Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups
Chapter 528 - 307: The Intersection of Idol Singer and Murderer

Chapter 528: Chapter 307: The Intersection of Idol Singer and Murderer

Looking at the man in the silver-gray suit, Xu Hao cursed silently in his heart:

"Damn it, Zhuo Feng, this poser, acts like he’s so high and mighty!"

"Last time during the meeting, he even named and shamed me for my improper attire, saying it affects the organization’s image, which forced me to buy a suit this time, ugh! If it weren’t for Station Chief Feng, I would’ve dealt with him long ago!"

Fang Cheng’s thoughts stirred slightly, successfully retrieving information about this young man from Xu Hao’s memories.

This person is named Zhuo Feng, a Level 8 Official, and like the new Station Chief Feng, he’s one of the "parachute agents" dispatched from headquarters.

It’s said he possesses extremely high talent, especially in intelligence analysis and tracking, making him a standout among the younger generation within the organization, highly valued by the upper echelons.

But precisely because of this, he is very arrogant, always looking down on the local officers of the East Capital Branch.

Listening to Xu Hao’s "bold speech," Fang Cheng, upon understanding the situation, smirked slightly.

With your three-legged Kung Fu skills, you think you can take on a Level 8 Official? You’re likely to be crushed with just a finger.

Ma Biao’s smile remained unchanged, though a barely perceptible cold glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at Zhuo Feng, lazily saying:

"Yo, isn’t this Captain Zhuo? Quite the confidence, huh. Looks like Captain Zhuo has this operation all mapped out?"

Zhuo Feng snorted coldly, ignoring Ma Biao’s sarcasm, his gaze sweeping over everyone with a hint of impatience:

"Is this the time to be chatting? The meeting is about to start, everyone get serious."

Upon hearing this, the originally noisy chatter subsided instantly, and everyone sat down at their respective spots.

After scolding, Zhuo Feng turned and walked toward the front row of the conference table.

Xu Hao glared at Zhuo Feng’s back, yet again cursing under his breath.

The meeting room quickly quieted down, with significantly fewer whispers.

Fang Cheng keenly noticed that whenever Zhuo Feng’s gaze occasionally swept past Ma Biao, it carried a slight hostility.

Yet Ma Biao seemed oblivious, still hanging out with Xu Hao, smoking casually, with a laid-back demeanor.

Then, the meeting room’s door was pushed open several times, with a few people gradually entering.

One individual particularly caught everyone’s attention, dressed in black combat attire, appearing exceptionally agile.

His face was hidden under the shadow of the cap’s brim, unclear, but the chilling aura emanating from him was like a coiled snake, making Xu Hao somewhat uneasy.

Fang Cheng learned from Xu Hao’s memory that this person’s codename "Scorpion," is also a Level 8 Official, is a well-known assassination expert in the organization, skilled in various poisons and bizarre assassination techniques, with a peculiar and withdrawn personality and rarely interacts with others.

It is said that during a task, he infiltrated the headquarters of a heavily guarded enemy force alone, quietly eliminated their leader, and retreated unscathed, thus gaining fame.

As time ticked by, more people gathered for the meeting, totaling about twenty.

Everyone was waiting for the arrival of Station Chief Feng to preside over the meeting.

Fang Cheng, through Xu Hao’s perspective, captured the personnel composition and relevant situation of the Noah Organization in East Capital.

When everyone was getting a bit impatient, and the chatter gradually grew louder again.

Suddenly, a voice with slight flattery accompanied by footsteps was heard:

"Here it is, Minister Luo, everyone’s gathered, please come in..."

The hefty half-open door of the conference room was pushed open completely from the outside.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a genteel appearance, walked in with a broad smile.

"Station Chief Feng finally decided to show up..."

Seeing this person, Xu Hao couldn’t help but scoff internally.

Fang Cheng immediately learned that this middle-aged man is the newly appointed head of the East Capital Branch, Level 9 Official, Station Chief Feng.

But upon seeing the person behind Station Chief Feng through Xu Hao’s eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

It was a man not particularly tall but exuding an unusually prominent presence, like a javelin standing firm.

Approximately in his forties, with a firm visage and sharp eyes, commanding authority without anger.

He wore a well-tailored dark-gray suit, hands behind his back, walking with a steady and powerful pace.

Every step he took seemed to carry a thousand pounds, making the air in the meeting room heavier with every stride.

The once noisy room fell into complete silence at his arrival.

All eyes were drawn to him like iron filings to a magnet.

An unseen pressure pervaded the air, exponentially stronger than before.

Fang Cheng’s heart tightened slightly.

What a commanding presence!

The aura this man exuded was far beyond that of earlier officials.

Not Zhuo Feng’s sharp demeanor, nor Scorpion’s cold and sinister vibe.

But a purer, deeper strength, like an unfathomable abyss.

Yet it still radiated a palpable sense of oppression.

Wearing a humble smile, Station Chief Feng bowed slightly, gestured politely to the crew-cut man:

"Minister Luo! Your esteemed presence at the East Capital Branch to guide us is truly an honor that graces our branch!"

"We’ve been eagerly waiting and finally have you here, please take your seat!"