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Chapter 989 - 999 Turn Off the Music! (Third Update)

Chapter 989: Chapter 999 Turn Off the Music! (Third Update)

Again, it’s this Giger.

At this moment, Tang Zhong’s anger surged.

Is it really Giger who sent people to kill Old General Peng? How despicable!

Unconsciously, Tang Zhong’s skin became wild; he didn’t care that there were people under his fists and feet. He’s already asked what he needed.

The next second, the werewolf’s lizard head burst open, swiftly turning into blood!

Tang Zhong straightened up, turned his head, and said to the stunned Li Linglong, "Get someone to clean this place up!"

"Okay!" Li Linglong nodded.

But as Tang Zhong looked at the blood flowing from the werewolf and lizard, his eyes squinted again.

"Wait a minute!" Tang Zhong suddenly called out.

"Tang, what happened?" Li Linglong immediately asked.

Tang Zhong didn’t speak. He reached out his finger to touch the blood. It wasn’t a bright red color, but red tinged with blue.

But the instant the blood touched his fingertip, it vanished inexplicably!

This...this is too strange!

Moreover, as the blood disappeared, Tang Zhong felt the four Dragon Stones in him heat up.

It felt as if they sensed something!

Could the blood in these bodies be related to the stones?

The next second, Tang Zhong’s eyes lit up. If there’s truly a connection, it could only mean these people had contact with those stones.

To verify his guess, Tang Zhong observed the blood on the ground closely.

Could it be that a stone is in Giger’s possession now?

It’s possible!

"I need to find Giger!" Tang Zhong declared.

"Huh?" Li Linglong paused, "Where are you going?"

"To find Giger, to avenge the general!" Tang Zhong responded.

"You must be calm; I know Giger deserves death, but understand: Giger is from Yun Country. He’s the Commander-in-Chief of their agents. You might not even get close to him before being stopped by Yun’s people. I know you’re strong, but don’t forget, Yun Country was founded only a few hundred years ago, yet they’re developed highly, which means they have powerful cards up their sleeve. Do you understand what I’m saying?" Li Linglong explained.

Xuan once had Yan Chihuo, which made us strong. Yun is powerful for a reason!"

"No worries, I’m only killing Giger!" Tang Zhong said.

Li Linglong sighed deeply after hearing Tang Zhong; he knew this would happen!

"Alright, I’ll book your flight!"

He wanted revenge for the general, but lacked the means. Tang Zhong has it.

Soon, as Li Linglong booked the flight ticket.

Tang Zhong told no one and flew to Yun Country.

This time his goal is clear: to kill Giger.

He once vowed whoever kills the old general would be torn to pieces.

Thus, Giger must die!

Sitting on the plane to Yun Country.

Tang Zhong glanced at Li Linglong’s text: "Tang, this time we can’t assist. We have no intel on Giger’s location; be cautious. If anything happens, inform me immediately, even if the Dragon Group must mobilize to protect you!"

Finished reading the text.

Tang Zhong turned off his phone, put it in his pocket, and watched the blue sky outside. He’s determined not to let anything happen.

The plane took off.

Finally, after some hours, he reached Yun Country.

Tang Zhong disembarked the plane, saw the Caucasians around. He urgently needed to find Giger, but locating him wouldn’t be simple.

This time, he would turn all of Yun Country upside down to find Giger. If there was someone to help him, it’d be great.

Someone from the Yun faction major players!

Years ago, when Tang Zhong was the Dragon Group’s king, he’d met a Mafia person briefly!

Now, he’s in the right area, the territory of that Mafia boss. He should check it out.

Tang Zhong wore sunglasses and a dark robe.

He got into a cab and spoke in fluent Water Country language, "To...North Island!"

"Sure, no problem!" The driver hesitated briefly before replying.

The car started, emitting black smoke, speeding away.

North Island, where the Mafia stakes out, is filled with clubs and bars, a street that’s constantly buzzing.

Importantly, it’s the Mafia’s domain.

Once there, the driver stopped the car. Tang Zhong disembarked, paid, and gazed at the dazzling world ahead.

North Island isn’t an island, but a street—a street of entertainment.

Looking far ahead, lights were everywhere. Before entering the street, the deafening music echoed, bizarre graffiti adorned walls, skulls, and Grim Reapers.

Vehicles constantly sped by, mostly luxury brands like Ferrari, possibly rich kids driving with babes zooming by Tang Zhong.

On the roadsides, couples embraced, whether man-man or woman-woman. This street lacked laws; various romances could happen freely!

With willingness as a condition, Tang Zhong in sunglasses and a dark cloak looked somewhat out of place.

As he walked, curious gazes followed, people pointed at Tang Zhong.

Tang Zhong ignored them.

The person he sought should be ahead.

Finally, he heard a large club nearby, its entrance packed with luxury cars, heavy metal music blaring inside.

Tang Zhong stepped forward.

Ignoring the staff trying to chat, Tang Zhong entered the club, where colorful lights flickered, and electrifying music played.

The dance floor was up front, men and women dancing martial arts, some women barely clothed, possibly on drugs, some kissing passionately.

Many professional blonde dancers performed enticing moves, stripping bare and tossing briefs off stage.

Immediately causing a mad scramble in the club.

Overall, the entire club was chaotic.

Tang Zhong stood still, scanning the area; he was looking for the Mafia, but the place was too noisy.

He walked beside the DJ; the female DJ flirted irresistibly, though Tang Zhong wore sunglasses, his jawline screamed allure.

"Turn off the music!" Tang Zhong said.

The female DJ didn’t hear, "What did you say?"

"I said turn off the music!" Tang Zhong repeated.

This time, the female DJ understood, threw him a glance, "Fool!"

Tang Zhong said nothing; it was too loud. He needed silence, picking up a stool from the floor, hurling it at the DJ booth.