In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 88 Zhao De Makes a Move
The old Taoist priest taught Lu Zhao that the art of power lies in influence, and that he should be able to see the interests of everyone and find suitable accomplices.

To understand the situation and the environment, one must also be able to decipher the unspoken rules.

This is why the teacher kept asking him to test the political attitude of Nankaido in order to choose his future path.

Now Lu Zhao finds himself trapped in a habitual way of thinking: he thinks most officials are bad people and that city officials must be unruly.

But Nankaido has already brought him to this point, allowing him, a mere lieutenant, to crush the leadership of an entire city.

One reason why a powerful figure wanted to use someone else to do his dirty work was that Lu Zhao's lawsuit was not dismissed, which shows that the power structure in Nankaido is governed by rules, and that high-ranking officials are not bandits.

So why do I feel that Zhao De would risk his life like a bandit, coming directly to kill and silence witnesses?
Who is best able to take the blame for him? It can only be his white-glove secretary.

According to the intelligence Lu Zhao possessed, the vast majority of the evidence pointed to Liu Zhihui. And the only one who could testify against Zhao De was Liu Zhihui.

Gao Tianxiong was probably hired by the other side to try and take Lü Jinshan away. The biggest beneficiary of the recantation was Liu Zhihui.

Lu Zhao finally reached the first floor, took a quick step and rushed into the torrential rain, heading in the direction where Lü Gao and the other man had fled.

Since the main roads were controlled by the border defense company and a curfew was imposed on vehicles, Gao and Lü did not travel by vehicle.

There were robbers blocking the way, and the route was obviously pre-planned.

The border patrol team quickly stormed in and soon suppressed the bandits, allowing Lu Zhaoneng to leave the firefight zone safely.

Just ten minutes later, the gunfire from behind gradually subsided.

The communicator crackled with news of the enemy's annihilation.

However, the fully armed soldiers could not keep up with Lu Zhao's pace and could only arrange for the vehicle crews to drive along the road, unable to go deep into the alley.
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On the overpass leading to the state district, Zhao De drove his black sedan toward the state district.

The rain kept pounding against the glass, and the wipers kept swinging.

He made no attempt to conceal his whereabouts and brazenly drove a government vehicle.

Suddenly, a phone call came in.

Zhao De glanced at the number and saw that it was Lin Zhiyan calling.

After the call was connected, a slightly anxious voice came through.

"Zhao De, let's leave it at that. I can guarantee you won't go to jail."

Zhao De asked, "Team Leader Lin, is this your personal will, or Chief Liu's?"

Lin Zhiyan has a powerful background, but that only prevents people from daring to touch her and ensures her personal safety.

The power of one's parents cannot be passed down to the next generation, and one must have the ability to control political resources.

After the deaths of the two Martial Marquises of the Lin family, only one banner remains, and at least for now, no one in the Lin family is capable of carrying it.

Encountering the same questioning twice in one day, Lin Zhiyan said angrily, "Based on what Lu Zhao dug up, I can send you to jail with just one word."

"Even if I can get the Federal Chief to help, Chen Yunming can't protect you!"

Zhao De was slightly taken aback, then revealed a helpless smile.

He knew that Lin Zhiyan used connections to influence events, a common and often the only tactic employed by scions of prominent families.

Matters involving the leadership of a city are things that ordinary people can't even come into contact with. Lin Zhiyan is, after all, just a college graduate fresh out of university; what abilities could she possibly have?

But Lin Zhiyan's background was far too powerful, much more so than he had imagined; the Federal Chief had even been brought out.

He was truly willful, and he also had immense influence and connections.

But are Lu Zhao and Team Leader Lin that familiar with each other?

A slight doubt arose, but Zhao De then thought of Lu Zhao's appearance, and everything seemed to make sense.

Appearance is a scarce resource, and Lu Zhao's appearance is among the rarest of the rare.

Countless outstanding cadres within the Federation have fallen prey to women, and the same applies to men, who are even more lethal than women.

Women wear makeup and dress up, but men rarely do. "Team Leader Lin, I haven't fallen so low as to become an outlaw, so please believe in my official ethics."

Zhao De's reply was firm, unlike his usual tactful one: "If the federal government wants to arrest me, I will turn myself in. If Comrade Lu Zhao can produce irrefutable evidence, then I, as the city executive, am also willing to admit defeat."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and sped into the outer district.

Zhao De never intended to kill Lu Zhao, let alone the special task force.

He is an official, not a bandit.

Although it would be easier to agree to Lin Zhiyan's request now, it would be too undignified.

He also became the reason why he colluded with bandits when he was desperate, which led to the young lady's forgiveness. In the future, others could bring up his past mistakes at any time.

Zhao De climbed his way up from a small town to where he is today, not by being obsequious.
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A bridge within the state area,
The rain intensified, and water vapor rose from the bridge surface, reducing visibility to less than ten meters.

Gao Tianxiong ran wildly, carrying Lü Jinshan on his shoulder, which felt as heavy as a mountain, making him pant heavily from exhaustion.

Suddenly he stopped and threw Lü Jinshan to the ground. The latter was already feeling nauseous from the jolting, and this fall nearly killed him.

"Hey! Boss Gao, why aren't you running anymore?"

A bullet flew from behind, the sound of gunfire mingling with the thunder, and a viscous liquid clung to the bullet's tip.

Upon closer inspection, a water snake was found coiled around Gao Tianxiong's body, from his waist to his face, completely covering all his vital areas.

For a second-tier superhuman, a major artery is no longer a fatal injury. As long as the internal organs are not damaged, they will not lose their combat ability in a short period of time.

Gao Tianxiong turned to look at the figure at least a kilometer away, which was almost invisible in the rain.

Just like before, they didn't give us a single chance.

He said, "No need to run anymore. Someone will come to pick us up later and take care of Lu Laohu at the same time."

Liu Zhihui gave him two tasks: one was to rescue Lü Jinshan, and the other was to kill Lu Zhao.

The latter depends on the situation and does not require a guaranteed success. For example, Lu Zhao chasing after them is an opportunity.

"Huh?" Lu Jinshan's mouth trembled. "He's a government employee, after all. What if the higher-ups investigate if we kill him?"

"No, no, let's run!"

If he is taken away and handed over to the municipal public security bureau, he can still say that he ran away. But if Lu Zhao dies, he will face a lot of investigation.

This is a matter of principle.

Gao Tianxiong glanced at him disdainfully. This man had become a slave since becoming an official, always saying "I dare not do this" and "I dare not do that."

A black sedan drove up from a distance and stopped not far from Gao and Lü.

A man in a black suit got out of the car holding an umbrella; the rain obscured his face.

Lu Jinshan is not dead?

Zhao De was very surprised, and his opinion of Lu Zhao rose even higher; restraint is a virtue.

But it's not a big deal; Lü Jinshan is still going to die.

He slightly raised his right hand, his fingertips tracing the sky.

Gao Tianxiong opened his mouth, and then he saw his headless body. Lü Jinshan was also thrown over by a force and fell into the rushing river with a splash.

It's the rainy season now, and the river is very turbulent; it disappeared in an instant.

A dazzling golden light pierced the darkness, and the golden flying sword sliced ​​through the rain curtain above the bridge, its light soaring into the sky like a shooting star flying in reverse.

Lu Zhao could see the person on the other side of the bridge with his naked eye: Zhao De, a federal official of the rank of director of the city's defense department.

I also witnessed the most powerful bureaucratic group in the federal government, the city executive.

(End of this chapter)