Reincarnation Paradise Park

Chapter 1184 - 69: Power and Authority

"Yes, it’s me. Let Wei Dong answer the phone... Wei Dong, help me with something. Consider it as payment for the last time you helped us kill someone... Hmm, the person is in the West Suburb, not tall, somewhat dark-skinned, around 30 years old, nicknamed Black Skin, involved in crossbow trafficking, he must stay alive. Okay, I’ll wait for you for five minutes."

Su Xiao was on the phone when a slightly chubby big hand patted his shoulder.

"Su Xiao, my cousin is still here, she’s quite timid."

Ma Fatty swallowed, and to be honest, he had never witnessed a murder scene before. Although the victim was a desperado who had committed numerous crimes, his heart inevitably felt a bit uneasy.

Su Xiao glanced at the young woman in the dress; she was already slumped against the wall, looking terrified and deathly pale. If the skinny man died here, she would likely have a shadow over her for some time, no, perhaps even a lifelong trauma.

Su Xiao’s fingers clicked, retracting the fiber threads into the button on his sleeve. These threads were only one-twentieth the thickness of a hair, with extremely high strength and very lightweight.

"Wei Dong, also come to handle someone here with me. He should be a fugitive; I’ll send you a photo shortly. Throw him in, and he basically won’t likely come out."

Su Xiao hung up the phone, the skinny man gasping heavily, his vision intermittently blacking out. He was certain that if it wasn’t for the fat man’s interruption, he’d already be a corpse.

Wei Dong didn’t make Su Xiao wait for five minutes. In about three minutes, Wei Dong called back. As the head of the Cleaners, his principle was to resolve matters peacefully whenever possible, especially since Su Xiao had helped them kill people before. The ones bothering Su Xiao this time were a group of desperadoes; although the Cleaners didn’t take these people seriously, it was best to get rid of them, if possible.

"As long as he’s fine. Hmm, I haven’t gone over there; I’m a law-abiding citizen now, so get your people here quickly."

Su Xiao hung up the phone. He already understood the details: those who kidnapped Black Skin were not assassins or gangs but a group of tomb robber desperadoes. This matter had some ties to the nearby antique store, and Black Skin was just caught in the crossfire.

About ten minutes later, a car horn sounded outside the Wreath and Funeral Clothes Store. Su Xiao casually untied the ropes binding the skinny man, picked him up, and walked toward the door.

With a loud clatter, Su Xiao yanked up the shutter door, revealing a black business car parked in front.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man in a black suit stepped out, pushed open the back door of the business car.

"Mr. Black Skin only suffered some punches and kicks. Our team doctor checked, no major issues."

This suit man was someone from the Cleaners; they specialized in handling matters related to Contractors in the real world.

"Take the person away."

Su Xiao tossed the skinny man to the suit man.

"Yes, Mr. Su, don’t worry. He won’t appear again. This Tuhaozi has done enough to die multiple times."

The suit man threw the skinny man into the car, and after a muffled grunt, the skinny man passed out.

"Mr. Black Skin, you’ve arrived."

As the suit man spoke, Black Skin got out of the business car, looking clearly bewildered. Earlier, he thought he had been kidnapped by another group.

The business car drove away as Ma Fatty ran forward, sizing up Black Skin. Naturally, the two brothers wouldn’t engage in any tearful embrace, just a mutual shoulder pat.

"Did you eat yet?"

Su Xiao asked.

"Not yet."

"Hungry for almost a day."

"Just right, I have some leftover noodles. Help yourselves in the kitchen."

The four headed inside the accessory store; Ma Fatty didn’t ask who those suit men were, nor did he inquire about the skinny man’s whereabouts because he knew there were some things better left unasked.

Power brings rights, and rights can also harness power; the two are inseparably linked in certain aspects.

The cousin was bewildered throughout; she held a small bowl of noodles but had no appetite because, to her, Su Xiao was like the ’Cold-faced Killer’ in movies. However, the current situation was clearly different, as the ’Cold-faced Killer’ she imagined was engrossed in games on a tablet. The stark contrast between her imagination and reality left the cousin even more bewildered.

"Thanks for today."

Although Ma Fatty almost witnessed the skinny man being strangled, he knew Su Xiao was helping him by dealing with a trouble.

"A small matter."

Su Xiao tossed a cigarette to Ma Fatty. The reason he wanted to deal with the desperado was actually to help Ma Fatty avoid future troubles.

Dealing with desperadoes doesn’t require reasoning. Either don’t make a move or scare them senseless. Su Xiao was unafraid of retaliation from those people, but Ma Fatty and Black Skin were different; they were ordinary people. If the situation became entangled, they could lose their lives over this.

Not to mention, Su Xiao had a few times fled when he was an assassin, and Ma Fatty had taken a huge risk to help him back then, a significant favor.

If Wei Dong hadn’t intervened today and Su Xiao handled the matter himself, he wouldn’t leave anyone behind. Mercy towards enemies is cruelty to oneself.

After hanging out at Su Xiao’s place for some noodles, Ma Fatty and Black Skin left with the ’emotionally overwhelmed’ cousin. Who knows what else she imagined.

Later that evening, Ma Fatty and Black Skin came back, wanting to invite Su Xiao out for a lavish meal as a gesture of gratitude for Su Xiao saving Black Skin’s life.

At ten that night, Su Xiao received a call from Wei Dong. Wei Dong had completely dealt with the group of desperadoes; the follow-up was finished, but there was something odd—after narrowly avoiding death, the skinny man wanted to ’report’ Su Xiao, hoping for leniency.

"Oh? So you’re planning to bring people to arrest me?"

Sitting at the accessory store entrance, Su Xiao braced himself against the cold night wind.

"Stop teasing me; I’m overwhelmed here. A tough character got betrayed, and we’ve been having continuous trouble recently."

Wei Dong’s words made Su Xiao raise an eyebrow. He had an idea of who Wei Dong referred to; it was likely Stan.

If they faced off in the Derivative World, Su Xiao wouldn’t be a match for Stan. Yet, in the real world, even though Su Xiao wouldn’t be Stan’s opponent, Stan would probably find it hard to kill Su Xiao.

The real world doesn’t allow active skills or equipment bonuses. Su Xiao’s development was quite unique, with a balanced real naked attribute and numerous passive abilities, making his combat strength in the real world exceptionally strong.

After hanging up, Su Xiao turned around and went upstairs to sleep. He wouldn’t be able to stay in the real world for long; most of his real-world stay time was exchanged for Reincarnation Paradise time, used to boost his ranking in the arena.

Early next afternoon, just after finishing lunch, Su Xiao received a prompt from Reincarnation Paradise. The familiar feeling of teleportation emerged.

Bang.

Su Xiao’s vision went dark. When his sight returned, he found himself inside his exclusive room.

[The new Derivative World will commence in 1 hour; please prepare, Hunter.]

Su Xiao got up and headed to the Honor Shop in his exclusive room. He had 12 of the "Golden Honor Medal," but the items in the Honor Shop hadn’t refreshed before.

Su Xiao opened the Honor Shop and discovered that the shop items had now refreshed.