Chapter 1644: Chapter 1646: Behind-the-Scenes Services
Feng Jun is very averse to exchanging interests, so after capturing the person, he put them into the Spirit Beast Bag, even collecting the Barrett.
He brought the person to a mountain hollow sixty kiloters away and released them, casually delivering another Divine Sense attack.
This kind of person who dares to fire a gun on another country’s territory deserves the harshest punishnt, so the next mont, he took out the Soul-searching Talisman.
As for the results of the soul-search… how should I put it? It was as expected; this person belongs to the Nihong Overseas Wanderers Association.
However, this person’s action this ti not only involves the Overseas Wanderers Association but also the Central Intelligence Agency of Mai Nation.
This is actually very normal; the Overseas Wanderers Association is like a pack of stray dogs, and even Nihong’s holand is stationed by Mai Nation Garrison, how could the Overseas Wanderers Association have the guts to refuse Mai Nation’s demands?
As for why the Central Intelligence Agency didn’t personally take action and delegated it to the Nihong people, the reason… do I still need to say? Naturally, it’s a race issue.
In fact, whether the Central Intelligence Agency sent people over, even this assassin doesn’t know.
But then again, the assassination attempt on Tang Wenji wasn’t the Central Intelligence Agency’s idea. The Mai Nation people usually act quite recklessly, but shooting soone within Huaxia’s borders is inconvenient—it’s crossing the line, potentially leading to very serious consequences.
This ti, the Overseas Wanderers Association wants to vent their anger. Currently, Feng Jun is the biggest enemy of the Overseas Wanderers Association; it’s just that the people of Luohua Manor are too terrifying, and the Nihong people no longer dare to target there.
However, Tang Wenji is not that terrifying, especially since her relationship with Feng Jun is extrely good, eliminating her would deal a huge blow to Luohua and also comfort the spirits of their deceased mbers in the afterlife.
Of course, they didn’t firmly decide to eliminate the Little Celestial Master, otherwise it would have been done long ago without even needing to use the Barrett.
What they’re thinking is, if Tang Wenji fails to break through to Innate Expert status, they can remain inactive, treating it as if nothing happened, and afterward, the main target is to investigate what exactly Innate is and how to reach that state.
But if Tang Wenji successfully advances to Innate, they are determined to kill her—the Daoist Sects in Huaxia are already very strong, it’s imperative to strike before they gain new experts.
Being assassinated on the day of advancent, especially in front of a crowd, must be quite a loud slap in the face, right?
Usually, to assassinate Tang Wenji, a handgun suffices, poison works too, but now to kill, they need to use the Barrett, massively increasing the difficulty and the severity of the situation.
Yet the Overseas Wanderers Association decided just like this, indeed making things tougher but increasing the significance vastly.
However, in such matters, their decision isn’t enough, they have to consult the Central Intelligence Agency’s stance.
The Mai Nation people couldn’t care less about this; it’s inconvenient for them to act against Huaxia citizens, if a subordinate is willing to act, that’s even better, so they expressed their agreent and even gifted two Barrett heavy sniper rifles.
The Central Intelligence Agency actually has other effective assassination thods, but the Overseas Wanderers Association is fixated on the Barrett because such an assassination is shocking enough, sufficiently humiliating. It must be said, the Nihong people really don’t have broad intentions.
But the Nihong people also found a reason that can self-justify: if Tang Wenji indeed advances to Innate status, so ordinary ans might not be able to assassinate her—her poison resistance might increase, her defense might strengthen.
Therefore, using a heavy sniper rifle is sowhat more reliable.
After completing the Soul Search, Feng Jun raised his hand intending to kill this person, but after thinking about it, he ultimately chose to put them back into the Spirit Beast Bag—it’s mainly because he has too many Spirit Beast Bags, which are completely unused, doing nothing.
Then, he quietly returned to Maoshan.
The Wind Rain Summon Formation halted, and shortly after, the rain ceased and the wind stopped. The sky was azure blue, as if washed with water.
Tang Wenji was solidifying her realm within the estate, this kind of consolidation takes at least three to five days.
Zhang Caixin and others were still serving as protectors, whereas Feng Jun used Divine Sense to inform everyone to be careful, “… Just captured a guy from the Overseas Wanderers Association, surprisingly using a Barrett, it’s sheer madness.”
“Damn,” Gao Qiang couldn’t help but curse angrily, “This is Huaxia, do they really think it’s before liberation?”
He is a retired special forces soldier, with lives in his hands, although he never talks about it, the consciousness of defending the nation is imprinted in his bones.
“Old Gao, calm down,” Zhang Caixin raised her voice slightly, “So complaints can be vented privately, there are too many eyes and ears here, control yourself.”
“I know,” Gao Qiang responded sullenly, “I just couldn’t hold back for a mont earlier.”
Originally, Feng Jun planned that once the Little Celestial Master joins the ranks of Innate Experts, during her period of solidifying her cultivation, he can go out and transport oil a few more tis, but now that soone has fired using heavy sniper rifles, he really can’t leave.
Talking about it, although he has equipped his disciples and won with Essence Blood Protection Talismans, ample enough to resist the Barrett, since the opponents are playing such a big ga, he’d better stay and oversee them for a couple of days.
That night, Tang Wangsun ca to the estate, Luohua’s people could block anyone, but they couldn’t block the contemporary Heavenly Master of Maoshan.
Tang Tianshi took a few glances at the ditating Tang Wenji in the courtyard, then turned to Feng Jun and spoke with deep emotion.
“Really must thank Mount Master Feng, even if Tang dies at this mont, I can die contentedly, proudly facing the ancestors of Maoshan, saying: I’ve achieved so results during my days at Maoshan!”
“How could you say that,” Feng Jun smiled, “It’s enough that you’ve worked hard, results are secondary.”
Tang Wangsun nodded with a smile, “That’s a sensible statent, but I feel that having accomplishnts is ultimately better than having none.”
Feng Jun continued to smile calmly, “In a world of great contention, everyone must strive.”
Tang Wangsun nodded, then suddenly asked, “Did soone shoot during the day?”
“Yes,” Feng Jun nodded, answering evenly, “A Ni Hong fanatic, whom I caught. The gun was confiscated, but considering it was Maoshan’s joyous day, I didn’t spread the news, thinking I’d ntion it later.”
“Ni Hong people,” Tang Tianshi’s lips twitched, pondering sothing unsaid.
After a while, he spoke in a deep voice, “This matter, it’s not my inquiry.”
“I know,” Feng Jun replied expressionlessly, “Those people are embarrassed to find , so they had to approach you.”
Tang Wangsun hesitated before asking, “Then, are there more like him lurking?”
“I can’t say for sure,” Feng Jun shook his head, “But right now, the biggest thing is about Tang Wenji; otherwise, I’d already be seeking revenge on the mastermind.”
Tang Wangsun was surprised, “You know who’s behind it?”
“Of course I know,” Feng Jun nodded but didn’t elaborate; he couldn’t exactly say, “Your daughter was collateral damage from Luohua.”
“Is it credible?” Tang Wangsun furrowed his brows, quickly realizing his words were inappropriate and corrected himself, “How did Mountain Master Feng find out?”
Feng Jun spoke indifferently, uttering two words, “Soul Search.”
“Uh,” Tang Tianshi was rendered speechless—such secret techniques were recorded in Daoist sects’ compendiums but had fallen out of practice.
Of course, he didn’t think Feng Jun was lying—there was no need. So he whispered, “I’ll inform them.”
Feng Jun waved him off, displaying no emotion, knowing Tang Tianshi’s life was harder than his—regardless of money, Spirit Stones, or cultivation techniques, just the fact Maoshan wasn’t Tang’s family’s property said enough.
Thus, Tang Wangsun faced far more constraints than Feng Jun, so maintaining good relations with the governnt was essential, unlike Feng, who had a parcel of land he could use personally.
Tang Wangsun left but soon returned, accompanied by a man in his forties.
The middle-aged man was of average build, with a small beer belly, round face, looking solemn like a successful businessman.
He nodded slightly towards Feng Jun, then spoke solemnly, “I’ve t President Feng, do I need to introduce myself?”
“No need,” Feng Jun didn’t even lift his eyelids, then pulled out a mobile phone, swiping it, “Boss Xu, if you have sothing to say, say it; I don’t intend to get too close to you all.”
“President Feng’s predictions are indeed impressive,” said the man surnad Xu, extending a thumbs-up, “There’s really few who know my real na.”
He was indeed startled, having not used his real identity for over a decade. Though he’d heard of Feng Jun at Luohua Manor’s miraculous feats, he’d been half-skeptical—yet just this display convinced him.
No choice but to comply, as even he himself had almost forgotten his original na—not due to wanting to forget roots, but out of work necessity.
Of course, he also understood Feng Jun’s performance was partly ant to knock so sense into him—but given Feng’s abilities, wasn’t such advice warranted? At least it clarified how to communicate properly.
He then directly asked, “I heard from Tang Tianshi that you’ve acquired information on the mastermind?”
Feng Jun shook his head, “Not as exaggerated, just a bit.”
The man surnad Xu said nothing, waited for a while, and found Feng Jun wasn’t about to say more—realizing Feng wasn’t obligated to report to him, he asked amusedly, “Did you care to elaborate?”
Feng Jun didn’t hide, “Nihong’s Overseas Wanderers Association; the guns ca from the CIA.”
The man surnad Xu blinked, showing no surprise but asked, “What gun?”
Feng Jun opened his mouth, spitting out three words, “Barrett.”
“It really is,” the man’s expression shifted slightly, but he didn’t delve into the subject, instead nodding thoughtfully, “No wonder you dealt them severely in Ni Hong.”
“Did I kill in Ni Hong?” Feng Jun blinked, “Do you have proof, Lao Xu? Don’t make wild claims without proof.”
To express his displeasure, he referred to the man as “Lao Xu.”
Lao Xu didn’t mind, “No wonder the Barrett surfaced; it’s a tit-for-tat retaliation.”
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