What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

They cooperated quite well.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, fancy tricks are meaningless.

I stood still, completely motionless.

Just as those darts were about to pierce my face, I felt a slight warmth between my brows.

"Royal."

I uttered a single word.

A dark light shot out from my chest without warning.

The speed was so fast that it was impossible for the naked eye to detect it.

"Ding ding ding ding—"

A series of crisp metallic clanging sounds were heard.

The dozen or so darts were precisely struck down in mid-air by the dark light, sparks flying everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the dark light drew a strange arc in the air and instantly pierced through the knee of the man on the left.

"what!"

The man screamed in pain as his sprinting body lost its balance and crashed heavily to the ground, rolling around while clutching his legs.

Upon seeing this, a hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the man leading the group on the right.

But he had already rushed in front of me, and the Emei dagger in his hand was stabbing fiercely into my throat.

"die!"

He roared, seemingly trying to intimidate me with his imposing manner.

I didn't dodge, but instead suddenly raised my left hand. A surge of murderous aura coursed through me, and my skin bulged with veins.

I grabbed the sharp Emei dagger with my bare hands.

The collision of metal and flesh produced a surprisingly harmonious sound, like metal striking metal.

The man stared wide-eyed at my left hand as if he'd seen a ghost.

"Iron... Iron Shirt?"

I ignored him and suddenly exerted force with my left hand.

"Snap!"

I actually managed to snap that steel-forged Emei dagger in half!

Immediately afterwards, I took a step forward, and with my left hand, I transformed from a claw into a palm, and pressed it heavily against his chest.

"puff--"

The man's chest caved in instantly, and a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into a cement block by the roadside and dying instantly.

The remaining woman was completely dumbfounded.

Seeing this, her legs went weak, and she knelt down on the ground.

"No...don't kill me! I was forced! I know the Shadow Sect has a secret base, I can tell you..."

While begging for mercy, she secretly reached her hand towards her lower back.

As I watched her subtle movements, the coldness in my eyes intensified.

"No."

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

The black bone needle that was floating in the air transformed into a streak of light once again.

"Pfft."

The bone needle pierced precisely between her eyebrows, drawing out a cloud of blood.

The woman froze, her eyes quickly glazed over, and then she collapsed limply to the ground.

As for that man with the broken leg who was still wailing...

I walked over and, without hesitation, stomped on his neck and broke it.

"Click."

The surroundings finally quieted down, with only the occasional hissing sound from the overturned, eight-times-old Santana remaining.

I don't know what's wrong with it.

I took out my phone and dialed Lu Yan's number.

"Hello, Director Lu."

I lit a cigarette, looked at the three corpses on the ground, and spoke calmly.

"I was attacked by Shadow Clan members under the overpass in the western suburbs. Well, I'm okay, but my car is totaled."

I've already taken care of the three assassins. I'll need you to send someone over to clean up the scene...

About twenty minutes later, the deep roar of an engine could be heard in the distance.

Three black Buick minivans did not honk their horns, but instead flashed their blue and red headlights and came to a steady stop under the overpass.

The car door opened, and seven or eight special agents dressed in black stepped out.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties with a buzz cut, a faint scar on his cheek, and sharp eyes.

I know him. He's the deputy leader of the third action team of the Jiangcheng branch. His surname is Zhang. I met him before when I went to the bureau to see Lu Yan.

"Advisor Chen."

Team Leader Zhang strode over, first glancing at the overturned Santana on the roadside, then at the three gruesome corpses on the ground.

His eyes twitched slightly before he reached out his hand to me.

"Director Lu is still in a meeting and specifically instructed me to lead the team here to handle this. Are you alright?"

His tone was very polite, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible reverence.

Clearly, after the incident at the underground palace and yesterday's reservoir, my skills and name have already spread throughout the Jiangcheng branch.

"It's nothing, just a scrape."

I shook hands with him and pointed to the corpse on the ground.

"There are three remnants of the Shadow Sect."

The woman said they had a secret hideout, but before she could get any information out of him, he disappeared.

Team Leader Zhang nodded and waved to the team members behind him: "Get to work! Be quick and don't leave any traces."

The special operations team members immediately dispersed.

Some set up warning lines, some took out specially made body bags, and others took out instruments to scan the surrounding energy residue.

Zhang and I were standing by the roadside when he offered me a cigarette. I didn't stand on ceremony and took it, lighting it myself.

"Advisor Chen, that method... was truly swift and efficient."

Looking at the male corpse with its sternum completely collapsed, Captain Zhang couldn't help but sigh.

"I know this person too. He's a minor leader in the Shadow Sect. He practices external martial arts and has a body of copper skin and iron bones."

We tried to arrest him twice before, but he escaped both times. I never expected that he wouldn't even last a single move against you.

"He was lucky; he underestimated his opponent."

I exhaled a smoke ring and said casually.

At that moment, a forensic doctor wearing glasses walked over, carrying an evidence bag containing the woman's personal belongings.

"This was found on the woman's body; besides several poisoned darts, there was this."

It was a neatly folded piece of kraft paper with some scribbles on it, looking like a simple map.

Team Leader Zhang glanced at the bag through the bag and frowned. "This looks like a map of the underground sewer system in Jiangcheng's old town? Are they hiding in the sewers?"

"Possibly."

I leaned over for a look and noted down the approximate location.

"The Shadow Sect people have always liked these dark and shady places. Take this back and analyze it first, then let me know when you have the results."

"Definitely." Captain Zhang carefully put away the evidence bag.

The cleanup work at the site was carried out quickly.

In less than twenty minutes, the three bodies were put into body bags and loaded into the vehicle.

The bloodstains on the ground were cleaned off with special chemical reagents, and even the smell of blood in the air was neutralized.

As for the wrecked Santana, it was towed away by a tow truck that arrived at the scene.

At this moment, Team Leader Zhang approached me and asked somewhat tentatively, "Consultant Chen, everything else has been taken care of, but regarding the procedures..."

"Just sign here, I won't go to the bureau, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, no problem."

Team Leader Zhang took out a "Special Incident On-site Handling Receipt" from his briefcase, quickly filled it out, and then handed me a pen.

I glanced at it and saw that it read, "Attacked by cultists, the victim acted in self-defense and killed three thugs," simple and clear.