My power increases 100 Jin a Day-Chapter 427 - 194: Submit or Die!

The night was endlessly deep.

The cold stars twinkled.

A lone sail and distant fire could be seen far away, the backdrop desolate.

Inside a small black-covered boat.

Jiang Shi silently observed the information in his hand, pondering in his heart.

The Twelve Zodiac Gods.

To actually be connected with the Twelve Zodiac Gods.

These twelve assassins were never weak in strength, the last time three of them appeared intending to kill him, all three had reached the fourth ancestral return.

Unfortunately, he acted too quickly then, besides cloning their martial arts, he asked no other information.

Now the remaining Phase Gods were also starting to move, and even colluding with the remnants of the Xiangqu Sect?

An idea gradually formed in Jiang Shi’s mind.

These twelve fellows are not weak in power, if they could be used by him, secretly gathering resources, it would definitely be a considerable force.

Suddenly!

Jiang Shi sensed something, folded the information in his hand, put it back into his bosom, turned his head to look, and saw a black-clad figure speeding swiftly, rushing over from afar.

"Master!"

The black-clad figure, upon arrival, clasped his hands and spoke.

"Is there news?"

Jiang Shi inquired.

"Yes, all intermediaries, big and small, in White Dragon City have been identified. After analysis, one person is highly likely to be closely connected with the Twelve Zodiac Gods."

The black-clad figure respectfully spoke and immediately handed a new dossier to Jiang Shi.

Jiang Shi took the dossier, immediately opened it to inspect, his eyes slightly moved.

Old Gao!

A moment later.

The dossier was crushed in his palm, Jiang Shi spoke coldly, "Tell the others not to act rashly, I will first meet with this person."

"Yes, Master."

The black-clad figure immediately responded with folded fists.

Jiang Shi tapped his foot, and his body vanished from there in an instant, flickered, and disappeared without a trace.

···

There are many assassins in this world.

And they are very secretive.

For ordinary people to find them is exceedingly difficult.

But no matter how secretive, assassins ultimately need to interact with the outside world, they have unique ways of communication.

Apart from leaving marks with each other, completing the communication often requires an intermediary.

Such an intermediary plays roles in the black, white, and gray worlds, needing to deliver tasks from the external employer to the assassins backstage intact, after the assassins review and complete, to pass the message back to the employer, only then is a transaction complete.

Old Gao is an undercover intermediary within White Dragon City.

Those who know him are definitely not many.

Those who don’t even know him, it’s even more impossible to find those assassins.

Yet, no matter how secretive his surface identity is, it cannot escape the eyes of the Sea Whale Gang.

Qiuhuai Street.

Is not wide.

On both sides are mostly beef, mutton, and fish shops, daily cooking lamb and slaughtering cattle, killing countless creatures.

Inside is the famous Fish and Mutton Restaurant, its flavor absolutely superb, fragrance spreading for miles, discussed with zest by the Jianghu people.

Therefore, Qiuhuai Street is undoubtedly the place where the most diverse people congregate.

Even in these times, no matter how chaotic White Dragon City is, the lively atmosphere of Qiuhuai Street has not diminished much, with each establishment packed, delicious smells abound.

"Such an extraordinary flavor!"

"Who would have thought that lamb and fresh fish stewed together could be this delightful, really incredible."

"Quick, have a taste."

···

"To speak of White Dragon City during these times, it truly is uneasy, various factions, families, every day strong individuals die tragically, hearts are restless, who knows when it will end?"

"When will it end? Do you really have to ask? White Dragon City can only have one overlord, when the two major overlords decide the outcome, that’s when it ends."

"Keep it down, keep it down, such talk is dangerous."

"Interestingly, the manager of the Sea Whale Gang, his strength is profound, lately his reputation has soared, truly surprising, tell me, have any of you heard of this figure before?"

Inside the establishment, debates continued.

Various voices incessantly rang out.

Several figures dressed as guards walked in from outside, their bodies tall, breath scarcely detectable, eyes bright, clearly not weak in power.

"Master Gou, this way, please!"

The shopkeeper’s face was full of cheerful laughter, hurriedly greeting them.

Behind those guards, an old man with a hideous face, wearing a small green waistcoat, with a hunchback, carried a grotesque smile, accompanied by a group of guards, walked into the well-known Fish and Mutton Restaurant.

"Shopkeeper Yu, business sure is getting better and better."

"You’re too kind, it’s all thanks to your care, Master Gou. Without your care, how could I have this success?"

The shopkeeper nodded and bowed, promptly flattering with a smile.

"You do have some self-awareness."

Old Gao grinned, revealing half-drunk big black teeth, and said, "Alright, you don’t have to support me, continue with your work."

"Yes, yes."

Shopkeeper Yu nodded repeatedly, smilingly retreating.

Watching Old Gao heading upstairs accompanied by a group of guards, the many Jianghu people on the first floor immediately started discussing, their expressions serious, and the topic quickly shifted from Jiang Shi to Old Gao.

In the entire Qiuhuai Street, Old Gao is definitely a legendary figure.

All sorts of stories about him inevitably make people give a thumbs up.

"Why did this guy come over tonight?"

"Who knows, it’s said that not too long ago, he took another concubine, tender, and lovely-looking, makes one green with envy."

···

The door to the room opened.

The thick smile on Old Gao’s face suddenly stiffened, his expression darkened, staring at a figure in the suite, "Who are you?"

Inside his exclusive suite.

Not sure when, a tall, burly figure had already been sitting, a black robe on, long hair draping down, waiting quietly for a long time, one hand placed on the table, playing with a teapot.