Urban Ace Bodyguard

Chapter 1185 - 1254: Seventh Hermit Alliance Conference

Choosing a lonely, safe spot, Lin Hai was flipping through the metal "Bible" the Hell Priest wouldn't let go of even at death.This is practically a book for killing, documenting various methods and techniques of slaughter.

Besides, the book itself is a weapon, extremely sharp, filled with mechanisms. After a quick glance, Lin Hai estimated there are at least a dozen hidden weapons inside, including explosive and poison types.

"Tsk tsk, what a pity. If you had fought me to the death, you might have escaped successfully."

Lin Hai put away the Bible. After melting this material down, he could at least craft a fine close-combat weapon for Judge.

Just as he was about to rush back to find his CEO wife, his phone suddenly rang.

Lin Hai took out his phone and saw the number on the screen, breaking into a smile—it was Long Si calling.

"Hello? Mr. Si, what made you think of calling a small citizen like me?" Lin Hai asked with a smile.

"Don't waste words, tell me, where is King Yan now!" Long Si's voice was filled with anger and agitation.

"Calm down, Mr. Si. I'm just a regular little guard, can't handle the scare from someone at your national level." Lin Hai already guessed what Long Si wanted to do.

"Do you believe I can cook up a charge to make you rot in prison for life? Tell me, where is King Yan now!"

Lin Hai could almost picture Long Si's knife-wielding, slashing stance over the phone.

"How would I know where King Yan is?" Lin Hai replied.

"Stop pretending, Lin Hai. I'm telling you, this time it's a big deal. If you dare to harbor or conceal King Yan, you'll be spending the rest of your life in jail!" Long Si's tone was vicious.

"Damn, seems pretty serious?" Lin Hai feigned concern.

On the other end, Long Si seemed satisfied with Lin Hai's worried attitude, nodded slightly, and said solemnly, "The matter is highly confidential, so I can't tell you the details, but you must provide me with King Yan's frequent whereabouts and routine habits!"

Lin Hai smirked as he held the phone, Long Si really thought he was a three-year-old child.

Knowing someone's frequent whereabouts and routine habits essentially means mastering their movements, doesn't it?

"How would I know what King Yan does? The guy is elusive, besides, my elder brother is called Martial God, not King Yan." Lin Hai chuckled evasively.

"Hmph, seems you choose the hard way over cooperation." Long Si's voice turned sharp.

Lin Hai wasn't frightened at all, lazily replied, "Mr. Si's drinks, whether cooperative or punitive, must taste great, haha."

"Lin Hai, do you really want to challenge the country?"

"Mr. Si, don't falsely accuse, besides, I really don't know where King Yan is." Lin Hai answered.

"Alright, Lin Hai, someone will visit you in three days." Long Si said.

"Oh? What for? Last time someone called Emperor gave me a Martial Ban Order, damn, Yanhuang Soul sure is attentive to me."

"What? An Emperor approached you? Lord Tianlong's own brother?"

Now it was Long Si's turn to be surprised.

"Yes, a Martial Ban Order, damn it, can't fight back even when bullied, luckily I didn't tell my brother Martial God about it."

"That can't be right, Emperor is supposed to be at an international special school, there's no record of him returning in border logs, this doesn't align with Yanhuang Soul's internal staff protocols."

Long Si seemed to mutter to himself.

"Hey, Mr. Si, if there's nothing urgent, I'm off for an erotic massage, speaking of which, why not check all erotic massage places in Yanjing, my brother Martial God might just be there too?"

Lin Hai joked with a smile.

"Hmph, just wait, the police have a major anti-vice operation today. I wish you a delightful massage!"

Long Si gritted his teeth and angrily hung up the phone.

He now realized Lin Hai was slippery like he was greased all over, impossible to catch.

Especially his mouth, it could infuriate people to the point of bursting blood vessels at crucial moments!

"Damn it!"

"Damn it, King Yan!"

Long Si stomped his foot in anger, then glared at the explosion site where Hell Priest died. Looking at the ten-meter-wide pit, he sighed and shook his head before leaving.

Meanwhile, after the Yanhuang Soul staff surveyed the site, a mysterious news broke out in the international underground dark world.

The news was simple but immediately caused major forces and various experts to reveal extremely cautious expressions.

The message was: Hell Priest perished in Huaxia Yanjing, the culprit is suspected to be King Yan with a certainty of ninety percent.

In one of RX's three divisions, at a hidden island not found on maps with an underground passage leading to the seabed interior, there's a crucial meeting spot for the Hermit Alliance's senior meeting.

"Boxing God died in Huaxia Yanjing, Hell Priest now also perished in Huaxia, most importantly, when he went to Huaxia, he took more than twenty bottles of finished Red Angel elixir, now missing. If it reaches Huaxia's official and military circles, it will be extremely disadvantageous for us in the future."

Wei Luo, looking grim, spoke from a key position at the round table in the conference room, dust-covered breath still lingered from hastily returning from Huaxia using various special routes.

"Our intelligence was flawed. Since King Yan could also kill Hell Priest, and while the latter possessed Red elixir, his strength is at least at the legendary mid-late stage."

The elder stroked his beard with extremely sinister eyes, exuding a chilling deathly aura.

"Elder Ji, I suggest we initiate a strike against King Yan."

Wei Luo proposed.

Around the room, elders whispered among themselves, seemingly deliberating decisions.

Soon, another elder raised a hand, speaking with a frail voice, "Striking King Yan is possible, but we currently can't determine where exactly King Yan is in Huaxia. Bear in mind, Huaxia has a taboo figure capable of slaying legendary peak beings, and at least half-immortal titled expert, possibly a Human King level master."

Hearing the words Huaxia's taboo figure, Elder Ji's face visibly turned sour.

He rubbed his abdomen, where the injury still hadn't healed, left by Huaxia's taboo figure back in the day.

"A strike on King Yan can be approached indirectly." Wei Luo explained.

"How to approach it indirectly?" Elder Ji asked.

"For instance, according to our research, King Yan once protected Ouyang Xiaoya." Wei Luo finished, recalling the CEO's figure, followed by Lin Hai's face, which inexplicably irked him.

"Oh? Ouyang Xiaoya? A familiar name." Elder Ji muttered.

Wei Luo nodded, "Based on our investigation, Ouyang Xiaoya indeed is Ouyang Zhentian's daughter; everyone should be familiar with Ouyang Zhentian, right?"

"That traitor!"

"It's that traitor's daughter?!"

The voices in the dim meeting room echoed, filled with anger.