A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 91 Good Afternoon

The surprise attack that took place in the Tao Zhu Building that night attracted great attention in the early hours of the morning.

In reality, the number of dead and injured in this building may not be comparable to the cumulative number of dead and injured from the daily conflicts between gangs in various places. However, the people here are all of very unusual status.

As dawn broke, the Southwest Council had already mobilized all its manpower to rush to the scene and brought almost every floor under control.

In the morning, the more influential council members of the Southwest Council had already received the relevant information and rushed to the meeting hall to participate in the discussion and decision-making regarding this incident.

"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

"These gang fights are usually minor squabbles, and we can let them go. But this time they dared to openly attack the leading enterprise in the Southwest community and damage the Tao Zhu Building, a landmark building in the entire Southwest. We must investigate this thoroughly."

In the conference room, a square-faced middle-aged man wearing a gold watch and a sharp suit, his face flushed red with disregard for decorum, shouted out his opinion.

Many people in the meeting room nodded in agreement, but their expressions were all quite unpleasant.

"If Mr. Fan Buchou, a successful entrepreneur, was also a martial arts expert with numerous bodyguards, and was still assassinated under such circumstances, then what kind of safety can be claimed in Singapore and Hong Kong?"

"It wasn't just Fan Buchou; several other directors who attended yesterday were also covered with white sheets, weren't they?"

Amidst the cacophony of discussions, a few words revealed their true thoughts.

Most of the people who are alive and sitting here don't actually have a deep connection with Fan Buchou. To say that they are indignant for Fan Buchou is more accurate than saying that they felt a similar fear after making a slight connection.

Fan Buchou's security force was definitely more stringent than the people these directors usually had around them. He himself was a ruthless gangster, and his men were all like bandits, yet they were all wiped out.

These council members couldn't help but feel that the protection around them was as thin as a sheet of paper, and that a bullet might fly out from somewhere and kill them as well.

An unsettling sense of panic caused the meeting room to become as noisy as a marketplace, until the chairman and honorary president, who were seated at the head of the table, exchanged a glance and raised their hands to ask everyone to quiet down.

Li Mingxia, the chairperson of the Southwest branch, said, "Although everyone has received the news, I'm sure you don't yet fully understand the details of what happened last night."

"Before we reach a conclusion, let's ask Team Leader Kong from the Security Department to explain yesterday's events in detail."

Everyone roughly knew that Li Mingxia had also attended the banquet yesterday, so she was a participant in it. Given her status, everyone was willing to listen carefully to what she had to say, and they all held back their silence.

Kong Qingyun, with black hair, wearing a suit and glasses, walked forward with a serious expression, carrying documents.

"When this incident happened yesterday, I was also in the Tao Zhu Building. It was I who commanded the members of the Security Department's Special Operations Team to ensure that the Chairman, as well as several directors including Chen Ying, Song Caiyu, and Li Liang, escaped danger."

Everyone looked at the people he had just mentioned, and they all nodded in response.

However, when Li Mingxia and the others turned their gazes to Kong Qingyun, there was a strange look in their eyes.

Kong Qingyun calmly began to recount yesterday's events, first listing the casualties among the core members of Tao Zhu Group, and then deducing the number of attackers and their weaponry from the destruction at the scene.

Finally, the conclusion was given: "This incident was a challenge from several emerging forces, led by the Shenzhou Brotherhood Society, to the established Tao Zhu Group. The result is obvious: the Tao Zhu Group suffered a crushing defeat."

The gold-watched director protested, "What kind of conclusion is this? Does your Security Department think this major incident should also be treated as a gang fight?"

"That's right," someone else exclaimed. "Now that we know who orchestrated the attack, we should arrest this person immediately. We must do everything in our power to prevent such a dangerous individual from targeting other important figures as soon as possible."

Tao Zhu Group is different from ordinary gangs after all. The presence of this behemoth in the Southwest community has long been a familiar feeling to these directors.

If the Shenzhou Brotherhood were to slowly plot and erode the capital over five or six years, and finally resort to some bloody means to replace the Tao Zhu Group, then these directors would not have reacted so strongly.

But Guan Luoyang had no time to care about their feelings.

His actions this time were so direct and violent that they not only dealt a blow to the Tao Zhu Group, but also suddenly shattered a piece of their psychological habits, making all the directors feel insecure.

Just as the idea of ​​encircling and capturing the fugitive was about to become the mainstream in the conference room, Kong Qingyun turned on the projector.

A series of explosions flashed across the large screen, along with flames, thick smoke, glass curtain walls, a long road at night, and streetlights.

A video clip briefly silenced the murmurs, and someone asked, puzzled, "Why show this?"

"Some of the cameras at Tao Zhu Group's site are still intact. After our security department collected the data from them, we compiled some reference suggestions for all the board members."

As Kong Qingyun answered, he picked up the remote control and said, "The footage from just now was the raw material of the surveillance footage. Those cameras can only support up to 24x slow-motion recording. The next segment is the footage after 24x slow-motion."

The pattern on the screen started scrolling again.

It was still explosions, thick smoke, and shattered glass.

This time, however, the smoke rose much more slowly, and every inch of the black smoke was clearly visible to the many council members.

Even the flashes of the explosion, the fireballs and arcs from the exploding electric bomb, seemed to allow these council members to see the process from detonation to full opening.

However, there were still some things inside that they couldn't see clearly.

They couldn't understand how the security guards flew out and fell in groups, and they could hardly see how those somewhat familiar faces turned into corpses.

It seemed like only a shadow flickered, and then a mess of corpses was left in the corridor.

The video feed switched to the main road outside the Tao Zhu Building, and this time they could finally see clearly that there were two people talking there.

Then, in the next second, one of them turned into a cyan afterimage whirlwind.

The conference room fell silent as everyone stared in astonishment at the large screen.

Everything displayed on the screen looked just like a scene from a movie special effects, but the security personnel told them that it was real surveillance footage.

They all recognized the man confronting the whirlwind as Liu Jingtang of the Tao Zhu Group.

Liu Jingtang was Fan Buchou's top henchman. These people also roughly knew that this kind of powerful modified martial artist could jump twenty or thirty meters at a time, exerting force of several tons.

However, the visuals were completely different from what they had predicted. The collected data and images were simply incomparable to what they were seeing.

Goo!

The sound of the director, wearing a gold watch, swallowing was clearly audible.

Kong Qingyun said from the side, "The person in the picture is Guan Luoyang, the president of the Shenzhou Brotherhood Society. According to our analysis, his maximum movement speed exceeds the speed of sound. He can sense the aim of guns in advance, avoid all the fragments of bombs, and fall from a height of 100 meters without injury."

He looked down as if reading a document, then glanced up discreetly, sweeping his gaze over everyone present, and said slowly, "That concludes my report. You may begin your discussion now."

There was silence in the conference room for a long time.

"What kind of modification technology did they use? Has the technology of True Spirit Machinery reached this level?"

Someone asked dryly, "But why doesn't the Social Council seem to have received any news about this?"

The youngest-looking council member suddenly exclaimed, "By the way, there's no video footage of Leopold challenging Yandu, but there are rumors that their arena was indeed damaged in a way that's hard to believe. Five minutes of fighting left several acres of woodland looking like it had been bombarded by artillery."

"Then what about Singapore and Malaysia..."

"Unfortunately, this power is not entirely achieved through modification technology."

The chairman sighed and said, "I believe you have also noticed that during the middle of the battle, the patterns and blue aura that appeared on Guan Luoyang's body, and the lightning flashing and colorless flames that flickered on Liu Jingtang's body, were not characteristics brought to them by mechanical modification."

"And after last night's events, there shouldn't be another modified martial artist here in Xinma Port who has reached this level."

Silence fell over the room again. Song Caiyu said, "I have checked the information on the Shenzhou Brotherhood Society and found that, in addition to targeting gang members who have committed serious crimes, the Shenzhou Brotherhood Society has even taken the initiative to crack down on some illegal and criminal transactions. Now, the employees inside are all law-abiding and excellent citizens."

Song Caiyu, a female director, spoke in a gentle voice, and her soft words seemed to ease the oppressive atmosphere in the meeting room.

The director, wearing a gold watch, coughed lightly and said, "So, perhaps we... actually... um, could cooperate with this President Guan?"

That's right.

The chairman and Song Caiyu and several others spoke one after another, each giving a long speech.

After a moment, Chen Ying said, "Actually, President Guan also has the idea of ​​becoming an executive director and contributing to the prosperity of Singapore and Malaysia..."

This is getting more and more off!!

Most of the board members were secretly thinking to themselves, their expressions shifting constantly. The shock was too great; they couldn't maintain the composure expected of someone in such a position.

When the chairman said those words, some people were so shocked that they almost stood up.

"Then let's discuss with this new friend how to handle what happened last night."

The conference room door opened.

Guan Luoyang walked in slowly and said with a smile, "Good afternoon, everyone!"

The conference room was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

This explains why the chairman and the others looked at Kong Qingyun so strangely before.

It wasn't Kong Qingyun who helped them leave.

In the early hours of the morning, Guan Luoyang somehow found them perfectly and cornered them all.

When facing Guan Luoyang, the people from the Ministry of State Security were of negligible use; they were simply let go after the other party had spoken with them.

Intimidation followed by appeasement, force first then courtesy—those in power are just ordinary people, and when it comes to actually implementing things, it's nothing more than that.

(End of this chapter)