Chapter 132: New Discovery!

As soon as Gao Jing saw the hooded man this evening, he felt that something was wrong.

After becoming a Totem Warrior, his physical strength truly went beyond the limits of ordinary people. His power, speed, reactions, or senses, all got much stronger.

Also, Gao Jing’s mind went through a big change!

His memory was way better than before, he understood things better now, and he got an animal-like sense for danger.

Gao Jing sensed the hooded man’s dislike toward him.

At the start, Gao Jing was very puzzled.

Clearly, their trade last night went fine, and tonight was also a meeting they planned ahead.

Why did the hooded man dislike him?

And when Gao Jing stepped into this office, he felt the dislike wasn’t just from the hooded man now!

His very sharp gut feeling told Gao Jing.

Everyone in this place was his enemy!

This badness aimed at him hit its worst when he opened the suitcase.

The hairs on the back of Gao Jing’s neck stood straight up.

So he fiercely burst into action right then!

Just as Gao Jing brought out the Crimson Snake aura, Old Black behind him quietly lifted a Glock 19.

But before he could aim that pistol with the silencer at Gao Jing.

A scary feeling suddenly came!

Old Black couldn’t help shaking all over.

His eyes showed huge fear, his whole body grew stiff like he was turned to stone by magic.

Forget shooting Gao Jing—he couldn’t even wiggle a finger!

This fear came from life’s deep inside, stuck in his genes.

Nothing could wipe it out!

The next moment, Gao Jing turned around fast and grinned at Old Black.

He punched his head hard.

Bang!

It was like a watermelon smashed by an iron hammer. The red and white stuff inside sprayed meters away.

This was Gao Jing’s first killing in the Primary World.

And he took a life in such a wild, cruel way.

But his heart felt no stir at all.

With one punch killing Old Black, Gao Jing looked at the gang members by the sofa.

In his hand, a Hunting Crossbow popped up quiet as a ghost.

A Hunting Crossbow already loaded and set!

Twang! Twang! Twang!

In just seconds, five Hell Cats gang members had their heads pierced by alloy bolts.

Fast, spot-on, brutal.

Each bolt took a life!

Gao Jing’s face didn’t change as he switched to the sixth Hunting Crossbow that was strung.

He had gotten real smooth at fast-swapping weapons using the Storage Space trick.

The shiny cold alloy bolt tip pointed at the middle-aged white man flopped in the boss’s chair!

This boss guy’s face grew red hot. From the strong hit of the Crimson Snake aura, his eyes rolled white, his throat made uh-uh sounds, and his hands and feet shook without him meaning to.

Seeing Gao Jing’s Hunting Crossbow aim at him, he shook even more wildly.

His eyes were full of despair.

“No, don’t kill me!”

Even more scared than the middle-aged white man was the hooded man already kneeling on the ground.

His pants were all soaked wet, drips were falling from the bottoms, and the leaky stuff gave off a stinky smell.

The hooded man was terrified like nothing before and full of regret too.

If he knew Gao Jing was this scary, he shouldn’t have gotten greedy and told his boss to double-cross him.

Now he messed with a big shark—it was too late for words!

Squelch!

Gao Jing didn’t bother talking to him; he just shot and blew his head up with one bolt.

He switched to the seventh Hunting Crossbow.

Then aimed back at the middle-aged white man.

Right then, the rush from the Crimson Snake aura faded fast away. The middle-aged white man slowly got back his body control.

Seeing Gao Jing didn’t fire at once, a glint of hope lit in his eyes.

“This is all a mistake.”

The middle-aged white man raised his hands slow like, showing he wouldn’t fight.

He spoke very earnestly: “I was tricked into thinking you were police. I’ll pay you back, I promise good payback to make you happy.”

The middle-aged white man knew he faced someone super calm, ruthless, and weird.

He couldn’t see at all how Gao Jing “changed” the crossbows out.

It was plain amazing!

But this wasn’t the time to dig up the truth.

Nothing mattered more than his own life!

The middle-aged white man racked his brain to persuade Gao Jing.

To win a tiny chance to live.

At the same time, in his heart, he prayed quiet to God—no, to Lucifer.

To save him, this true believer!

Maybe the middle-aged white man’s prayer worked. Gao Jing looked curious: “Tell me.”

The middle-aged white man cheered up fast, opened his mouth, and said: “Siri!”

Ding!

The phone on the desk lit up in a flash.

Gao Jing: “…”

The middle-aged white man rushed on: “Open the treasure vault for me!”

As soon as he said it, the fancy wall at his back rumbled and split apart by itself. It showed a hidden room inside!

Gao Jing: “…”

This Gang leader truly had a treasure vault.

The back wall housed all kinds of modern weapons, including equipment Gao Jing saw at Old John’s gun shop and many astonishing pieces that broadened his horizons.

Like rocket launchers!

Three whole units!!

Besides these weapons, stacked money formed small mountains below.

Along with piles of shiny yellow gold bricks!

Just as Gao Jing’s attention fixed on the vault, the middle-aged white man suddenly slid downward, vanishing beneath the desk.

Facing up, legs bent, left hand pressed the floor while his right hand grabbed the Glock taped under the desk.

This was his only fighting chance.

All he needed was to flip the desk upward as a shield to turn defeat into victory!

Boom!

His plan seemed perfect, but reality proved brutally harsh.

He’d barely seized the pistol

when a fist crashed down like thunder, instantly piercing the thick oak desk.

Countless wood splinters flew as the unstoppable blow hammered into him!

Impossible!!

This final thought flashed through his mind before darkness swallowed him whole.

Ptooey!

Gao Jing stood atop the shattered desk, shaking his head contemptuously.

Trying tricks like these?

Useless!

Only the gurgle of flowing blood broke the office silence,

staining the expensive carpet crimson.

Though the thick metallic scent hung heavy and unpleasant,

Gao Jing felt wonderful.

Not because of the ready weapons and wealth before him,

but because killing these gang members unexpectedly generated Power of Faith.

He’d sensed it first when smashing Old Black’s skull with his iron fist!

After releasing Nine Apertures’ debut vlog on Bilibili, constant faith feedback made Gao Jing block awareness of the Bronze Anchor’s core space to avoid distraction—a skill mastered long ago.

Yet this sudden surge of faith shattered that mental barrier, making everything crystal clear.

Eliminating evil

could actually create Power of Faith!!

Every Hellcat gang member here dripped wickedness,

their hands soaked in crime.

Especially this middle-aged white man beneath Gao Jing’s feet, whose death yielded the richest faith bounty!

For a moment, temptation stirred within Gao Jing:

stay in New York City to play Spider-Man, fighting crime nightly.

With so many comic fans in USA, this real-life “Superhero” would surely gain countless admirers.

Double faith harvesting might make upgrading the Bronze Anchor to tier 3 or 4 routine!

But he dismissed the impulse.

Though now a Totem Warrior wielding superpowers and magical items like the Weaver’s Wrist to mimic Spider-Man,

reality wasn’t comics. Modern weapons could kill him—a single bullet might end him.

Nor were USA authorities pushovers.

The idea shimmered beautifully but remained unworkable for now.

He needed greater strength.

Suppressing the urge, Gao Jing refocused on the vault before him.

These were treasures earned from defeating the boss!

Jackpot!

Without hesitation, Gao Jing swept everything into his Storage Space like a whirlwind.

Sorting could wait till later.

Post-cleanout, he took out a bucket of high-energy fuel from storage.

Gao Jing dumped every drop across the office floor.