Secret Buyer-Chapter 94: Roles Reversed!

Everything happened too suddenly, causing everyone in the room to be caught off guard.

"Wang Cheng!" Principal Lin stood up in shock, looking at the youth embedded in the wall, whose muscles and bones were bursting, both astonished and angry.

"Cultists!" The six masked men shouted in unison, while the master brother and second elder sister outside the restaurant had already heard the commotion and leapt through the window.

Zhang Fusheng glanced at the time.

12:29

Must rush to the airport within two hours.

The six masked men now stood in front of Zhang Fusheng, shielding him behind them, and someone roared:

"Damn it, why are they here? Protect the cultist!"

The six all vibrated their muscles and tendons, emitting a more intense blast than Principal Lin. The principal, previously furious, sat back in his seat obediently,

while the other students and school leaders remained in a daze.

"Little junior brother....."

Niu Dali spoke with a calm voice, staring through the masked men at the frail-looking youth:

"I hope you can provide an explanation."

Chen Yuque’s gaze lingered on Chen Nuanyu for a moment, then turned to Zhang Fusheng:

"I recognize these six; half a month ago, in the port surveillance footage, they were the ones who attacked the third junior sister..."

The words were cut short.

"Cultist, leave first!"

The six masked men fearlessly charged forward, with the gust whipping up, bones and flesh shattering.

The second elder sister swiftly swept a leg, breaking all six at the waist, their bodies strewn across the ground,

blood gushing wildly, splattering like raindrops, many landing on the dining table.

Zhang Fusheng remained silent, squatting down to tear open a masked man’s skull—just as expected.

Their brains appeared ashen gray, having died long ago.

"Second elder sister."

He stood up, patiently explaining:

"See, these people have issues; they died a long time ago, only manipulated by someone using an unknown method, known as the... Living Corpse Technique."

Niu Dali narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chen Yuque calmly said:

"Junior brother, if you surrender, master can still adjudicate the matter."

She stared at the frail youth, an elusive crimson flashing through her eyes, her divine sense distracted, not noticing the problematic ashen gray brains.

Or rather, she saw them but unconsciously ignored them.

She coldly said:

"You’re indeed with the Western Sect."

Zhang Fusheng sighed lightly, turning around:

"Old Zhu, time is running short, take Lu Yao and the others to the train station."

Saying this, he turned back, gently asked:

"Second elder sister, I’m heading to the airport now, will you stop me?"

Chen Yuque raised her eyebrow:

"If you don’t resist, I’ll just capture you, but if you resist, then I have to....."

’Boom!!!’

A sonic boom erupted, a whirlwind filled the entire private room, and Zhang Fusheng instantly appeared before Chen Yuque, punching straight ahead!

True Thunder Force!

True Intent Power exploded, and in the rush, the latter could only cross her hands to block!

’Thud!!’

Chen Yuque flew out like a cut kite, crashing through the stone wall, landing heavily on the main street, the surface breaking, smoke rising!

"Twelve Refinements??" Niu Dali was astonished, palm striking over, Zhang Fusheng didn’t dodge, only sidestepped and clashed!

At the moment of contact, Zhang Fusheng felt an unparalleled force exceeding eighty thousand pounds, his skin cracking instantly,

Niu Dali also suffered, body paralyzed, as if struck by lightning!

Shockwaves scattered, the private room tore and sank instantly, screams, cries for help, sounds of collapse intermixed!

Amid the rolling smoke and dust, Chen Nuanyu shielded Zhu Xiaoming and the others, leading them out of the ruins,

Zhang Fusheng and Niu Dali clashed repeatedly within the debris like two prehistoric beasts dueling, each collision stirred tremendous blasts, buildings collapsed, continuous roaring sounds!

The two briefly separated.

Niu Dali’s clothes were in tatters, but beyond that, he had no injuries, whereas Zhang Fusheng was less fortunate, now slightly panting, his skin cracked all over, seeping blood.

"Such powerful strength..."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, sighed lightly:

"I’d really like to have a proper fight with you... alas, the time and place are wrong."

Great Tide True Intent and Yin Snake True Intent were unable to be unleashed here, the former being Liao Xianji’s hallmark, Niu Dali recognized it,

while the latter was witnessed firsthand by Chen Nuanyu during the High Heaven Association.

Though Chen Nuanyu had now led Zhu Xiaoming and the others away, who knew when they might return?

In the pit, Chen Yuque now struggled to stand, very embarrassed, her hand and chest bones fractured, spitting blood foam:

"This type of power, this level of true intent..."

"Master brother, seems you were right, going from First Refinement to Twelve Refinements within half a month..... empowerment, divine invocation won’t accomplish it."

She displayed her physique, an invisible elephant cry emerged around her body, clearly another form of true intent force:

"Must be some forbidden secret technique, concealing strength, infiltrating into our Hongji ah....."

"Little junior brother, outside the person is another, beyond the sky is another." Niu Dali crossed his arms before his chest, gazing at Zhang Fusheng akin to a turtle in a jar:

"You don’t even know who you’re facing..."

He smiled; since the start, he only liberated a fifth of his power.

Too weak, too weak!

Zhang Fusheng silently looked at the middle-aged man walking out of the debris.

"May I ask, what’s the time now?"

The middle-aged man, looking gloomy, glanced at his watch:

"Twelve forty."

"Director Zheng??" Niu Dali and Chen Yuque were shocked.

Director of the Public Security Bureau, Zheng Yaoyang.

Six hovercars which had been waiting for some time drove in slowly, the car doors opened, over twelve heavy Gauss sniper artillery were set up,

these being among the few firearms capable of harming top martial artists and even martial arts masters, with calibers exceeding 20 millimeters,

each shot requiring nearly two seconds of charging force; of course, because of this, the specially made rounds traveled faster than ten times the speed of sound, alongside immense heat,

once hit, not to mention Twelve Refinements martial artists, even martial arts masters would be gravely wounded.

As for hit accuracy... normally almost impossible to hit, but when two experts are locked in combat, the hit rate significantly increases.

"Director Zheng, what do you mean?" Niu Dali grimaced as he was locked by countless red dots.

Zhang Fusheng quietly observed this scene.

He knew well, since Niu Dali was so determined to kill him, he wouldn’t allow him to leave, and certainly had means to check the flight information.

If he intended to act against him, it had to be today.

Rather than fighting outside the airport, risking flight cancellations, why not attempt to entangle him here.

When Zhang Fusheng went to the headquarters to obtain a pass, he had already created the illusion of Zhong Mountain, notifying Zheng Yaoyang.

Then had him personally go to Yi Restaurant, and had respectively arranged six hovercars at both Yi Restaurant and outside the airport,

although Zheng Yaoyang was perplexed, he complied entirely—after all, an unknown major poison still rooted in his body.

In fact, Niu Dali indeed came.

As soon as he found the master brother, he had silently drawn Zheng Yaoyang into the Divine Realm,

forcing him to ’arrest’ Niu Dali under the guise of Zhong Mountain.

"Niu Dali."

Zheng Yaoyang took a deep breath, spoke softly:

"Now suspecting you of colluding with the Evil Cult, come back to headquarters with me, regarding Elder Hong, I’ll explain personally when he returns."

Niu Dali’s eyelid twitched, he sneered:

"Is Director Zheng joking?"

Zheng Yaoyang didn’t respond, rather he stretched his frame, a faint red Qi Blood Smoke surged from the ground!

He was a martial arts master, who discovered the spleen secret of martial arts.

A sniper fired ’the gun’ as a warning, exceeding 20 millimeters gun muzzle—no, cannon mouth appeared twisted electric arcs,

at extreme muzzle velocity, the bullet tore electric arcs forming a straight beam, striking the ground with a boom!

Under vast heat the soil vaporized instantly, creating a half-meter diameter soil pit, accompanied by numerous web-like cracks, with magma formed from melted mud and rock at the bottom!

Niu Dali’s expression turned entirely cold.

Qi Blood Smoke steamed, twelve special heavy sniper cannons locked.

Niu Dali glanced at the distant flickering surveillance camera, slowly raised his hands.