Igniting Bliwell Huabin Avenue

She was still in her white coat, her St. Anne's Hospital psychiatrist ID badge hanging on her chest. She sat in the driver's seat of the sports car, with Shen Shouli in the passenger seat.

They were right on Bliwell Huabin Avenue—dangerously close to the news center!

In the frame, Xu Lingqu raised a hand to her eye, rubbing it as if she were crying, while Shen Shouli made a contemptuous thumbs-down gesture.

"What are they doing..." Jia Xiangying's train of thought derailed instantly; everything before her felt utterly absurd.

"Shen Shouli's contempt for us is pretty obvious," Hei Yingzhi shot to his feet, both hands bracing the table, excitement simmering in his voice. "As for Xu Lingqu, she's mimicking your crying, miss."

That was how Jia Xiangying had wiped her tears during the qualifier she lost to Jia Xianglan.

This sly idea had come from Jin and Xu Xiqin.

"Honestly, if the commander could just speak, that alone would be enough provocation," Jin sighed from his spot in the bank. "But that broken skill of Shen Shouli's can't broadcast sound. And you two—why do you have to make such provoking gestures with completely blank faces?"

Jin wished he could do it himself!

Xu Xiqin, hiding in a small building next to the news center, watched the scene live: "They're doing great! Don't nitpick!"

Xu Lingqu kept her expression utterly blank, lowering her hand to grip the steering wheel.

The word-command ability couldn't be given time for Dolanston to mull over; otherwise, they might catch the contradictions within it.

So she decided to hit Dolanston with another shock to the system.

Even if she couldn't provoke Jia Xiangying, she could certainly provoke every member of Dolanston.

The Moye commander plus the S+-class solo soldier Shen Shouli, right there at Bliwell Huabin Avenue, practically next to their base—a two-for-one deal. Even if Dolanston knew it was a trap, bait, they couldn't resist.

And indeed, that was the case.

"They're definitely up to something, but this is our turf," Hei Yingzhi said, a flash of malice in his eyes.

Even Jiang You, who had initially questioned the authenticity of Xu Lingqu's word-command ability, spoke up: "Being provoked by Moye to this extent, I don't advise staying holed up here without acting."

People can change, but change never comes all at once; it's always gradual.

The essence of Dolanston's students couldn't transform instantly—not unless the Longyuan students somehow possessed them all at once.

They were still who they were; strip away the veneer, and they remained the same powder keg of Dolanston, ready to explode at the slightest spark.

Jia Xiangying, at this moment, turned out to be the calmest person at the table.

"What they're doing now is definitely to lure us into intercepting them, while they set up an ambush on the sidelines," Jia Xiangying frowned, listening to the feedback in her earpiece. "But most of Moye's people haven't moved?"

"They're outnumbered anyway. Xu Lingqu is trying to win with fewer against more—right here on this avenue, in our territory," Hei Yingzhi said grimly. "Whether the word-command is real or not, my vote is to turn their trick against them. Block them off on this road, kill her, and let her know what happens when you play with fire."

Jiang You also spoke: "She wants to spring an ambush, clearly not knowing what my ability is, or she wouldn't be so naive."

He could erect a massive energy barrier, sealing off the entire Bliwell Huabin Avenue from the surrounding buildings. Once activated, Xu Lingqu and Shen Shouli would be trapped on the road like turtles in a jar.

Jia Xiangying looked around the table—everyone's stance was clear.

To win, Dolanston could retreat and be cautious, but if they kept retreating and being cautious forever, Dolanston would cease to be Dolanston.

Whatever Xu Lingqu's goal, whether the word-command was real or fake, turning Bliwell Huabin Avenue into her grave would secure their victory without further evasion.

"Assemble everyone to intercept Shen Shouli and Xu Lingqu on Bliwell Huabin Avenue. Once enough are gathered, Jiang You, you activate the barrier. Ten minutes—even if you have to ram them directly with cars, I want Xu Lingqu dead here," Jia Xiangying ordered.

Night had fully fallen. The lights of Sin City's Bliwell Huabin Avenue flickered on, turning the road into a display stage. The deep-blue sports car carrying Xu Lingqu and Shen Shouli looked like a drop of water in the ocean, sleek and fluid.

Xu Lingqu glanced at the rearview mirror and immediately activated the sports car's driving system—Dolanston was coming.

"They really want you both dead here, at any cost. There are over twenty cars, not counting Hei Yingzhi's motorcycle. And they're closing in from both ends of the avenue, charging at you from two sides," Xu Xiqin's heart was racing. "Jiang You is about to activate the barrier, but don't worry—Liu Zheng, Wang Qihu, Guan Zhongli, and the others are already in position."

Her thieving skill had let her steal a few items from the news building, and after that, she managed to obtain Jiang You's and Jia Xiangying's ability information.

Hearing this, Xu Lingqu pushed the driving speed to the max. The Dolanston cars behind saw their move and, as if throwing caution to the wind, matched their speed.

Especially Hei Yingzhi—riding a black motorcycle, presumably boosted by his ability, he clung right behind Xu Lingqu and Shen Shouli's sports car. At this breakneck speed, he still dared to steer with one hand while drawing a gun with the other, firing at the sports car.

Guan Zhongli's protective shield, layered with the sports car's own defense, was more than enough to absorb those bullets. But several more Dolanston vehicles caught up, one of which mounted a machine gun. The sports car's shield couldn't withstand sustained machine-gun fire.

Xu Lingqu calmly spun the steering wheel with one hand, drifting through a turn, while raising a gun in the other to fire a shot at Hei Yingzhi's motorcycle—that satisfied the contact condition—and successfully issued her second diagnostic.

"Motorcycle, malfunction."

Hei Yingzhi's bike instantly fell into chaos. Fortunately, it was his ability, so it didn't send him flying off the curve. He quickly jumped off, hitting his head on the ground. When he scrambled up, blood was pouring down half his face. He flagged down one of the pursuing cars and climbed in.

This must have been another skill arranged by Xu Lingqu to target him. Hei Yingzhi sneered, ordering the driver to max out the speed. At that moment, his killing intent toward Xu Lingqu reached its peak.

Xu Lingqu in the sports car fell into a brief state of mental confusion. Shen Shouli immediately took over the driving system, and the car continued to race down Bliwell Huabin Avenue as planned.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiao, stationed at a gas station, activated her ability—tons of gasoline poured down from the sky, drenching the entire avenue.

Combined with Liu Zheng's incendiary bombs, they were about to ignite all of Bliwell Huabin Avenue!