civilwarnovels Chapter 1560 - 1865: Karma (2)
Chapter 1560 - 1865: Karma (2)
"Who knows what he’s thinking, maybe he’s got other plans."
After more than ten minutes, the car seemed to arrive outside the venue and slowly came to a stop. Hearing the sound of the car door opening, Ling Chen gave He Ziyun a brief instruction, and the two immediately closed their eyes again, pretending to still be unconscious.
Soon, the trunk was opened from outside. The man took a look at the unconscious Ling Chen and He Ziyun, hesitated slightly, then untied the ropes on their bodies and slung them over his shoulders one by one, running toward the VIP passage of the venue.
As he ran, Ling Chen opened his eyes and glanced around, seeing the VIP passage not far ahead. At the same time, he heard the man shouting anxiously at the top of his lungs, "Quick, someone come help!"
Hearing his shout, the staff guarding beside the VIP passage immediately rushed over. Everyone was familiar with Ling Chen and He Ziyun and recognized them at a glance. "What happened to them?" one staff member asked urgently.
"I don’t know. When I found them just now, they were already unconscious." As he spoke, the man handed He Ziyun over to the other staff members and himself carried Ling Chen at a quick pace toward the passage. At this moment, everyone’s attention was focused on Ling Chen and He Ziyun; no one thought to ask about the man’s identity.
Once inside the venue, a few people could be seen hurrying over from the direction of the main command center. It was Su Mei, Du Kang, and Tong Zhentian. After receiving notice from the staff, they had rushed over immediately.
Seeing the three of them, the man quickly put Ling Chen down on the ground, preparing to slip away while no one was paying attention. However, just then, Ling Chen, who had been feigning unconsciousness the whole time, suddenly snapped his eyes open and grabbed the man’s wrist in one move. At the same time, He Ziyun sprang up from the ground, dashed in front of the man, and launched a punch.
This sudden turn of events caught the man completely off guard, and unprepared, he was forced back several steps by He Ziyun.
By now, Su Mei and the other two had already arrived. Seeing what was happening before them, the three had looks of shock and confusion on their faces, not understanding what was going on.
"Elder Du, Elder Tong, grab him, don’t let him escape!"
At Ling Chen’s reminder, Du Kang and Tong Zhentian rushed forward without a word, flanking the man from left and right.
Catching his breath, He Ziyun said, "Elder Tong, be careful, this guy’s skills are really strong."
Seeing Du Kang and Tong Zhentian slowly closing in on him, the man clenched his teeth, his sharp gaze locking directly onto Su Mei. Then, with a light tap of his toes, his speed exploded, like a flash of lightning, and he rushed to Su Mei in an instant, his palm slapping toward her forehead. Although Su Mei was the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master, she had never practiced martial arts. Watching the man attack, she stood there in a daze, as if stunned. At this critical moment, Du Kang and Tong Zhentian rushed in from both sides, blocking the man’s strike.
"You’ve got some nerve, daring to harm our Pavilion Master." Du Kang said coldly. Both his fists shot out together, like dragons probing the sea, swallowing mountains and rivers, with a ferocious momentum. Seeing this, the man actually did not dodge. Joining his fingers into a sword hand, he lightly pointed, and a thin strand of Qi Force instantly shot out like electricity, straight toward Du Kang.
Watching that Qi Force shoot over so quickly, Du Kang’s expression changed, and he hastily twisted his waist, dodging its attack. As the Qi Force struck the ground, a finger-sized hole was blasted into the floor.
"What a Sword Yang Finger!" Du Kang’s feet tapped rapidly as he closed in again, his fierce fists thundering out one after another, leaving the opponent only able to parry.
At this moment, Tong Zhentian suddenly circled to the side and launched an attack from behind. With two Heavenly List experts striking at once, even though the man’s strength was not weak, he was no match for the two of them. Very soon, Du Kang spotted an opening and sent a punch crashing out, landing squarely on the man’s body.
As soon as the man hit the ground, Tong Zhentian rushed up, seized both his hands, and immobilized him. "Someone, take him!"
Soon, several Dragon Tiger Hall Disciples rushed over and used ropes to bind the man tightly.
"Elder Tong, could you hand this person over to our Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion to deal with?" Su Mei said.
"Oh?" Tong Zhentian asked. "The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion wants to interrogate him separately?"
Su Mei nodded and said, "Elder Tong, don’t worry. Once we have results, we’ll definitely inform you."
"No." Beside them, Ling Chen shook his head. "Master Su, I’m sorry, but this man is with Xie Qian. Earlier, he kidnapped Mr. He and tried to use us to infiltrate the venue. If you want to interrogate him, fine—but we all need to be present. Besides that, there are some things I’d like to ask Master Su."
With Ling Chen speaking up, Tong Zhentian immediately said, "Master Su, I also think that would be best."
Su Mei glanced at Du Kang beside her, her expression slightly hesitant. After a moment, Du Kang stepped up to her, leaned in, and whispered a few words. No one knew what he said, but Su Mei gave a small nod and said, "All right then, since everyone’s interested, we’ll do it together."
"Mr. He, take this man down first. Watch him closely and don’t let him escape under any circumstances."
It was the second day of the Martial Arts Tournament, and everyone still had many things to handle. They had no time to interrogate the man and could only wait until night.
By a little after nine, the venue was gradually growing lively. The audience coming to attend the tournament outnumbered even yesterday; heads stretched as far as the eye could see, a dense black mass of people. For the entire day, Ling Chen stayed in the main command center, monitoring the situation in the venue through the surveillance feeds. To his relief, although there were a few minor incidents throughout the day, there were no major problems.
Around seven in the evening, Ling Chen finally relaxed, sitting alone in a chair in the command center to rest. After a while, when all the audience had left the venue, Su Mei, Du Kang, Tong Zhentian, and the others arrived at the main command center one after another.
After everyone had taken a short break, He Ziyun led the man in from outside.
Looking at the people seated in front of him, the man showed no fear and said coldly, "If you want to kill me, then do it. Don’t dream of getting any information out of me."
"No rush." Ling Chen smiled faintly and brought out the briefcase the man had been carrying. Opening it, they saw a device inside, along with two bottles of dark green liquid.
"Ling Chen, what is that?" Tong Zhentian asked.
"Poison gas," Ling Chen explained. "Once these two liquids are mixed, they produce a high-intensity toxic gas. In mild cases, the victim will be bedridden for half a month; in severe cases, they’ll be completely paralyzed. The dose in here is enough to cover a radius of a hundred meters. If it were detonated inside the venue, the victims would number in the thousands."
Hearing this, everyone’s expressions changed. Thankfully, they had thwarted the man’s plot in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.