For ten years I practiced Gu poison in Southeast Asia; all living beings revered me as a deity.

On the rooftop of a three-story commercial building opposite the casino, Luo Feng was standing under a huge neon sign.

Behind him was a water tank, and the pipes covering the concrete floor were visible in the darkness. Further back, one could overlook the streetscape of Chiang Mai.

The night breeze caressed Luo Feng's hair. He was wearing a black coat and a baseball cap, and slowly held a lamp in his right hand.

This lamp is his natal Gu artifact, the "Binding Lamp." Every time he kills someone, his soul is directly extracted and absorbed into the flame of this lamp.

With each new soul absorbed, the ghostly blue flame grew ever brighter, revealing several venomous human faces within it.

At this moment, his eyes were looking down at the street, and his mind was connecting with the Kumanthong.

Looking down from the third floor, this street in the bustling city center is a mix of neon lights and illuminated signs, flashing red and purple.

On the first floor of the underground casino, the street was bustling with people, mostly tourists.

"There are nine cadres attending the meeting," Luo Feng said, licking his dry lips.

"Unfortunately, Thachai only recognizes five of them; the identities of the other four remain unknown..."

The number of people isn't the problem; the key issue is that if these people don't stay together and aren't concentrated in the same location, it will be difficult to resolve the issue all at once.

He picked up a mobile phone, entered the numbers one by one, and dialed them.

The owner of the first number was Jassidi.

Jasidi can be considered Thachai's superior, and he possesses a great deal of intelligence within the organization.

Luo Feng had already instructed the Kumanthong to kill someone when the phone rang.

Jasidi's throat was choked, and he suffocated to death.

The second number dialed belonged to the tattooed, muscular man who died of a heart attack.

Later, the next three to be killed included the transgender woman, Bati.

Although Bati broke the phone and threw it away, Luo Feng also anticipated what these people would do next, and instructed that whoever broke the phone should be killed first.

With five key members of the organization killed in succession, the remaining members panicked and rushed out of the fire escape stairs.

This time, Luo Feng could clearly see the remaining four cadres.

"it is good."

He looked down from upstairs, his gaze secretly locking onto the four people being protected by bodyguards.

However, both the bodyguards present and the few survivors were still in shock and had not yet discovered Luo Feng hiding upstairs.

"You're all dead."

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A cold smile played at the corners of his lips.

At that very moment, a mysterious and inexplicable power appeared behind Luo Feng, accompanied by howling gusts of cold wind.

Even he himself could feel a sudden, heavy force coming from both sides of his shoulders.

On his shoulders, it seemed as if two feet wearing cloth shoes had appeared, one on the left and one on the right; these were clearly the two pairs of feet of the Immortal Master Daoliang.

At this moment, Luo Feng slowly chanted the incantation, and then he felt the Immortal Master Dao Liang raise one foot.

This is the right foot of the Immortal Master Douliang.

Although he couldn't see or touch it, he could still sense the presence of that strange "right foot".

Formless and traceless, without shadow or appearance, yet it truly exists—this is the power of "evil spirits."

"disease!"

He gave a low shout, and his foot, invisible to the naked eye, stomped down. One of the organization's cadres, who was being protected by bodyguards, was crushed on the spot, like a stomped tomato.

This man's skull is shattered!

All his bones and internal organs were laid flat on the ground, and that invisible force pressed down on him all at once, which was simply beyond human resistance.

This person was like a crushed soda can; in that instant, blood and flesh flew in all directions, splattering onto tourists on the roadside and causing panic among the crowd.

However, this was only the beginning; Luo Feng set his sights on three other people.

Master Daoliang's "ghost foot" fell again, and that invisible force suddenly squeezed down from above, crushing another cadre into a meat patty.

The screams caused panic among the surrounding tourists. Fashionably dressed men and women ran around, and a mother huddled on a street corner with her wailing child in her arms.

Several food stalls set up by vendors were knocked over by passersby, and several tourists were pushed to the ground and nearly trampled by fleeing people.

The scene was completely chaotic.

The organization's core members, including the last two survivors, also tried to blend into the crowd in order to escape during the chaos.

But they had only taken a few steps when they were spotted by Luo Feng, who was still on the third floor!

Bang! Another dull thud, bones shattered, blood spurted out, and the dry sound echoed through the shopping street.

Another person has been killed.

Luo Feng had no intention of letting the last two people go.

The foot that Daoliang Immortal Master had been raising in the void fell down once more, and the last person was trampled flat, turning into a pile of flesh and blood smeared on the ground.

"Alright, finally done..."

Upon witnessing the deaths of these individuals, Luo Feng silently lowered the brim of his hat, then turned and left from the rooftop.

Since there were no security cameras nearby, naturally no one would notice his whereabouts, and in fact, even if they did, it wouldn't matter.

After all, not many people in this world would believe that someone could use invisible forces to kill.

"Let's go to Bangkok next!"

Lu Feng slowly walked down the stairs, muttering a few words to himself.

He knew that there was another organization's stronghold in Bangkok.

Later, he absorbed the memories of the local organization members and figured out some intelligence about the organization.

Luo Feng will try to extract the information he needs from the memories of Jassi and Bati's souls.

He believed he could find the intelligence he needed.

"It would be best to catch them all in one fell swoop!"

In fact, he certainly wouldn't let go of that stronghold in Bangkok.

The core members of the organization must die!

……

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Yu Ri.

Bangkok.

A black sedan made a sharp turn and stopped in front of a luxury hotel building.

It was already late at night, but this place was located in Bangkok's most bustling commercial district.

The hotel doorman in uniform quickly went to greet them.

The car door was slammed open, and a black bodyguard stepped out from the passenger seat. He was a huge man, as tall as an iron tower, and shoved the doorman aside.

"Boss, we've arrived."

The black bodyguard respectfully opened the back door and bowed to a man inside.

"Mafina said he has caught the man. The people in Chiang Mai are really incompetent; they've dragged this out for so long."

"It doesn't matter, as long as the person is caught."

The man was quite handsome; he had yellow skin, but his facial features clearly showed signs of foreign ancestry.

"However, it seems something went wrong with the people sent by Sulin Prefecture... Fortunately, this is not my responsibility."

He and his black bodyguard, along with three other bodyguards, entered the hotel.

"Moka, where are Mafina and his men?"

"The hotel rooftop."

The black bodyguard, Moka, smiled and said, "The organization members in Bangkok are all here, boss. They all hope to meet with you, the company's 'manager'."

"Not interested."

The man said coldly, "But since everyone's here, it doesn't matter. Let's go!"

Several people entered the elevator.

The black bodyguard pressed the button leading to the top floor.

The elevator slowly ascended, and with a ding-dong, the elevator doors slowly opened, revealing a luxurious corridor with a red velvet carpet on the floor.

However, for some unknown reason, the corridor on the top floor was eerily quiet.