Chapter 118: The Gathering Members!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At three o’clock in the morning, in this city, when the inhabitants of the sunlit world slept the deepest
The bustling city was mostly quiet. Only the taxi drivers, delivery men, and girls from the nightclub were still traveling.

Liu Mingshi, whose entire body was covered in a black robe that matched the “Zhao Gao” template, stepped into the gutter in a dark alley and stopped beside a dim street lamp.

He examined it carefully.

A satisfied smile appeared on Liu Mingshi’s cold face.

“Who is it?!”

He walked to the door and knocked on it. He was extremely impatient.

Very soon, on the dim path, in the comer were ditches that had gathered during the day when it rained.

Liu Mingshi walked in front. The person was a 14 to 15 year old youth with slightly pale cheeks. He gently bit his lips. At first, he didn’t hesitate, but towards the end, he became more and more decisive as he jogged behind the black figure.
He had no parents since he was young, He lived under someone else’s roof and lived with his uncles and aunties who gambled badly. He had never had any hope or future.

Why not… trust him!

In the underground of a port that mainly transported cargo in the Southeast Asian region.
It was a small Black Fist City located at the bottom of the river.

A scorching, crazy atmosphere was spreading around the metal octagonal cages.

Liu Mingshi squeezed through the crowd. Behind him, a young teenager in a thin sweatshirt and sweatpants stared with wide eyes, looking not far away in fear.

In the cage, there was a young man with scars all over his body and a fierce look in his eyes. On the other side, there was a large dog whose teeth were cracked and drooling.

Confrontation!

Confrontation!

After his breath seemed to have stopped, the young man suddenly rushed forward.

‘The dog discovered a loophole and bit the young man’s left hand.

‘The young man turned around and sat on the dog. His right hand was tightly wrapped around the dog’s neck. The young man opened his mouth and bit at the blood vessels on the dog’s neck!
The cheers from the surroundings became even more unrestrained!

‘When the dog was lying in a pool of blood, the young man lay on his back, his bare chest heaving violently.

He turned his head and looked at the crazy crowd, his eyes meeting Liu Mingshi’s gaze.

“Slam!”

Under Liu Mingshi’s feet, he suddenly exerted strength, and the entire cement ground instantly shattered into a turtle’s crack.

Outside the octagonal cage, men carrying firearms kept falling to the ground.

‘When he walked out again.

It was almost dawn. By the river, cargo ships were approaching the shore. The hardworking workers were preparing to load and ship.

Liu Mingshi walked to the side. Behind him was an inexperienced youth, a youth whose left arm was still dripping with blood.

At the intersection, a silver-white van stopped.

After the Six Sword Slaves, Liu Mingshi began to build the killer and intelligence system of the Network step by step. He took in a large number of low-level existences struggling in the mud and carried out the most efficient and dangerous training for them.
Liu Mingshi’s The Network and Jack’s Ace Secret Service College would be on completely different paths in the future.

One was ghostly, cruel, ancient. The other was technological, modern, and equipped.

The morning sun completely banished the darkness.
The sky was bright and there was no longer any haze.

In the moming, at eight o’clock.

The underground garage.

“These are seven letters. One of them was written by me to you. You only need to help me pass the other six to the corresponding retainer.”
Qin Yu took out the seven letters he wrote last night from his briefcase and handed them to Jack, who walked out from the corner.

“Alright!”

Jack took the letter with both hands and replied respectfully.

“Tl head off.”

Qin Yu was dressed like an office worker as he waved his hand and said.

He got into the black Volkswagen and drove out of the underground garage.

The bright sunlight outside the garage shone on his elegant and refined face.

Qin Yu was working normally at Zhiheng Real Estate.

At the same time, letters were handed to the corresponding members.

West City District, a quarter of Four Seas Company’s jurisdiction.

Liu Mingshi had a grave expression as he looked down at the envelope in his hand.

On his right eye, there was a glimmer of light. In front of his eyes, lines of analysis of the material and weight of the envelope were displayed.
He took a deep breath and opened the envelope.

The words the godfather had written appeared in his eyes.

“Lwrote to all of you today because I sensed that ‘the footsteps of the times are about to arrive at a special period of history…”
Zhao Fanggang felt a chill run down his spine as he tensed up.

He continued reading.

Zhao Fanggang’s heart pounded, and goosebumps appeared on his left arm.

Many of the contents of this letter had indeed confirmed its guesses about the godfather.

In other words, it was highly possible that the godfather was roaming around top cities and taking in disciples of different identities!

“Countless disciples are spread all over the world. They become the upper echelons of different organizations and have different powers. One day in the future, they will be able to achieve great things with just a wave of their arms.”
“The godfather realized that a great change was coming, so he began to constantly guide his disciples and make preparations for it?

Or could it be that the godfather sensed that a great change was coming and was preparing to gather his former disciples?”

“What kind of storm would cause an existence like the godfather to become so serious?”

Zhao Fanggang’s breathing became rapid and heavy.

West City District, Secondary School, Year Two.

He had just finished his morning study session.

Bai Jingshan, who was still wearing his school uniform, carefully opened the godfather’s letter.

“Under the pitch-black sky, the mighty storm that can sweep through the entire world is already silently brewing and accumulating. It is about to break free from the surging dark river and expand at an unprecedented speed…”
Words flashed into Bai Jingshan’s eyes.

Contrary to Zhao Fanggang’s fear and unease, this seventeen-year-old youth’s eyes were filled with excitement and joy.

Zhang Meiling matched the Hannick template.

Liu Mingshi fit the Zhao Gao template.

Chang Zhuxuan.

Mu Qing.

One after another, they were all reading the letters Qin Yu had written to them..