Chapter 1439 - 1439: No Words for a Great Favor

The drumbeat lasted less than two minutes, and in the yard, there were very few left who could stand.

Besides the little girl who had the strongest resistance to the drumbeat, only Xiao Feng and Shao Baxing could barely remain standing.

This was the main reason Xiao Feng told the little girl to use the drum as an "emergency measure" rather than a "main battle strategy."

This move harms the enemy by a thousand yet harms oneself by eight hundred!

"Old Man Shao, can you hold on?" Xiao Feng asked with a smile.

At this moment, Shao Baxing was swaying, like he was drunk.

After quite a while, he shook his head, gagged twice, coughed a bit, and then replied, "It's... no big deal."

Xiao Feng bit his tongue tip to stimulate his drowsy mind with pain, his gaze locked onto the gray rat nearby.

Looking at the others, each of them was holding their head and covering their ears, lying on the ground, expressions written with agony.

Those with weaker wills were already hunched over, vomiting violently.

Inside the attic, the Du Family members, dozens of people, were near exhaustion.

Du Qingyun stood by the spittoon, Du Feixiang held a trash can, the inside and outside of the bathroom were crowded with people, and vomit was almost everywhere.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Du Feixiang, recovering his strength, gently patted Du Qingyun's back to help him ease his breath.

"Go... go upstairs and check on Linlang's situation," Du Qingyun said weakly.

Du Feixiang agreed, stepping shakily, gripping the stair handrail, almost climbing his way up to the second floor.

Pushing open the balcony door, he saw Du Linlang holding the railing, her face looking extremely pale.

Looking around, there was no sign of vomit, Du Feixiang asked concernedly, "Are... are you okay?"

Du Linlang gritted her teeth tightly, slowly shaking her head, but did not speak.

Because she worried that once she opened her mouth, she would not be able to resist vomiting.

At this moment, Du Feixiang noticed something seemed off with his daughter, looking in her gaze's direction and discovering her eyes seemed fixed on Du Qingyue?

Of course, Du Feixiang couldn't be entirely sure.

He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but eventually couldn't utter a word, stepped back two steps, and closed the door.

In the courtyard, Xiao Feng, who had regained some strength, held a dagger and fiercely stabbed at the gray rat.

"Swish!"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air appeared, and the gray rat barely managed to dodge the strike.

Then...

Both sides once again entered a phase of catching their breath, waiting for their strength to recover.

Xiao Feng and others were a bit better, but the people from Devil's Concentration Camp were burning with impatience.

No one had anticipated the current situation.

If the Demon Suppression Action Team's reinforcements arrived now, they truly would be defenseless.

As a result, Murphy's law kicked in.

The more you fear something, the more it comes...

Urgent footsteps appeared, and a fully armed core member of the Demon Suppression Action Team emerged into the view of the people in the courtyard.

Seeing the scene in the courtyard, this core member was visibly stunned for a moment, but quickly lowered his head and spoke into the microphone pinned on his collar: "Confirmed safe, you can proceed."

As soon as he finished, seven more similarly armed members rushed into the courtyard.

Gong Kaishan stomped his foot and beat his chest, saying, "Damn it, why is your gear so good?"

It's not that Hua Ling was biased, intentionally treating everyone differently.

But after all, this was their territory, and being barricaded on New Year's Eve, the impact on the public was an important factor that couldn't be ignored.

Sending out such a team of fully armed members clearly meant that the Demon Suppression Action Team's higher-ups believed it was already time to disregard the impact.

However, this affected Xiao Feng's original plan.

Xiao Feng held his breath and concentrated, quickly thinking of countermeasures.

A moment later, he already had an idea...

The situation was quickly brought under control, and Xiao Feng took out a strong anesthetic needle, sticking it into each member of the Devil's Concentration Camp.

Soon, those who got stuck felt numbing all over, their consciousness gradually blurred, and their eyelids grew heavier.

Just as these people closed their eyes, their consciousness about to be sealed off.

Xiao Feng's voice fell into their ears: "Gray Rat comrade, thanks to you this time.

Next, you might have to bear some grievances too…"

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts shook violently!

Gray Rat... turned out to be undercover?

The highly skilled female instructor struggled to open her eyes.

Unfortunately, that was all she could do.

Under the effect of the anesthetic needle, she couldn't even turn her head.

The female instructor felt a deep unwillingness within; before her consciousness shut down, the last thing she heard was someone shouting "Enemy attack."

Immediately, consciousness was gone.

…

"You!"

Gray Rat, "fake-stuck by Xiao Feng with a needle," was glaring at Xiao Feng fiercely at this moment, his eyes seemed to be shooting fire.

He naturally understood the intent behind Xiao Feng's words, to splash dirty water on him, but what came next was temporarily unknown.

"You want to use this method to make me lose a place in the Devil's Concentration Camp?" Gray Rat asked through clenched teeth.

Xiao Feng couldn't be bothered to talk, directly sticking the anesthetic needle into him.

Looking at the Devil's Concentration Camp members spread out on the ground, Gong Kaishan and the others were indescribably excited.

"What a bountiful harvest this time!"

"It's worth the effort!"

"Finally caught them alive!"

Xiao Feng looked up at the night sky, clouds drifting, crescent moon flickering, he truly felt an urge to sigh.

What does it mean that human plans can't match up with divine ones?

What does it mean that plans can't keep up with changes?

This is the perfect example!

Fortunately, none of these changes were fatal; there were even positive aspects, which Xiao Feng didn't bother dwelling on momentarily.

Sun Shijie indicated the injured people to line up according to the severity, then checked everyone with Du Qingyue and others protecting him.

The lighter injuries were treated promptly, while the more serious ones were temporarily controlled to prevent further deterioration.

…

"Woo-woo-woo-woo!"

Sharp alarm sounds echoed throughout the Demon Suppression Action Team base.

Automatic rifles floated atop the walls, and on the roof of the mansion appeared a massive turret.

However, that was not the end; drones densely packed, took off from the yard, flying in all directions like a huge net being spread.

"This formation..." hiding in the shadows, Tang Yunshu couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.

Beside her, Hua Ling snorted lightly and said, "If not for me, you would've been blown to bits already!"

"I owe you a favor, consider it a debt; I will repay it if there's a chance!" Tang Yunshu solemnly said.

"I'd rather you give me some real money!" Hua Ling pursed her lips, looking as if she thought Tang Yunshu was insincere.

Tang Yunshu paused, then nodded and said, "Alright, tell Xiao Feng to give me your account number later."