if he had thought of something, and called out.

“Want to go to the Main City Research Institute? No need for entrance exams, I’ll give you a back door.”

How did these words sound so strange?

Song Ningwan did not agree, and was led out of the villa by the butler to find the armed soldiers guarding the door.

“He made a mistake, take him to prison.”

The armed soldiers once again blindfolded Song Ningwan, retracing the way they came.

Relying on his keen perception, Song Ningwan knew that the factory was right next door, and he suddenly stopped walking.

“I planted bombs inside, do you want everyone to be blown to death? After all, the loss would be considerable.”

The armed soldiers stopped, “I will notify someone else to handle this matter.”

Song Ningwan: “?” Such a casual way of handling it?

“I really planted bombs, don’t you believe me?”

The armed soldiers’ facial expressions froze, and they silently pushed open the factory gate, bringing Song Ningwan to the place where he was first taken away.

The blindfold was forcibly torn off, and he saw the bloody scene inside the factory, meeting Robo-Wei’s eyes.

“You guys go down, I’ll handle this person,” Robo-Wei said to the armed soldiers holding Song Ningwan down.

After everyone left, Robo-Wei walked towards the high-end office.

Song Ningwan quickly followed behind.

The two walked into the office one after the other, and Robo-Wei turned around, reaching out to close the door, facing Song Ningwan.

Robo-Wei used his eyes to indicate that there were monitors in the corner.

Song Ningwan tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his mind. Just when he thought it would remain motionless as usual, waves suddenly splashed on the sea.

In just an instant, tidal spiritual power leaked out.

Song Ningwan lost control.

Not good.

In a moment of crisis, directly destroying the monitor in the corner, Song Ningwan grabbed Robo-Wei, trying to concentrate: “There are bombs planted here, the remote control is in the bushes next to the factory. Get everyone out, I’ll take the opportunity to press the button.”

Robo-Wei pursed his lips: “Aren’t you afraid that I’ll really betray you? By handing you over to Biling, aren’t I a traitor?”

Song Ningwan endured the pain, saying each word: “Presumably there are many monitoring facilities here, if you don’t expose me, you will expose yourself, it’s not worth the loss. Besides, you also know that Biling won’t kill me. He needs my technology to break through the electric fence to strengthen defense measures.”

“He can’t possibly lock me up in prison either, after all, it’s such a long distance, if I run away again, it will be troublesome.”

“I thought you wouldn’t trust me anymore.” Robo-Wei nodded: “Yes, I haven’t even met Biling. He gave me this position, he doesn’t trust me. Perhaps your appearance is already under his surveillance, if I don’t report it, all my efforts will be in vain.”

“I’m not that stupid.” Song Ningwan tried to withdraw his spiritual power without success, and could only arrange things as soon as possible: “After that, the Guangming Group’s explosion will cause more people’s suspicion and doubt, what is the group researching, leading someone to steal it alive or go out. Didn’t I ask you to draw the Upper and Lower Trash District train tunnels? When the time comes, smuggling in the Lower Trash District will trigger the first war, what will the Jian family do then?”

“Why would the Lower Trash District people come?” Robo-Wei couldn’t help but ask.

“They’ve wanted to start a war for many years, guess how many people would want to see the hypocritical Upper Trash District civilization if they could smuggle in at will.”

Robo-Wei understood it this way, “You mean to use the Guangming Group’s explosion incident to continue fermenting, making the Upper Trash District people guess that the Jian family has no ability to continue researching machinery, right?”

Song Ningwan nodded: “Yes, if the Upper Trash District people think so, let alone the Lower Trash District, they have long wanted to annex this place.”

“What’s wrong with you? You’ve been sweating all the time.” Robo-Wei wanted to help Song Ningwan sit on the sofa, but was rejected.

“I’m fine, it’s just that some madman is coming soon, I have to hide first.” Song Ningwan came back to his senses and looked at Robo-Wei: “I’ll knock you out, then leave here to cause the explosion, and take the opportunity to escape. Don’t worry about hurting anyone, the bomb’s power isn’t great.”

Robo-Wei nodded: “Be careful.”