The Unruly Immortals

"Huff... huff..." Li Huowang panted heavily, the white breath he exhaled fogging up the bulletproof glass before quickly disappearing, only to repeat the cycle.

The stagnant air in the underground tunnel made Li Huowang feel a bit irritable, especially after walking for so long and finding nothing. "That smell in the air is getting more pungent, Qing Wanglai, what was that benzene you mentioned earlier?"

Qing Wanglai didn't answer Li Huowang's question, holding his gun behind him with a stance that seemed to use Li Huowang as a shield.

"Shh... we're almost there..." Zhao Shuangdian whispered deliberately as she passed by Li Huowang.

Her fingers danced across the keyboard of the notebook like playing the piano, displaying content only she could understand.

Walking in the cold tunnel for about twenty more minutes, Zhao Shuangdian suddenly reached out and grabbed the crossbow from Zhao Lei, aiming into the darkness ahead.

With a whizzing sound, the familiar metallic tearing sound arose. Although no further noise followed, Li Huowang knew something had died in the darkness.

As they slowly approached, turning on the flashlight, a man with a crossbow bolt in his neck lay beside the tunnel, and next to him, a large iron door appeared abruptly on the rock wall.

It was clear that this man was a guard, but Zhao Shuangdian had taken him out in advance, preventing any warning.

"Shh..." Li Huowang moved ahead to the big iron door, reaching out to pull it open a crack.

The white light shooting from inside blinded Li Huowang, who was surrounded by darkness. After a moment of adjusting, he was stunned by the empty factory behind the door.

Beneath that barren desert was a factory, something he had never expected.

The inside was hollowed out, looking as large as half a football field, with various items scattered everywhere. The most numerous were bagged raw materials, some bottles and jars, and freezers.

More striking was a railway in the distance, with several mining cars parked on it, seemingly used for transporting goods.

What this factory produced, Li Huowang couldn't guess for the moment, but it seemed oddly familiar, as if he had seen such scenes on TV before.

Soon, Li Huowang realized this place was for drug production; all these were drug lords, no wonder the lookouts outside were equipped with anti-material rifles.

The factory had halted operations, and some masked black men were quickly loading items onto the mining carts while others with firearms nervously shouted at the side.

It was apparent that the earlier commotion had startled them.

After quickly estimating the number, Li Huowang was somewhat alarmed that this factory had at least one to two hundred people, far outnumbering them.

Others also peered through the door crack, seeing everything inside. Zhao Shuangdian immediately gave orders, "See the generator beside it? That's their power source. I'll count to 1, then shoot simultaneously."

Her voice was very calm, as if she was accustomed to everything happening behind the door, even if the opponents outnumbered them tenfold.

"What's the point of rushing in? To get ourselves killed? Didn't you see their armaments?" Li Huowang whispered, knowing they had no advantage in any aspect.

He initially thought Zhao Shuangdian had said they were resisting, assuming an equal match, but hadn't expected such a disparity in strength between their side and the opponent's.

Facing so many Fate Commanders, with just these few people, it was hopeless unless they went back and brought the Fate Commanders from the White Jade Capital for a joint action, which might give them a chance.

"Do you remember what I said before? Let me confirm again, Li Huowang, are you refusing my command?" A chilling murderous intent arose from behind.

Li Huowang seriously stared at Zhao Shuangdian, observing the subtle expressions on her face. She wasn't joking, she was telling the truth.

"Does she have something up her sleeve that she's not telling me?" This thought suddenly emerged in Li Huowang's mind. He could understand if she didn't care about her life, but she couldn't possibly not care about her own life.

Moreover, such an outrageous order, yet Qing Wanglai didn't oppose it at all.

"Fine, if you're not afraid to die, then I'm not afraid to bury." Li Huowang stepped aside after saying this, letting more gun barrels aim through the crack in the door.

"4, 3, 2, 1!" Intense gunfire erupted instantly, and as the white light behind the door dimmed quickly, Li Huowang kicked the iron door open and charged in.

In utter darkness, Li Huowang couldn't see who was who, and since their own people were behind, everything ahead were enemies.

Upon encountering anyone in the dark, Li Huowang only had one kind of action, decisively stabbing a knife into their hearts.

The gunfire suddenly rang from the left, bullets hitting Li Huowang's clothes painfully.

"Act now! Are you all just spectating?" Li Huowang roared, as gunfire became more intense, surrounding him on all sides, making him feel as if he were amidst a torrent of bullets.

At this moment, the darkness became Li Huowang's shield, diverting most bullets from hitting him directly.

While Li Huowang was on a killing spree, suddenly a sharp pain struck from his back, making him stagger and fall.

He struggled to stand up again, looking at the chaos in front, but the darkness protected both Li Huowang and his enemies, leaving him clueless about what hit him.

Reaching back with difficulty to feel his back, it seemed slightly caved in, as if struck by some blunt object, rendering his bulletproof vest useless in such a scenario.

Since he couldn't see anything, Li Huowang decided not to try. If he couldn't see the opponent, the opponent surely couldn't see him either.

He squatted down immediately, swinging his dual blades at the surrounding feet. Whenever an opponent screamed and fell, Li Huowang would strike directly towards the noise to silence them.

This tactic seemed effective, as that special blunt force attack did not reappear.

The fight in the pitch-blackness reached a fever pitch, with no one able to see each other, and no one knowing who they were killing.

While Li Huowang was fighting desperately, a sudden sound of glass shattering echoed, and within seconds, he felt his mind become blurred.

It wasn't just him; from the sounds of people falling nearby, others were also affected, though Li Huowang barely had a helmet protecting him, lasting a bit longer.

When he reached out and touched the shattered test tube, Li Huowang immediately realized it was the narcotic Qing Wanglai had placed inside.

To knock out more people, he had thrown it straight towards them without waiting for Li Huowang to move away.

"Damn it!" Li Huowang, struggling to maintain his last shred of consciousness, removed his helmet, raised his military knife, and thrust it into his own Pipa bone.