Secret Buyer-Chapter 56: Buddha’s Mercy

’Screech!!’

A pitch-black luxury car came to a sudden stop. The devotee sitting in the passenger seat adjusted his glasses and looked at the horrific scene.

The Public Security Bureau was still ablaze, thick smoke billowing, surrounded by a growing number of corpses,

A ragged, bullet-riddled teenager stood silently, with a security officer kneeling in front of him, begging for mercy.

"Please... don’t take the money. If I don’t kill for them, I’ll die!"

He sobbed and sniffled:

"I’ll just be killed by the next person who accepts the money!"

"My wife is waiting for me to get home from work..."

The teenager sighed softly:

"Don’t kidnap me. Besides, none of you will die; you’ll all live forever."

With this inexplicable statement, the young security officer bewilderedly found that the world turned into a wasteland, with grim skeletons standing like a forest.

He too became a grim skeleton, his consciousness gradually dissipating.

Back to reality.

Watching the teenager’s foot crush through the security officer’s chest, the devotee from the Green Gang in the luxury car twitched at the corner of his mouth:

"Go, immediately!"

The driver snapped back to reality, slamming on the gas, the engine roared, but the tires spun in place, producing wisps of white smoke.

Somehow, the teenager was now in front of the car, pressing down on the hood with both hands.

He grinned, suddenly pressing down with force, lifting the rear of the car high into the air!

The Green Gang devotee decisively tore open the car door, trying to escape, only to see an expanse of vast wasteland.

He too turned into a grim skeleton.

"Thirty-nine."

Zhang Fusheng left the headless devotee’s body behind, choosing not to kill the driver, instead wearily rubbing his brow.

Thirty-nine people, thirty-nine Subordinate Souls inhabiting the Divine Realm, yet just barely eased his throbbing headache.

Were the Subordinate Souls too few, or was the root cause elsewhere?

He opened his eyes, suddenly looking back, seeing the chaos, and Chen Nuanyu staring at him like she was looking at a monster.

The girl spoke softly:

"The Federation will classify you as a demon-possessed Martial Artist. You’re in trouble."

"It’s okay."

Zhang Fusheng made a phone call.

"Master, it’s still me."

"Yeah, I killed some security officers, thirty, forty of them."

On the other end, Hong Tianbao asked:

"Lower Three Districts?"

"Fifth District."

"That’s a bit troublesome..."

It wasn’t the killing that was the issue, but doing it so brazenly and not just one person, that’s where the trouble lies.

The Federation was still in its prime.

"These people had criminal backgrounds." Zhang Fusheng said simply, "Involved with a local underground force called the Green Gang."

"Then it’s nothing to worry about."

The old man’s voice came from the phone, without asking why Zhang Fusheng killed them, because it didn’t matter.

"I’ll notify Shi Zhengyuan, ask him to suppress the matter. We’ll deal with it properly when both you and I return to Jiangzhou. It’ll be useful in the future."

"You shouldn’t meet him yourself. I fear that if he learns your talent, he might break the rules and enlighten you... I’ll explain what enlightenment means later. By the way, is the trouble resolved?"

"I suppose?"

Zhang Fusheng said uncertainly:

"There’s still the Green Gang, which might lead to some conflict."

"I’ll have Shi Zhengyuan suppress that as well."

"Thank you, Master."

"It’s nothing."

Just as in the last call, the name ’Shi Zhengyuan’ directly embedded itself in Zhang Fusheng’s mind without any auditory presence.

This technique was impressive, something he needed to learn from his master.

But, enlightenment?

Indeed, a Buddhist.

"Dao, Buddha... just need a Confucian," Zhang Fusheng whispered silently, extending his hand to let the girl wipe the blood from his knuckles.

The pain in his head persisted.

......

"Who exactly is this disciple of yours?"

The old man stood atop Dragon Boat City’s tallest building, overlooking the bustling city.

"Why are you so intent on caring for him? I’m quite eager to meet him myself."

"Enough talk, will you help or not?" A grumbling voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I will assist."

The old man sighed lightly:

"There are so few from the Ling Mountain Lineage left; how could I not help?"

On the phone, Hong Tianbao paused:

"I, my master, our lineage, have all left the religion."

"Heh."

The old man laughed:

"The Mandala Lineage won’t care if you leave the religion or not; their doctrine is to eradicate all others, doctrine alone." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

He hung up the phone.

After a moment’s contemplation, the Governor dialed several numbers one by one.

"Du, use your channels to investigate the name Zhang Fusheng. Your Green Gang should not trouble him."

"Yes, Upper Envoy."

"Zhou, I’m aware of the situation in the Fifth District. Suppress the matter and make sure the Public Security Bureau handles the aftermath, removing any records of Zhang Fusheng’s involvement."

"Yes, Upper Envoy."

"Wang, restart the Dragon Boat City’s Sky Eye Satellite and delete recent records, especially concerning the Fifth District... Is the Investigation Bureau borrowing it?"

After some thought, the old man said:

"Then explode the Sky Eye Satellite, ensuring the data is wiped. Just say there was a malfunction, and we’ll launch a new one later."

"Yes, Upper Envoy." replied the voice from the other end.

He hung up the phone.

The old man sighed gently, murmuring a mantra of Buddha’s compassion, and asked where Ling Mountain was.

The once vast Ling Mountain Lineage had dwindled to just the last Buddha Country in Dragon Boat City.

"Namo Shakyamuni Tathagata."

......

Peace Hotel.

In the hotel room, Zhang Wenhua turned off his phone, and Chen Qiong’s eyes were bloodshot.

She asked:

"Is it really safe here?"

Zhang Wenhua nodded confidently:

"Staying at Peace Hotel, anyone can get ten days of protection. This hotel has deep and mysterious ties; I’ve heard it’s one of the few places in the city where gray transactions can occur."

Chen Qiong rubbed her temples, looking worriedly at her daughter:

"Xiaoxi, what are you doing?"

"Contacting the research institute, also hacking into the Sky Eye Satellite."

Zhang Xiaoxi’s slender fingers danced over the keyboard:

"I’m trying to apply for protection from the institute and check on the situation at the Fifth District Public Security Bureau... Hmm?"

She displayed an expression of surprise.

"What is it?" Her parents quickly asked.

Zhang Xiaoxi’s face was filled with confusion:

"Nothing, it’s just the Sky Eye Satellite’s signal suddenly disappeared. I only connected halfway through. Did they notice me and shut down the satellite in a hurry? No way..."

Before she could finish, Zhang Wenhua suddenly pointed out the window:

"What’s that?"

Zhang Xiaoxi looked out and saw a flicker of fire in the sky, descending.

It was a fireball.

No, that wasn’t right.

It was... debris?

The fireball crashed into the nearby bustling area, followed by screams, cries, and thick smoke.

Zhang Xiaoxi was dumbfounded:

"It seems like the Sky Eye Satellite fell?"

The two parents exchanged bewildered glances.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Wenhua asked:

"Perhaps you should call Fusheng again? Check if he’s safe and warn him to avoid..."

’Knock, knock, knock’

The sound of knocking, followed by the turning of a key in the door.

The three of them tensed up, Zhang Xiaoxi silently placing her hand on her watch, staring at the door.

The door opened, and a delicate young cousin walked in, followed by a beautiful yet cold Great Demon.

"Huh?" The three of them all exclaimed in astonishment.