Chapter 1602 - 1616: Underground Hunter

Chapter 1602: Chapter 1616: Underground Hunter

"No, don’t kill me."

"When Xiao Xiao begged you, did you spare her?"

Lin Mu sneered and stepped forward, slashing another blade, "When those people you killed begged you, did you spare them? Forcing good people into whoredom, smuggling, and drug trafficking; over the years, you’ve committed all sorts of evil acts, yet you’ve remained at large. Do you really think just because the police haven’t caught you, you’re safe? People act, and the heavens watch. Retribution comes, but not when it’s expected. Remember, if you can reincarnate in your next life, be a good person!"

"Whoosh!" A cold blade flashed, and in the next moment, a massive head unsurprisingly rolled onto the ground, red and white fluids spilling out...

The three big shots stared blankly at Master Gang’s tragic death, and only after a long pause did they regain their senses. The next moment, they all clutched their chests, vomiting uncontrollably, their faces turning pale. Meanwhile, Lin Mu had already returned to his Bugatti parked three kilometers away.

"Master Gang is dead. Besides Cheng Xu and Ghost Zhong, anyone who could harm you is also dead. Better to kill wrongly than let go wrongly, Xiao Xiao, was I a bit cruel in doing this? But it seems justified; even if they weren’t the ones who harmed you, they were still vicious criminals, deserving of death."

Lin Mu murmured to himself and closed his eyes, unexpectedly drifting back to sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, the sky had already darkened. It was unclear when, but a light rain had started to fall. The drizzle hitting the car window blurred his vision. Lin Mu frowned slightly; he had intended to infiltrate the detention center tonight to kill Ghost Zhong, but with such moonless weather, it didn’t seem suitable for action.

He took out his phone to check; there were more than a dozen missed calls: Lei Xiaojiao, Song Yanan, Sophie, and Liu Genyou, Cheng Xu... Lin Mu was astonished, not realizing that unwittingly, he had become entangled with so many people. He sighed and deleted all the missed calls with names, eyeing the two remaining unknown numbers. After a moment of contemplation, he dialed back; the first didn’t even show a region—it was definitely a scam call, so Lin Mu hung up. But after the second one rang three times, a clear voice came through the receiver: "We’ve found the person, are you coming?"

"Oh, worthy of the Underground Hunter Organization, their efficiency truly is high."

Lin Mu smirked, his brow relaxing slightly.

However, half an hour later, his cheerful mood turned sour again.

"This is the person you found?" Lin Mu spat, feeling a bit like swearing.

The night rain was refreshingly cool, as Yang Xiaoqian held up an oil-paper umbrella, her long hair pinned to the back of her head. She wore an off-white sleeveless cheongsam embroidered with a few lotus flowers, accentuating her sexy figure while adding a touch of elegance and grace.

"Precisely, it was a scavenger who found him. However, when he was about to report it, our people happened to pass by."

Yang Xiaoqian twisted her fingers, rotating the umbrella and sprouting tiny droplets. "We have special identification methods. We can absolutely assure you, this person is the Life-Taking Ghost King, so you needn’t doubt his identity at all."

"I naturally trust the methods of the Underground Hunter Organization."

Lin Mu nodded and then squinted, looking towards the corpse in the ditch that seemed like an inflated leather, entirely unrecognizable as a human. He said, "How did this Ghost King die? Great Power Vajra Finger or Formless Wisdom Palm... Damn, to be tortured like this, the perpetrator truly is an inhumane bastard!"

"Oh, your adoptive father spoke highly of you, yet you can’t even discern such a simple cause of death."

Yang Xiaoqian sneered disdainfully, while Lin Mu wore a humble expression eager to learn more, speaking slowly: "The Ghost King’s skeleton wasn’t shattered with Inner Strength, otherwise his skin couldn’t stay so intact. Have you noticed that his flesh turned completely into fat? This is evidently the handiwork of the Southwest Yin Yang Sect, transforming a master into a Human Pill. When the time is right, they absorb his bone marrow and allow his blood and flesh essence, incorporating the Human Pill’s entire strength for personal use..."

"Impressive, impressive! Master Lan’s ’adoptive’ girl in the Underground Hunter Organization truly is well-versed and insightful."

Not sparing a glance at the Ghost King turned into medicine residue, Lin Mu raised his eyebrows and approached Yang Xiaoqian, saying, "Hey, beauty, any interest in being an ’adoptive’ sister to me? Full board, favorable treatment, and the five insurances and housing fund, dear!"

The emphasis on the word "adoptive" made its sleazy innuendo unmistakable.

"Sorry, not interested at all!"

Yang Xiaoqian scoffed, turning away, her fingers gripping the umbrella handle visibly turning pale with force. If not for the Underground Hunter Organization’s rules, protecting the subjects of direct transactions with the manager during the trading period, she might have already lashed out, using the Blood Blade hidden on her thigh to chop Lin Mu into pieces and feed him to the dogs to quell her inner fury!

Lin Mu chuckled, calling after Yang Xiaoqian’s back: "Xiaoqian sis, reconsider, I’m actually very gentle. And by the way, tell Master Lan to quickly assign an Underground Hunter Organization task! The sooner I collect enough Gold Medals, the sooner I can redeem you, and then we can go watch big-eyed goldfish together."

Yang Xiaoqian’s body twitched, nearly falling to the ground. Taking a deep breath, she hurried into the sedan. Only when the group from the Underground Hunter Organization completely disappeared from view did Lin Mu pout, squat down, and poke at the corpse with a stick, muttering: "Tsk, people’s hearts are restless, they didn’t even look closely at the corpse before determining it was the Yin Yang Sect. Heh, the technique is so shoddy, absorbing even thirty percent of the strength is a stretch; it’s clearly a frame-up. Today’s youth really lack professional ethics..."

The light rain continued to drizzle, completely unlike the past days of thunderous storms. A white-labeled armed escort vehicle with Dongguang Yue S plates led, departing from Wancheng’s detention center, turning onto the highway, heading towards the provincial capital.

"I really don’t understand, a fugitive like Ghost Zhong, just shoot him directly, why transfer him to the provincial capital for trial? It’s removing pants to fart—redundant." A young policeman complained while yawning.

"Foolish, can’t you see? They brought the provincial SWAT team down here, clearly to claim credit. Ghost Zhong is one of Dongguang’s top ten fugitives, notorious at the Ministry of Public Security. Bringing him to the provincial capital and making arrangements could add a stripe to their shoulders, wouldn’t it?" The driving older policeman spat casually, evidently familiar with such scenarios.

"And Director Liu doesn’t care? The person was caught here in Wancheng!"

"Director Liu wants to care, but can he? Sure, the person was caught in Wancheng, but the authorities have two mouths. They can casually say, ’We’ve been following the lead for days, about to close the net,’ and what can you say?"

The older policeman pouted, about to continue speaking when his expression changed, and he stomped on the brake hard.