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The Villain Slaps The Protagonist’s Halo - Chapter 124

Chapter 124: Hunting the World


Nie Jia busied himself with filling his stomach, and the restaurant gradually resumed its bustling atmosphere. The prisoners cautiously peeked at Nie Jia's figure, whispering amongst themselves.


Several prisoners closer to Nie Jia crowded together with their trays, keeping their distance from him.


Nie Jia seemed completely oblivious to the unusual atmosphere in the restaurant, enjoying his meal.


As he tossed the last bone into his plate, suddenly a bowl of millet porridge grazed past his ear and landed with a clang on the head of a man sitting opposite him.


Nie Jia turned his head, but everyone behind him was engrossed in their meals, unaware of who had thrown the porridge.


Dodging the bowl of porridge, Nie Jia remained untouched. The man who was hit became furious, abruptly stood up, his face contorted with anger as he approached Nie Jia, grabbing his collar and lifting him from his seat.


"Do you think this is the outside world? Causing trouble here, I'll slaughter you!" The man wore a deep gray prison uniform, towering in height with bulging muscles, resembling a small mountain. He roared at Nie Jia, his expression fierce as if he could swallow Nie Jia alive.


The surrounding prisoners stopped eating, gathering around the two and rallying behind the burly prisoner.


After all, Nie Jia was known for his heinous acts of racial slaughter. Even if they couldn't kill him, witnessing him being beaten would be a satisfying scene. The prisoners roared excitedly, "Kai Ge, he's helpless now, like a weak chicken. Twist his head off!"


"Kill him!"


"Kill him!"


Nie Jia scanned the surroundings; the prison guards showed no intention of intervening.


"Lick clean the porridge on Grandpa's body, then kneel down and kowtow three times, and I'll let you off," Fu Kai smirked maliciously, raising his chin arrogantly as he looked at Nie Jia.


"Let go," Nie Jia spoke indifferently, his tone already displeased.


"I didn't notice before, but you look quite good. Your eyes are really beautiful." Fu Kai's smile suddenly changed, pulling Nie Jia forward and reaching out to touch his face.


"You didn't notice before because people like you never had the chance to notice what I look like." Nie Jia's pupils dilated suddenly, his aura becoming heavy. He grabbed Fu Kai's wrist, producing a crisp sound, followed by Fu Kai's terrified and agonized scream.


In that instant, Fu Kai immediately knelt, his severed hand still clutched by Nie Jia. The sight silenced the surrounding prisoners, who retreated in fear.


The prison guards aimed their guns at Nie Jia, shouting loudly, "Nie Jia! Release him immediately and kneel down!"


Fu Kai, sweating profusely from the pain, knelt in front of Nie Jia, begging him to let go. Ignoring the guards completely, Nie Jia sneered and gestured with his eyes, "Lick it clean."


His shoes were smeared with the millet porridge Fu Kai had touched. Fu Kai, almost losing his senses from the pain, immediately knelt down and licked Nie Jia's shoes clean.


Then Nie Jia said coldly, "Kowtow."


Fu Kai, tears streaming down his face, kowtowed earnestly.


Only then did Nie Jia release his grip.


Fu Kai immediately wanted to flee, but Nie Jia turned around and grabbed the table, lifting the heavy six-person table and smashing it forcefully onto Fu Kai. With a loud bang, the impact was earth-shattering. Fu Kai spat out blood and fainted on the spot, as if the table had also crashed down on the onlookers, causing everyone present to shiver uncontrollably for a moment.


"Everyone, back to your own cells!" The prison guards, infuriated, fired a shot and began to evacuate the restaurant.


Nie Jia, however, calmly adjusted his cuff, "Stop. Whoever threw that bowl of porridge, step forward."


His tone was light, but it sent chills down everyone's spine for no apparent reason.


The prisoners huddled together quietly, exchanging uneasy glances.


There were certainly surveillance cameras in the restaurant, but presumably, no one was willing to help Nie Jia out. However, human nature was more effective at this moment than surveillance.


"Whoever threw it, otherwise, I'll consider all of you as accomplices." Nie Jia took a step forward, stepping on the blood sprayed by Fu Kai, leaving a bloody footprint on the ground.


At first, these words didn't seem too significant, but coming from Nie Jia's mouth, they only invoked fear.


The prisoners trembled as they stared at the bloody footprint on the ground, and soon, a man in his thirties was pushed forward.


"He did it, it was him!"


Nie Jia let out a lazy sound, raising an eyebrow, "Do you want to die?"


The man turned pale, sweat dripping down his forehead, clearly nervous, but his eyes still filled with hatred as he clenched his teeth, "I'm not afraid to die, because you killed my entire family. What I fear the most is not being able to avenge them in this lifetime!"


Nie Jia raised his hand, causing the man to shrink his neck and close his eyes, too terrified to even breathe.


"I don't care why you did it!" Nie Jia slapped the man, catching him off guard.


The man's cheek immediately swelled up, and he sat on the ground, covering his face, looking at Nie Jia in terror.


Nie Jia looked around and said indifferently, "No matter how much you hate me, if you can't guarantee to kill me immediately, don't come here to cause trouble for me, or else for every trouble, I'll slaughter one person!"


His words resonated with everyone, and finally, he turned to look at the man, "You too, don't let this happen again. Let go of your desire for revenge. If you provoke me again, I'll send you to reunite with your family."


With that, under the trembling gazes of the crowd, he turned around and returned to his cell.


"I need a new pair of shoes." Nie Jia walked to the door of his cell, kicked off his shoes with his left foot, and walked in barefoot, his back looking very irritable.


The recent commotion had left the prison guards uneasy. Nie Jia's lack of ability to control, coupled with his intimidating presence, made everyone fear him. Luckily, he hadn't made any further attempts so far, and the guards dared not provoke him again. They locked the door and went to get him new shoes.


Due to Nie Jia's brutal actions in the restaurant, almost killing the head of the cell, Nie Jia spent the next few days quite comfortably. No one dared to provoke him during meals or walks, and they didn't dare to gossip behind his back. Wherever he went, people immediately kept their distance.


After a few peaceful days, Nie Jia felt a bit bored.


The weather was getting cooler day by day. The afternoon playground was where prisoners liked to bask in the sun the most. Every day during exercise time, it was crowded with prisoners gathering to soak up the sun and chat. But on this day, as soon as Nie Jia entered the playground, the prisoners scattered like startled cats.


Nie Jia peeled a piece of candy given by the cafeteria lady and put it in his mouth, leaning against the basketball hoop with his eyes closed, enjoying the sunlight. Not far behind him, three armed guards remained vigilant.


Other prisoners huddled by the wall, cooling themselves with the cold breeze.


Exercise time passed, and Nie Jia fell asleep. The guards didn't dare to wake him.


Nie Jia slept uncomfortably and had a hazy dream of Shi Chen leading a horse to pick him up, with a dazzling light at the end of the darkness.


"How long have I been in here?" Nie Jia came to sunbathe again the next day, feeling a bit impatient.


"It's been eight days today," KK said.


This time frame exceeded Nie Jia's expectations. The Huaxia government had been wanting to recruit Nie Jia, but now that they had captured him, there was no movement. It was wearing Nie Jia's patience thin. He, as a valuable fifth-tier ability user, would not be executed by the government, nor would he be imprisoned for life.


Most importantly, Nie Jia longed for Shen Su.


Hugging his knees, he looked somewhat melancholic, his eyes quietly reddened.


How much longer did he have to wait here?


"Nie Jia, do you remember this person from Shaoyang?" Suddenly, a voice fell by Nie Jia's ear, and he lifted his head to see several men standing against the light.


Nie Jia responded wearily, "Don't know."


"He's my brother," the owner of the voice squatted down, smiling at Nie Jia. "Three years ago, you killed him."


The air turned icy cold, massive ice blades looming over Nie Jia's head. With the man's hand pressing down, countless ice blades shot out, nearly piercing through half of the playground, leaving behind a thick layer of ice crumbs.


But Nie Jia was nowhere to be seen, perhaps already torn into pieces.


"You're asking for death!" With this thought, Nie Jia's voice full of killing intent echoed.


In the Huaxia National Assembly Hall, Shen Su sat in military uniform at the table, his face somewhat grim. Surrounding him were leaders from various regions and military departments. The outcome of today's meeting might change the entire country and had to be handled with care.


Everyone present looked extremely serious, except for a young general on the right who was dozing off in his chair. His long legs crossed and propped up on the table, his military hat covering his face, only revealing his jade-colored nose and crimson yet firm lips.


If not for the military uniform, his demonic and wicked aura would have made him look like a cult leader.


"Director... Director, uh, Director!!" The colonel across, his hair tied in a ponytail, coughed heavily twice, finally waking up his superior.


Shen Su, with his dark eyebrows twisted, woke up, his military hat falling into his arms, revealing his lazy yet exceptionally handsome face. He yawned, still half asleep, lazily saying, "Speak, I'm listening."


With that, he slammed the military hat back on his face, blocking the light and continued sleeping.


He Qingtang felt a bit embarrassed, grinning as he explained, "Sorry, Director, Colonel Shi just returned from the Oasis and hasn't closed his eyes for nearly three days. Please forgive him for being disturbed."


Shen Su showed no concern, "It's alright. General Shi has been busy single-handedly handling the negotiations at the Oasis. If today's meeting wasn't important, I wouldn't have disturbed the general's rest."


The leaders from various regions nodded. After all, the Oasis was such a place, and for so long, only Major General Shi could safely come and go.


"Nie Jia has been detained in the reformation camp for nearly ten days. Why hasn't there been an interrogation yet?" Someone cut to the chase.


Shen Su clasped his hands on the table, his expression heavy. "My suggestion for dealing with Nie Jia is... execution."


"Nie Jia can't die!"


"He killed Kong Fei." Shen Su lifted his head, his eyes already crimson at the mention of Kong Fei's name. "How many people have we lost on Nie Jia over the years? He's simply an uncontrollable thug, with no family, no weaknesses. Now that we have him subdued, it's an excellent opportunity. If we don't kill him, imagine how many innocent lives he will take in the future."


"It's precisely because Kong Fei sacrificed himself that Nie Jia must not die." He Qingtang, representing Shen Su, spoke up. "News of Kong Fei's death hasn't been made public yet. If the United States and the Oasis find out Kong Fei is gone, what consequences do you think there will be, Captain Shen?"


"But how to subdue Nie Jia and make him work for the government is also a problem." Someone interjected.


Shen Su's attitude was firm, "The Asakawa Airport was completely destroyed, all by Nie Jia alone. I speculate he may have advanced."


Nie Jia was now a fifth-tier ability user, advancing?


There was a moment of silence in the meeting hall, followed by an explosion.


Sixth-tier, this was a height never reached by anyone... Even the first generation of ability users in history only reached the fifth tier until their natural deaths!

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