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Chapter 583: The Funeral Director!

Chapter 583: Chapter 583: The Funeral Director!

Meanwhile, at the Lin City police precinct.

All the police were busy at work.

Including Luo Shui.

There were quite a few male officers around.

The organization had given an order to ensure Tang Zhong’s safety.

Because of this, a special task force had been set up within their precinct.

At that moment, Luo Shui was staring intently at her computer.

A nearby police officer muttered, "Sister Luo, the organization has commanded us to bring Tang Zhong back now; if we don’t, something bad will happen!"

Luo Shui continued to look at her computer, paying no attention.

"Sister Luo, you’re not really mad at that guy, are you? This isn’t good at all; after all, he’s the one we’re supposed to protect!" another officer chimed in.

Faced with the questions of those around her, Luo Shui finally looked up from her computer and said, "That kind of person, who has no capability yet loves to show off, doesn’t need to be bothered with. When he gets scared by those assassins, he’ll come back on his own."

Just then, a police officer rushed in urgently.

He was also a member of the task force.

"Sister Luo, something happened!" The officer was gasping for air.

"What’s happened? Could it be that Tang Zhong is in trouble?" Luo Shui was genuinely alarmed this time. It was supposed to be just a playful spat with the guy, but if something had actually happened to him, then everything would be ruined.

"No, Sister Luo, it’s the assassins we were monitoring—they’re all dead. Tonight, on-duty brothers received a call about dead bodies, so they all went over there, and to our horror, it turned out to be the assassins we were monitoring; they were all dead!" explained the officer.

"What?" Luo Shui couldn’t believe it.

The officer then took out several photos, "These are from the crime scene, Sister Luo, you need to take a look at this!"

Luo Shui immediately took the photos and began to examine them closely, her heart pounding as she observed the gruesome images of the deceased. These were the assassins they had been tracking, and the chilling state of their corpses suggested they had met a formidable foe.

"What about the protective target?" Luo Shui asked.

"That person, we can’t find him anymore!" replied the officer.

"What?" Luo Shui panicked and quickly rose to her feet, "Right now, everyone follow me out; we need to find the person the organization wants us to protect at all costs—do not screw this up, got it?"

"Yes!"

All the police began to mobilize.

Even though Luo Shui disliked Tang Zhong, he was, after all, someone assigned by the organization. If anything happened to him, the situation would be disastrous, and they couldn’t afford to let such an event occur.

At that very moment, within Lin City.

The killing continued.

Tang Zhong was holding the Leifeng Pagoda spire, which was taller than him, and at this moment, its tip exposed and covered in blood.

He had just emerged from a sauna room after killing a man covered in tattoos, his blood nearly turning the entire room red.

The man was known as Qing Hu, ranked ninth on the national hit list!

"Finally, I’ve encountered someone from the hit list!" Tang Zhong chuckled coldly.

"Including this one, that makes thirty-six assassins!" Tang Zhong murmured.

Then he took out his phone, which functioned like a small computer, enabling him to access the Assassin Forum.

He saw that the prices on the national Assassin Forum hadn’t changed much, which meant that the news of these assassins’ deaths was still unknown to anyone.

He knew that by tomorrow, the forum’s prices would undoubtedly surge, but no matter how high they went, it remained to be seen if anyone would dare to take the job.

Turning to the international forums, the bounty on him had now risen to fifty million.

Among the thirty-six assassins were quite a few from abroad, indicating that the international community was more informed than the domestic Spirit Communication folks. It seemed like many assassins were about to make their move.

Afterward, Tang Zhong, brandishing the tip of Leifeng Pagoda, continued to lunge forward.

Continuing to kill assassins.

Wherever he went, there was utter chaos.

Because like the Grim Reaper, wherever he went, souls were reaped.

In a nightclub.

Tang Zhong suddenly felt an intense killing intent.

It was a surge of killing intent even fiercer than before, likely not from an ordinary person.

Immediately gripping the tip of Leifeng Tower, Tang Zhong walked in.

The doorkeepers didn’t let him in, but with a sweep of the tower’s tip, he blew the doors of the nightclub wide open.

The guards then picked up their walkie-talkies, ready to start calling for help.

At that moment, in the nightclub, under the pounding heavy metal music, the entire place seemed as if it were set ablaze, with men and women of all kinds either snorting powder or kissing each other, not to mention the many gays and lesbians, and two beautiful women touching each other’s breasts.

This was the nightclub, after all, it was the most disorienting one in Lin City.

At that very moment, Zhang Li was in the nightclub, drinking with friends, with a beauty in his arms.

Zhang Li had been previously taken away, to the police station, where all sorts of evidence had been brought out against him. His tax evasion was serious, and he had to pay up in the shortest time or his company would be seized. Reluctantly, Zhang Li had to fork out the money, feeling extremely disgruntled. Thus, he had arranged to drown his sorrows here, and then see if there were any new girls online to have a good time with at night.

Next to him, a fatty inquired, "Bro Li, what happened, how did you end up in the police station?"

Under the music, his voice seemed especially feeble.

Zhang Li gulped down a bottle of liquor, "Damn it, don’t bring it up. I encountered a woman like Su Mingya who actually picked a fight with me over her boyfriend, a guy from Xuanjing City. I called the police, but those cops were as stupid as they come, ignoring the brawler and arresting me instead. Motherf*****, what a bunch of bastards!"

"Alright, Bro Li, you can’t beat the police. Didn’t you say someone from Xuanjing City has offended you? Do you know where that person is? I know Brother Guo from Lin City; do you want him to send someone to ’take care’ of that Xuanjing City person?" the fatty beside him offered.

"You know Brother Guo?" Zhang Li’s eyes lit up. Brother Guo was a legendary figure in Lin City’s underworld.

One could say that Brother Guo was now Lin City’s underworld overlord.

"Just recently got to know him. As long as you have the money ready, Brother Guo will certainly help you!" the fatty claimed.

"That’s fantastic, I’m willing to spend a million to hope Brother Guo would take that guy down for me!" Zhang Li declared.

"Sure thing, these are trivial matters. Once I get back, I’ll report to Brother Guo, and you just wait for your revenge. A guy from Xuanjing City dares to cause trouble in our Lin City; he thinks too highly of himself!" the fatty remarked.

The two continued drinking.

"I’m gonna take a leak!" Zhang Li said, getting up.

Suddenly, a person in a cloak hurriedly brushed past them, accidentally knocking Zhang Li to the ground.

Twice in one day, Zhang Li was bumped into for no good reason; this time, the collision floored him, and he could not contain his anger any longer.

"You... you’re looking for death!" he shouted, getting up from the ground and cursing the cloaked figure.

But the person in the cloak didn’t even acknowledge him, instead looking nervously outside the nightclub and turning to leave.

"You think you can just walk away? Dream on!" Zhang Li grabbed at the man’s cloak, determined not to let him leave this time unless he apologized on his knees.

But at that moment, the cloaked man turned around, revealing a face full of tattoos, "If you don’t want to die, get lost!"

The ghastly face was terrifying.

Frightened, Zhang Li cried out and stepped back; the other’s presence was overwhelming.

This was definitely a formidable character.

Right then, the cloaked man turned to flee, feeling a murderous aura close by.

However, at that moment, from the doorway, someone approached, "Gravedigger, you’re in such a hurry to leave?"

Entering through the doorway, holding the tip of Leifeng Pagoda in his hand, Tang Zhong walked in, a smile plastered on his face.