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Late at night, in the office of the regional manager of Miaoyifang in the western suburbs.

"What's going on? It's been almost three hours, why hasn't that good-for-nothing Wu Daba come back yet?"

Mo Biao glanced at his phone and felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

"Could it be that they made a mistake?"

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he irritably banished it.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Jiang Feng was just a high school student from No. 3 Middle School. Even if he had some skills, how could he possibly make Wu Daba, a third-rank martial artist, fail?

I guess those desperados went straight to the club to have some fun after they finished their business.

Thinking of this, Mo Biao relaxed a little and revealed a cruel sneer.

"You brat, you've offended the Mo family. This is what happens when you meddle in other people's business!"

"Bang!"

Just then, the office door was hurriedly pushed open.

"Manager! No...something terrible has happened!"

"A lot of police have arrived outside!"

"What?!"

Mo Biao suddenly stood up, his mind going blank.

"boom!"

The door was kicked open from the outside!

Director Lei Ming walked in wearing a black overcoat.

Behind him, two rows of fully armed police officers surged in instantly, their dark gun barrels sealing off all blind spots.

"Mo Biao, right?!"

Lei Ming sneered, staring at the trembling man behind the desk.

Mo Biao's legs went weak, but his years of experience in the underworld allowed him to forcefully steady himself.

He forced an awkward smile: "Oh, Director Lei! It's been a long time! Back when you were still a team leader at the Municipal Bureau..."

However, Lei Ming couldn't be bothered to listen to his nonsense.

"Whoosh!"

He grabbed Mo Biao by the collar and pulled the guy out from behind the desk!

"Snap!"

Immediately afterwards, a pair of handcuffs were locked onto Mo Biao's wrists.

"Chief! What are you doing! Why are you arresting me?!"

"I'm a legitimate businessman; I haven't broken the law!"

Mo Biao was still stubbornly refusing to admit his mistake and struggling frantically.

"A legitimate businessman?"

Lei Ming laughed in anger, his eyes flashing with terrifying killing intent, and he punched Mo Biao in the abdomen!

"Bang!"

"vomit!"

Mo Biao's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his stomach churned violently, and he vomited a mouthful of yellow fluid.

"You hired an assassin to kill our hero of Canglan in Linchuan City!"

"You're telling me you haven't broken the law?!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Biao's expression changed drastically, and his face turned deathly pale.

"Wu Daba is currently lying in the hospital interrogation room, crying and begging for mercy. He's already implicated you!"

"Are the chat logs and money transfers you provided for hiring someone fake?!"

Upon hearing this, the last glimmer of hope in Mo Biao's eyes vanished completely.

"No!"

"Director Lei! I'm from the Mo family! You can't arrest me!"

"Take them away! Seal off the Miraculous Healer's Clinic!"

Lei Ming waved his hand and said.

……

at the same time.

The top of the Twin Towers in downtown Linchuan.

The night wind howled.

A tall, slender figure stood quietly on the rooftop.

He was shrouded in a long black robe, wearing a mask with the color "Ace of Hearts," and exuded a chilling and eerie aura.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap echoed from the rooftop.

"Sir...sir."

Mo Nianchu knelt on the ground, covering her swollen cheeks, trembling, but she didn't dare to lift her head.

"I'm asking you to recruit Jiang Feng and bring him into the Blood Card Society."

The man wearing the mask of the Ace of Hearts lowered his head slightly: "Yet you condone the idiots under your command, sending assassins to take his life?"

"Your Excellency, please understand! I absolutely did not give such an order!"

"That bastard Mo Biao acted on his own initiative!"

"I really didn't know!"

Mo Nianchu kowtowed frantically as she spoke.

"Unaware?"

The Ace of Hearts gave a cold sneer, his black robe fluttering without wind, and a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped Mo Nianchu.

"You'd better have a good idea of ​​how your Mo family rose to power!"

He slowly bent down, his mask almost touching Mo Nianchu's nose. "Our Blood Token Society can elevate your Mo family to the highest echelons, or we can wipe you out in an instant!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I understand! I swear to serve the Blood Card Society to the death!"

"I will handle this matter thoroughly and completely, without implicating the organization in the slightest!"

Mo Nianchu clenched her fists, thinking of the boy from earlier that day, and her humiliation and anger intensified.

The Ace of Hearts straightened up, flicked his slender fingers, and a blood-red pill rolled to Mo Nianchu's front.

"This is your allowance for this month."

"I hope that when I see you again next month, you will have broken through to the fourth-grade Grandmaster realm."

"Otherwise... you know that Blood Cards don't nurture useless characters."

The moment Mo Nianchu saw the blood-red pill, the fear in her eyes was instantly replaced by a morbid fanaticism and greed.

She clutched the pill in her hand, trembling with excitement.

"Thank you for the medicine, sir!"

"Your subordinate will certainly not fail in your mission!"

"Get out!"

Mo Nianchu kowtowed several times frantically before scrambling away from the rooftop.

The night wind was still biting.

The Ace of Hearts slowly raised his hand and removed his mask.

Beneath the mask was a face of breathtaking beauty.

With exquisitely beautiful features and fair, jade-like skin, if it weren't for her slightly protruding Adam's apple, her face would be even more captivating than most beautiful women.

He casually toyed with the mask between his fingers, a slight, intrigued curve appearing on his crimson lips as he surveyed the bustling city below.

"River Breeze".

He murmured the name softly, his voice carrying a hint of languor and mockery.

"You killed a monster that was above your level in the city center, ruining our long-planned scheme... Now, even that Wu Daba guy has fallen into your hands."

The man's interest grew stronger.

"That's interesting."

"No wonder that person listed you as a candidate for the Ace of Spades."

In the Blood Card Game, the four suits are the most prestigious.

Hearts, Spades, Clubs, Diamonds.

Those who have just joined the organization all start as the lowest-ranking block members.

They can directly possess the Spade codename.

This clearly demonstrates how much the organization values ​​Jiang Feng.

"What a pity."

"While the potential is good, the actual strength is still too weak."

The words fell.

The air on the rooftop distorted.

The stunningly handsome man donned the mask of the Ace of Hearts, and his body transformed into countless blood-red bats in the night wind.

"Splash!"

The blood-red shadow shot into the sky and disappeared into the night.

……