The Spiritual Church

The rain continued to pour relentlessly as Wang Yanfei stood amidst the ruins and puddles, his gaze sweeping across the scene. Fragments of machinery were scattered across the ground, drone parts floated in the murky water, and the bodies of corporate lackeys lay around in disarray. Some were unconscious, others writhed in pain, but none could still stand.

He walked to the boy leading the group, who lay sprawled in the mud, his limbs twisted unnaturally—a clear sign he was incapacitated. The boy looked up at Wang Yanfei, his face breaking into a twisted grin despite his dire condition.

"Wang Qiu," Wang Yanfei crouched, grabbing a handful of his hair and forcing his face upward. "Did you ever think it would come to this?"

Wang Qiu smirked, his lips curling into a laugh. "Hahaha! A hunter's prey, in the end, always bites back. So what if you've won? You're nothing more than a rabid dog; they'll chew you up and spit you out!"

Wang Yanfei's expression remained cold and indifferent, his demeanor unshaken by Wang Qiu's taunts. His grip loosened slightly as though he found no point in further conversation. Yet his cold indifference was even more chilling than any words.

"Wait! Wait!" Wang Qiu's voice shifted, a glint of panic flashing in his eyes. "I can give you money! Wealth! Power! Let me go, and I'll give you the life you've only dreamed of!"

Wang Yanfei sneered, tightened his palm, and pushed Wang Qiu's head even lower, forcing his face almost into the mud. Wang Qiu's tone began to become sharp and ferocious, "Do you know who my father is?! If you kill me, don't forget that you still have a sister. No matter how strong you are, you can--"

"Bang!"

Before he could finish, Wang Yanfei's grip abruptly strengthened. With a sickening crunch, Wang Qiu's skull shattered in his palm, splattering blood and brain matter across the ground. The rain diluted the gruesome mixture, washing it into the mud.

Silence enveloped the surroundings, leaving only the steady sound of rain. Wang Yanfei released his grip, showing no sign of emotion as he stood. His gaze lifted toward the rain-blurred sky, taking a deep breath as a crimson countdown silently blinked:

"00:15:43."

The rain continued its relentless assault. Wang Yanfei sat on a fragment of a broken wall submerged in water, his arm hanging limp as blood mingled with rainwater and dripped into the filthy puddle at his feet. He closed his eyes, letting the surging power within him ripple through his body. The energy flowing through his muscles felt boundless, yet it brought no comfort.

The people he had just confronted lay defeated at his hands. Those who had chased him and teased him now fell into the puddle one by one, their heads like crushed fruits, the red and white things mixed with the rain, unable to be distinguished from each other.

"Sister..." Wang Yanfei murmured, covering his face with both hands. Guilt and regret consumed his chest. No matter what he did, he couldn't change the reality—Wang Xiaonan, the sister he had relied on, would inevitably face danger because of his actions.

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Applause was set in the dark. A man walked out, approached slowly, and said, "Wonderful, really wonderful."

Wang Yanfei's eyes turned cold in an instant, and the power in his body surged. He had no doubts. His figure disappeared like a ghost, and the next moment he appeared in front of the man, punching him hard, knocking him several meters away. The man hit a broken steel column and groaned, but he didn't fall down.

"What a powerful force..." He looked up, with a smile on his lips, but the smile soon disappeared, because Wang Yanfei had already stepped in front of him, grabbed his neck with one hand, and lifted him up.

"Who are you?" Wang Yanfei's voice was extremely cold, his five fingers gradually tightened, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.

"...Wait, wait!" The man panted and spoke, his voice became hurried, "I can help you! Make you disappear completely! It won't implicate your family!"

Wang Yanfei's hand was slightly loosened, but his eyes were full of curiosity. He knew that this sounded tempting, but there is no free lunch in the world.

"Go on," he said coldly.

"It's simple," he whispered, his voice now faintly heard in the rain, "You need 'death', and those who remain must also be 'safe'."

The man coughed and held Wang Yanfei's arm with his hand, as if trying to support himself, but more of a wish to relieve some of the pressure. He continued, "We will provide a set of corpses that are exactly the same as yours... After the DNA processing, it has reached the matching level, and even the fingerprints are the same. Then, those people will also be disguised as unharmed and return to the company."

"After returning, everything will be handled according to the company's rules. Those who report the case will report the case, and those who settle privately will settle the case. In the end, no one will continue to pursue your problems, let alone track your sister. In this way, your "death" will end, and the matter will be completely wiped out."

Wang Yanfei frowned slightly, he hugged the other party, and said in a low voice: "Why should I believe you?"

The man smiled bitterly, and his voice was a few decibels lower: "Because you have no choice. You have lost the ending and have become an illegal household. Tianhai Group cannot tolerate your existence. If you continue to exist, they will find your family sooner or later. It is better to cut off all possible dangers now than to wait for counterattacks."

"And me," he said, trying to destroy a more confident smile, "I am the one who can cut off the danger."

The raindrops hit his face, but failed to detect the confidence in his words that was hard to ignore.

Wang Yanfei grabbed him, and the force in his hand was not fully initialized, but he did not apply more pressure. He was silent for a moment, and glanced down at his hand, the bright red countdown was still lit.

"Why do you want to help me?" Wang Yanfei's voice was low, as if it could set off the bone marrow.

The man's eyes condensed, and he said slowly: "Because you are more useful to us alive. You will be more useful, but not now. Now, I need you to disappear, alive, and disappear cleanly."

Finally, he raised his hand, threw the man to the ground and said: "I promise you."

The man coughed twice while covering his neck, and looked up at Wang Yanfei with a little more awareness in his eyes. He slowly stood up and patted the mud on his body, but did not say anything, as if waiting for Wang Yanfei's next reaction.

At the same time, Wang Yanfei looked down at his palm, and the hot red light between his fingers gradually dissipated, and the power surging on the surface of his skin disappeared like a receding tide. His body seemed to be emptied, and the strong feeling in his whole body completely disappeared in that instant, becoming extremely weak.

The other party was very perceptive and seemed to sense the changes around Wang Yanfei, but did not show anything. He raised his lips slightly and said tentatively: "Are you ready? I will take care of everything next, you just need to "die" peacefully. "

Wang Yanfei did not respond, but nodded. He knew that the power he had just exerted made the other party afraid to use force, but now that he had lost his ability, he might not get help if he was exposed. The man began to lower his head and focus on the forgery.

The fossil body was carefully shoveled aside, and the initial materials taken out of the container from the cloak accurately restored Wang Yanfei's body shape and appearance, and even the shape, position and shape of the wound were meticulous. Those once arrogant tips were now peeled off, their real faces were covered, and immediately stacked aside. The man put these things away, and the action took away the suspicion. This is his daily work.

Wang Yanfei stood aside, watching all this, and never spoke. The rain flowed over his head, slid down his cheeks, and soaked his clothes.