I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes-Chapter 624 - : 【462】Combat!!! (First update asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)_1

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Chapter 624: 【462】Combat!!! (First update asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)_1

Less than ten seconds had passed, and the results of the patrol were in, the entire building was empty except for the area they had attacked.

“Not a single person…” Huang Zhonglei’s gaze fell on the face of the high-ranking member of the Sand Flame Association.

It was obvious that there was some panic on the other’s face.

“The intelligence couldn’t possibly be wrong, and I have no need to deceive you.”

“We’re not saying you’re deceiving us, you don’t have the courage to deceive us,” Huang Zhonglei said calmly as he walked forward and reached out to press down.

The floor emitted a grating sound as a square panel of the floor collapsed onto the level below, clattering noisily.

“Go find their scent and come back to tell me.”

Snow Falcon dashed in swiftly.

But soon, a piercing shriek came from below.

“None there either?” A long-haired man appeared beside Huang Zhonglei, also chewing gum, but with an even more languid tone, “It looks like this was clearly a well-organized retreat.”

His gaze also fell on the high-ranking member of the Sand Flame Association.

They were originally ordered to conduct a lightning-fast sweep on the Old Gods Association’s Zhongzhou Branch.

But in fact, it was the other party that had retreated in a flash.

When did it start?

This kind of retreat required manpower and resources of no ordinary scale; why had there been no other warnings until now?

“How interesting.” The long-haired man chuckled softly, his smile cold.

Without a word, Huang Zhonglei stretched out his arm, and Snow Falcon quickly flew over, affectionately nuzzling its head.

But the look in his eyes was no longer as relaxed as before, “I don’t believe they can be prophets, nor do I believe that they just so happened to dodge our investigation. Now they have quietly moved out of this building, having retreated under our evasion of surveillance. How many special categories has the Old Gods Association been cultivating?”

To the side, the high-ranking member of the Sand Flame Association exaggeratedly added, “The Old Gods Association’s intent is condemnable! They have secretly cultivated such powerful forces, it’s hard to imagine the extent of devastation to the Federation should disaster like that in the Western Continent erupt again!”

“Continue the investigation!” Huang Zhonglei paid no mind to the comments from the high-ranking member of the Sand Flame Association, turned his head to his people, and instructed, “Do not overlook any detail, even the scraps of paper left in the corners must be taken away for analysis.”

“Understood!”

Under Huang Zhonglei’s command, they navigated through each floor, with the following squad thoroughly searching every room.

Until they reached the conference room where Pei Jinye had previously stayed for a meeting.

The room’s door opened.

Huang Zhonglei immediately took notice of the furniture inside.

Elite soldiers rushed forward quickly behind him.

The conference room was likewise subjected to scrupulous scrutiny.

Yet, they couldn’t even find a single strand of hair.

Just as they were about to leave, Huang Zhonglei suddenly stopped in his tracks.

“What’s the matter?” the long-haired man asked, raising his eyebrows.

“There is a problem,” Huang Zhonglei turned around, and after dropping this remark without further explanation, strode to the wall at the back.

He reached out and touched it.

Then with force, the entire wall collapsed, revealing the hidden compartment behind it.

“Hmm? Quite interesting.” The long-haired man, standing beside Huang Zhonglei, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

For within the compartment, sat a projector.

A “beep” sound.

The projector turned on.

Everyone stepped aside.

The beam of light from the projector now cast onto the wall.

A line of text appeared.

[A bunch of losers!]

There was no signature, just these four succinct words that conveyed the greatest mockery to the Tiger Shark Army and everyone from the Sand Flame Association.

“Tsk, this is too interesting,” the long-haired man’s smile grew colder, “Are they provoking us?”

Huang Zhonglei frowned but said nothing.

The high-ranking member of the Sand Flame Association was eager to fan the flames further.

But this time, before he could even speak, the words on the wall suddenly turned blood-red, and Huang Zhonglei instinctively took a step back.

Snow Falcon struggled violently, uttering an instinctive warning.

“Be careful!” Huang Zhonglei shouted suddenly.

He had realized!

The room was rigged with a bomb!

Dammit!

“Boom!”

The ground shook violently, and a huge burst of flame shot up into the sky.

In the instant when the flames devoured everyone, the long-haired man raised his hand, and two fingertips emanated a red ring whirling with blazing fire.

It was also in this instant.

The entire building collapsed with a thunderous crash, turning into ruins in an instant, as countless flames surged into the sky.

“Space Folding!”

A high-ranking member of the Sand Flame Association activated his ability in this critical moment, rapidly disintegrating the flames and the blast force in front of him.

However, the ground beneath his feet crumbled, and he plunged downward quickly. Fortunately, his timely use of his ability averted the possibility of being devoured by the explosion.

“Your ability is not bad,” the long-haired man said, extending his hand which now held a rope that hastily emerged and lifted the high-ranking member of the Sand Flame Association from the pit.

“Much appreciated,” Gao Wei breathed a sigh of relief. Then, thinking of the bomb arranged by the Old Gods Association, he became enraged and exclaimed in both shock and fury, “Those thieves of the Old Gods Association!!!”

The long-haired man crooked his finger, and the red ring rope that was bound around Gao Wei instantly retracted, “Organized and premeditated, no wonder the Old Gods Association has stood firm despite being besieged for so many years.”

Upon hearing this, Gao Wei’s face showed a touch of embarrassment.

Considering that the Sand Flame Association had been established for so many years, yet they had not even withstood this wave from the Western Continent.

Rubbles nearby were blasted away, and Huang Zhonglei walked out unscathed. However, the Snow Falcon that had been protecting him bore the brunt of the immense blast force and seemed somewhat wilted.

His heart ached, but he felt an even greater surge of anger!

He stared coldly at the smoky remnants of the building, wishing he could tear all the members of the Old Gods Association into pieces right then and there!

The long-haired man looked at the communicator in his hand, then raised his head and spoke indolently, “Central State is now aware of the situation here, asking if we need support.”

“Tell them to seal off Harbor City!” Huang Zhonglei commanded coldly.

That’s settled then,” the long-haired man nodded, “We’ll retract for now and look for new clues.”

He then yawned.

“I only slept for three hours last night, and your Tiger Shark Army insists on having me come in the middle of the night… I come here, and it’s a wild-goose chase…”

“The enemy is much more cunning than we imagined!” Huang Zhonglei said coldly.

“I admit they’re cunning, but I have to admit something else too, there’s been a serious dereliction of duty in this operation,” the long-haired man shrugged, “Of course, I don’t care. But I say this to let you know, keep it in mind that there’s still a chance to remedy tonight’s action.”

“I know,” Huang Zhonglei paused, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Gao Wei’s body.

Tonight’s operation needed a scapegoat.

As for who to choose…

He already had someone in mind.

“Let’s retreat.”

On the plane, Huang Zhonglei bandaged Snow Falcon.

As they were retreating, the long-haired man suddenly received the latest news and looked up.

“Just got news, a sudden incident has occurred on the highway southwest of Harbor City. I’ve obtained drone surveillance footage…”

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“Show me,” Huang Zhonglei demanded succinctly.

The long-haired man handed over the tablet.

On the screen, two figures were engaged in combat with another group…

One of them wore a mask resembling a skinny monkey, and the other, a man with a black mask.

At the sight of the latter, both the long-haired man and Huang Zhonglei exchanged a glance and uttered a name simultaneously.

“Ci Kun.”

“Yes,” the long-haired man nodded, looking at the newest message, “After data comparison, this man with the black mask has been identified as Ci Kun, the deputy commander of the Old Gods Association’s Central Continent Branch. Old Huang, these guys have finally exposed themselves.”

“Ci Kun isn’t as easy to deal with as we thought,” Gao Wei suddenly said. “Our Sand Flame Association has previously clashed with him; his ability is very unique, capable of controlling blood, and it’s easy to be caught off guard by him…”

Before Gao Wei could finish, Huang Zhonglei coldly interrupted, “It doesn’t matter what ability he has; this time, he won’t escape!”

“But who are these people engaged with the Old Gods Association?” The long-haired man asked curiously at this point.

He looked at Gao Wei.

Gao Wei shook his head.

They were not from the Sand Flame Association.

“Things are getting interesting,” said the long-haired man, looking toward Huang Zhonglei.

“We’re going there now!” Huang Zhonglei declared coldly.

“Why… would we be ambushed?” The skinny monkey-masked man gasped for breath after breaking the neck of the assassin, then looked up at the man in the black mask in front of him.

Ci Kun coldly spat out two words:

“Insider.”

“What? There’s really an insider?” The skinny monkey-masked man was clearly taken aback, “But there weren’t many people who knew about our retreat this time…”

Ci Kun couldn’t be bothered with him and placed the killer’s dessicated body on the ground, concealing the coagulated blood inside the corpse.

It was then that the skinny monkey-masked man asked, “The signals here have been jammed; we can’t contact Ghost Fang or Demon King. What do we do now?”