A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 191 Violet Governor

The murky water, mixed with blue liquid, gradually spread from the streets into the ruins, forming a shallow pool.

Jubei pushed aside a piece of concrete that was pressing down on him and got up.

Guan Luoyang noticed that his severely sunken and deformed face had returned to normal, and even the teeth that had been knocked out had quickly regenerated. However, his expression was extremely ugly, and he was breathing heavily, his eyes searching around for something.

After his gaze fell upon the corpse of the Oyama clan, Jubei suddenly looked up and stared at Guan Luoyang with a strange look. His pupils seemed to dilate and contract with Guan Luoyang's breathing. It was certain that there was no gratitude in his eyes.

Guan Luoyang found his expression somewhat amusing and tilted his head: "Are you thinking of...?"

"Were you just ambushed?!" Fachi approached and placed a hand firmly on Jubei's shoulder, scolding him, "You were too careless. It's all thanks to Mr. Guan that you were here, or you might have been done for."

Faki turned around and said, "Mr. Guan, thank you very much."

"Heh, it's a collaboration after all, no need to be so polite."

Guan Luoyang raised an eyebrow, tossed down the two smoking men he was carrying, and asked, "Did you find anything useful underground?"

"The underground base had already been emptied out, ambushed, and then destroyed again, so there shouldn't be any valuable clues left."

Farch approached and said, "However, the clones that Mr. Guan captured are far different from ordinary clones; they may possess something of value."

Guan Luoyang pointed at Harry and said, "He claims to be the mastermind behind this ambush, so perhaps he knows more."

Speed ​​is of the essence in war, so they had no intention of changing locations and were prepared to conduct the interrogation directly in the ruins.

Guan Luoyang floated down and sat atop the ruins. He flicked a finger, restoring Harry's ability to speak, and said, "Your ambush has completely failed. Do you have anything to say?"

Harry opened his mouth and said, "You didn't get anything useful out of that swordsman you captured on the bridge, did you? Did you think I was inferior to him?"

"Indeed, once you reach the fourth level, it is far more difficult to control your consciousness and make you speak freely and without reservation than to directly destroy your mind."

Fachi stepped forward. "But compared to that person, although you are both four-star, there is a clear difference in both strength and status. So you must be a smarter person than him."

Harry just stared at Guan Luoyang without saying a word, seemingly prepared to fight to the bitter end.

Faki dismissed it, continuing, "That guy wasn't capable enough. If he had betrayed the organization behind him back then, even if we had let him go, he would still have died. It was better to fight to the end and show loyalty, which might have secured some benefits for his family or something."

"And if you're willing to sell some valuable information, then we'll launch a more targeted attack on the organization behind you. With your abilities, you'd have a much better chance of finding a new place to live amidst the chaos than that person."

Harry's eyes remained unchanged, but Favre noticed that the lines of his jaw tightened slightly, knowing that he was beginning to waver.

'He actually took that to heart; it seems there aren't many people in that organization more skilled than him.'

Fage pondered for a moment, then said, "If you feel that the guarantees we've made, and even the old nobles behind us, aren't reliable enough, then you can invite the governor over to participate in this matter as well."

Alternatively, you could choose to surrender to the governor. His position after taking office is awkward; he seems to be playing both sides, but in reality, neither side can truly trust him, and everyone wants to limit his development. At this time, if a four-star fighter with many secrets is willing to join his ranks, he will definitely cherish that opportunity immensely.

Harry was persuaded and turned to Fudge, saying, "The ambush plan has failed, and the organization will find out soon. If you send me to the governor immediately, I can consider giving him some information as leverage for his cooperation with you."

Faki and Guan Luoyang exchanged a glance and promised, "Okay, let's go now."

Guan Luoyang personally grabbed Harry by the back of the neck and lifted him up.

Guan Luoyang's grip was heavy. Harry had wanted to calm his chaotic thoughts while traveling this distance, but Guan Luoyang's grab made his mind even more disordered, as if countless colorful yarns were tangled up and being dragged around. He felt completely dazed, his eyelids drooping, bringing a heavy darkness to his eyes.

He vaguely sensed that he was speeding across the tops of many buildings and soon approached a luxurious manor. He could hear Faki and his men communicating with the security personnel there.

When he was released again and regained some consciousness, he found himself in a spacious and bright office, slumped in an ergonomic chair, unable to move his limbs.

The soft lighting illuminated the entire space. Apart from a few potted plants in the corner, the spacious room contained only a desk and the person sitting behind it.

The current governor of Violet State, Brad, is someone who pays attention to enjoyment and self-care in his daily life, and he still looks quite young.

His short, golden-white hair was meticulously styled, and there was hardly any noticeable stubble on his chin. The contact lenses with a colored contact lens effect made his eyes appear as focused and bright as the deep blue sea.

"Mr. Harry, I've actually been following you before, but I never imagined that such a small sheriff's office would harbor such an outstanding four-star fighter. And your second identity is even more astonishing."

Brad rested his elbows on the table, his fingers interlaced into fists, and pressed them against his chin. His tone was gentle. "An underground organization that clones fighters in large numbers is indeed something I, as governor, have to pay attention to. But if you want me to provide you with shelter, you'll need to show your sincerity."

Harry snapped out of his daze, but his head was throbbing. He stared blankly for a moment before finally saying, "Let them go out first. I can only give you my message for now."

Guan Luoyang and the others seemed to have no objections. Harry could sense that the people around and behind him had left the room.

The large room fell silent again.

After a long silence, Harry, his head throbbing and spinning, shook it violently, and then heard Brad tapping the table.

"Mr. Harry, they've left, and I assure you, even the most powerful fighter wouldn't be able to eavesdrop on our conversation in this room, even if it's just a wall away."

"You really can't hear me?" Harry said irritably.

Brad said, "Of course, the governor's office is inspected for quality by the secret forces of the United States of Boston. You shouldn't forget that."

Harry couldn't stand the churning sensation in his head any longer. He also felt a strong urge to vomit and couldn't think straight. He shouted, "Then what are you talking about? Why aren't you trying to save me?"

Brad chuckled. "Oh? How am I supposed to save you if you don't give me any information?"

"I'm in a bad state right now and can't come up with a very good explanation. If they ask, just try to fool them."

Harry gagged as he spoke, quickening his pace, "But you have to ask the boss first. Guan Luoyang's full-power state might not be something a typical four-star fighter can describe. The others aren't just simple fighters either; they all have special abilities."

"If the boss doesn't have enough manpower, my suggestion is to temporarily stop considering ambush and wipe them out. You can hide for a while. Anyway, with you mixed in with them, there's a lot of room for maneuver."

"Fine, fine, whatever you and the boss come up with, the boss will handle it anyway. Just try to make me feel better first. My head feels like it's being mashed into the worst vegetable soup, with seventy or eighty cans of spoiled guacamole poured into it!!!"

Brad walked out from behind his desk, patted Harry on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I'll get you comfortably settled in a safe place soon. It's just that I've run into some issues lately, and the ways I contact my boss haven't been working."

"Please tell me your contact information first."

Just then, Harry's indescribable dizziness subsided slightly, and he exclaimed incredulously, "What's inconvenient about you contacting your boss? Even if the president were standing here, he wouldn't find it strange that you two met..."

His shouts stopped abruptly, the chair beneath him creaked and shook as his body convulsed, and his face, blank and pale, lifted and turned to look at Brad.

"You, you, you're wrong, who are you?"

In Harry's eyes, Brad's azure pupils seemed slightly distorted, and the skin around his eyes also appeared slightly twisted.

Do not!

This Violet Governor was living in a distorted and bizarre scene.

"Huh, he actually managed to regain consciousness? As expected, my unorthodox methods are just unreliable."

The illusion created by the interference of mental energy with the light was removed.

The set design of the Violet Governor's office is like peeling off a sticker to reveal the truth hidden behind it.

This is just an empty room in an unfinished building next to the New District Public Security Bureau. There are still many words used by the workers to mark the walls and ceilings. The exposed concrete has not even been tiled.

The person who had shed that illusion—Guan Luoyang—stood before Harry.

Forced mental manipulation failed, so Guan Luoyang had no choice but to resort to some underhanded tactics.

"Come on, be a good girl, tell me the last bit of valuable information, and then you can go to sleep."

The target was this kind of scoundrel who took pride in sadism and cunning, completely unburdened by guilt. Guan Luoyang smiled and patted his head, "Speak!"

Harry stared at him blankly, then suddenly let out a scream that sounded like it was about to shatter the ceiling.

He's just a fool who can't adapt to high-level gameplay and can only use justice and kindness to disguise himself!

This idiot, whom I've dealt with countless times before, actually fooled himself!

At the end of his scream, Harry suddenly relaxed, sliding off the ergonomic chair like a lump of mud onto the floor, his pupils dilated.

"Hmm, are you furious?"

Guan Luoyang shook his head and said to Fachi, "Let's not delay, let's go and visit that governor first."

(End of this chapter)