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Chapter 299 Overpass, Rainy Day, Maybach (Seeking monthly votes!~)

"The Heavenly Punishment Society!?"

Upon hearing this name, Su Wanqing's originally cool face instantly turned serious, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Everyone immediately focused their inquiring gaze on her.

As the member of the squad who knew the most about the City of Injustice, her reaction itself conveyed an important message.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Su Wanqing took a deep breath and explained clearly, "The power dynamics in the City of Injustice change very quickly. Almost every month, old forces perish and new gangs rise. In the past, I would come here once or twice a year on behalf of my family to purchase materials. Each time I came, the overlord of the core area in the city center had often changed."

She paused, "But no matter how things change, there are always a few names that remain the same. The Heavenly Punishment Society is one of them, and it's quite troublesome."

"Tricky?" Qin Hui keenly caught the word and pressed, "How so?"

Su Wanqing shook her head slightly, a hint of helplessness on her face: "I can't say exactly how strong it is."

"Because they are very mysterious and very exclusive. In the past, when I came here, I mainly focused on finding and acquiring specific materials, and I contacted major trading companies and material suppliers. I had almost no business dealings with organizations like the Heavenly Punishment Society."

She tried to recall: "All I know is that the Heavenly Punishment Society's sphere of influence seems to have always been in the core area of ​​the inner city, rarely expanding outwards, but no force has ever dared to provoke them."

"They are like predators at the top of the food chain, indifferent to the infighting among other gangs, but the consequences are said to be terrible once someone steps into their territory or touches their interests."

"As for what that female guest said, the strongest new apostle of the Bauhinia Society was easily suppressed by the Heavenly Punishment Society."

Su Wanqing's face also showed a solemn expression. "If this news is true, the Heavenly Punishment Society's foundation and strength are probably far beyond our previous imagination."

The living room fell silent as everyone processed this explosive information.

The Heavenly Punishment Society, whose power is unfathomable.

In an instant, it became a huge shadow over the collapse of the Bauhinia Society.

This also became the core objective of their investigation.

Fang Qingyu tapped his fingers lightly on the rough wooden table, breaking the silence: "It's alright, at least we're no longer like the blind men and the elephant."

He then looked around, his gaze sweeping over every face, and said, "We need to get moving in the coming days. What exactly happened within the Bauhinia Society? What is the root cause of the Unjust City riots? And who exactly is this Heavenly Punishment Society? We need to investigate all three lines of investigation."

"The reward for last night's mission should be paid out soon. After we get the money, we'll split into pairs and our goal is to gather as much intelligence as possible in these three areas."

"Remember, safety first! If you discover anything, communicate it immediately and do not act on your own."

"Understood!" everyone responded in unison.

"In addition," Fang Qingyu added, "we are still nominally members of the Green Dragon Gang. If there are missions here, we can't completely abandon them. At least until the casino is fully open, we still have to maintain appearances."

"Yes!"

After the deployment was completed, everyone got up and left the cramped dormitory.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door, the chilly morning air rushed in.

Across the street, an abandoned warehouse that had been temporarily requisitioned to become a new casino was bustling with activity.

Several high-powered searchlights illuminated the warehouse as bright as day.

"Move it! Be careful! Handle that slot machine with care! If you chip even a single paint chip, I'll dock your pay!"

"Here! Put the safe in the corner! Cover it with a tarpaulin first!"

"Hurry up! The site must be cleared today!"

Liu San's hoarse roar echoed at the warehouse entrance, like a tireless worker ant, shuttling back and forth among the mountains of gambling tables, machines, and miscellaneous items, directing dozens of Green Dragon Gang members and temporarily hired laborers.

Sweat soaked through the back of his faded work clothes, but his face was beaming with an almost excited enthusiasm.

It was as if each piece of spoils had been moved in.

Everyone was painting a glittering future for him.

Seeing Fang Qingyu and the others come out, Liu Sanbai took a moment from his busy schedule to wave over, grinning with a tired but sincere smile as a greeting, before immediately throwing himself back into the intense task of directing the moving operations.

Dust billowed at the warehouse entrance, and shouts rang out continuously.

Fang Qingyu withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "Let's go. According to the plan, we'll patrol in pairs. Familiarize ourselves with the environment and keep an eye out for any movement."

The group quickly dispersed.

They each formed pairs and began patrolling.

Time slipped away in the monotonous patrols.

As evening fell, the setting sun cast a dim golden glow on the outline of the limestone area.

After finishing their patrol, the group returned one after another to the self-built house that served as their dormitory.

The living room was filled with the smell of cheap boxed lunches.

Just as everyone sat down around the old, worn-out wooden table to eat, Liu San burst in through the door.

His face and hair were still covered in warehouse dust, and his work clothes were stained with sweat, clearly indicating that he had just come down from the front lines of a bustling new business.

"Oh, everyone's here! Perfect!"

Liu San's eyes lit up, and a warm smile spread across his face. He greeted them as he quickly walked to the makeshift insulated container in the corner, picked up an empty lunchbox, and began to quickly fill it with rice and vegetables, muttering, "I'm starving! I've worked all day and haven't even had a chance to drink water."

He squeezed to the table with his overflowing lunchbox, plopped down, and wolfed down a few mouthfuls without caring about the heat. Then, as if remembering something important, he quickly put down his chopsticks, wiped his greasy hands casually on his pants, and pulled out a thick wad of gray crystal banknotes from his bulging work pants pocket.

"Here you are, Brother Yu!"

Liu San pushed the stack of money directly in front of Fang Qingyu, beaming with a hint of self-satisfaction, "The boss specifically instructed me to bring this to you first! Yesterday's battle was brilliantly fought, Brother Meng remembers it all!"

"I'm afraid you're short on cash since you've just arrived, so take this money and spend it. Eat and drink as you please, don't be stingy! Once our casino officially opens, we'll be rolling in money. The boss said that what's rightfully yours, you won't be shortchanged by a single penny!"

Fang Qingyu stared at the stack of banknotes in front of him, which smelled of a mixture of ink and sweat, and paused for a moment.

He didn't expect Lei Meng to act so quickly, and his move was quite generous.

Without refusing, he nodded and calmly said, "Thank you, Brother Meng, for your thoughtfulness and for making the trip."

Liu San chuckled, seemingly pleased with Fang Qingyu's gratitude, and waved his hands repeatedly: "It's no trouble at all, it's what I should do! You are all great contributors to our Green Dragon Gang!"

After saying that, he picked up his lunchbox again and continued to eat voraciously, clearly starving.

Chu Kuanglan watched with envy. While Liu San was eating, Chu Kuanglan went over, casually took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out and handed it to him with a smile: "Old Liu, have a cigarette to perk you up!"

Liu San's eyes lit up, and he took the torch without hesitation. He lit it with the fire Chu Kuanglan offered, took a deep, satisfying drag, and said with a contented expression, "Brother Chu really understands me! Thanks!"

Chu Kuanglan lit one for himself, took a puff, and asked in a low voice, "By the way, Lao Liu, there's something I haven't figured out and I'd like to ask you for advice."

He pointed to the warehouse across the street, still brightly lit, and said, "You know, we smashed up their place last night, emptied it of everything, and even arrested more than twenty people. Why don't we just go for it and take over that street too? There are ready-made shops there. We can easily set it up and start collecting protection money. If we expand our territory, we can collect more money, and we can save the money we're currently spending on renovating our warehouse. Isn't that a great deal? What do you think, Brother Meng?"

Liu San was enjoying the pungent stimulation of tobacco when he heard Chu Kuanglan's question. His smile froze for a moment, and a trace of helplessness and bitterness flashed across his eyes.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly exhaled thick white smoke.

The voice also lowered, carrying a sigh of someone who had been through it all:
"Brother Chu, you're thinking too simply. Do you think we can just take over the Gray Rock District's territory with sheer force of will?" He shook his head and said with a wry smile, "The Blood Wolf Gang's leader, One-Eyed Wolf King Biao, is the brother-in-law of a leader from the Iron Claw Gang! I told you about Iron Claw last time, right? They're one of the top gangs in the inner city! They've set up a casino here in Gray Rock District because they're fearless!"

“If we kidnap some people, take over a territory, and move the valuables, it’s considered a minor grudge in the gang rules. As long as we don’t go too far, the Iron Claw Gang will turn a blind eye. After all, their main focus is on the inner city, and this little bit of profit in the Gray Rock District isn’t worth making a big fuss about.”

Liu San paused, lowering his voice even further, tinged with helplessness: "But if we really take over that street, it'll mean taking away the cake that the Iron Claw Society has designated, and damaging their reputation! Do you believe that the Iron Claw Society's elite troops could arrive here the very next day? At that point, not only will we have to obediently give up the territory we've conquered, but we'll also have to pay a huge sum of money, and in severe cases, we might even have to pay off a few lives to settle the matter! That would be a real waste of time and a complete disaster!"

Chu Kuanglan was dumbfounded and couldn't help but swear: "Damn! So, when it comes to fighting for territory here, it's not enough to just have strong fists; you also need to have powerful backers and connections?!"

Liu San nodded vigorously in agreement, his face full of emotion, and sighed deeply: "Who says it isn't true? In this city of injustice, especially in a low-level place like our Gray Rock District, connections are often more effective than fists."

These are heartfelt words.

This caused a brief silence to fall over everyone present.

Sometimes, the complexities of human relationships are far more oppressive than mere physical force.

Liu San quickly finished his meal, wiped his mouth, and hurriedly returned to the warehouse to continue his supervisory duties.

Fang Qingyu picked up the stack of gray crystal banknotes that Liu San had brought, and under the expectant gazes of everyone, his fingers deftly unfolded and counted them.

A moment later, he looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Eight thousand."

This amount was an enormous sum for them, who had just arrived in the City of Injustice penniless.

"There are ten of us, which will be divided into five groups."

Fang Qingyu divided the money into five parts, one thousand each. "Each group will take one thousand as initial funding. The remainder will be temporarily kept by Wan Qing for emergency and public expenses."

"it is good!"

Everyone responded in unison, their faces showing relaxed smiles.

Although this amount of money might not even be enough for a decent meal outside, in this unjust city where prices are exorbitantly high and pockets are empty, having money in your hand does make you feel much more at ease.

Soon, the money was distributed to each group.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei are in the same group.

Wei Banmeng and Su Wanqing were in one group, Chu Kuanglan was in another group with Qi Hao, and Lu Jiuyuan was paired with Lü Chen.

Old Qin and Old Qiao, these experienced partners, naturally form a team.

Fang Qingyu solemnly handed the divided money to Su Wanqing for safekeeping, then said in a deep voice, "We'll start our operation first thing tomorrow morning. Our objective is to gather intelligence on the Heavenly Punishment Society, the Bauhinia Society, and the core area of ​​the riot. Be careful and stay in touch."

"understand!"

Everyone is gearing up.

Time quickly passed to the morning of the next day.

Fang Qingyu arrived early at the still noisy warehouse entrance and found Liu San, who was directing the moving of the last few machines with dark circles under his eyes.

"I'd like to ask my brothers for a day off today and go to the city to explore and get familiar with the surroundings."

Fang Qingyu got straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, Liu San didn't hesitate for a moment. He immediately patted his chest, his face beaming with enthusiasm and even a hint of ingratiation: "No problem! Absolutely no problem! Brother Yu! You guys go have fun! Relax! I'll arrange for someone else to cover the patrols! Don't worry! Is the money enough? If not, I have some more."

He reached into his pocket as he spoke.

Fang Qingyu quickly waved his hand: "That's enough, that's enough."

"That's good then." Liu San smiled. "Have fun."

However, Liu San immediately straightened up and said, "But if the Blood Wolf Gang makes any move, we'll have to trouble you to come back."

"It should."

Fang Qingyu nodded and said nothing more.

When I left the warehouse, everyone else had already left.

In front of the dormitory building, only Jiang Wei remained, quietly waiting for him.

The soft morning light shone on her crimson hair, illuminating her fair profile.

She changed into a black tracksuit that was easy to move in, her posture upright, and her clear red eyes looked at Fang Qingyu.

Fang Qingyu walked toward the rented motorcycle parked by the roadside.

A daily rate of 50 gray crystals is cheaper than taking a taxi and offers more flexibility.

He hopped on the motorcycle, started the engine, and the roar echoed through the early morning streets. Fang Qingyu patted the back seat: "Get on."

Jiang Wei nodded and gracefully sat down sideways.

She hesitated for a moment, but still gently wrapped her arms around Fang Qingyu's waist, and naturally pressed her body closer.

Fang Qingyu's body stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment.

Then it returned to normal.

"Sit tight."

Fang Qingyu gave a reminder, released the clutch, and the motorcycle sped off like a black cheetah, merging into the gradually awakening traffic of the streets in the gray rock district.

The roar of the engine was particularly clear on the relatively quiet streets in the early morning.

The locomotive drove onto the elevated expressway connecting the outer city and the inner city.

The view suddenly opened up.

Below are crisscrossing streets, rows of buildings, and further in the distance, the towering, brightly lit skyscrapers of the inner city.

A biting wind rushed towards them, whipping their hair and clothes.

The locomotive sped along the flat, wide road.

Jiang Wei gently wrapped her arms around Fang Qingyu's waist, her body swaying slightly as the motorcycle turned.

Her chin almost touched Fang Qingyu's shoulder.

After a moment of silence, her clear voice rang out amidst the roar of the engine and the whistling wind, reaching Fang Qingyu's ears clearly:

"How's your practice of the Heart Sutra I gave you coming along?"

Fang Qingyu was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

"I'm almost there."

As he spoke, Fang Qingyu glanced at the progress on the map.

[Detected a fragment of the Heart Sutra, Realm 99, currently activating (1/100)]

Fang Qingyu had never missed reading the Heart Sutra. If it was convenient, he would practice it before going to sleep, initially because it was given to him by Jiang Wei.

Later, it was because Fang Qingyu gradually felt the magic of this Heart Sutra.
Because no matter whether one is a martial artist, a martial arts master, or has awakened a new profession with third-tier combat power, the speed at which one cultivates this Heart Sutra is as slow as a snail.

This, on the contrary, fueled Fang Qingyu's competitive spirit.

I'm also very curious about what benefits one will receive when one begins to understand the Heart Sutra.

After all, this was the cultivation technique that Fang Qingyu had practiced for the longest time.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wei's clear red eyes instantly lit up, like two dazzling rubies.

A rare, extremely bright smile bloomed on that usually aloof face.

That smile was like a snow lotus suddenly blooming on an iceberg, pure and dazzling.

She unconsciously tightened her arms around Fang Qingyu's waist.

He pressed his body even closer to Fang Qingyu's back.

The scent, carrying the sweet fragrance of a young girl, gently brushed against Fang Qingyu's ear.

He leaned close to Fang Qingyu's ear and said
"Then you should hurry up and get started as soon as possible."

"Once I've mastered the basics, I'll..."

The words have not yet fallen.

hum! ! !
A deep, furious roar of an engine followed.

Without warning, a sudden sound rang out from the right side of their motorcycle.

At the same time, a sleek, all-black luxury sedan quickly cut in from the rear side.

Extremely fast.

It was almost right next to Fang Qingyu's motorcycle.

Fang Qingyu's pupils contracted slightly.

The body's instinctive reactions far outweigh those of thought.

At the critical moment.

He suddenly twisted the handlebars sharply to the right.

At the same time, he slammed on the rear brake with his right foot.

Stab-! ! !
The tires screeched violently against the ground.

The black motorcycle, propelled by immense inertia, swung its rear end violently to the left.

They narrowly avoided a collision with the front of the Maybach that almost slammed into them!

The enormous centrifugal force caused the car to tilt violently.

Fang Qingyu's knees almost touched the ground.

Jiang Wei, sitting in the back seat, swayed suddenly, and her arm around Fang Qingyu's waist tightened instantly.

Just as Fang Qingyu had steadied the car and was still shaken,

The Maybach driving alongside them, almost neck and neck, had its right rear window slide down silently, like a stage curtain.

The moment the car window rolled down.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei's gazes almost simultaneously pierced through that brief gap, locking onto the scene inside the car window.
The driver didn't have the panicked look I expected.

There were no surprised expressions on the passengers' faces.

There was only a large, dark tube with a cold, metallic sheen.

It was a fully loaded individual rocket launcher.

The rocket launcher's launch port was directly aimed at Fang Qingyu, who was standing very close.

Behind the car window was a face wearing a black mask.

Those eyes hidden behind the mask were cold, indifferent, and devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

It's like looking at an inanimate object.

No warning!

No announcement was made!

Without even the slightest hesitation!

Just as the car window was completely rolled down, exposing the rocket launcher to Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei's view, at that very instant...

boom! ! !
A deafening explosion suddenly rang out on the overpass.

A huge, orange-red fireball instantly engulfed Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei.

The violent shockwave, carrying scorching air currents, slammed into the surroundings like an invisible giant fist.

The metal railing next to it was instantly torn and twisted.

The road surface was blasted into a charred, shallow crater.

Thick black smoke, mixed with the pungent smell of gunpowder, billowed and rose like ink, instantly enveloping an area of ​​several meters in radius around the explosion's epicenter.

Squeak—!!
The black Maybach that had just completed its launch suddenly swerved amidst the shock of the explosion, its tires screeching and emitting plumes of smoke as it came to a stop in the middle of the road, less than twenty meters from the thick smoke of the explosion, with an extremely arrogant posture.

The blinding brake lights flashed amidst the billowing black smoke.

The four doors of the Maybach were opened almost simultaneously.

Four figures, like four ghosts, filed out of the car.

The leader was the masked man who had just fired the rocket launcher.

He still had the rocket launcher, emitting wisps of smoke, slung over his shoulder, watching the billowing smoke ahead with great interest, a mocking and teasing voice emanating from beneath his mask:
"Tsk, did they blast him to death with one shot?"

He shrugged, his tone carrying a hint of feigned regret.

"I knew it! Using a rocket launcher at such close range, especially with this special warhead, is a bit too much. It's just too unfair."

The man who got out of the driver's seat next to him was burly and wore a tactical vest that revealed his bulging muscles.

He rolled his eyes in annoyance, his voice low and hoarse, filled with impatience: "Don't you know whether you can blow someone up or not? You're just wasting your time."

The person who got out of the passenger seat appeared unusually calm.

He wore a well-tailored gray suit, his face expressionless, his voice like the scraping of cold metal:
"Stop joking around. The important thing is to arrest them and bring them back as soon as possible."

His gaze pierced through the billowing smoke, seemingly able to lock onto the target inside.

Yes, yes, yes!

The man carrying the rocket launcher rolled his eyes and tossed it aside.

They quickly followed the two into the thick smoke.

His aura rose step by step.
In the end, the three of them could no longer walk.

Instead, it flies.

It flew close to the ground at high speed.

In just a fleeting moment.
We entered the thick smoke.

But looking inside, there was only one motorcycle lying on the ground.

All three of them were stunned.

Where are the people! ?
The person who launched the rocket launcher immediately turned to the person to the side and asked, "You misplaced the force field!?"

"If it goes astray, do you think there's no one around right now?"

The man listened calmly.

She didn't pay attention to his words, but simply glanced around.

And not far from them.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei hid in the darkness in the shadow of the fallen motorcycle.

Looking at the scarlet titles above the heads of the three people.

His brows were furrowed.

These three are all Martial Saints
And he's a peak Martial Saint!!!
(End of this chapter)