Chapter 059: [Poison Resistance +1]

Buzz!
The air rippled violently.
A tremendous, overwhelming pressure suddenly descended, weighing down on everyone present.
The broad-shouldered, thick-waisted man’s attack was rendered useless; he collapsed, sprawled on the ground, unable to move.
The group behind him followed suit, falling with synchronized thuds, their faces flushed and filled with terror. They desperately tried to move, but their bodies refused to obey.
The wiry man’s aura, which he had unleashed, shattered like a bubble under sunlight in less than three seconds. He too crashed to the floor with a heavy thump, landing on all fours, his limbs rigid, his face awash with disbelief.
“A Grandmaster… Grandmaster’s pressure? How… how can this be!”
His voice trembled as he cried out in fear and desperation.
The two men in black suits behind him had already collapsed, immobilized. Hearing their superior’s shout, their faces twisted in horror.
“No… impossible!”
“How… how is this possible!”
“A Grandmaster martial artist? How… how could you be a Grandmaster?”
“No… no, it shouldn’t be like this!”
…
All jeering and mockery vanished from both sides. Instead, muffled screams and cries of terror filled the corridor.
No one could accept the fact that Tang Mubai was a Grandmaster-level martial artist.
Yet, the oppressive force pinning them down told them it was all true.
A Grandmaster martial artist had come to take something from them?
Not only did they try to block him, they even mocked and belittled him.
If they wanted to die, this was certainly the fastest way!
Especially the wiry man; he was filled with unwillingness and fear.
He had just broken through to the Master level, been promoted to department head, and hadn’t even tasted the privileges of power yet. Now, he was targeted and suppressed by a Grandmaster. He couldn’t accept dying like this!
“Spare… spare me!”
He forced the words out, his voice trembling, teeth clenched. “Spare me! I’m willing to offer a hundred million federation credits, as long as…”
Piu—
A soft gunshot rang out.
A bloody hole appeared between the wiry man’s brows.
His unfinished words would never be spoken. Blood gushed from his lifeless body.
[Detected loss of vitality. Would you like to recover it?]
“Yes!”
[Vitality +69]
“I told you, if you moved, you’d die.”
Tang Mubai glanced at the dead, wide-eyed man, raised his gun, and blew on the barrel.
“And as for the rest of you, you were laughing so happily just now—why not continue?”

“You… you…”
The broad-shouldered, thick-waisted man’s face twisted as he struggled to speak, trying to initiate beast transformation. “Even if… you kill us… you won’t…”
Piu—
Another soft shot.
A red hole appeared between his brows.
The beast transformation halted abruptly. His body collapsed into a pool of blood, gradually losing life.
[Detected loss of vitality. Would you like to recover it?]
“Yes!”
[Vitality +172]
“Even at this point, you’re still stubborn. You half-human, half-beast creatures are truly tenacious.”
Tang Mubai shook his head, raised his silenced pistol, and aimed at the others.
Piu. Piu. Piu.
A series of quiet gunshots echoed.
Everyone sprawled in the corridor—whether beastmen or humans—were shot in the head.
[Detected loss of vitality. Would you like to recover it?]
“Yes!”
[Vitality +55]
[Vitality +186]
[Vitality +71]
[Vitality +165]
[Vitality +173]
…
Everyone was dead. The recovered vitality was a tidy profit.
Only then did Tang Mubai put away his gun, moving to the end of the beastman group. He crouched beside an unremarkable young man, retrieving a bead from his neck.
That bead was the Bone Pearl!
Indeed, the broad-shouldered man was not the leader of these beastmen.
This unremarkable youth was!
Tang Mubai had already deduced this from his voice earlier.
Though the ordinary-looking man hadn’t spoken and remained at the back, Tang Mubai noticed that, when he released his aura, this man was a half-beat slower than the others to collapse.
Even after falling, he kept resisting; his face bulged, almost completing the beast transformation before Tang Mubai fired.
Unfortunately, Tang Mubai targeted him third, finishing him off with a single shot.
He used a gun this time specifically to create a false impression for the Red Lake Group.
He wanted it to appear as if the wiry man, the broad-shouldered man, and their group had been ambushed and killed by gunfire.
Whether or not this deception succeeded, Tang Mubai didn’t care.
As long as he caused even a little trouble for the Red Lake Group, it was worth it.
Now, with the Bone Pearl and another batch of recovered vitality, Tang Mubai was satisfied.

He promptly left, taking the elevator back to the sixth floor.
He found the security guard he’d left behind the stairwell door. While the guard was unconscious, Tang Mubai shot him between the eyes, recovering another 71 vitality.
He deliberately didn’t inform the guard that the wiry man and the others were upstairs.
If the guard sought death, Tang Mubai would not spare him. Originally, Tang Mubai hadn’t intended to kill the guard. But since he insisted on courting death, Tang Mubai sent him to meet his ancestors.
After eliminating the guard, Tang Mubai put away his gun, rode the elevator leisurely back to the lobby, and strolled toward the entrance.
No trace of killing intent or blood lingered on him.
As he brushed past people, no one noticed a thing.
He left the hotel without anyone realizing it.
He returned to the underground parking lot, drove his SUV away, and only then—distantly—heard the hotel erupt in cries and screams.
Tang Mubai simply whistled as he drove off.
On the way, he retraced his usual route, searching for any lost vitality to recover.
Finding none, he headed straight out of the city, circled a few slaughterhouses, and recovered another batch of vitality.
When the time seemed right, he returned to the city, going to Miracles Restaurant for lunch.
He still had his exclusive private room. After a short wait, several dishes arrived from the kitchen.
Tang Mubai sipped a drink and picked up his chopsticks.
But after only a few bites—
[Antitoxin +1]
[Antitoxin +3]
[Antitoxin +5]
…
A string of notifications flashed through his mind.
When they stopped, his Antitoxin stat had reached 48.
But what truly shocked and enraged Tang Mubai was the realization: the food was poisoned!
“Someone wants to poison me?”
His face darkened.
His stomach churned, and he opened his mouth, expelling a cloud of green gas.
They had tried to kill him with poison, but with his system, he resisted it, neutralized the toxin, and released it as harmless gas.
“Well, this is impressive—someone actually bribed the kitchen staff to kill me!”
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