True Solution of the Sword Dao

Chapter 51: Chapter 47: Fierce Battle I

Chapter 51 -47: Fierce Battle I

Night slowly descended.

Orange streetlights lined both sides of the road in two rows. The entire road was bathed in an orange glow. A transport truck with bright headlights roared down the center of the road, kicking up a cloud of dust.

On the sidewalks beside the green belts on both sides of the road, only a few pedestrians slowly walked.

Everything appeared somewhat desolate.

Among the few pedestrians, a youth dressed in a white shirt and black casual pants, carrying a black sword bag, slowly walked on the sidewalk.

Suddenly, a monotonous and piercing beep sounded from the youth.

The youth frowned slightly, “It seems I should change the ringtone. Even if it’s not unpleasant, this kind of monotonous and piercing sound isn’t necessary.” He softly pulled out a black flip phone from his pocket. This was a new phone provided by the organization, equipped with very good security features.

“The data you acquired has yielded results. Do you want to come and see?” A pleasant female voice sounded from the phone.

“Of course, don’t forget that was precisely the reason I chose that mission,” the youth said with a smile.

“Then come to the society,” the voice on the phone paused then continued, “Zhao Jun from the city criminal police team has been temporarily suspended for investigation, but without concrete evidence proving his connection to the drug lords, you won’t be able to bring him down. The Fang Family has already started to make moves.”

“I remember, Fang Dawei, he was the former chief of the Ping City police, right?” the youth asked.

“Don’t worry, the current police station is under our control. Mainly because this is your personal affair, the society’s energy cannot be mobilized for one person.”

“Alright, I’ll visit the society tomorrow,” the youth replied and hung up the phone. Regarding Zhao Jun, who had twice been detrimental to him, he naturally couldn’t just let it go lightly.

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“Click.” The heavy black pistol snapped a magazine into place, emitting a crisp sound.

Inside a black van.

Four strong Caucasian men sat calmly on the seats.

“In Ping City, we have just one target for the attack. Fifteen percent of the commission for this task has already been transferred to your accounts. After a successful completion, the rest will follow. Our Tower of Glory always maintains a high reputation within the community, so this covert operation must succeed without failure. If there are any difficulties, I permit you to use guns,” a blond Caucasian man solemnly said in English.

“Don’t worry, Stem,” a brown-haired Caucasian licked his lips and said, “It’s just three ordinary people. If not for the tight timing, I could clear them out myself.”

“Do not underestimate them. Although we have guns, if we really encounter an F-level expert, we must immediately retreat and wait for support. Having guns doesn’t mean we can contend with an F-level. According to our organization, only those with top-level gun skills can match an F-level, and even within our organization, only Tom and his team are at that level,” Stem said gravely.

“Apart from possible support from their side, there’s nothing much to worry about,” another strong man chuckled, “Chris is almost an advanced-level master. Combined with firearms, even an F-level would need to put up a fight.”

“After this job, let’s all go have a good drink in Teva.”

“After this operation, I want to quit,” the last strong man said somewhat somberly. “I’ve been in this business for ten years. I’ve saved enough money, and last time Anna brought up the matter of marriage, I didn’t know how to respond.”

For a moment, the entire van fell silent.

“Jack.” The leading blond Caucasian, Stem, patted his teammate’s shoulder, “Maybe you should have a good talk with Anna. Although rationally I don’t wish for you to leave, I will bless you.”

“Me too.”

“Same here.”

The other two large hands also joined in.

Jack nodded with some emotion.

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“Recently, the Ping City police cracked another major drug trafficking case. This was a particularly large and sinister trans-provincial drug trafficking gang, which included 10 members, and has been listed by the Ministry of Public Security for supervision. Recently, after more than 50 days of arduous work, the Ping City Public Security Bureau, along with the provincial Public Security Department, West City District branch, and other related units and departments, successfully dismantled the gang, solving 16 drug trafficking cases,

confiscating more than 8000 tablets of Magu, 72.34 grams of crystal meth, 3.5 million Renminbi in drug money, five drug-trafficking vehicles, and three homemade handguns.”

In the TV news, a mature and composed middle-aged man in a police uniform stood in front of the camera, passionately speaking.

“We will continue to resolutely combat all kinds of evil forces related to pornography, gambling, and drugs, and completely eradicate the social scourge! For Ping City, for the entire province, we will fulfill our duty to maintain social stability and peace!”

Sitting on the sofa, Lin Fei looked with disbelief at the police chief who was vehemently speaking on TV, then turned incredulously to the familiar bloody scene shown next, followed by a visibly shaken Zhou Tingting standing in front of the camera, sharing her personal experience.

“It looks like I’ve completely become an unnamed hero,” Lin Fei sunk into the couch. The day’s cultivation had left his body feeling quite languid. However, fortunately, the things he had claimed were the main haul, those handguns and their contents. After disposing of them piecemeal, he had also obtained nearly five million Renminbi. He had washed it all clean and deposited it in a new account he opened at Bank of Construction. At seventeen, under the society’s influence, getting an ID card was quite convenient for him.

“Maybe I should post a task in the society to thoroughly investigate the origin of that fruit knife,” Lin Fei thought again of the cooling aura from the fruit knife. That trace of aura had brought him a significant leap in advancement.

If there was still a trace of aura left, perhaps he could have been twice as strong by now and may even have advanced to D-grade earlier than expected. But now, he could only progress slowly. Lin Fei estimated that it would take nearly a year to reach D-grade. Although such speed was considered freakish for normal people in the Inner World, Lin Fei still felt it was too slow.

Currently, his cultivation progress was still stuck at the second picture of Qi Cultivation, with no advancement, and his proficiency in Basic Sword Technique had only increased. However, the most significant difference lay in the energy issue; with Qi Cultivation, his recovery speed was extremely fast. Yet, the Sword Heart Chain technique still felt somewhat flawed.

Lin Fei had a feeling that once he deciphered the secret to fully executing the Sword Heart Chain, he might immediately enter D-grade. He just needed to reach the calculated level.

In the bedroom, Jianguo was holding a notebook, busily calculating the day’s accounts for the bookstore. Since the bookstore was small, he managed almost everything alone, which was quite taxing.

Meanwhile, his mother was in the bathroom, using the washing machine to wring out clothes. A large basin next to her contained some clothes that were harder to wash, Jiang Feng scrubbing parts like the collars by hand.

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On the highway from the neighboring city to Ping City in the dim night light.

A black Santana was speeding along rapidly.

Inside the car.

“How much longer until we arrive, Sister Xie?” Lin You asked anxiously.

“About ten minutes. Commander Li is also on his way to Ping City. Don’t worry, Lin You, our power won’t make much of a difference. We must wait for Commander Li and his team before we can do anything,” Xie Qin comforted.

Lin You bit her lower lip and became silent. Her eyes reddened slightly as she stared out the window at the swiftly passing scenery. It was the first time she regretted being a psychic.

“If I weren’t a psychic, perhaps none of this would have happened…” she suddenly murmured softly.

The car soon entered the main thoroughfare of Ping City, speeding along the main road. On both sides, the densely packed residential buildings were becoming visible from inside the car.

Xie Qin noticed her pale face, shook her head slightly, and didn’t know what to say. Regret like this, six out of ten newcomers experience it. She had seen it too often with the new recruits.

As the Santana accelerated, the cityscape at the end of the highway slowly entered their view.

“We’re almost there. Almost,” Xie Qin said rapidly.

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“Bang.”

The van’s door slammed shut.

Four Caucasian men got out and looked around. There were very few people around.

The van was parked in a place with few people. The street lamps here were also broken, making the surroundings somewhat dark, but less than five hundred meters away was the brightly lit urban area.

“The other two targets are handled by another team; our targets are nicely gathered together, perfect for taking care of them all at once,” the leader, Stem, whispered in English. “Keep the operation under two minutes.”

“Understood,” the other three responded in succession.

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Lin Fei, bored, turned off the TV. The news about the crackdown on drug lords was making him feel nauseous.

Getting up from the sofa, he turned his face to look out the window. Under the black night sky, the lights flickered like neon halos.

“Perhaps going out for a bit isn’t a bad idea.” He casually pressed his cell phone which was in his pocket.

“Dad, Mom, we’ve run out of black ink at home, I’m going out to buy a bottle and come back,” he said.

“Okay, go ahead, but come straight back after buying it. Don’t hang around outside too late,” Jiang Feng said softly.

“Got it.”

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On a stretch of road a kilometer away from the Ping City family housing area, in the night,

A black Santana was parked askew by the roadside, its tail lights flashing intermittently.

Lin You struggled to prop herself up, but she collapsed back to the ground, weakly. She looked over with despair at Xie Qin, who had passed out beside her.

“I’m responsible for blocking off all support personnel in this area,” a calm male voice emerged from the shadows by the roadside. His face was indistinct, merely a blur. “Actually, if you just stayed quietly here for a while, you wouldn’t have had to get hurt.”