"Lin-ge, what do you an... don’t keep us guessing, we can’t figure it out." Shuobude scratched his head and said with a smile.
"Do you know what the consequences are if you go to the Martial Arts Alliance right now?" Lin Zifeng said with a faint smile.
Everyone exchanged glances again, still not understanding his aning. Now that Long Zaitian has been killed, it’s our best opportunity. Since Nan Tian has already established an intelligence bureau, we might as well seize the Martial Arts Alliance in one fell swoop.
"Lin-ge, I think swallowing the Martial Arts Alliance now, although it will cause so trouble, we have thought this over carefully. It’s a very good opportunity."
"What you said sounds pretty good, but things are far more complicated than you imagine." Lin Zifeng leaned against the front of the car, quietly smoking a cigarette, because only he knows in his heart the real reason for Long Zaitian’s death, and only he knows the true culprit.
All they know is to help Lin Zifeng get rid of unnecessary trouble. They haven’t seriously considered the person behind Long Zaitian’s murder...
"Since Lin-shao has already decided, why be so reckless? Calm down and wait a little. The news we receive might be better than solving it with force."
Although Zhang ngjie didn’t know why Lin Zifeng wanted to wait, she firmly believed in what Lin Zifeng said.
"But..."
Cang Zhou seed a little disgruntled. The War Blade was ready; it was just lacking an opportunity. Yet, with a sudden change of plans, it left everyone feeling a bit down.
Lin Zifeng gestured for everyone to disperse.
He was thinking, considering, speculating... speculating on ng Chanji’s thoughts.
Killing Long Zaitian was not Lin Zifeng’s intention. He only wanted to establish an intelligence bureau for Nantian Gang. But now, with Long Zaitian killed, the true culprit must be ng Chanji.
Why is ng Chanji helping him so much? First advising him not to reveal he’s the son of the Holy War Angel, then helping him get rid of Long Zaitian.
It seems the whole matter is becoming increasingly mysterious.
"Sister Zhang, why did they sell this company?" Lin Zifeng looked at the grand comrcial building in front of him.
"Financial crisis, bankruptcy." Zhang ngjie replied lightly.
"Alright, since the acquisition is concluded, can we start operations within two days?" Lin Zifeng turned and asked, which undoubtedly put more pressure on Zhang ngjie.
"In two days? But a new group has been ford, many employees haven’t been hired yet, and the CEO’s position is still unresolved."
"No need. Just do as I say, start in two days. I’ll handle the CEO position for you." Lin Zifeng looked up at the building with a slightly curled lip, showing an inscrutable smile.
Having decided on the path for the group’s rise, he left Zhang ngjie to handle everything. Of course, it’d be better left to her than to those rough n from Black Hawk. As for the new CEO, that’d be a real headache.
...
In the afternoon, Lin Zifeng went to the Martial Arts Alliance.
The death of Long Zaitian sparked a wave of competition for control within the Martial Arts Alliance.
Lin Zifeng’s arrival didn’t bring joy but instead united hostility directed solely at him.
"Am I not welco? After all, the old master Long had a discerning eye for , I’m only here to see him off one last ti." As he walked into the Martial Arts Alliance headquarters, everyone harbored so apprehension about Lin Zifeng.
Although Long Yunfei knew his grandfather wasn’t killed by Lin Zifeng, it wasn’t the ti to question Lin Zifeng, so he pretended to be clueless.
"Let him in." Despite his grief, Fang Yizheng believed it wasn’t Lin Zifeng’s doing, understanding Lin Zifeng’s nature well enough not to suspect him of covert murder.
Many in the Martial Arts Alliance understood that it was actually soone from the Talent Pavilion who killed Long Zaitian.
But nobody dared speak up.
Zhan Long and Chen Bubai both vanished, absent from the funeral.
"Aren’t you afraid the Martial Arts Alliance will take a cheap shot at you with this sudden appearance?" Fang Yizheng’s old face was as icy cold as death, devoid of emotion.
His bond with Long Zaitian was deep, a relationship spanning almost decades. Now, with Long Zaitian suddenly gone, such helplessness isn’t sothing an ordinary person can comprehend.
"A clear conscience fears nothing. Why should I be afraid? I’m here today to bid farewell to the old master Long, nothing more." Lin Zifeng remained calm; even alone in the Martial Arts Alliance, he felt no fear.
"A clear conscience fears nothing indeed!"
An Elder frowned, his tone extrely sinister.
"If you don’t trust , there’s nothing I can do. A wise man sees, but only fools raise disputes." Lin Zifeng wasn’t interested in his remarks, bowing in respect before the old master’s portrait.
"You!"
"Kid, this is the Martial Arts Alliance. How dare you act wild here!"
The Elder was enraged, charging towards Lin Zifeng.
But just as his arm was about to touch Lin Zifeng’s shoulder, it was countered by a soft force.
Then, with a shoulder push, he was sent flying dozens of ters.
And Lin Zifeng continued to bow respectfully.
Everyone was stunned!
In front of the Martial Arts Alliance funeral, no one dared speak another word.
But on the sa day, bad news also ca from Dragon City.
The Ability Society’s leader ng Lao was also killed!!!
Instantly, a chilling anxiety swept through everyone. In a single day, Zhonghai’s Martial Arts Alliance’s Long Zaitian was killed, and then the Ability Society’s leader in Dragon City t the sa fate, with hardly a whisper afterward.
The Martial Arts Alliance was thrown into confusion.
And Lin Zifeng had already announced his intention to establish an intelligence bureau. The ones who killed Long Zaitian and ng Lao must surely be aiding Lin Zifeng!
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