Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

After the banquet ended, the adjutant cautiously asked Zhou Zhengxiong if he had any further instructions.

Zhou Zhengxiong did not answer, but simply waved his hand to signal everyone to leave.

After the banquet hall was empty, he sat alone at the head of the long dining table, staring at the mess of leftover food and drinks for a long time. Then, he suddenly swept his hand, knocking the wine glasses off the table one by one, shards of glass scattering everywhere.

He leaned back in his chair, panting, closed his eyes for a moment, then wiped his mouth, stood up, straightened his collar, and walked toward his room.

Master Chai spent two whole days indulging in revelry in the new Jinling.

Zhou Zhengxiong sent the best wine, the rarest canned meat, and the cleanest water in the safe zone to his room. The girls from the song and dance troupe took turns serving him 24 hours a day. When Chai got drunk, he would sleep, and when he woke up, he would continue drinking. He lived a more comfortable life than he did in the Southeast District.

On the morning of the third day, Zhou Zhengxiong couldn't sit still any longer and personally brought breakfast to knock on Chai Ye's door.

"Master Chai, don't you think it's time to set off for Dawn City?"

Zhou Zhengxiong placed the plate on the table, his tone more respectful than the previous two days, and he bowed even lower.

"My son is still in Lin Mo's hands. Every day he is locked up, I am more worried."

"Look, we'll set off today and arrive before dark. We can get things done first thing tomorrow morning, and you can rest however you like when we get back. I'll keep the dance troupe for you; not a single member will be allowed to leave."

Grandpa Chai was leaning against the bed, legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine he hadn't finished the night before, his face full of reluctance.

What's the rush?

That brat isn't your only son; locking him up for a few more days won't kill him.

Your nagging this early in the morning has ruined my good sleep.

Zhou Zhengxiong quickly smiled and tried to persuade him again. In the end, he almost had to coax and beg to get Chai Ye out of bed, change his clothes, and get into the car.

This time, Zhou Zhengxiong learned his lesson and replied to Lin Mo with utmost courtesy and sincerity, saying that one million crystals was too much, and the safe zone had only managed to scrape together six hundred thousand. He asked if the remaining four hundred thousand could be offset by the value of weapons and ammunition.

Lin Mo replied that it was possible, and asked him to add a few doses of advanced gene serum to the discounted supplies.

Zhou Zhengxiong agreed without hesitation.

The two parties agreed to conduct the transaction in an abandoned industrial area between Shuguang City and Xin Jinling.

On the day of the transaction, Zhou Zhengxiong personally led a large convoy to the agreed location.

Several trucks loaded with crystal cores were parked on the open ground of the abandoned factory, with several boxes of weapons and three high-level medicines piled up next to them.

Lin Mo brought fifty Flying Tigers with him this time. Chi Linglong and several Flying Tigers followed him and Zhou Zhengxiong to conduct the transaction face to face, while the rest of the Flying Tigers looked for cover and kept watch around the area.

Chi Linglong was still dressed in white, with her long sword hanging at her waist. She walked half a step behind Lin Mo, her cold gaze sweeping over the surrounding terrain.

Zhou Zhengxiong wore a smile throughout, speaking as politely as if he were meeting a close brother. He took the initiative to shake hands with Lin Mo, then had his men unload the crystal cores and supplies from the truck, counting them in front of Lin Mo for inspection. His attitude was as sincere as could be.

"Lord Lin, here are 600,000 crystal cores, five boxes of weapons, and three vials of advanced gene serum. Have someone count them; not a single one will be missing."

Lin Mo looked at the boxes of crystal cores neatly stacked in front of him and had the Flying Tigers behind him inspect the goods box by box.

The Flying Tigers buried themselves in counting, and it took them quite a while to count all the crystal cores and weapons before turning around and reporting that the numbers were correct.

Lin Mo nodded and waved behind him.

Zhou Yaozu was escorted out from the back by two soldiers. His injuries had healed considerably. As soon as he saw Zhou Zhengxiong, his eyes reddened. He called out "Dad" in a hoarse voice and tried to run over, but was stopped by the soldiers.

When Zhou Zhengxiong saw that his son was still alive, the polite smile on his face finally became more genuine. He quickly had the remaining boxes of supplies unloaded from the truck, thus completing the transaction.

Just as both sides were about to get into their cars, Zhou Zhengxiong took a few steps back and suddenly waved his hand.

The modified container truck behind him, whose doors had been tightly shut, suddenly burst open, and a figure, accompanied by a sharp shockwave, rushed straight at Lin Mo.

It was indeed Master Chai.

He was incredibly fast, sweeping across dozens of meters of open space in the blink of an eye, his five fingers forming a claw as he aimed straight for Lin Mo's throat.

However, before his claws could touch Lin Mo, a white sword light flashed across the sky and intercepted him.

Chi Linglong had already anticipated this move. She lightly touched the ground with her toes and moved like a ghost to block Lin Mo's path. The moment her longsword was drawn, the sword light and claw force collided fiercely in the air, creating a visible shockwave that scattered dust and gravel on the ground.

Chai Ye was so shocked by the sword strike that he staggered back several steps. He looked down at the still-bleeding sword wound on his wrist and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

He looked Chi Linglong up and down, her expression gradually changing from disdain to solemnity.

Chi Linglong frowned inwardly, her fingers holding the sword feeling slightly numb.

The two of them almost simultaneously formed their own opinions about each other...

This opponent is not to be underestimated.

Lin Mo's face darkened. His gaze pierced through the smoke and dust, fixing fixedly on Zhou Zhengxiong:

"Zhou Zhengxiong, what do you mean by this?"

Zhou Zhengxiong had retreated to the rear of his own convoy, with several fully armed guards standing behind him. The smile on his face had vanished completely, replaced by a ferocious and resentful expression.

He yelled at Lin Mo at the top of his lungs:

"What do you mean? Of course I'm going to mess with you!"

You should have known this day would come when you asked me for a million crystal cores!

Do you think just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can take advantage of me, Zhou Zhengxiong?

Today, we're not only taking back the crystal core, but also leaving your life here! Do it!

Before the words were even finished, both sides opened fire almost simultaneously.

The troops in Shuguang City were all well-trained veterans of the Self-Defense Forces, and the men brought by Zhou Zhengxiong were also the best of the best in the new Jinling Safe Zone. The two sides engaged in fierce firefights between the bunkers of the abandoned factory, with bullets flying everywhere, steel plates clanging, and gravel flying.

A huge hole suddenly exploded in the roof above the factory, and two figures shot into the sky.

Chi Linglong and Chai Ye chose to leave the ground battlefield almost simultaneously, moving the battlefield to the outer perimeter to avoid being accidentally injured.

The two moved back and forth between the large holes in the factory roof, their sword flashes and claw shadows weaving together into a dazzling display of afterimages.

Chai Ye's strength was indeed slightly higher than Chi Linglong's. Although his moves were not particularly sophisticated and were all the kind of ruthless, wide-ranging style typical of military personnel, each claw carried full force, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking as it came crashing down on Chi Linglong.

Although Chi Linglong's Quanzhen swordsmanship was exquisite, it could only temporarily retreat in the face of absolute power suppression.

She tried several times to block the opponent's movement with her sword energy, but Chai Ye forcefully pushed her away. The sword blade could only leave a light white scratch on his mutated skin, with hardly any blood.