You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

"Not only is it Wang Shengxiong's territory, but Dave Trading Company is also a huge sieve."

This outpost also needs to be fortified.

“We will immediately send in our elite forces to address these two points.”

Luanfeng's voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable power.

“Our people are already in the action sequence, and we will select the most suitable and experienced members to carry out the infiltration.”

Chen Yang's gaze swept over the crowd and finally landed on Qiuniu.

"Very good, that's the basic layout."

Once each team is in position, immediately activate the silent communication channel. Qiuniu, you will be responsible for the overall command, dispatch, and coordination of information transmission between teams. Remember, before fully understanding the enemy's complete network structure, it's better to lose sight of the target than to prematurely reveal our presence. Be like water flowing beneath the ice.

"clear."

The crowd responded in unison, their voices deep and powerful.

"Meeting adjourned. Let's get to work immediately."

Chen Yang gave the order decisively.

The atmosphere in the suite instantly shifted from tense to efficient and flowing, with everyone leaving quickly and orderly. Xiao Wanlou was the first to disappear silently into the shadows of the corridor by the door, followed closely by Wang Defa and Li Mingrong, who exchanged technical details in hushed tones as they hurried away.

Luanhuang and Luanfeng exchanged a brief glance, then nodded to Qiuniu before turning and leaving the scene to mobilize and deploy other hidden forces.

Soon, only Chen Yang and Liu Yu, who had not yet left, remained in the large suite.

The sunlight streaming through the window tinged the floating dust with a pale gold hue, creating a serene atmosphere.

Chen Yang looked out the window at the somewhat bustling city, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Sister Yu, have you been able to contact Uncle Li during this time? It's been a long time since I've seen him."

Liu Yu was tidying up his equipment when he heard this. He paused, looked up, and a hint of hesitation was on his face.

"As previously arranged, he had been lurking in a pharmaceutical company called 'Baicao Shenghui,' ostensibly as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor practicing medicine and promoting 'ancestral secret recipes' for difficult and complicated diseases."

He's likely gathering clues quietly from within the organization. For a long time, he was only initiating one-on-one contact with me; only in the last week have we resumed some intermittent communication. He said he's cooperating with an internal health screening and is temporarily unable to contact the outside world, but his condition is normal and there's no risk of exposure.

"All herbs shine?"

Chen Yang pondered the name, his eyes suddenly becoming deep.

"This company is also on Kangping Pharmaceutical Factory's downstream distribution list!"

Although this connection may not directly point to the mastermind, at this critical juncture, anyone who has had business dealings with Kangping should be viewed with caution.

Liu Yu's expression also turned serious.

"He's always been in that spot, is it a coincidence or...?"

"Uncertainty; intuition needs to be supported by evidence."

Chen Yang turned around, his tone resolute yet tinged with seriousness.

"Give me the address; I want to go see him in person this morning."

Soon, Liu Yu handed the slip of paper with the address written on it to Chen Yang.

The location is in a satellite town in the northeastern suburbs of the city, separated from the main urban area by a river with a logistics belt.

Half an hour later, an inconspicuous silver-gray taxi carrying Chen Yang drove over the overpass on the edge of the city's bustling district, gradually moving away from the noisy main road and onto the highway leading to the suburban town.

The scenery on both sides quickly deteriorated from towering buildings to sparse old factories and flat farmland. The road was slightly damaged due to years of poor maintenance, and the wheels made a dull, intermittent bumpy sound as they rolled over the cracked cement surface.

Chen Yang leaned back in the uncomfortable seat, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but his mind remained highly alert. Within the Sumeru Realm, Li Rou's spiritual fluctuations were also being sensed in sync.

As the car drove through a desolate section of road near the riverbank, with only withered reeds on both sides, an indescribable yet exceptionally clear sense of "locking in" suddenly exploded deep within Chen Yang's perception!

"They have tails, and there are quite a few of them."

Li Rou's cold divine sense immediately issued a warning.

"Two black sedans were following steadily on the left in the same direction, about 300 meters apart; a white SUV had just followed behind on the right at the intersection, and there was about another one in the blind spot diagonally behind."

Her senses were like sophisticated radar, penetrating the steel plates of the carriage and precisely scanning for any malicious intent within a hundred-meter radius around her.

"master."

Chen Yang suddenly spoke, his voice calm and even.

"Do you see that abandoned farm machinery parts factory up ahead? There's a big locust tree at the entrance. Could you please stop here? I'll get off there."

The driver, an honest-looking middle-aged man, glanced at him suspiciously in the rearview mirror.

"Boss, this place is in the middle of nowhere...?"

"I suddenly remembered that an acquaintance's factory is nearby, and I thought I'd visit it on the way."

The money will still be paid.

Chen Yang took out a few bills and handed them over.

The driver took the money, asked no more questions, and parked the car steadily in front of a dusty factory with faded metal plates.

As Chen Yang got out of the car, a gust of wind carrying the smell of river water and industrial dust immediately hit him.

He deliberately stood still, as if trying to determine the direction, while his powerful spiritual perception, like invisible eight-legged tentacles, keenly detected the movements on the highway behind him.

Sure enough, after a brief silence of several tens of seconds, the roar of the engine suddenly approached.

The two black sedans following in the same direction were the first to brake suddenly to a stop, the sharp sound of tires shattering the tranquility of the wasteland.

Immediately afterwards, the white SUV and the dark gray sedan behind them also flanked from the left and right, instantly blocking any possible escape route at the intersection.

The car door was pushed open with a loud bang.

Six men dressed like street thugs, with fierce eyes and gait honed by years of fighting, got out of the car and quickly surrounded Chen Yang's lone figure, forming a semi-circle around him.

The leader was a bald, burly man with a menacing tattoo on his neck. He grinned, revealing yellow teeth, and laughed gruffly and triumphantly.

"Heh, kid! You've got some nerve, daring to yell for a car in this godforsaken place? You're really asking for trouble, aren't you? Why don't you drive a little longer and save us some gas money?" Another tall, thin guy held a gleaming baton, his knuckles white from gripping it so tightly.

"Boss, why waste words with this crippled bastard who's crippled Young Master Xue? Just kill him and collect your money! Master Xue said he's going to die!"

"That's right, kill him!"

"Young Master Xue is still lying in the hospital like a living dead. That bastard must pay with his life!"

A chorus of curses and profanities instantly enveloped Chen Yang.

Chen Yang slowly turned around, his gaze calmly sweeping over the thugs who clearly bore the Xue family's mark. There was no fear of being surrounded in his eyes, but rather a condescending, pure curiosity, and even a bit of boredom.

"With you... dogs raised by the Xue family? Xue Haonan not only gambled away all his pitiful savings, including his coffin money, but also incurred a mountain of gambling debts that he can never recover from. Now he can only lie there panting like a living dead man."

His good-for-nothing father, instead of staying by his sick son's bedside to wail and accumulate some good karma, had the leisure to send you all here to die?

The mockery and utter disdain in his tone seeped into the nerves of these desperados like boiling oil.

"Damn it! You're asking for it!"

"Abandoned him!"

"Get him!"

The angry curses instantly transformed into a frenzied signal for action! The bald, burly man, being closest, used his physical advantage to deliver a powerful punch aimed directly at Chen Yang's temple, the force of the blow whistling through the air. Almost simultaneously, the tall, thin man's baton whistled towards Chen Yang's ribs from the side!
Even an ordinary person, or a seasoned martial artist, would find it difficult to escape such a rapid and tricky cross-attack.

However, Chen Yang didn't even circulate the magic power within his body, relying purely on the reactions of his body, which had been honed through countless trials.

He casually sidestepped, his movements so fluid they seemed almost prophetic, as the burly man's fist, brimming with rage, whistled past his forehead. At the same time, Chen Yang's left hand shot out with the precision of a snake, his fingers instantly gripping a pressure point on the inside of the skinny man's wrist, which was holding the baton!

"Crack!"

A soft, chilling crack! The tall, thin man felt as if his wrist had been pierced by a red-hot iron clamp. A piercing pain, accompanied by a numbness that instantly drained all his strength, shot straight to his brain, causing his vision to go black. His entire arm hung limply, and the baton clattered to the ground.

"what--!"

The heart-wrenching scream had barely escaped halfway from his throat.

Using the force of the grappling, Chen Yang's body spun around like a top, and his right foot shot out like lightning.

The movement was so fast that it left only a blur!
"Oh!"

A dull, drum-like sound!

The kick landed squarely on the bald, muscular man's chest and abdomen! The man's massive body arched backward as if hit by a speeding truck, flying backward and spitting out a mouthful of blood mist in mid-air before crashing heavily onto the hood of the black sedan he had driven there. A large chunk of the front of the car instantly caved in, the metal twisting and groaning!
The bald, burly man didn't even utter a sound before collapsing onto the deformed hood, his fate unknown.

The power and speed of that kick shocked the other thugs who were still charging forward! It was too fast! It was too ruthless!

But their momentum was unstoppable.

Chen Yang's figure had already disappeared from the spot, and he rushed directly into the crowd.

The elbow strike was like a viper's hiss! It struck another thug's chin from the side, and the sound of bones breaking, shattering, and dislocating was clearly heard!

The knee strike was like a heavy hammer blow! It slammed into the liver area of ​​another thug who was trying to throw a punch! The other man was shocked as if he had been electrocuted, his eyes bulged out, and the force of the knee lifted his feet off the ground. His back slammed heavily against the concrete barrier on the side of the road, and he curled up, making a "hoarse" sound as he breathed out.

The whip-like kick lashed out like a steel whip, whistling through the air as it struck the third person's forearm, which was hastily protecting his head.

The sound of a "crack" was clearly audible! The forearm snapped at an eerie angle, accompanied by a piercing scream. The person was sent flying by the immense force from the leg, rolling to the ground and convulsing in pain.

In just a few breaths, five of the six people who had surrounded them had fallen, either unconscious or collapsed on the ground, unable to fight. Only the short man with a dagger remained, standing on the outer edge and not yet able to join the attack.

He stared at the devastating scene before him, a scene utterly beyond his comprehension. The fierce expression that had just filled his face froze completely, replaced by a deep-seated fear. His body trembled violently, his hand holding the knife shook like a leaf in the wind, and he staggered backward instinctively, as if he only wanted to escape from this man who seemed like a demon descending from heaven.

"roll."

Chen Yang glanced at him only once and uttered a cold word.

It's like a general amnesty!

The short man screamed and scrambled towards a car on the side of the road, not even caring about his companions. Trembling, he pulled out his keys, frantically opened the car door, started the engine, and swerved like a madman, fleeing back the way he came along the road, quickly disappearing into the dust.

Chen Yang didn't even bother to glance at it. He flicked away a few drops of splattered blood from the back of his hand, turned, and started walking along the road towards Baicao Shenghui Pharmaceutical Company. Why should you care about the owner's feelings when you're beating a dog?
however.

The very moment he took that step!

An extremely dangerous aura, a hundred times stronger than that of the thugs just now, suddenly descended! It wasn't invisible, but like solidified ice needles, fiercely piercing multiple vital points on his back!

The aura emanated from the dark gray sedan that hadn't been turned off and had been seemingly unmanned at the back of the traffic jam!
The car door slid open silently.

The figures of three men, like phantoms materialized from the shadows, stepped out without a trace of human presence.

They were dressed very plainly, in sportswear and windbreakers, and would not have attracted any attention in a crowd.

But the three men's gazes were extremely sharp, as sharp as cold blades, and they were firmly locked onto Chen Yang.

Their steps carried a peculiar rhythm, maintaining an excellent distance to cover each other. Each step seemed to land on a point in the flow of the surrounding air, exuding an aura that was cold, heavy, and full of a murderous feeling tempered by blood and fire.

These three people had even and long breathing rhythms, and their muscles contained explosive power and amazing resilience beneath their seemingly ordinary clothes. What made Chen Yang's pupils shrink even more was that they emitted a faint energy fluctuation, which was different from the blood and qi of martial artists and the spiritual energy of cultivators. Instead, it was similar to a highly purified and modified biological active radiation source!

Even more striking was the faint, bluish metallic luster shimmering from the leader's raised right wrist!

That was... a small piece of armor that looked like it was growing on the skin!

"A genetically engineered individual! And equipped with energy protective gear!"

Li Rou's warning resounded in Chen Yang's mind, finally carrying a hint of solemnity amidst its coldness.

"This level of bio-energy radiation intensity is several orders of magnitude stronger than the novice mercenaries you encountered in the abandoned drug factory!"

That protective gear is an integrated weapon! Watch out!

The moment he was locked on, Chen Yang felt a chill run down his spine! Pure martial arts skills were of little use against these people.

Without the slightest hesitation!

run!
The target—the rolling hills with dense forests and vegetation on the other side of the road!

He exerted force with his feet, and the "True Explanation of the Dao" mental cultivation method instantly circulated rapidly within his dantian, pure true essence surging towards the meridians of his legs! His figure transformed into a blurry afterimage, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, rushing towards the edge of the forest like a rocket! His speed was so great that only a faint ripple of air remained where he had just stood. (End of Chapter)