Heavenly State National Security Bureau.
“Bureau Chief, it’s bad!” Mu Huishou kicked the door of the Bureau Chief’s office and barged in without knocking. He shouted, “Merika’s Angel of Misfortune posted a new message on Weibo! It’s related to Young Master Dali. He said, he said…”
“What did he say?!” The Bureau Chief got anxious upon hearing that. He didn’t even question Mu Huishou’s barging into his office without knocking. He asked loudly, “What did he say?”
Mu Huishou gulped as he sweated profusely. “He said… He said that he is in Heavenly State. There’s a high possibility he is in Tianjing City!”
Hearing that, the Bureau Chief was stunned. He sank into the sofa and mumbled. “To think Merika would send the Angel of Misfortune over… How dare them!”
“Bureau Chief, what should we do?” Mu Huishou replied anxiously. “If anything happens to Young Master Dali…”
“I know, I know. Don’t panic.” The Bureau Chief was dripping in cold sweat himself.
If the other party used physical force, that was still okay. At least they could see what was coming. But the Angel of Misfortune was different. His curse was innate and invisible. One would not be able to tell when misfortune would befall upon them. The most important point was that they could not arrest him. Although it was known, there was no way to explain such stuff. Even if they arrested him, Merika could request for his release righteously—they couldn’t possibly arrest him for posting a message on Weibo.
“Bureau Chief, do you think Dali can make it through this time?” Mu Huishou stood in the corner. There was nothing he could do in this situation. “We are powerless when it comes to supernaturalism. However, I think it should not be that scary…”
The Bureau Chief took out a laptop. “I know it’s scary. We have to try even though we’re powerless! I heard of a world-class research report mention a classic ‘Sperm Theory.’ I can’t explain it to you in detail now, but you need to believe it to be true—Oh yes, what did Lucifer post on Weibo? Quick, show me.”
“‘Sperm Theory’? What’s that?” Mu Huishou mumbled curiously. He took a look at the web address and pressed “Enter.””There’s a lot of information in this Weibo message.”
The Bureau Chief stared at the Weibo message and frowned. He promptly took out his phone. “Dali, What are you doing?”
Hong Dali’s voice came through the other end of the line. “I’m at Chuyin’s laboratory reforming the car. Uncle Chief, what’s the matter?”
“Stop with the reform.” The Bureau Chief anxiously said. “Don’t go out in the car for the next couple of days. You can ride on Big Turtle, ride a bicycle, or walk. Remember not to take the car or drive the car!”
“Uncle Chief, what kind of situation is this?” Hong Dali held on to the phone curiously. “How does anyone go out without a car these days?”
“Just don’t touch any cars!” The Bureau Chief ended the call abruptly.
“What kind of superstitious rubbish is he trying to deceive me with?!” Hong Dali stomped his feet. “Asking me to walk when I go out? How can a qualified prodigal like me do that?!”
As he spoke, he felt a gush of cold wind. The people beside Hong Dali shivered, and Tang Muxin had goosebumps on her arm. Little Meow curled into a ball in her arms. There was obviously something strange going on!
Tang Muxin smothered Hong Dali’s arm. “Dali, since the Bureau Chief told you not to drive, you should listen to him. Although it sounds strange, I think Uncle Chief will definitely not harm you!”
“What’s wrong with all of you, acting so strange.” Hong Dali felt Tang Muxin’s forehead. “You don’t have a fever either…”
“I don’t care!” Tang Muxin’s eyes turned red. “I won’t allow you to go near a car!”
“Okay, okay. I’ll just stay here and reform the car. Okay?” Hong Dali helplessly said. “There should be no problem if I don’t go out, right?”
“You can’t reform cars either!” Tang Muxin pouted and was on the verge of tears. “If anything happens to you, Uncle Hong and Auntie Lan will die of heartache! Your safety is the most important thing!”
“Alright.” Hong Dali sighed. Tang Muxin was so worried about his safety, he didn’t bear to say anything more. “I’ll work on the voice control system. Is that okay?”
“That’s much better!” Tang Muxin smiled and started to instruct the lackeys. “Everyone, move the Granzon to the basement carpark. Increase the security, don’t let anyone near it!”
“I only sat in it for a while. I haven’t even got the chance to show it off yet…” Hong Dali was in tears. But he quickly snapped out of it. “Well, that’s it then. Let’s develop the voice control system! Yahahahaha! When we complete the development of this system, we’ll install it on the Granzon!”
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National Security Bureau.
A middle-aged man and the Bureau Chief sat facing each other on the sofa, both frowning slightly.
After a long silence, the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly. “Merika has made the first move. This is a troublesome matter. It involves the supernatural aspect of the ‘Sperm Theory,’ and Lucifer’s details has always been regarded as top secret in Merika. No one knows how he looks like or what his name is.”
“Yes. I’ve sent people to investigate. His IP address has been encrypted. We are not able to trace his location.” The Bureau Chief sighed. “A hacker nerd with an IQ of above 180, if he doesn’t appear on his own will, no one will be able to find him. Our country has some good hackers too, but there’s nothing they can do about him.”
After some thought, the middle-aged man suddenly asked, “How is the progress of the technologies that Dali is meddling with?”
“Everything is going very well at the moment.” The Bureau Chief slowly said, “The industry that makes money is of little significance. For those that contribute to the military, the research on exoskeleton armor has achieved considerable breakthroughs. The exoskeleton armor for combat has begun mass production. They are also researching expansion for virtual reality technology. I believe that it won’t be long before a prototype for a large combat robot can be created, although there might not be much use for it. Oh yes, when Mu Huishou drove the Valsion which was newly reformed by Hong Dali, we found something strange. The speed limit of the car is 540 mph, and according to the Mu Huishou, there was a mysterious force in the car, but he wasn’t sure what that was.”
The middle-aged man rubbed his temples. “Dali is definitely Heavenly State’s treasure. There cannot be any accidents. Send more men to guard all the places that Dali could possibly go. Send 50 people to protect him without his knowing. We can only do our best against Lucifer’s supernatural curse power.”
“Yes, I understand.”
…
An assassin in the general sense referred to a fatal attack on a target or a group (such as a family, a small group) by seeking compensation. This type of action may be a direct deadly assault on the target where the target was located. The target was usually a special person.
Their goal was to receive a certain amount of compensation, which led to the fact that it was not necessarily an act of righteousness. Attached to a specific group or some hidden organization. Killing in accordance with a certain set of rules. The disguise of their identity was usually ordinary, or the disguise was generally very common, and they were usually scheming.
Wen Bin was such an assassin.
He was attached to the world’s most notorious mercenary group, Sand Eagle. Dealing directly with the higher-ups, he would accept any high-level mission from Heavenly State.
Three years ago, he assassinated Li Xuebo, an influential businessman in Heavenly State, and directly caused the collapse of the Hurricane Technology led by Li Xuebo. Two years ago, he assassinated Zhuo Yongjun, a superstar footballer in Heavenly State. Tianma Football Team lost their star player and the game as a result. The man behind the job won 300 million US dollars from that game. One year ago, he assassinated Heavenly State’s renowned physics scientist Gui Yingjie. That directly caused the suspension of the production of nano-materials that Gui Yingjie was responsible for, and the country lost 1.2 billion.
To him, there was no difference between good people and bad people.
In his eyes, the only difference was whether they were worth killing.
Wen Bin was elated to receive this mission to assassinate Hong Dali. If he succeeded, he would be accepted into the management team of Sand Eagle and become Club J. In the future, he would be able to receive more money without putting his life at risk.
After conveying the mission to Wen Bin, Diamond K left. Wen Bin quickly dressed up and left the ordinary-looking house. He boarded his car which was worth about 50,000 and headed to Tianjing West City Basketball Hall.
Hong Dali will be there to watch a basketball match the next day. As a professional assassin, he had to be familiar with the place inside out.
Along the way, Wen Bin hummed as he drove his car. Even though he was on the way to kill someone, he was not nervous at all. Wen Bin was never nervous on a mission. “He’s just a lucky prodigal. Luck has nothing against bullets…”
Just then, while Wen Bin was driving behind a car in front of a T-junction intersection, the lights of the right side of the car came on, and a van drove straight past. Wen Bin quickly turned the steering wheel and managed to avoid the car. He lowered the car window and scolded, “Do you know how to f**king drive! Damn you!”
As he was scolding the reckless driver, the horn of a heavy vehicle sounded. Wen Bin turned around and saw a cement truck in front of him!
“Ah!!!” With these last words—bang—Wen Bin lost consciousness…
