Opening an office in Taila

Chapter 275 Carrying a knife but not an umbrella on a rainy night

In fact, Song Yufeng still wanted to spare the Deep Sea Church's life, but now it seems he no longer needs someone to restrain Deep Pool, because he has joined Deep Pool's ranks and will transform Deep Pool. So it seems that the Deep Sea Church's branch in Xiaoqiu County should also disappear into the annals of history.

Moreover, even a clay figure has some temper. For the Deep Sea Church to immediately accuse Song Yufeng of being a traitor and to imprison Lilina is far too abstract. Although they are all Sea Heirs, Lilina is at least a Sea Heir with higher awareness. Song Yufeng believes that Lilina can be reformed. If her current behavior of questioning God can influence more Sea Heirs in the future, it can fundamentally shake the foundation of the Deep Sea Church.

So the following evening, Song Yufeng submitted the location of the Deep Sea Church's headquarters to Shenchi.

And it happened to rain that night.

Deeppool immediately issued an action order, with Raphsini leading the team, assisted by Mandra, to go with Song Yufeng to destroy the Hill County branch of the Deep Sea Church.

So, nearly a hundred Deeppool soldiers, dressed in black and carrying knives but no umbrellas despite the rainy night, split up from the alley and gathered at the headquarters of the Deepsea Church.

Song Yufeng was already waiting outside the headquarters. The headquarters of the Deep Sea Church was now in a defensive state. He could clearly see several seemingly idle civilians wandering around the perimeter. In fact, their routes were traceable. Moreover, Song Yufeng could also sense the cold aura emanating from them.

The eyes and ears of the Deep Sea Church.

Song Yufeng decided to get rid of these guys first.

Song Yufeng looked at Margaret beside him. Since Song Yufeng wanted to give Margaret some practical experience, he used some tricks to contact their principal and easily got Margaret a leave slip.

"Margaret, go and take out these lookouts on the outer perimeter!"

“Huh? Me?” Margaret pointed to herself, somewhat surprised.

Song Yufeng nodded. Although he could stop time and take down these guys, Margaret clearly lacked that kind of combat experience.

"Don't be nervous. Think about what you learned at the police academy and how you now possess great strength. Be confident."

Margaret took a few deep breaths, then made up her mind, drew her dagger, and stealthily moved closer.

This girl is a graduate of the police academy, so she's very professional. Although she seemed a bit inexperienced, it's quite good that she could do this on her first mission. Moreover, Margaret is very meticulous, finding out the blind spots of each enemy and then taking them down one by one.

To be honest, if Margaret were to fight these guys head-on, she could probably kill them instantly. Of course, it's good practice for her.

After Margaret finished dealing with those guys, her face flushed, Song Yufeng came up to her and said, "Well done, but you're still too inexperienced. You'll get better with a few more tries."

"Um...I'm so nervous, phew..."

"Take a deep breath, it's normal to feel dizzy." Song Yufeng patted her back.

Just then, Song Yufeng saw a small unit gathering in the distance, which should be Shenchi's troops.

Lavshini stepped forward and said calmly, "My sister asked me to help you, but I think with your strength, you probably don't need our help, right?"

"We still need some. The Deep Sea Church might have some tricks up its sleeve. I feel more at ease knowing you're here; at least we won't run into trouble," Song Yufeng said with a smile.

Lavshini didn't reply, but looked up at the sky and said, "It's raining heavily."

Song Yufeng also stopped smiling and said, "Yes, this is just right to wash away tonight's blood."

Lavshini turned around and said, "Deep Pool, advance!"

Song Yufeng kicked open the base gate, and then the soldiers of Deep Pool rushed in. They encountered almost no real resistance and easily slaughtered the cultists on the first floor of the base. Many of these cultists were ordinary people who believed in the religion, and the further down they went, the closer they got to the core.

Song Yufeng looked at a woman at the end of the line, then put his arm around her and said, "Hey, isn't this Mandela? You've gotten so chubby in just a few days."

Mandela said with a frustrated expression, "Don't touch me, you scum."

"Hey! How dare you talk to your boss like that?!" Song Yufeng grabbed Mandela's face. Because Song Yufeng used force, and Mandela didn't dare to disobey Abrahana's orders, Mandela couldn't break free for a moment and could only let Song Yufeng pinch her face.

“Miss Mandela, behave yourself. I’m your boss now. As long as you behave, I won’t do anything to you. But if you make me unhappy…” Song Yufeng slowly moved his other hand down her face and grabbed her neck, saying, “My hand might go even lower.”

Mandela and Song Yufeng exchanged a glance. In that instant, she saw the intense murderous intent and the twisted look in Song Yufeng's eyes (the twisted look was an act). She was so intimidated that she couldn't utter a sound for a moment.

"Alright, I didn't mean anything by it. Just be a good boy and listen to me." Song Yufeng felt that Mandela was now one of his own, so a little discipline would suffice.

"You have a conflict with her?" Lavshini asked.

“There was a bit of that in the past, but now we’re practically family, so let’s leave it at that.” Song Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's hard to imagine that you would use such despicable means to make her submit."

"It's normal. Whether the methods are vulgar or not doesn't matter, as long as they work." This is the experience that Song Yufeng has summarized after spending a long time on the streets.

Lavshini looked at Song Yufeng with some curiosity. It was hard to imagine that the person who had grabbed Mandela and coldly gave the order to "kill" when they entered the first floor was a saint the night before and had indeed acted like a saint.

At this moment, Raphsini also personally experienced that a person's personality is complex. When facing enemies, Song Yufeng would strike hard, but when facing his own people, Song Yufeng would be like a saint.

"Gentlemen, according to my intelligence, this headquarters has three levels. The second level contains the enemy's core forces. Be careful. Alright, move out!"