Chapter 2408 The Witch Comes to the Big Iron Works!

The big iron city at this moment is completely different from what it was more than half a month ago.

After experiencing the "baptism" of the Wuyou Rebellion riots, most of the factories and mines were riddled with holes, covered with gunpowder smoke and dust, and the ruined walls and collapsed rubble were piled up indiscriminately, like high raised tombs. Bag.

Because most of the elderly, weak, women and children were evacuated under the arrangement of Long Yangjun and Li Jialing, the slums, which were full of vitality, became dead silent. Occasionally, some dull-looking residents poked their heads out of the ruins, but their eyes were not bright at all. I can't tell whether it is a human or a ghost, whether it is a human being or a ghost.

In order to resist the wrath of the cultivators, a large number of able-bodied workers volunteered to stay.

In order to resume production as soon as possible, the immortal cultivators didn't make it too difficult for these workers. In the ghostly ruins, the smelting furnace and assembly line started to "rumble" again.

The workers seemed to have vented their anger in a riot, and now they all turned into exhausted, lifeless fish, at the mercy of the immortal cultivators.

However, the cultivators are still strengthening their combat readiness in the big ironworks day by day.

Every day, truckloads of armies and battle golems are transported underground. Their armor and guns are engraved with the shiny Samsung Blitz emblem, and there are even raised skulls behind the Samsung Lightning as a background.

The three-star blitzkrieg emblem of the skeleton, which is the symbol of the elite of the Imperial Forest Army, was the symbol of the God of Death in the early days of the True Human Empire.

Even now, the Imperial Forest Army has weakened, but it is not comparable to the private soldiers put together by the Black Iron Group.

Not to mention that among the elite imperial forest army, there are some women who wear cloaks and hide in the shadows all the time.

It was as if black mist spewed out from their mouth, nose, eyes, ears, and pores all over their bodies, giving people the feeling of shuddering and freezing to the bone.

These women are the most frightening evil stars on the entire Tianji Star, the witch hunters of the Heavenly Demon Tribunal.

Every day, countless elite imperial guards and witch hunters bring a large number of ground-drilling chariots and magic weapons suitable for underground warfare to the big iron factory, and use the big iron factory as a transfer station. After a short rest, they will go deeper underground to see Those who came to cultivate immortals were indeed determined to win the mastermind of the Wuyou Sect riot, and they wanted to catch Li Yao and Long Yangjun at all costs.

The big iron factory has been completely turned into an arsenal and a big barracks, like a hedgehog covered in spikes, so naturally there is no need to worry about the rabble of the Wuyou Sect having trouble again.

But Li Minghui, the owner of the big iron factory and the president of the Black Iron Group, was not happy at all.

Although after escaping by chance, it was Li Minghui who personally went to his new godfather, the Li family elder, to ask for help, and asked the other party to send troops to help him suppress the Wuyou Sect riot and take back the big iron factory.

But the subsequent situation was far beyond his expectation and control. It continued to escalate at a rapid speed, and even the elite of the Imperial Forest Army and the Tribunal of the Demons, who are now hot on the surface, were involved. It is very likely that the revolutionaries will be involved Leader, Li Linghai, Empress of the Empire!

Li Minghui couldn't help crying secretly.

He knew that although he was a strong Nascent Soul, in the middle of the star sea where there were as many Nascent Souls as dogs, in the high-level struggles where giants of at least the Transformation God level were fighting and devouring each other, the low-level Nascent Soul was really too small. No matter how small the chess piece is, anyone who moves his little finger can crush him to death.

Let’s just say that now, the operation of the big iron factory is completely out of his track, and it’s a bit like being “expropriated” by the reformers. Instead of getting any benefits, he has to spend his life savings to serve all kinds of people who he can’t afford to provoke. The god-turning old monsters, as well as the arrogant soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army and the Heavenly Demon Tribunal, have to work hard to find ways to maintain the production of the big iron factory, and work overtime to refine the magic weapon components that the "superior" urgently needs. The daily cost is astronomical. , It is almost every day in his heart, cutting his flesh alive!

It is easy to ask God to send God away, but Li Minghui now knows the meaning of this sentence.

But what can he do?

Today's imperial capital is not the imperial capital of a year or half a year ago. Even the prime minister of the empire and His Majesty the emperor can be killed without knowing it. In the face of the ever-changing tide of the times, Li Minghui is nothing, and if he still has his head on his shoulders, the ancestral grave is smoking.

Let's just say that right now, the woman who is sitting in his office, behind his desk, on his office chair, who doesn't even look at him halfway, is an existence that he can't afford to provoke.

Li Minghui hunched his waist like a frozen lobster, his forehead and back were covered with cold sweat, and there was a smile uglier than crying on his face, and he didn't dare to breathe.

It's not just because the opponent's cultivation base is a whole realm higher than his, but because he is a senior Huashen with a reputation for viciousness.

What's more, because the other party is the core figure of the reform faction, the right-hand man of Her Highness the Empress, the master of the Heavenly Demon Tribunal, and the leader of all the witch hunters, Yue Wushuang!

With the downfall of the prime minister of the empire, Dongfang Wang, the Demon Hunters Association fell apart, and its leader, Dongfang Mingyue, was nowhere to be found. Right now, only the Omen Tribunal, a secret service organization, dominates the empire.

In the battle where the reformists expelled the four major elector families, the Tribunal of the Demon Tribunal also made great contributions. Even several elders of the empire disappeared silently after being invited to the Tribunal of the Demon Tribunal as guests. None left.

With the reformists completely occupying the Extreme Heaven Realm and the Tianji Star, the current Heavenly Demon Tribunal has become a daunting existence that all immortal cultivators in the imperial capital have heard about.

The hostess of the Demon Tribunal was sitting on her office chair drinking tea, and Li Minghui was able to keep his legs from shaking. He was already considered a tough guy with strong bones.

Of course, the more important reason is that "Moon Demon" Yue Wushuang didn't pay attention to him at all, and he didn't even look at him once after being underground for so long, completely treating him as an insignificant, begging dog.

Even now, Yue Wushuang is still engrossed in staring at the three-dimensional battle video floating on the desk.

The video recorded half a month ago, when the Worry-free Sect rioted, the whole big iron factory was full of smoky and chaotic battle scenes.

Although he has seen it at least three hundred times, Yue Wushuang still wants to bury his face in the three-dimensional light curtain as if he saw it for the first time.

Especially when Li Yao, Long Yangjun, and Li Jialing appeared on the screen, she even had to pause the video and observe carefully from every angle, as if to examine every mottled and blurred detail. In it, one can see the blossoming flowers.

After watching the battle video from beginning to end, Yue Wushuang pulled his cold eyes away from the three-dimensional light curtain, but covered his expression with a cloak, without even looking at Li Minghui, he said calmly: "Elder Li Instructor He Song, led by your people to hunt down, is there any latest news?"

Elder Li is "Moyuan" Li Jianyi.

Instructor Song is "Broken Star Sword" Song Zhenzhen.

The two were originally the top powerhouses of the four major elector families, but they were subdued by the Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi in the Battle of the Underground Palace, and they turned to the reformist camp.

This time, they went deep underground to suppress the Wuyou Sect riot, and hunted down Li Yao, Li Jialing and the three avatars of "Dongfang Mingyue", namely Yue Wushuang, Li Jianyi and Song Zhenzhen.

After the three of them teamed up to wound Dongfang Mingyue Long Yangjun, Li Jianyi and Song Zhenzhen led their elite troops and chased them all the way.

Yue Wushuang had other important tasks, so he stayed in the big iron factory to take command.

Hearing her voice, Li Minghui shivered coldly in his heart, and panted, "Huiyue President said, not yet, the underground world is intricate, with many gaps and forks, and various rock formations of different natures hinder Inspired by the search spirit, the opponent casually drills into the corners, and it will be difficult to find out. Also, if the opponent simply died deep in the ground, then it is even more like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the corpse.

"I, although my people have been in the ground for decades, they are not natives here. Usually, the scope of action is rarely too far away from the big iron factory, so, so..."

"Um?"

Yue Wushuang snorted coldly and said, "Since there is no news, why are you here?"

With a cold snort, Li Minghui's three souls and seven souls almost flew away. He stood for a long time with a pale face, lowered his head even more, and said respectfully: "I... this subordinate wants to ask Judge Yue, who are locked in prison? How should the leader of the Wuyou Sect deal with him?

"They seem to have been seriously injured in the interrogation a few days ago. Several of them burned their brains. Two more died this morning. The subordinates don't know whether to keep these people. They are willing to help them treat and leave them a dog. Fate, and I'm afraid Judge Yue will make other arrangements, this..."

"It's a trivial matter, you can figure it out."

Yue Wushuang said, "Worriless Cult is just a small fish, the important thing is the fish breeders behind the small fish, their brains have all been hollowed out, they are of no use value in the first place, you can deal with them however you want.

"Wait, how is your refining progress now? It seems to be 15% behind the expected target, right?"

"Yeah, it's . . . 15.5 percent behind."

Li Minghui said with a bitter face, "Director Yue Mingjian, a riot broke out just half a month ago. Several supporting factories were almost razed to the ground, and most of the workers were lost. It is a miracle that production can resume so quickly. This is a great miracle, and the subordinates have really tried their best."

"I don't know production, this is your business, I don't care what method you use, even if you put yourself in the refining furnace, you must catch up with the plan within the next month, otherwise, I will personally put you Fill it in."

Yue Wushuang said expressionlessly, "The leaders of the Wuyou Cult, including Xu Zhicheng, should be dragged out in the afternoon in front of all the workers, and they will be sentenced to death.

"Then, you tell the workers, if the goal can be fulfilled within a month, I will forgive all their sins, including their family members; if not, Xu Zhicheng's appearance today will be the appearance of them tomorrow.

"Let them cherish the hard-won job opportunities now, and don't force me to kill. One day, the big iron factory will not even leave a living ant!"