My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 63 Infiltration
Taking advantage of the darkness, Chen Mu walked quickly along the shadows beside the street.

With the aid of sheer power, it felt as if my feet were gliding on ice, fast and silent.

Following the directions given by the man with the black nose, they quickly found a warehouse located in Xiurenfang, on the banks of the Luo River.

A hidden dock is located in the willow grove behind the warehouse.

It was late at night, but the small warehouse was lit by a dim oil lamp.

Four shirtless men were sitting around a square table, eating, drinking, and chatting.

At first glance, they appear relaxed, but in reality, they are highly vigilant.

Two men stood guard in the shadows by the door. Most of the food on the table had been eaten, but no one touched the wine in their glasses.

Chen Mu arrived at a place not far from the warehouse, glanced expressionlessly at the shadows, and strode towards the warehouse's main entrance.

"What are you doing!"

After taking only two steps, a man emerged from the shadows by the door and shouted angrily.

"It's a gift." Chen Mu kept walking.

"Come back during the day! The accountants all go home at night, so no one will be there to process your entries." The man looked impatient.

Chen Mu: “…”

Accounting entries?

Has gift-giving developed into an entire industry chain?!

"Are you deaf? Get out of here!" the man shouted impatiently.

Chen Mu glanced at the other person and strode towards the warehouse door.

"Hey?! You're pretty stubborn!" The man walked towards Chen Mu and raised his fist to smash it into Chen Mu's face.

Chen Mu's figure vanished suddenly, and in the instant they brushed past each other, he released and then retracted the sword hidden in his sleeve.

puff!
A spurt of blood gushed from the man's neck.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud, twitched twice, and quickly fell silent.

"Sigh... another murder."

"I just want to live a peaceful life, why do you evil people have to provoke me!"

Chen Mu stood with his back to the corpse, coldly staring into the warehouse.

The four people at the table had been drawn by the commotion at the door. Seeing their family members facing life and death in an instant, they couldn't help but stand up.

The leader was a bald, slanted-eyed, burly man wearing a brown t-shirt and shorts, with two leather wristbands on his wrists.

Seeing the gatekeeper fall to the ground dead, he was not afraid at all; instead, a smile appeared on his face: "I thought guarding the dock was a tough job, but I didn't expect to have such an unexpected reward. It's truly a blessing from heaven!"

He casually moved his wrists, his calloused fingers occasionally clenching and unclenching. The touch and rubbing produced a sound like sandpaper rubbing together, sending chills down one's spine.

"Those bastards went to raid the house with the gang leader, putting in a lot of effort. We're just sitting here eating meat and drinking wine, and the credit just comes to us. Haha..."

The three people beside him burst into laughter. He drew a short knife from his back waist and flicked his wrist. In the moonlight, the blade gleamed.

"You're one of Master Zuo's men, aren't you?"

"Trying to sabotage the Clippers and cut off our retreat? Heh. My boss saw right through your little schemes!"

The bald, burly man chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

“I will break your limbs and have the Left Hall Master come to collect them in person. That scene will be extremely satisfying.”

"Do it!"

The four men grinned maliciously and charged towards Chen Mu.

The bald, burly man took the lead, stomping his feet hard on the ground as he leaped out like a cheetah.

The hand bent into a claw, and with a swift grab, a low whistle followed.

Like a raptor's claws, it lashed out with deadly force, tearing towards Chen Mu's neck.

The other three quickly maneuvered around, their blades flashing, aiming at Chen Mu's legs.

puff!
The short sword flew through the air, and the heads of the four men snapped back, tumbling and crashing to the ground with a thud, instantly falling silent.

Peanut-sized bloody holes appeared on the foreheads of the four men, with blood gushing out.

Chen Mu turned his head expressionlessly and stared at the last gatekeeper in the corner.

boom!
Chen Mu suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbed the man by the neck, and slammed him hard against the warehouse wall.

The man's eyes rolled back, and he immediately fell into a coma.

……

Chen Mu turned around and looked at the corpses of the burly men.

These are all seasoned professional thugs.

The bald, burly man leading the group had even practiced a form-building technique that emphasized the palms.

But in Chen Mu's eyes, they were too slow; he could easily take them down in a single move.

The wandering spirit is ultimately different.

"Escape route... raid their homes... guard the docks..." Chen Mu's mind processed the words of the others, lost in thought. He couldn't help but turn to look at the last survivor.

……

After a long while, Chen Mu frowned as he looked at the gray-clad man at his feet, who had already lost his breath.

"The White Tiger Hall is conducting a secret operation in the middle of the night, with Lin Que personally leading the team. Is it to carry out a secret mission for the Jinghong Gang?"

"This is an opportunity."

Chen Mu couldn't help but look at the man in gray: "Be careful with your disguise. If you blend in with the dozens of gang members, you should be able to infiltrate the White Tiger Hall's ship."

Once the intoxicating smoke is released, there will be plenty of time to have heart-to-heart talks with Master Lin Que.

Chen Mu carefully examined the gray-clad man's face. His facial muscles twitched, and his face instantly became a large, round one.

In the pitch black, with similar facial features and identical clothing, and Lin Que and his group moving in a hurry, who could possibly spot their deception?!
Clean up the warehouse. Go to the dock and wait. Don't let Lin Que see the body.

Having roughly devised a plan, Chen Mu immediately took action. ...

call!
call!
Late at night, on Changxia Street in Nanyang Prefecture.

Lin Que ran with his head covered at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

A cool, slippery sensation ran down his neck. He couldn't help but glance at the shadows along the roadside, fearing another assassin might leap out.

The assassin attacked suddenly just now; if he hadn't shifted his position slightly, his throat would have been cut.

"Qingfeng Powder is sold by Zhuyi Pavilion?" Lin Que felt regretful, yet also resentful. "Why not just sell medicine at Zhuyi Pavilion? Why go to the Ghost Market to distribute it?"

Moreover, a major conflict occurred a month ago, so why not send someone to inform the Jinghong Gang?
If he had known that Qingfeng San belonged to Zhuyi Pavilion, he wouldn't have dared to touch it even if he were beaten to death.

"And that bastard Zhang Yun!" Lin Que hated his brother-in-law to the core.

"So many people were hiding in that courtyard and they didn't even notice? Were the incompetent people who were watching blind?!"

He caught a glimpse of his men rushing out from the side street out of the corner of his eye, and breathed a sigh of relief. But when he saw their numbers, his heart sank. They hadn't gained anything and had lost most of their men for nothing.

What a huge loss!
With pursuers constantly behind him, he paid no heed and plunged into the willow grove, rushing toward the dock.

On the shore, seven or eight speedboats were lined up in a row.

On one of the boats, a man dressed in gray was squatting.

……

Chen Mu spotted a burly man with an orange-peel-like face and pockmarked skin from afar.

The other party was running towards them in a disheveled state, followed by more than a dozen equally disheveled men in black.

I recall the interrogation information about the man with the black nose, pointed chin, and gray clothes at the dock.

I'd guess that this orange-skinned guy is probably Lin Que, the leader of the White Tiger Hall.

That face is so distinctive.

"I can't show weakness. I have to greet them and show that I'm also a member of the White Tiger Hall," Chen Mu thought to himself.

As long as you stay away from Lin Que and don't get caught at a glance, it's easy to get away with it.

In a flash, Chen Mu made up his mind. He confidently stood up and waved, "Big Brother, I'm here!"

Lin Que vaguely remembered a man dressed in gray clothes at the dock.

He thought to himself that this kid was quite clever, knowing to wait on the ship and be ready to react at any time.

He immediately leaped up and jumped onto the opposing clipper: "Well done! I'll reward you handsomely when we get back!"

Chen Mu: “…”

Why did you come up here?!

With us so close, how am I supposed to get away with this?

Chen Mu took a deep breath: "Don't panic, don't panic, stay calm."

"There are still more than ten people behind me. Once everyone else gets on the boat, I'll quietly pretend to be invisible."

"It's just traveling on the same boat as the gang leader, no big deal."

Chen Mu looked at the other gang members with anticipation.

Then he watched helplessly as they leaped up and landed like dumplings being dropped into a pot on the boat next to them.

Immediately afterward, they untied the ropes, rowed the oars, and propelled the speedboat up the Luohe River like an arrow.

Chen Mu: “…”

……

Lin Que stood at the bow of the boat, staring in astonishment as his men sailed away, while the speedboat beneath his feet remained motionless.

"What the hell are you waiting for? Set sail already!" Lin Que was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets!
After hesitating for a long time, Chen Mu could only honestly say, "Big brother, I don't know how."

Lin Que: "..."

You don't know how to get on the boat?!

Chen Mu gave an awkward smile.

He was in a dilemma; he had originally planned to pretend to be a member of the gang and sneak onto the big ship.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Que jumped up straight up, without any followers.

He can't row a boat at all!
Isn't this a disaster?

The secret infiltration went wrong right from the start; how could they possibly continue?
Forget it, let's just get started.

Let's just kill that orange-skinned guy!
……

Lin Que glanced at his men who had vanished, then looked back at the series of dark figures darting towards him.

"Get out of the way!" He rushed to the stern, grabbed a wooden oar, and started paddling hard.

Chen Mu blinked.

Does this mean I can dive again?

If it weren't for the assassins chasing him, Lin Que would have kicked this useless piece of trash to death right now.

"Who are you associated with?!" Lin Que was furious.

"Master Zhang Yun, your brother-in-law." Chen Mu immediately put on a smile, trying to get closer to him.

He even raised his eyebrows, his eyes clearly indicating that we are family.

Lin Que felt a lump in his throat, and the orange peel on his chest turned bright red.

It's that bastard again! He's unreliable himself, and the subordinates he hires are unreliable too!

He had just been doubting this man's identity. Now there's no need to doubt him anymore. Only Zhang Yun in the entire Jinshui River region would dare to take this piece of trash!
"Hmph! I row the boat while you ride it, you're unique in our White Tiger Hall!"

Chen Mu gave an awkward laugh: "Ah heh... Ah heh... Ah heh heh..."

This lurking is really mind-bending.

I should have just used the mind-control smoke!
(End of this chapter)