Chapter 238: Black Scorpion Organization

The black-clad man kneeling on the ground spoke with a trembling voice, his head buried so low he didn't even have the courage to look at Lin Chen.

His hands supported the ground, his knuckles turning white from the force, words tumbling out of his mouth intermittently,

"It... it's the Black Scorpion Organization,

they said they would provide us with weapons and resources, as long as we could stir up chaos in the safe zone, as long as we could kill you."

Lin Chen's gaze fell on him, without any emotional fluctuation,

just asking faintly: "Where is the Black Scorpion Organization's stronghold, and who is the person you contacted?"

The black-clad man's body shook, his throat rolling a few times, seemingly still hesitating.

A Starfire Group member beside him stepped forward, tapping his shoulder lightly with the butt of his gun.

The black-clad man panicked immediately, his speaking speed becoming faster: "The stronghold is in an abandoned factory thirty kilometers outside the city,

and the person we contacted is codenamed Poison Sting; he always wears a red scarf when he comes, very easy to recognize."

Lin Chen nodded and waved his hand at the team members behind him: "Take all these people back,

lock them in the underground cell, guard them strictly, and don't let them have a chance to commit suicide or pass on messages."

The team members stepped forward immediately, dragging the black-clad men who were still begging for mercy toward the outside of the valley. Lin Guodong lay on the ground, one arm twisted at a strange angle,

looking at Lin Chen's back, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, a rattling sound coming from his mouth,

like a trapped beast howling. He wanted to curse, wanted to roar, wanted to lunge up and bite Lin Chen's throat,

but he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand, only able to watch the other's footsteps move further and further away.

Lin Chen walked to the masked man who had been frozen, raised his hand, and a wave of cold air surged over,

dense cracks appearing on the ice layer instantly. He stared at the masked man's exposed eyes, his voice still cold: "You are also a member of the Black Scorpion Organization."

This wasn't a question, it was a statement. A flash of panic appeared in the masked man's eyes,

then turned fierce again: "Lin Chen, don't be smug, the Black Scorpion Organization won't let you go,

our people are all over every safe zone, and sooner or later, we will pull your Starfire Group up by the roots."

Lin Chen didn't speak, just raised his hand again, the cracks on the ice layer growing larger,

until they shattered completely. The masked man's body fell to the ground, and before he could struggle, he was pinned down by two team members and tied up tightly with special ropes.

The ropes had barbs on them, and any movement would cause them to embed into the flesh; the masked man sweated from the pain, but gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound.

Lin Chen turned and walked toward the outside of the valley, Xia Nuan having already arrived with reinforcements,

and seeing he had no obvious wounds, she breathed a sigh of relief. She handed over a bottle of water: "Drink some water first; we have already sent people to clear the scene at the Southwest supply point,

and additionally, the residents' emotions in the safe zone are stable, and the patrol team has strengthened its guard."

Lin Chen took the water, unscrewed the cap, took a sip, and then handed the bottle to the team member beside him: "Notify everyone, the First Squad and Second Squad assemble immediately,

bring heavy weapons, and follow me to the abandoned factory outside the city. The Third Squad and Fourth Squad stay behind to guard the safe zone,

strengthen patrols at all entrances and exits, and strictly prevent Black Scorpion Organization people from mixing in."

Xia Nuan nodded and immediately took out her communicator to start issuing orders.

Lin Chen walked to his off-road vehicle, opened the door, and sat in; the ice blade was placed on the passenger seat, sunlight shining on it, reflecting cold, hard light.

Half an hour later, on the open ground outside the city, twenty off-road vehicles were lined up neatly,

the members of the First Squad and Second Squad having all assembled, each with a serious expression on their face. Lin Chen got out of the vehicle,

his gaze sweeping over everyone: "The mission this time is to wipe out the Black Scorpion Organization's stronghold and capture Poison Sting alive; any questions?"

"No." The team members answered in unison, their voices loud, echoing across the vast wilderness.

The vehicle convoy set off, the wheels crushing the snow, splashing up pieces of snow foam. The off-road vehicles were fast,

the scenery outside the window flying backward, the team members sitting in the vehicles, gripping their weapons tightly, no one speaking, only the roar of the engines ringing in their ears.

The thirty-kilometer journey was soon over. The factory gate was tightly shut,

the surroundings overgrown with weeds, looking as if it had been abandoned for a long time. Lin Chen raised his hand,

and the convoy stopped immediately. He signaled to the scout beside him, and the scout got out of the vehicle immediately, crouching and creeping toward the factory.

Not long after, the scout ran back, lowering his voice: "Team Leader Lin, the factory wall is very high, there are two guards at the gate, and there is a faint sound of machinery roaring inside; there should be quite a few people."

Lin Chen nodded and made a gesture to the team members. The team members immediately divided into two teams,

one team circling to the back of the factory from the left, one team encircling from the right, and Lin Chen took Xia Nuan and walked toward the front gate of the factory.

The guards at the gate saw them and immediately raised their guns: "Stop, this is private property, don't come closer."

Lin Chen didn't stop, continuing to walk forward. The guard's face changed, and just as he was about to pull the trigger,

he was hit in the wrist by an ice cone thrown by Xia Nuan, the gun falling to the ground with a clatter.

Lin Chen stepped forward quickly, knocking the two guards unconscious with one punch each.

The factory gate was pushed open, and the scene inside came into view. In the spacious factory building,

various machines were placed, and over a dozen people in black clothes were busy, seeing Lin Chen and Xia Nuan suddenly break in, they were all stunned.

"Who are you?"

A man wearing a red scarf walked out from behind a machine, holding a pistol, none other than the man codenamed Poison Sting.

Lin Chen looked at him, a cold sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I am the one who has come to take your life."

Poison Sting's face changed, and he immediately roared at the people around him: "Do it, kill them."

The black-clad men in the factory immediately picked up weapons and rushed toward Lin Chen and Xia Nuan.

Xia Nuan raised her hand, several ice cones shooting out, and the few people rushing at the front fell to the ground in response.

Lin Chen activated Absolute Territory, an invisible barrier unfolding, and all the black-clad men rushing over were thrown back.

Poison Sting watched this scene, his face turning deathly pale, and he turned to run toward the back of the factory. Lin Chen's figure flashed, appearing instantly in front of him, the ice blade pressing against his throat.

"Want to run!"

Lin Chen's voice sounded in his ear, carrying bone-piercing coldness.

Poison Sting's body stiffened, the gun in his hand falling to the ground, and he looked at the cold light flashing on the ice blade,

his teeth starting to chatter: "Lin... Lin Chen, we can negotiate terms, the Black Scorpion Organization has many resources,

we can cooperate, I can give you everything."

Lin Chen looked at him, his eyes devoid of any fluctuation: "I don't need your resources, I only need your life."

The ice blade exerted slight force, slicing Poison Sting's throat, and fresh blood gushed out instantly. Poison Sting clutched his throat, his body falling limply, his eyes filled with unwillingness and fear.

The black-clad men in the factory saw Poison Sting killed, their morale instantly disintegrating,

and they knelt on the ground to beg for mercy one after another. Lin Chen waved his hand at the team members rushing in: "Take all these people back, and additionally, transport all the machines and supplies in the factory back to the safe zone."

The team members acted immediately, escorting the black-clad men out, while starting to inventory the supplies in the factory.

Xia Nuan walked to Lin Chen's side, looking at the corpses on the ground, and asked: "The Black Scorpion Organization's stronghold has been wiped out; what should we do next?"

Lin Chen looked up at the sky outside the factory, the sun shining brightly, dispersing the clouds.

He turned around and walked toward the outside of the factory, his voice clearly coming through: "Go back and reorganize the team,

the Black Scorpion Organization won't have only this one stronghold; we still have many battles to fight." ===== CHAPTER 239 =====