Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 543: Concern leads to chaos
Sensing this extremely aggressive cold chill trying to penetrate into the body through the pores of the skin, the three people in the cell reacted differently.

The purple and mysterious Yama power gushed out from the deadly old demon's limbs and bones. Before it could disperse the icy white cold air visible to the naked eye, the rich internal energy was restrained by the metal shackles at his wrists and ankles, and melted like ice and snow in a furnace, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The old demon was suddenly restrained and felt choked with anger. His thick beard was covered with frost and his face was frozen pale and bloodless. If he had not practiced martial arts for many years and his physique was much stronger than that of ordinary people, he would definitely be frozen into shock by the cold air escaping from the crack in the door with only the thin prison uniform on his body.

Looking at the two big bosses in front of the iron table, they almost subconsciously made the same move as the deadly old demon. Yilushandu raised his hand and placed it on the shoulder of his apprentice, using all his strength from the [Brahma Sutra] to barely protect the two of them and get through the erosion of the extremely cold.

"what?!"

As if trapped in an ice cellar, Yirushandu looked at the deadly old demon in front of him. Without thinking much, he took two steps at a time, stood up from the chair, walked to the door of the cell, stretched out his five fingers to the handle and was about to turn it.

"Family members of the suspect, please stop your current behavior immediately and sit back in your seat! Otherwise, we will take coercive measures! Family members of the suspect, please stop immediately."

The camera in the corner of the cell flashed a high-frequency red light, and a cold reminder sound echoed in the room through the speaker. Yilushandu turned a deaf ear to it, twisted his hand hard, opened the heavy iron door, and was hit by a biting cold air.

In the long and narrow corridor, there were three teams of Flying Tiger special police armed with live ammunition. They were wearing heavy one-piece cold-proof suits and pushing two mechanical vehicles forward with difficulty. Each of the carts was carrying a rectangular metal coffin, which seemed big enough to fit an entire elephant.

The icy cold air that had surprised Yilushandu before was now continuously gushing out from the gaps between the two metal coffins, condensing into an ice shell on the special police's bodies, making crisp crackling sounds.

Seeing Irushandu suddenly open the door and appear in public, the already nervous Flying Tigers special police raised their rifles and aimed at the unknown Irushandu.

"Sir Nangong, it has been confirmed that he is a family member visiting the wanted criminal, the Deadly Old Demon, whom we arrested earlier. He said that he did something that was not allowed out of curiosity."

A tall and fat prison officer wiped the sweat from his temples with a handkerchief, carefully adjusted his dark blue beret to cover the embarrassing bald spot on his head, then carefully opened the door and reported to Nangong Yu, who was wearing a constant temperature breathing mask.

"The deadly old demon is visiting the family? I think it's the lawyer sent by the Rakshasa Cult to sue us, right?"

Nangong Yu put down the prison visit application form in his hand, looked up at the fat white correctional officer who was pretending to be calm, and spoke directly to the point.

"Yes, yes. The two family members who visited were members of the Rakshasa Cult. It was my fault that I failed to do my job well and was fooled when I was checking the information. I hope the superior will punish me."

Nangong Yu took a deep look at the fat white correctional officer and shook his head, saying, "The wind is the wind, the rain is the rain. I don't believe you don't know that the two of them are the Southeast Asian Brahma Society's nails planted in Hong Kong Island. Tell me, how much did you receive from the big boss?"

"Sir Nangong, you, what are you talking about? How could I possibly take money from a dead person?"

Seeing that Bai Pang was determined not to give up until he was punished and would not cry until he saw the coffin, Nangong Yu was too lazy to say more to him. He took out the boss's photo from the documents aside and handed it over together with the prison visit application form.

"You may be able to fool others with this clavicle disguise trick, but you think you can fool your colleagues in the Criminal Investigation Department? You should think carefully about how to explain it to the Independent Commission Against Corruption later."

Nangong Yu patted the fat and trembling prison guard, then turned around and walked out.

After exiting the door and entering the outer corridor of the prison, the outer wall of the entire prison is made of high-strength C60 concrete cast in one piece. In the Hong Kong Island and Kowloon Region, it is a special prison with a guard force second only to the Abnormal Human Research Center.

Guards armed with live ammunition stood in the watchtowers surrounding the prison. They were equipped with the latest heavy machine guns produced by Zhenwu Military Industry and the [Type 89 Machine Gun (Dragon Subduing Edition)] that was powerful enough to tear apart second-rate masters.

Zhenwu Military Industry is the best heavy industry group in the entire mainland. It is affiliated to the Wudang Mountain Dragon and Tiger Dojo. It has arsenals in second-tier cities in every province. More than three-quarters of the Hong Kong government’s armaments are purchased from Zhenwu Military Industry.

In addition, Zhenwu Military Industry is one of the largest sponsors of Wudang Mountain's "Eighty-one Fights", and is responsible for reimbursing all expenses incurred by local police forces in maintaining stability during the Zhenwu Fight.

This prison named "Kulao" built in Central, Hong Kong, which temporarily detained two top masters, Qin Huai and Li Shimin, is one of the clear evidences that Zhenwu Military Industry helped the Hong Kong government with infrastructure construction.

Nangong Yu walked along the outer corridor through several large building areas and soon arrived at the entrance of this prison.

Soon, without him having to wait too long, a bright lamp pierced the dark night and shone on the prison gate. A military jeep honked its horn, startling Nangong Yu who was resting with his eyes closed in the guard booth.

"Let go."

Nangong Yu waved her hand and walked towards the military jeep coming from the door.

"Third Brother!"

Following Nangong Yu's call, the military jeep slowly stopped and a calm middle-aged man jumped out from the driver's seat. He looked about 60% similar to Nangong Yu, but his edges were rounder and his aura was more tolerant.

"Sixth brother, long time no see!"

Nangong Yao opened his arms and gave Nangong Yu a strong hug before turning his attention to the thermostatic breathing mask he was wearing. He frowned and said, "Is it the sequelae of the self-explosion of [Water Ice Frost]? Fortunately, my father allowed me to bring the Dragon Tiger Pill this time, otherwise you would have to recuperate for another year or so."

After that, Nangong Yao leaned over and took out a palm-sized sandalwood box and a crystal sword with a sheath from the passenger seat. He said solemnly, "This is the last imitation divine weapon in the arsenal. You must use it carefully. The next [Water Ice Frost] will not be ready until five years later. If it explodes again during this period, father will be helpless."

"Understood. I will be careful."

Nangong Yu took the crystal sword with its scabbard and was about to pull it out to take a closer look when Nangong Yao held his wrist with one hand, stopping her movement.

"Sixth brother, your injuries have not healed yet, and your compatibility with [Shui Binghan] is not as good as before. If you draw your sword rashly, you may not be able to control the full power of the Heavenly Crystal, causing natural disasters and man-made calamities. If you want to use the crystal sword freely, you'd better swallow this Dragon Tiger Pill first."

Nangong Yao shook his head and stuffed the sandalwood box that he had carried back from Mount Wudang directly into Nangong Yu's hands.

"Okay, Third Brother is still thoughtful."

Nangong Yu opened the sandalwood box, and on the satin lining lay quietly a golden elixir with a dragon and a tiger crouching.

[Dragon-Tiger Pill]: Dragon represents spirit, and tiger represents essence. The images of dragon and tiger are ever-changing and mysterious.

Swallowing this pill can help the eater to control dragons and tigers, and to have the conscious spirit interact with the kidney essence to produce innate qi. It can then be mixed with the primordial spirit and primordial essence to transform into spiritual qi and spirit with qi, which will benefit oneself and enhance one's foundation.

Note: If taken by Yanbu Xingzou, it can extend life by 60 years and increase the awakening degree of any inheritance by %.

Nangong Yu picked up the [Dragon-Tiger Pill] and swallowed it. His whole aura suddenly changed drastically, as if a fire that was about to burn out was suddenly blown by the wind and more firewood was added, and the extinguished ashes were immediately rekindled and turned into a raging fire.

After a long time, Nangong Yu opened his eyes, and his big hands unconsciously grasped the hilt of the ice crystal sword.

This time, Nangong Yao did not stop him from drawing his sword. He just nodded slightly, and a soft light enveloped the two of them. "You have recovered well. Let's go. Take me to see the two troublemakers you caught. The military plane that brought me here is now on standby at the Hong Kong Island Airport. As long as nothing unexpected happens, you can escort them back to Wudang tomorrow morning."

Nangong Yao sat back in the driving seat of the jeep and waved to Nangong Yu. The two drove out of the gate and plunged into the darkness deep in the prison.
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"Xingzai, it's already seven o'clock, and Brother Hu hasn't called back yet?"

In the neighborhood welfare association room, Hei Zai Jie wiped his wet long hair with a towel and asked Bald Star who was mopping the floor nearby.

"No, Brother Hu hasn't come back since he left yesterday afternoon, and he hasn't called home either."

Bald Star stood up, turned on the faucet, rinsed the mop in the pool, and said honestly.

"This shouldn't happen. Brother Hu usually takes teaching more seriously than anyone else and never misses a class. He suddenly disappeared this time. Could something have happened?"

Hei Zai Jie put on his hat, thought about it, and decided to call Qin Huai again to ask about the situation.

"Beep, beep, sorry, the number you dialed is powered off. Sorry"

A sweet and gentle voice rang in his ears. Hei Zai Jie frowned and shook his head at Bald Star, saying, "I still can't get through. Brother Hu must have really had an accident."

At this moment, the TV screen in the room that had been broadcasting the news happened to cut to the exciting scene of the Flying Tigers special police intercepting the car of Qin Huai and others last night. Hei Zai Jie looked at the red sports car on the screen and felt that the person racing in the main driver's seat had a facial contour very much like his good brother Qin Xiaohu.

"Hei Zai, what are you looking at?"

After mopping the sweat-soaked floor until it was shiny, Bald Star came to Hei Zai Jie and asked.

"Xingzai, look at this car and the person driving it. Do they look familiar?"

Hei Zai Jie pointed at the unclear supercar driver on the screen and said uncertainly.

"Looks familiar. Is this Brother Hu? Why is he driving Miss Zhuo's friend's car? Do they know each other for a long time?"

Looking at the familiar jawline, Bald Star touched the back of his head and was also deeply impressed by the red sports car that appeared on the screen.

"I don't know, but I think they should know where Brother Tiger is. For people like us, we'd better be prepared for the worst. In my opinion, we should ask them."

Hei Zai Jie shrugged, and the phone in his hand rang again: "Hello, A Guang, do you have Miss Zhuo's contact information?"

"No, wait, let me ask Li Mei."

Half a minute later, the bespectacled guy, breathing a little faster, called out a string of numbers, which were written down by the bald man holding a pen and paper.

"Hello, is this Miss Zhuo? I'm Guang's friend. We had dinner together last night. You should still remember me, right?"

"Oh, it's Hei Zai, what's the matter?"

In the luxurious villa in Deep Water Bay, Zhuo Yue, who had a fashion design in front of her, picked up the phone and said politely.

"There is indeed something I want to ask Miss Zhuo."

Hei Zai Jie paused for a moment before continuing, "It's like this. Xing Zai and I were watching TV today and found out that the Hong Kong police are looking for a Ferrari F40. Judging from the paint job, it should be the one your friend was driving last night. I don't know why your friend was clinging to the roof of the car, but it was Brother Hu who was driving. If you are still in contact with Brother Hu, please ask him to call the Neighborhood Welfare Association to let them know he's safe."

"So, Mr. Taowu's real name is Qin Xiaohu?"

Zhuo Yue was very smart and immediately grasped some key information from what Hei Zai Jie said. She continued, "Mr. Qin did lead us to escape the police last night due to some force majeure, and was subsequently wanted by the Hong Kong Island government. But he is not with us now. At noon today, he said he had an appointment with someone and had to go to Repulse Bay to do some work, and he never came back."

"Miss Zhuo, do you know what Brother Hu is doing in Repulse Bay?"

Hei Zai Jie saw that things were developing towards the worst and couldn't help but speak anxiously.

"It seems like he made an appointment to discuss business, but I don't know who he talked to or what he talked about."

Zhuo Yue shook her head, with some apology in her words.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Miss Zhuo."

Hei Zai Jie hung up the phone, looked at the bald star next to him, and said in unison: "Repulse Bay!"
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Repulse Bay, villa area.

Two furtive figures took advantage of the cover of night to sneak through the gate, evaded the security guards' inspection, and reached Villa No. 128 where the incident happened during the day, the private residence of former gambling king Hong Tiebao.

"Hei Zai, are you sure it's here?"

"Of course, Miss Zhuo said that Brother Hu had just arrived at Repulse Bay at noon, and someone called the police in the afternoon, saying that a burglary had occurred here. But there are not so many coincidences in the world. In my opinion, this villa must be closely related to Brother Hu's disappearance!"

There were groups of policemen bending over to check the perimeter, roof and corridors of the villa, and standing up to communicate from time to time. The scene seemed much more grand than investigating an ordinary theft case.

"How to do?"

The bald star looked around and could hardly find any way to sneak into the villa without being noticed.

"First, find a marginal policeman and knock him out, then ask him for details."

After saying this, Hei Zai Jie pulled down his mask, and his movements were very agile.

Bald Star nodded, took off his mask as well, and followed Hei Zai Jie to the garden in the distance quietly. He aimed his hand at a plainclothes officer who was slacking off on his daily patrol.

bang~
The cold and hard edge of the palm collided intimately with the soft back of the neck, and the plainclothes policeman fell to the ground. Hei Zai Jie was quick-witted and grabbed his arms under the armpits and dragged him into a grove of dense vegetation.

(End of this chapter)