Chapter 221: Who Is He?

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He watched the opponent suddenly burst out from the hiding place, roaring angrily and charging toward him.

Jiang Cheng felt that this happiness came too suddenly.

He was hesitating, whether to wait for the opponent to reveal their figure, or to go straight over.

But the opponent rushed over first.

And judging by the speed, it seemed to be only about 20 meters per second.

"So, this guy is a Level 3 Original Force Warrior?"

Jiang Cheng chuckled to himself.

However, he also noticed that the opponent was wearing a pair of gauntlets, with sharp bone spikes at the joints.

Undoubtedly, if this thing landed a punch on him, it wouldn't be a joke, even if he had a Vajra Talisman protecting his body.

Bang bang bang.

White flashes kept flickering over Pan Liang's body.

This made his expression grow even more ferocious.

"Damned son of a bitch, when I get in front of you, you're finished!"

He roared in his heart.

The distance between them shrank rapidly.

From nearly a hundred meters at the start to now less than thirty meters.

"One second left."

Pan Liang was ecstatic,

as long as he gets one more second,

he could rush to that damned gunman and land a punch on his stomach!

But at that moment, Jiang Cheng turned and ran.

"Where are you going!"

Pan Liang was enraged.

We've come this far, and you still want to run?

Then all those guns of his would have been in vain? Yet an unexpected scene unfolded.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between them stretched from thirty meters to forty meters, fifty meters…

In the moment they were stunned, the distance between them became a hundred meters again, as if nothing had just happened.

Pan Liang's speed unintentionally slowed, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

He felt that the intelligence given to him above seemed to be wrong.

This damn thing is not a Second-level Force Warrior! How could a Level Two be faster than this Level Three?

At this moment, Jiang Cheng had already swapped the magazine and pointed the barrel at him.

Bang bang bang.

Gunfire sounded again.

White light kept flashing on Pan Liang's body.

In the next instant, he turned and bolted.

What kind of joke is this?

This damn thing is Level Four, maybe even a Fifth-level Force Warrior?

And the gunmanship is so precise, what can he use to hit?

At this moment, he hated the informant inside the Dawn Society to death.

However, his realization came too late.

On the battlefield, the most taboo is exposing one's back to the enemy.

Finally, under the continuous barrage of bullets, the second Vajra Talisman shattered.

Blood blossoms erupted on Pan Liang's back, and with a thud he fell to the ground.

Before he could get up, another volley of bullets struck his legs, then his arms.

At that point, he truly couldn't move.

Jiang Cheng slowly walked over.

"Tell me, why were you tracking me?"

"What tracking you?"

Pan Liang lifted his head, looked at Jiang Cheng, and gave a wry smile: "Brother. Do you have a persecution complex? Clearly you fired at me first, and I was forced to retaliate."

"To be honest, I came in not knowing what was happening, you shot at me, I got angry from being hit, that's why I rushed at you, but my skill is inferior, I gladly concede."

Having said that, Pan Liang let out a sigh.

Jiang Cheng let out a cold laugh. He had turned his head to look behind many times.

Among those times, he once saw the opponent's fleeting figure, and the more he looked, the more it resembled the person before him.

And how coincidental is it that he entered this alley, and the opponent also came in, holding a gun.

It was precisely these two points that made him fire decisively.

Now hearing the opponent's sophistry, he didn't waste words, walked straight over, and stomped heavily on the opponent's leg bone.

Ah!

Pan Liang let out a wail, cold sweat pouring from the pain.

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll crush the bones on your body piece by piece, and see whether it's your bones that are hard or your mouth."

"Stop! Stop!"

Pan Liang shouted, "I said, I said, I knew that falling into your hands would not end well. I never expected that I, Pan Liang, so wise all my life, would one day be capsized in a gutter. Let me state in advance, what I know is also wrong, and I am merely following orders. After I finish speaking, I don't ask you to release me; I just want a quick death."

"Fine."

Jiang Cheng nodded.

If not forced, he does not wish to torment the enemy.

"I am from the Blood Hand Society. This time I received an order from above to tail you, find your residence, and report back."

"You're from the Blood Hand Society?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

The Blood Hand Society, the Shadow Sect, and the Dawn Society are collectively known as the three major organizations of the Outer City District, with comparable power.

However, compared with the first two, the Dawn Society cares about its reputation and is somewhat ambiguous, while the first two are outright assassin organizations.

As long as the payment is sufficient, they will kill anyone.

In most cases, the three major organizations keep to their own lanes.

But it is said that sometimes they also slaughter each other; at least since their founding, the three have accumulated a sea of blood and deep grudges.

"Exactly. That's why I know people from your Dawn Society—when they say they'll do it, they follow through. Falling into your hands and dying quickly is actually a kind of release." Pan Liang's tone was full of helplessness, looking quite heart‑wrenching.

Jiang Cheng would not sympathize with the other side.

If his own strength is inferior to this person, then his current fate would only get worse.

"Why are you targeting me?"

"Our Blood Hand Society works for money. We targeted you because someone paid to have your life taken."

"Who?"

"I don't know that either; I was just given the task to tail you tonight."

Pan Liang lay on the ground, half his face pressed to the earth, "I'm telling the truth; you could shatter all my bones, and I still couldn't give you an answer."

Jiang Cheng was silent for a moment.

Seeing him like that, he didn't seem to be lying.

The question is, who would pay to have their own life taken?

Counting them, he had done many things.

Especially the incident of killing Gao Songbai, which caused a citywide uproar.

Yet even so, things calmed down afterward.

So, if anyone truly bought a murder on themselves, it must have been recent.

He thought of this.

He suddenly recalled the mission he had carried out just yesterday.

Could it be the people from Kuangfeng Martial Arts School?

At that time, he and Ye Ying were both wearing masks and had no intention of hiding that they were from the Dawn Society.

It was understandable that the other side, bearing a grudge, would seek revenge.

But the problem is, how did they know the one who acted was him?

They even sent someone to tail him.

"Tell me, inside our group, is there anyone of yours?"

Hearing this, Pan Liang's complexion changed, but he thought that his current predicament was inevitably linked to that insider.

If he hadn't provided false information, this mission wouldn't have been assigned to him.

"That's right, inside your Dawn Society there is someone of ours, and I received his intel, which let me know what clothes you were wearing and follow you all the way."

"Who is he!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng's eyes erupted with fury.

(End of chapter)