Chinese Superman

Chapter 175 Tackling Superman

Ancheng, Wild Dog Alley.

Even the cold wind of the night couldn't dispel the lingering stench of blood in the alley.

Yellow warning tape has been put up.

Several vehicles from the Armed Forces Administration were blocking the alleyway entrance, their rooftop warning lights flashing, illuminating the dimness with alternating red and blue lights.

The narrow alleyway was filled with shadowy figures.

The leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, a scar on his face, wearing a floral shirt and a leather jacket, was smoking a thick cigar and staring at the two corpses covered with white sheets on the ground with a furrowed brow.

Standing beside him were several gang leaders with equally menacing expressions, as well as three or four weapon handlers dressed in standard black combat uniforms and wearing armbands that read "Ancheng Weapon Handlers Management Bureau Team Three".

The core members of the gang are all cultivators.

The weakest among them are at least at the Transcendent Realm, and each of them is a Martial Master.

The gang leader, Zhao Meng, is an expert at the Innate Realm.

As for the three teams of weapon wielders, all four of them were C-level weapon wielders, and their strength was no weaker than that of martial artists in the Transcendent Realm.

This is the advantage of the weapon wielder: the cost and time required to become stronger are minimal.

Once a relic is recognized as its owner, one can immediately possess immense power.

At the same time, those who wield weapons can also cultivate.

Having relics to carry them and a solid foundation of cultivation gives them a natural advantage, making most weapon wielders stronger than pure martial artists of the same realm.

Moreover, there is no contradiction between those who wield weapons and those who are martial artists, because those who wield weapons are also cultivators.

However, the number of relics was fixed, resulting in few, if any, people possessing them.

The number of officially registered weapon wielders nationwide is no more than 100,000. In contrast, the Great Xia Dynasty, which has promoted cultivation among the general public for ten years, has at least hundreds of millions of martial artists.

The leader of the three teams, surnamed Zhou, was a middle-aged man with a capable appearance and sharp eyes.

He is a second-level martial artist and also a high-level martial artist in the innate realm.

At this moment, Captain Zhou was squatting next to Huang Mao's body, carefully examining the wounds, his expression not good.

"Tsk, a clean and swift strike to the throat. A skilled swordsman, and ruthless and decisive."

"It should be sword energy, but I can't tell which type of sword martial art it is."

Captain Zhou stood up, dusted off his hands, and looked at the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang. "Chief Zhao, it seems your underling has messed up with some tough guys."

Zhao Meng, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, took a deep drag on his cigar, slammed the butt on the ground, and stomped on it. His tone was vicious: "Damn it, killing my men on my turf! This is daring to challenge the powerful! Captain Zhou, I can't ignore this! How can my Wild Wolf Gang ever face anyone again?"

Captain Zhou said in a deep voice, "Zhao Meng, investigating cases is our job as law enforcement officers. You just need to manage your men and cooperate with the investigation, and don't cause any trouble. Things are getting tense from above lately."

Although he said this, his tone was not harsh, clearly showing that he and Zhao Meng had some understanding.

Zhao Meng's lips curled into a sinister smile: "Don't worry, Captain Zhou, our Wild Wolf Gang will cooperate fully. We're just waiting for you to find the real culprit, and then—hehe! We'll present you with a banner of honor!"

Just then, the dark green vortex rippled again, and several weapon wielders completed the [Disengage from Quest] and logged out of the instance.

They not only came out themselves, but also carried out several bodies in body bags and placed them on the ground.

"Team Leader Zhou, what we found deep inside the mine should be the group that went in earlier," a team member reported.

Goblins eat people.

The presence of a complete corpse indicates that the person died recently, and there were no goblins nearby, or perhaps the goblins were too frightened to approach.

Captain Zhou gestured for it to be opened.

The body bag was pulled open, revealing Li Yaozong's young face, contorted with extreme pain and fear, and the horrific wounds on his body.

Then came the gruesome corpses of Zheng Feng and his several henchmen.

Zhao Meng leaned over for a look, and when he saw Li Yaozong's miserable state, his pupils contracted slightly, followed by a hint of schadenfreude and a sinister, venomous look.

He recognized Li Yaozong and knew that he was the only son of Ji Gongming, a local nouveau riche.

"Oh, isn't this the young master of the Li Gongming family?"

Zhao Meng lit another cigar, exhaled a puff of smoke, and sneered, "You died a truly gruesome death; your ass is practically torn to shreds."

"Anyone who didn't know better would think he'd been poked with a rolling pin."

"Tsk tsk, this murderer not only killed my men, but also offended the Li family to the core. That old bastard Li Gongming cherishes his son the most; wouldn't he go crazy if he found out?"

Captain Zhou carefully examined Li Yaozong's body, his brows furrowing even more: "It is indeed Li Yaozong."

"The fatal wound was a broken neck caused by immense force, but he suffered inhuman torture before his death. He appears to have been a goblin in the mine."

Zhou glanced at Zheng Feng and the others out of the corner of his eye.

"We were doing a group dungeon, and it was a low-level dungeon on easy difficulty. We shouldn't have all been wiped out. We were definitely killed by someone else."

"The opponent is very strong, at least a martial artist at the Innate Realm. Or a high-level martial artist who is currently cultivating an Innate Realm."

He stood up and said to Zhao Meng, "We can't keep it from Li Gongming. I have to inform him."

Zhao Meng grinned, the glow of his cigar flickering in the darkness: "Give them the notification. The young master of the Li Gongming family, heh heh—this murderer has really stirred up trouble. He's messed with my Wild Wolf Gang and offended the Li family beyond repair. In this vast Ancheng, there's no place for him to stand!"

"If I were him, I'd be running away tonight, escaping Ancheng! No, escaping the Jiangnan region!"

"Otherwise, if we fall into Li Gongming's hands, we'll have a hard time even if we want to die!"

Although Zhao Meng was also angry, he was definitely not as furious as Li Gongming.

After all, he only lost a gang member, while Li Gongming lost his son.

Captain Zhou didn't reply. He walked to the side and dialed Li Gongming's private number.

The phone rang a few times before being answered. A sleepy and impatient middle-aged man's voice came from the other end: "Who is it? So late!"

"General Manager Li, it's me, Zhou Tao from Team Three of the Weapon Controllers Administration."

"Captain Zhou? What's the matter?" Li Gongming's tone softened.

Captain Zhou carefully chose his words and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Li, I have some bad news for you. Your son, Li Yaozong—had an accident tonight in the Goblin Mine dungeon near Wild Dog Alley, and we—we found his body."

Zhao Meng clicked his tongue: "Why go into so much detail? What if Li Gongming, that mad dog, can't find the killer and starts biting my Wild Wolf Gang?"

There was an instant silence on the other end of the phone, with only heavy breathing coming through.

A few seconds later, Li Gongming's voice suddenly rose, his tone incredulous, trembling as he roared, "Wh-what?! Yaozong—he—had an accident? He's dead?! How is that possible! He was perfectly fine this afternoon! Zhou Tao! Explain yourself! What exactly happened?!"

"Mr. Li, please calm down. We've found the body and confirmed it's your son. He—may have been attacked by monsters in the mine before his death; the situation—is not good."

"In addition, two of the Wild Wolf Gang's guards were also killed. The murderers should be the same person or a group of people."

Captain Zhou tried to narrate in a calm tone.

"Monster?!"

"My son was a Martial Apprentice at the Transcendent Realm! How could he have died at the hands of monsters in a low-level dungeon?! Was someone framed?!"

Zhou Tao! You must investigate! Find the murderer! I want him torn to pieces!

Li Gongming's voice was almost a roar, filled with rage and grief.

"Mr. Li, we are investigating with all our might. Currently, we have limited leads, and the killer is very cunning. I will inform you immediately of any progress."

"Notify me?! What's the use of just notifying me! Zhou Tao, let me tell you! Once the murderer is caught, he must be handed over to me! I want to handle it myself! I want him to wish he were dead! To avenge my son!!" Li Gongming's tone was full of resentment and madness.

"Mr. Li, this is against the rules—"

"Rules?! Screw the rules! I only have one son! Zhou Tao, don't forget who's been helping you out all this time! If you don't handle this properly, don't blame me for turning my back on you!" Li Gongming threatened directly.

Captain Zhou's face darkened, but he ultimately suppressed his emotions: "—I'll do my best. Mr. Li, please accept my condolences and wait for our news."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, his face grim.

at the same time.

Li Family Villa.

Li Gongming, who had just hung up the phone and was still immersed in the pain of losing his son and boundless rage, smashed his phone to pieces with red eyes. Then he got out of bed and frantically smashed things in the bedroom while cursing incessantly.

"Master! Master! Something terrible has happened!"

The butler rushed in, panicked.

"Outside—there are a lot of armed men outside! They've surrounded the villa!"

"What?" Li Gongming was stunned, then roared, "Surround me? What do they want?! My son just died! Who gave them the guts?!"

He stormed down the stairs and into the living room.

The gate opened, and a dozen or so sharp-looking, fully armed men entered the courtyard. The leader was an unfamiliar middle-aged man with a cold expression.

"Which team are you from? Who sent you? Do you know who I am?!" Li Gongming suppressed his anger and adopted the same imposing manner he used when dealing with "officials".

"Li Gongming, right?"

The middle-aged man leading the group brandished his badge. "Ancheng Weapon Controllers Administration Special Operations Team. You are suspected of multiple crimes, including illegal spirit stone trading, tax evasion, and bribery. We are summoning you in accordance with the law. Please cooperate with the investigation."

Li Gongming was stunned; he simply couldn't believe his ears.

His son's body was barely cold, the murderer hadn't been caught, and he was suddenly a prisoner.

His first reaction was that his competitors were taking advantage of his misfortune.

"Misunderstanding! This is absolutely a misunderstanding! I, Li Gongming, operate legally and have always abided by the law! Are you mistaken? I know your Captain Zhou Tao! And Section Chief Wu—"

Li Gongming hurriedly defended himself, bringing up his network of connections.

The middle-aged man wielding the weapon revealed a mocking smile: "Captain Zhou? Wu Ke? Li Gongming, I advise you to save your breath. Even if you knew the Emperor himself, it wouldn't matter today! Take him away!"

Two armed men stepped forward and, without saying a word, put specially made handcuffs on Li Gongming.

Li Gongming struggled fiercely, shouting, "You're framing me! I'll sue you! My son just died, and this is how you treat me?! Is there no law anymore?!"

"We'll handle your son's case separately. Now, please come back with us to cooperate with the investigation into your case," the middle-aged man holding the weapon said coldly.

He waved his hand, signaling his men to put the ashen-faced and completely bewildered Li Gongming into the vehicle.

Chaos erupted inside and outside the Li family villa, but was quickly brought under control.

Wild Dog Alley.

Captain Zhou had just put away his phone and was discussing something in hushed tones with Zhao Meng when he suddenly heard a series of rapid and intense vehicle engine sounds and brake screech coming from outside the alley.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of hurried footsteps rang out.

Beams of powerful flashlights shone into the narrow alleyway.

Dozens of fully armed men, whose auras were clearly stronger than those of the third team members, surged in, instantly blocking the already narrow alley.

These people's armbands clearly read "Ancheng Armed Forces Management Bureau - Special Inspection Team"!

The leader was a burly, bald man with sharp, hawk-like eyes; he was the captain of the inspection team, surnamed Yan.

One of the officers!

Captain Zhou was startled and quickly stepped forward: "Captain Yan? What's going on here? This is the murder scene that our Third Team is in charge of."

Captain Yan's gaze swept over the corpse on the ground and the people at the scene, finally landing on Captain Zhou's face. He said expressionlessly, "Captain Zhou, I'm sorry. I just received an urgent order from the bureau that this case, and all related matters, will be taken over by our investigation team from now on. Your team can leave now and make sure to hand over the responsibilities."