"Who sent you here?"

"Nobody sent us; we are undercover from the television station."

Ling Zhenfei told the truth, realizing that lying might not necessarily get them through, so he decided to be honest.

"Undercover from the television station, who are you trying to fool? How could a TV station afford to hire an expert like you for undercover work?" Feng Kai alongside him couldn't believe Ling Zhenfei's words; in his understanding, someone at the Mingmu Stage like Ling Zhenfei was already considered a dragon among men.

"What did you get from Wei Damin's computer?"

"We got the financial records of your club, and the amounts are astonishing," Ling Zhenfei didn't mention the list they had obtained; between the financial records and the list, the list was the most crucial.

Although he was speaking with Zhu Qiang, he constantly watched the man holding a gun to Zhuo Yue's head—an intimidating man in his thirties with a scar on his face, clearly a veteran, his gun pressed immovably against Zhuo Yue's head, giving him no chance whatsoever.

"Considering your skills, you might not have been stopped if you came alone; why did you bring a woman?"

Indeed, if he had come alone, things might have gone more smoothly, but he would have only caught Wei Damin; other information would remain out of reach.

"Bringing a woman is obviously to address physical needs. Who would have thought you'd have so many women here? Had I known, I wouldn't have brought her."

Ling Zhenfei made a casual joke, prompting laughter from many of the Sharks.

Just then, he suddenly saw the man pointing a gun at Zhuo Yue's head also laughed briefly at Ling Zhenfei's joke.

Though he laughed for only a brief moment, perhaps just a second, Ling Zhenfei had already moved. In the blink of an eye, his body sprung into action like a cheetah pouncing forward, his hand releasing a blast of Inner Strength.

Condensing Qi into Sword, if one could see the changes in the air, they would notice a sword glow emanating from Ling Zhenfei's hand, shooting towards the distance.

At the mid-stage Mingmu, Ling Zhenfei could condense Qi into a needle; at a more advanced stage, he could condense Qi into a sword. To save Zhuo Yue, he could no longer care about the power of his Sword Qi. The sword energy materialized quickly; although the middle-aged man saw Ling Zhenfei's movement, he couldn't react in time; he only felt a sudden coldness in his hand followed by a pang of pain.

The scar-faced middle-aged man, a seasoned figure among the Sharks and used to life-and-death struggles in the criminal underworld, felt this was the closest he'd ever been to death.

The cold light slashed across his arm, grazing his hair, and his forearm was cleanly severed, his gun-wielding right hand falling away.

Before the man could even scream, Ling Zhenfei was at his side, landing a sharp kick to his chest; he was sent flying and passed out before he could make a sound.

No one could withstand a kick from Ling Zhenfei once it had landed.

Ling Zhenfei's reactions were lightning-fast; after kicking the middle-aged man to the ground, he grabbed Zhuo Yue and dashed towards the corridor.

As one of the main characters of the incident, Zhuo Yue was somewhat dazed, not even realizing what had happened until Ling Zhenfei pulled him along as they ran.

"Which way to the front?" Ling Zhenfei asked Zhuo Yue.

"Straight ahead is the exit of the corridor, but there are guards at the door. That's where I got captured."

Ling Zhenfei, pulling Zhuo Yue along, sprinted down the corridor toward the front, moving as if they were flying; Zhuo Yue even felt like his feet weren't touching the ground. It didn't take them long to reach the exit. Although they were fast, Zhu Qiang and Feng Kai were quick to pursue them.

Both were at the Mingmu Stage realm, and although not as high as Ling Zhenfei's realm, Ling Zhenfei's speed was seriously compromised because he was carrying someone.

At the doorway of the cave, there were indeed several people standing guard, unsure if they had received some information, but now all the guards had taken up machetes.

The gate of the passage had also been closed. Ling Zhenfei let go of Zhuo Yue and, without pausing for a second, leapt towards the guards. His moves were lightning-fast. Although the guards had seen Ling Zhenfei from afar and had raised their machetes, before they could even swing them a few times, Ling Zhenfei had knocked them all down with three punches and two kicks.

Looking at the locked gate, Ling Zhenfei concentrated his Inner Strength in his hands, using all his might, and then punched the gate,

"Boom!"

After a loud noise, that thick gate was shattered by a single punch from Ling Zhenfei, and the lower half collapsed, leaving a large hole through which cold air and the fragrant smell of grass flowed in, signifying a completely different world just one step ahead.

By then, Zhu Qiang and Feng Kai had also caught up, shouting chaotically, obviously aware that once through this passage, capturing Ling Zhenfei would not be easy.

"You better go, the police should be nearby."

Bang!

Zhuo Yue hadn't even stepped out when a gunshot was heard, and the bullet whizzed past their ears, nearly hitting them both.

"Don't move, take another step forward and I'll shoot. The next shot definitely won't miss!"

Behind them came Zhu Qiang's voice; the one who had fired the gun was clearly him, and they had already caught up.

Zhuo Yue dared not move. Ling Zhenfei turned around and indeed saw Zhu Qiang with a gun in his hand, the muzzle still smoking, signifying that the shot was fired by him.

Moreover, although Feng Kai's hand was in his pocket and he hadn't taken it out, Ling Zhenfei's Perspective Eye had already seen everything clearly— Feng Kai was also holding a loaded pistol in his hand, ready to fire at any moment.

Ling Zhenfei shielded Zhuo Yue behind his back, facing Zhu Qiang with a slight smile, "Do you really think you can hit me with just a gun?"

"I may not be able to hit you, but I can definitely hit the woman behind you. I, Zhu Qiang, mean no harm to you; just hand over the data you took, and I promise to let you go."

"You plan to control the whole Binyang City. Sorry, but I too am from Binyang, and I can't just ignore what you're doing."

While speaking, Ling Zhenfei considered whether he could really escape under the threat of two guns. A normal cultivator, even at the Mingmu Realm, could not escape the speed of a handgun, but Ling Zhenfei was different; he still had his Perspective Eye, which could clearly see when Zhu Qiang would pull the trigger.

Perhaps that was his slim chance of survival!

"What does your control over Binyang City have to do with you? I assure you, even if we truly take control of Binyang, it won't have anything to do with you."

Zhu Qiang assured Ling Zhenfei but showed no intention of lowering his gun.

"Alright, you win, let me consult with my woman."

Hearing Ling Zhenfei was ready to compromise, Zhu Qiang was, of course, very pleased and gestured for Ling Zhenfei to proceed as he wished. He was now fearless because he too was at the Mingmu Realm and knew that even if he was quick, he couldn't dodge a bullet.

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