Chapter 187: Chapter 187

Just when Roly Poly was about to send his heartfelt message to Princess Qian, he realized that she had deleted him from her friend list.

Roly Poly simply fell to the ground with a loud thud. His eyes drifted towards the window and he stared at the oncoming traffic in despair, “Princess Qian, why do you have to be so cruel? How can you be so heartless? How can you do this to me?”

Fish Ball had also typed out his confession and instantly sent it to Princess Qian, “Xiao Yu, I knew that you have always loved me.”

“Are you stupid? Don’t you understand that this account was created just to trick Matcha? Don’t ever send a text message to me in the future.”

Xiao Yu immediately blacklisted Fish Ball and Roly Poly’s contact on WeChat. Her lips quivered with anger when she saw Matcha’s comment on her post.

“Are all these cats crazy?”

“There’s no chance that you will not fall for this trick! I will make you bankrupt!”

…

Nothing out of the ordinary happened in the subsequent days. Business was booming as usual and Zhao Yao was relaxing at his corner. However, these all changed one afternoon.

Unbeknown to all, a clandestine mission with far-reaching implications had been carefully planned out. The target was Zhao Yao’s café. This mission was going to affect the entire city and even the country.

Sun Meng stood on the top floor of the shopping mall and peered out of the window. With the café in sight, she whispered into the microphone, “I’m in position.”

“That’s good.” A calm and composed male voice rang from the headset. Sun Meng knew that this voice came from the body that her partner had newly possessed with his parasitical abilities.

This ability belonged to the person who referred to himself as the God of Death. This power was capable of taking control over someone else’s body like a parasite, but Sun Meng herself was not too clear on the specifics. She even suspected that the body which God of Death claimed to his true body was just another one of his parasites.

If Sun Meng had such a power, she would never reveal her true identity.

God of Death’s ability might not be as powerful during a face-to-face physical combat. However, if wielded correctly and efficiently, the potential devastation that it could cause was unimaginable.

Simply said, God of Death could implant part of his consciousness into his opponent through a special process.

From them on, his opponents would listen to every single thing that God of Death’s consciousness had whispered into their heads even though they still retained their original intelligence, strength, and memory. This communication through their consciousness was also not limited by the physical distance between them.

However, this power had its weaknesses as well. Firstly, God of Death was unable to possess an apostle’s body using his parasitical power. Secondly, the process to possess an individual was overly complicated. Furthermore, the target of this attack would be able to detect it, making it extremely susceptible to getting exposed. If he was unable to do it on the sly, God of Death would have to overcome his target physically before using his power.

Even with its numerous shortcomings, this power was still extremely strong. Since joining forces with him, Sun Meng had witnessed multiple individuals that God of Death had managed to possess.

His targets ranged from regular white-collared executives to blue-collared workers. It also included doctors, bosses of small-medium enterprises and even government officials.

With this ability, he had accumulated masses of wealth, power and intel. This had made things extremely convenient for their current mission.

This time around, God of Death had set his sight on Old Man Zhuang. This was why he collaborated with Sun Meng and two other powerful apostles for this mission.

As long as they were able to restrain Old Man Zhuang’s body and cast his parasitical power on him, God of Death’s group would achieve a breakthrough in his ultimate goal.

After Sun Meng’s report, a man’s voice rang in the headset as well.

“I’m also in position.”

In Sun Meng’s head, a simple and honest looking guy appeared when she heard that voice. This voice belonged to the apostle, Nessie.

Sun Meng could not help but sigh when she recalled his abilities, “Another dangerous apostle.”

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Nessie’s supercat gave him the power to turn his body into liquid. This rendered the majority of all physical attacks irrelevant. By liquefying his body, he had managed to infiltrate secret bases with the tightest security.

His power was unparalleled in terms of face-to-face combat, assassination, kidnap and infiltration.

This was followed by a strange female voice which rang in the headset, “I’m also ready.”

In Sun Meng’s head, a vision of a blonde-haired lady flashed across her head. She was known as Barbie and was a foreign apostle.

In Sun Meng’s eyes, Barbie’s power was even stranger. Till now, she still could not understand the logic behind Barbie’s ability.

She had witnessed Barbie committing suicide, or getting killed by an enemy on multiple occasions. However, her body would disappear and she would appear out of nowhere unscathed.

No matter what, Sun Meng understood that their team of four wielded powers which were without equal. With their combined powers, she believed that they could even take down the army if needed.

God of Death’s eyes remained fixed on the café. He was just waiting for Old Man Zhuang’s arrival.

“Nessie’s face-to-face combat is near invincible. Guns, fists and kicks are futile against him.”

“Sun Meng could subdue the majority of his defense in an instant. Furthermore, she could wipe out their memories. By getting rid of their memories for the past half an hour, they would never notice the changes in Old Man Zhuang’s body.”

“Barbie’s immortality is our best defense. I can always use her to help us delay for some time if anything unexpected crops up.”

“Our combined powers are …. As long as I have Old Man Zhuang under my calling, I will be able to slowly corrode the minds of all influential figures in Jiangmen city. Then, I’ll be the underground king of Jiangmen.”

Two hours later, a black sedan crept up and parked alongside the café. Immediately, God of Death and his team stared at the sight expectantly, getting ready for his appearance.

However, their brows all rose when they saw the person exiting from the car.

“Isn’t’ that the guard called Ah Wei?”

“How about Old Man Zhuang? Why didn’t he come today?”

…

Inside the café, Elizabeth grabbed Mango by his neck and carried him to Zhao Yao.

Mango simply lay on the floor and pretended dead. He refused to move even after Elizabeth repeatedly kicked against his belly.

Elizabeth shouted furiously, “Zhao Yao, look at Mango!” Elizabeth’s finger was pointed at Mango’s butt, “His entire butt is smeared in shit and he does not even bother to lick it clean. He even smeared his shit all over the toilet and the entire place is so filthy and smelly because of him! How do you expect me to go to the toilet now? It’s time for you to control this guy!”

Zhao Yao glanced at Mango’s butt and replied helplessly, “Are you having diarrhea again? You really should clean your ass after finishing your business.”

Mango secretly stole a glance at Zhao Yao before resuming his pretense at acting dead.

Elizabeth complained, “Zhao Yao, can you go and clean up the mess in the toilet? I don’t want to touch any of those things with my long fur.”

Meanwhile, Matcha which was eavesdropping on their conversation chuckled and commented, “Meowhaha, long-furred shit monster! Do you need my help to rip off the fur on your butt?”

Elizabeth growled at Matcha and unleashed the most murderous look that she could muster. With all four of her canines emerging from the side of her lips, she instantly pounced onto Matcha and both of them started running around the café.

At this moment, Ah Wei entered the café and was taken aback by this unusual scene. He then walked towards Zhao Yao and said, “For safety considerations, Old Man Zhuang will not be coming over to your café. However, he desperately requires your treatment for his illness. We really hope that you could come over and continue with the treatment …”

“I’m not going,” Zhao Yao immediately shot down Ah Wei’s suggestion.

Ah Wei momentarily froze because he never expected someone to reject this suggestion without hesitation.