The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 50: The Movement of the Black World
Today, at 08.30 local time on April 27, 2020, news of the killing of Manager Lao from the Property Office has spread throughout Chengdu City through mass media. Many people are wondering why the situation of Chengdu City these days is so dangerous, even more so with the circumstances of the killing of Manager Lao is very sad.
"Good morning everyone. Today I will report on the murder of Manager Lao from the Property Office in Chengdu City KTV. Police have yet to find the perpetrator of the murder, officials and several witnesses examined only said if the killer was wearing all-black clothes with a face cover ..."
"Then next to Manager Lao was a white paper written like a challenge. It says, 'Manager Lao of the Black World Organization has been killed! Now it remains to slaughter the Black World Organization!'. The police also did not know what the Black World Organization was, from this paper they also found no fingerprints, from the writing of the paper also through computer typing. Police were unable to detect the perpetrator. So much news today, thank you."
Instantly everyone in Chengdu City wondered what the Black World Organization was. Because this was the first time they heard that, even more so saying that Manager Lao was a member of that organization.
Unlike the case with the Dragon Taring Forces and the Huaxia Martial Alliance who stood guard in Chengdu City. They all knew very well what the organization was, they quickly spread the news to all branches of the Dragon Taring Force and Huaxia Martial Alliance who were in China, as well as those who were serving abroad.
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In a tall building that was one of the companies in Chengdu City, more precisely on the top floor of the building, it was, there was a middle-aged man sitting in an office chair staring out of the building through the glass wall.
The middle-aged man was not alone, inside the room were several young and middle-aged men who had strong breaths, none other than a Warrior.
"Boss. That useless Lao has been killed, what should we do next? It seems like the Dragon Taring Force and the Huaxia Martial Alliance have also gotten word through the mass media." The middle-aged man wearing traditional Chinese orange-colored clothes spoke after he took a few steps forward.
"Really! Do I have to intervene to find the man who killed Lao?" This time it was the younger man's turn, wearing traditional Chinese sleeveless clothes in grey.
The middle-aged man called 'Boss' was silent for a moment while still staring out. He sucks the cigar and then blows it away. "Although he was just an outside member, but he was a puppet working in the Property Office. Since he's been killed, then our future plans will be hampered ..."
The middle-aged man was back to sucking the cigar. Then he turned his chair to look at the eight people in front of him. "According to the news, it looks like this perpetrator is a fighter. Can you do that?"
The eight people smiled confidently then nodded their heads. "Of course!" replied the young man before.
"Then. You guys find that guy!"
"Good!" The eight people answered him in unison, then walked towards the exit.
After the eight people left the room, now the middle-aged man who was their superior leaned his body on the back of the chair while staring at the ceiling of the room. "If the task of controlling Chengdu City is not successful, what should I tell the Leader."
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The Bai Long Mansion
Mo Lian sat cross-legged behind his courtyard, he absorbed the spiritual energy from the Dragon Vein with his Sutra God Cultivation Technique. He was cultivating quietly, until a few seconds later he opened his eyes suddenly, with his hands touching the ground, he jumped from his seat and walked into the residence.
Mo Lian stopped her cultivation because she felt a bad premonition, she quickly changed clothes and went towards the Meiliafei Company alone. Why alone? Yes, because he was the only one in Bai Long Mansion.
Three minutes later after flying darting into the Meiliafei Company, he landed with his right foot touching the ground first. He was behind a quiet company, so he did not attract the attention of people.
He tidied up his slightly messy clothes from being blown by the wind, then walked towards the entrance of the company.
As usual, though it has not entered second month sales. But the company remains crowded with visitors, and some of those who come are young people who are enjoying drinks in cafes that have been opened to the public.
Mo Lian who had entered the building directly towards the chair located beside the glass wall, she could see her sister was working behind the counter and several other young women.
Seeing that, Mo Lian smiled warmly, she was happy when she saw her sister being able to smile loosely without any burden. Moreover, with the death of Fang Tian and the decline of the Fang and Long Families.
But even so, he knew very well that their lives would not remain calm. That's because the company he runs is growing quite rapidly, so many people are envious and may do things that are not desirable. Just like the Black World Organization.
Mo Lian turned her head to the source of the voice. "What's wrong?"
"What do you want to drink?"
Mo Lian smiled gently. "Whatever Fefei made."
Mo Fefei was silent for a moment tilting his head with the index finger of his right hand touching his cheek. He thought about giving his brother Mo Lian a drink.
After quite a while Mo Fefei thought, he smiled gently at Mo Lian then turned around to go towards the place where he was concocting drinks.
To fill the time waiting for the drink to come, Mo Lian took out a mobile phone from inside the jacket pocket. Then play the game he used to play often since his feet did not work as well as they should.
Ten minutes later, there was the sound of an object landing on his front desk. Mo Lian raised her head, looking iced coffee with cream, although she did not particularly like coffee. But because it was made by his sister plus he did not want to waste the ingredients, he finally decided to drink the coffee.
When the glass almost touched her lips, Mo Lian stopped the movement of her hand. He quickly turned his head to look at the exit, looking at eight people dressed in traditional Chinese clothes of different types.
"Fighters? The highest one is in the Late Profound Phase."
Mo Lian turned her head back to look at the coffee in her hand, then gulped down the coffee with a few gulps.
The eight people walked past Mo Lian and sat at a table four tables away from her. One of them stood up and headed to the cashier's table to order a drink, then sat back down at the table.
"I know we want to find information. But why should we pay a visit to the recently famous Meiliafei Company?" ask one of them.
"Don't you guys know? I suspect the person behind this company is a Warrior who can make magic potions, because there is no way that modern drugs can give spontaneous results without side effects."
The other seven people suspended their heads simultaneously upon hearing the explanation from the person older than them all. But still not going in will be looking for information on the perpetrator of Manager Lao's killer here.
"Then what does this have to do with the Meiliafei Company?" ask the young man wearing traditional Chinese clothing in grey sleeveless.
The middle-aged man let out a long sigh, then explained back, "I suspect that Lao's killer is the person behind the Meiliafei Company. However the CEO and Director of this company said that his son had known the mastermind of the spread of fake news, and everyone here knew if the news was spread by Lao ..."
"And most likely the son of this CEO asked the company's supporters for help. So we're here to arrest the company leader and force him to tell the truth."
The seven people gasped when they realized that all the words from the middle-aged man made sense. Once again they nodded their heads and with sneaky smiles they all started planning Su Jingmei's arrest.
The eight people's conversation was very slow so that other visitors could not hear the contents of the conversation. But unlike the case with Mo Lian, he could certainly hear all the contents of the conversation, even the sound of needles falling in the noise he could hear.
Mo Lian slammed both of her hands on the table slowly while standing up, she walked towards the eight people. He stared intently at the middle-aged man who said he wanted to catch his mother. "I was the one who killed Lao, a member of the Black World!" he said then go to the exit.
Instantly, the eight people wearing traditional Chinese clothes turned their heads to look at Mo Lian. They quickly moved away from their seats and chased Mo Lian towards the exit.
They no longer needed to ask whether or not Mo Lian was the murderer of Manager Lao. They could all be sure without having to ask it, it was because not many knew about the Black World Organization.
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