You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 86: Eliminating Evil (I)

Mr. Tang has worked at the Canjin Chamber of Commerce for more than ten years, and now he is dying.

It’s just because the big clients at headquarters want to see silver win.

I wonder what price this big client paid. I think it was worth more than the ten years of hard work and the bad things he did for the Chamber of Commerce.

It's just a pity,
Seeing that the money from Nuohan Bio was about to arrive;

It seemed that he would be able to find that shy girl again.

After his death, clients said that it was just a surprise in a hunting operation, and the Silver Society attacked and killed the Grand Deacon of the Canjin Chamber of Commerce.

People may talk about the upset, but not many people will remember him.

For the Chamber of Commerce, it was simply a successful business activity, essentially no different from ordinary "urban hunting" in that it also brought profits to the Chamber of Commerce.

The most ecstatic ones are probably the group of people who hid themselves in the Silver Society, right?
In their eyes, they, the culprit who always edits the fate of others, also have their fate edited by the headquarters.

You deserve what you get, it’s karma.

His eyes gradually lost focus, and his vitality was fading. But he still had a persistent desire in his heart, but this obsession would be buried underground along with his sins.

Long-term pain and endless despair are the best medicine to prompt people to awaken.

The person I fell in love with when I was 23 also loved me.

But because of Chanjin, he could never participate in her life.

If more than ten years of forbearance can be considered painful, then the power awakening in his chest at this moment is not surprising.

But, is it too late to wake up now?

He saw the supervisor's boots stepping up to him.

The latter pulled out a handkerchief from his chest and gently shook it off. A slender Western sword was pulled out from the handkerchief.

He gestured, aiming at the back of Mr. Tang's head.

"This hunting operation will end with the Silver Guild's top brass beheading the Grand Deacon of the Canjin Merchant Guild in Star City, killing both sides. The Silver Guild's lower-level members will ally with official forces to suppress the Star City branch.
"Canjin will always remember your contribution. You are a well-deserved outstanding employee!"

After saying that, the rapier pierced into the back of Mr. Tang's head and stirred it a few times.

When Mr. Tang's pupils gradually dilated, the supervisor repeated the previous operation and killed Wei San, Zhao Changhe and Wang Hao.

"Burn them with fire, and watch them burn to ashes before your eyes."

The supervisor gave instructions to the branch's security personnel, who nodded repeatedly.

After saying that, the supervisor gave some instructions about the finishing work of the hunting activity, and then left with He Ku.

The security personnel entered the room and gathered up the female colleague who was shot to pieces, Mr. Tang who was killed by a stab wound, Wei San, Zhao Changhe, and Wang Hao.

The old security guard was smoking a cigarette nearby, while the newcomer was picking up the broken limbs and flesh on the ground.

The bodies were quickly packed and loaded onto the transport vehicle.

The cremation took place in a funeral home in the suburbs, and all the bodies had to go through the crematorium to prevent them from being resurrected.

Due to work needs, this funeral home was also opened by the Canjin Chamber of Commerce, of course, it was registered under the name of another company. If you think about it carefully, this can also be regarded as a link in the Canjin Chamber of Commerce's industrial chain.

Ordinary gasoline or wood burning does not generate enough heat to burn the body to ashes.

Even in the crematorium, there are still a lot of large bones left after the crematorium is finished. The bones usually handed over to the family are selected by the funeral home staff for easy boxing.

If the customer buys a bigger box, the deceased will be more complete.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the crematorium was not cleaned properly and the ashes of the previous body were mixed in during collection.

It is true that the quantity is increased without increasing the price.

But the bodies of the people did not have the chance to be put into the crematorium. While the car was still on the road, the security guard in the passenger seat deliberately chose a flat road and shot the guy in the driver's seat.

The driver, with his wild imagination, tilted his body, turned the steering wheel, and dove into the grass in order to see the car.

The security guard in the passenger seat reached out a hand to steady the steering wheel, shifted gears, pulled the handbrake, and stopped the car.

The security guard on the co-pilot seat took off the excess flesh on his body, revealing Li Youfu's face.

He took out a cell phone, cleared his throat, and dialed a number.

"Hello, is this the warden? I've got the person."

It seemed like something was speeding over there, and I could hear the whirring sound of the wind through the phone.

"Are they okay?"

Li Youfu looked back at the body bags behind him, but it didn't look like anyone could crawl out of them.

He scratched his head:
"not too good."

"How to say?"

"Except for the little girl who was taken away, everyone else is dead."

Chi Ping was silent for a while. He had thought about taking people to deal with Mr. Tang, and letting Wei San and others hold off the hunting team first.

But this could be even worse.

"I'll give you a location, and you send the two bodies there."

The location Chi Ping mentioned was near a base on Wu Qian's side.

"Okay, but it's not two bodies, it's three and a half."

"Three and a half?"

"One of the bodies belonged to the boss of Canjin (Xingcheng), whose surname seemed to be Tang. The other half was a woman, also from Canjin. Some of the contents in her chest spilled when she was cleaning it up."

"Send them all over."

"Warden, who should I hand over that man to?"

"You'll know who to give it to when you see them."

After saying that, Chi Ping hung up the phone.

Li Youfu kicked the corpse off the driver's seat, moved to the driver's seat himself, and drove the car to the designated location.

When Li Youfu met the contact person, he understood why the warden said that.

That person looks exactly like Wang Hao!
It really gave Li Youfu a little shock.

On the other side, six people were squeezed into a business car, which was the hunting team's original car.

Mang and Chi Ping, dressed as an executioner, were sitting in the car.

Kano was driving the car, Qingping, Baiti and Cangran were sitting in the back, huddled together beside the executioner.

The pressure was so strong that they could even hear their own heartbeats.

The one in the best situation was Kano who was driving.

The miscellaneous soldiers of the hunting team sat in the two cars at the back, and were suppressed by Gonggong and Huoba respectively.

Soon, they parked the car on the side of the road.

Cang Ran held the tortoise shell in one hand and the ancient coins in the other. His forehead was covered in sweat and he felt a little uneasy.

"Is it accurate?" the executioner asked him.

"Don't worry, I've divined several times, and they will definitely pass this way."

They refer to the supervisor and He Ku.

After finishing the job at the Spark Building, Chi Ping asked Cang Ran to calculate the fate of Wei San and the others, and the result showed "very bad".

After confirming the situation over there with Li Youfu, he asked Cangran to divine the route the other party would take to leave Star City.

This divination is rather troublesome, because Cangran can basically only predict good or bad luck, yes or no.

So Cangran had to test every way out and finally got the answer.

The group rushed here in a hurry and didn't even have time to send these guys to jail.

During the time of waiting for the supervisor, Cang Ran was the one who suffered the most.

If the supervisor doesn't come, he will have to bear the executioner's wrath.

This hunting activity is really weird.

Who is a serious S-level person participating in this? Aren’t you just idle?

Time passed little by little, and Cangran's heart was beating fast.

Every time the executioner's eyes swept over him, he would pick up the ancient coin and flip it again. Every time it landed on heads, he would do this to prove to the executioner that he had made no mistake.

His nervousness quickly infected the other three people, who were also nervous, but they kept it to themselves. Finally, two lights could be seen at the end of the road, flashing in the distance.

Cangran tossed the ancient coin again.

"It's him! It's him!"

The old man was very excited and squeezed the ancient coin tightly, leaving marks on his hands.

The leaders of the other three hunting teams were also excited. Is it finally coming?

Chi Ping turned on the intercom and said calmly:
"It's him, let him come down."

After saying that, a tall figure shot out like a rocket from the car where the soldiers were being held at the back.

Every time he stepped on the ground, the ground shook.

[Hoba has activated the entry: Heart of Justice]

A powerful punch turned the entire car into a discus.

Round and flat, not like a living person.

But Huba saw clearly that at the moment when his fist was about to touch the vehicle, the two people sitting in the front seat disappeared.

It's very abrupt and a bit unnatural.

Then, a voice sounded from the side.

"Captain Huo?" The supervisor obviously knew Huoba. He had checked all the video footage of the hunt and had seen the scene where Huoba killed the assassin Jinban with one punch.

"If you're just angry about the assassination, then I think there's still room for us to ease the tension."

His tone was a little soft. The sudden punch just now made his heart beat faster.

Based on that assassination, the Star City branch assessed Hoba as A+, close to being a top-level threat.

If the fight was not absolutely necessary, even if there was He Ku on his side, he would not be willing to confront such a person.

As for Hoba, when he saw that his opponent had been knocked down and his goal had been achieved, he stopped talking nonsense and stepped aside.

The supervisor was wondering when he heard another voice:

"Let me correct you. Huoba is now an administrative inspector, not a deputy chief of guards."

The person who spoke was Gonggong. He got out of the car when the intercom rang.

When the soldiers in the car heard the noise outside, they were so frightened that they trembled, and had no intention of escaping in the chaos.

It was still dark when Gonggong spoke, and the supervisor could not see clearly.

When Gonggong walked out of the darkness and under the street light, his smiling face became particularly eye-catching.

This person, he has seen.

In one encounter, Wang Miao's team was sent back from where they came from. They were a very strong opponent.

He knew that he couldn't defeat Wang Miao's team in one fight.

He later added information about Gonggong, a high-ranking official of the Crimson Fox, a truly dangerous person!

"I wonder what Mr. Gonggong has to say? How have we in Canjin offended you?"

His tone remained neither humble nor arrogant, but he was already feeling a little nervous inside.

"For the police to catch the thief, does the thief need to offend the police?"

When the supervisor heard this voice, his heart skipped a beat.

The words were not spoken by Gonggong, but a female voice.

In other words, there are still experts?
He looked out, but all he could see was the thick darkness. The streetlights seemed like isolated islands in the darkness, and under them, mosquitoes fluttered in a tangled pattern.

Everyone, including him, seemed to be trapped on an isolated island under the light.

Mang merged her darkness with the night, and under the cover of night, she became more powerful than ever before.

The supervisor felt that there were people everywhere, and yet there were no people anywhere. He could only hear their voices but not see their forms.

The invisible beast is the most ferocious beast.

"Who are you?" the supervisor asked. He took a few deep breaths before asking, so that his tone was calmer.

"She is an A-level fighter in the Star City Superpower Bureau, Ms. Mang."

The last voice sounded, and the black fog gradually dissipated, revealing the last human figure.

He stood at the end of a long and narrow road, and walked slowly towards me, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

What frightened the supervisor the most was the mask on this person's face—

A black alloy mask with unique patterns left on it during quenching.

As far as the super-powered world of Star City is concerned, no one is unfamiliar with this mask.

The legendary S-class, the executioner admired by everyone.

Seeing this scene, the supervisor finally lost his composure and his voice began to tremble.

"What do you need?"

He didn't finish his sentence yet, "I will do my best to satisfy whatever you need, but don't do anything."

"Didn't you say that the Silver Society's fighting pleased your guests?"

Staring into the supervisor's frightened eyes, the executioner said calmly:

"Then use your little tricks to please me."

Tricks refer to superpowers, wit, means, and all external forces.

The executioner's implication was clear: to please "me", not "us".

That is to say, no matter how hard you try, including trying hard, the executioner will appreciate it alone.

The executioner's voice drifted away in the darkness. No matter who it was or what position they stood on,
Is it the miscellaneous soldier in the car, or the hunting captain?

They all held their breath, fearing that if they said something at this moment, they would be the ones to "please" the executioner.

The happiest people were undoubtedly Cangran and his group.

Finally, some people understood the fear they felt when facing the executioners.

There is a kind of evil taste of gloating.

The inspector swallowed, took a deep breath, and tried to speak smoothly and clearly:
“Mr. Executioner, the Chanjin Chamber of Commerce has no intention of offending you.

"I am a candidate for the Tenth Elder of the Canjin Chamber of Commerce. I am willing to extend my greatest goodwill to you on behalf of the Canjin Chamber of Commerce."

This is a subtle way of speaking, but it also expresses the meaning of admitting defeat.

"The Chanjin Chamber of Commerce has no intention of offending you." This not only means that I have never offended you, but also silently mentions that I can represent the Chanjin Chamber of Commerce.

"Releasing the greatest goodwill" means that I admit defeat and I will do whatever you ask me to do. Please give me some face.

The Chanjin Chamber of Commerce operates under the Ten Elders system, with supervisors typically being candidates from the Ten Elders. They oversee the work of the regional deacons on behalf of the Ten Elders.

After saying this, he stared nervously at the executioner. Unfortunately, the latter was wearing a mask, so his expression could not be seen and he could not figure out what he meant.

After a while, the man behind the black alloy mask sighed and slowly took out a piece of white paper from his pocket.

He said slowly:

"If you have evil intentions, you should also be prepared to suffer the consequences."

As he spoke, the executioner tossed the paper aside, and it fluttered down in front of him like a butterfly, neither hurried nor slow, just enough for him to see clearly.

On it, two large characters were written in dark red ink, fiercely and fiercely:

Get rid of evil!

"I wrote this in their blood the night the Silver Guild was attacked."

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