Three days had passed since the Anjing House announced the mission via text message. Ren Xiaosu and the others had tried their best to rush over as quickly as possible. To their surprise, they had indeed intercepted the Pyro Company's convoy. However, this convoy was just a ploy to mislead them.
If the Anjing House could plant a spy in the Pyro Company and find out in advance that the Pyro Company was heading to the grasslands to capture them, the Pyro Company could also have access to the Anjing House's A-rank hitmen's cell phones.
Since both sides were old rivals, how could the Pyro Company not guard against the Anjing House?
Yang Xiaojin even felt that the Anjing House spy who was in the Pyro Company might already be dead.
A battle between spies was often like an undercurrent in the deep sea that could kill without leaving a trace.
"Then if the Pyro Company split up, which route will they take to transport the No. 001 Experimental?" Ren Xiaosu asked, "Is it possible for us to catch up and intercept them now?"
"That's impossible." Yang Xiaojin shook her head. "Since the other party planned it so carefully and even got a T5-ranked combatant to act as bait, their backup route must be even more secure. They might even be arriving at the Pyro Company's headquarters by now."
Ren Xiaosu was a little nervous. If Yan Liuyuan was really captured by the Pyro Company, he would definitely be dead.
The others would hide at the back and wait for others to make the first move. If it were any other time, Ren Xiaosu would definitely hide in the shadows like everyone else and fish in troubled waters.
But Yan Liuyuan was too important to him. So he did not hesitate to be the first to make a move.
"Where will the Pyro Company send the No. 001 Experimental for research after capturing it?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"The Sacred Mountains." Yang Xiaojin analyzed, "Almost all of the supernatural beings captured by the Pyro Company have been sent to the Sacred Mountains, which is the legendary Hallowed Grounds. The Pyro Company has set up a research institute there, and the roads leading in and out are all guarded by troops."
"How many roads are there into the mountains?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"Seven." Yang Xiaojin explained, "The Sacred Mountains are an entire mountain range that extends for more than 200 kilometers. Every road is garrisoned with an entire regimental force."
"With a supernatural being's physique, there's no need for them to take the main road. Since the Sacred Mountains are so huge, the Pyro Company can't seal off the entire mountain range," Ren Xiaosu said.
"Are you going to the Sacred Mountain?" Yang Xiaojin asked.
"Yes." Ren Xiaosu nodded. "I have my reasons."
"Alright, I'll go with you." Yang Xiaojin said, "But you have to listen to my advice on some things. The danger in the Sacred Mountains is not only limited to the Pyro Company troops stationed there. In fact, the Pyro Company troops usually don't even dare to enter the Sacred Mountains. Those who can enter and leave are all genetically modified soldiers who have been genetically modified by the Pyro Company. The Anjing House has also sent A-rank hitmen in before, but without exception, there was no news of them."
Yang Xiaojin continued, "I know you're concerned about Liuyuan's safety, and I don't want anything to happen to him either. But this shouldn't be the reason for you to lose your composure and caution. Always plan before you act. This time, we can't just barge in unprepared. As the saying goes, being too concerned leads to confusion. You have to listen to me for this operation. "
Ren Xiaosu pondered it for a while before sighing. "Mhm, thank you for the reminder."
It was not that Yang Xiaojin was afraid of death. If she were, she would not have accompanied him to the Sacred Mountains. However, Yang Xiaojin knew better than anyone that Ren Xiaosu could easily lose his mind because of Yan Liuyuan. Therefore, what she had to do was not to accompany Ren Xiaosu in acting recklessly but to help Ren Xiaosu maintain his composure.
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On the same afternoon, a member of the Anjing House who had witnessed the entire battle passed on the news that there were no Experimentals in the Pyro Company's convoy to the Anjing House.
After receiving the news, the Anjing House confirmed the information and finally sent a follow-up text: "The No. 001 Experimental has been transported to the Sacred Mountains. Please confirm that the Anjing House hitmen will carry out the mission and assist the Anjing House in stopping the Pyro Company's research. The reward …"
This time, the reward offered by the Anjing House was even higher than the reward for intercepting the convoy. However, they did not mention the rendezvous point or the specific plan. It seemed like they were trying to prevent the Pyro Company from finding out about it in advance.
As for how they were going to gather all the hitmen together, that would be up to the Anjing House. They would definitely have a way to do it.
When Ren Xiaosu received this text, he did not head straight to the Sacred Mountains. Instead, he followed Yang Xiaojin to a city ruin that was more than 100 kilometers west of the Sacred Mountains.
This place was originally a county town from before The Cataclysm. From the outside, the buildings in the ruins were all dilapidated, and there was not a single person on the streets.
But Yang Xiaojin led Ren Xiaosu through a series of twists and turns before they entered a bomb shelter.
It was dark underground. After walking for dozens of meters and turning a corner, they saw an old lamp embedded in the walls of the bomb shelter. Two young men were squatting under the lamp.
When they saw someone coming in, they stood up and asked, "Where are you from?"
Yang Xiaojin calmly handed over 10,000 yuan in cash and said, "Two people. We're here to ask for information."
One of the young men took the cash and clapped it in his hand. He said with a smile, "Then you've come to the right place. However, we can't guarantee the accuracy of our information. You can judge for yourselves, but don't expect us to help you catch scammers."
"I know the rules," Yang Xiaojin said as she continued walking inside. The young man whistled, and a dilapidated iron door slowly opened in front of Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin.
Unlike the desolation outside, the area behind the door of the bomb shelter was bustling with activity.
"A black market?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"Yes." Yang Xiaojin walked inside. "But this black market isn't very big, and there aren't many people either. Unlike the black market in Luoyang City, which focuses on pleasure and is filled with money-squandering dens, it's considered a place for some mob bosses to retire. But this place is even more chaotic. Before the Anjing House appeared, most of the hitmen's missions were issued from here, and many outlaws are hiding here. The bomb shelter is very big, and it's spread throughout the ruins of the entire county. It's a good place to hide evil. "
"You didn't bring me here for information, did you?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"The Anjing House has arranged for a lot of people to come here. It can be said that nearly half of the entire underground black market is in the hands of the Anjing House. Although this place is quite far from the Pyro Company's Sacred Mountains, if the Anjing House wants to infiltrate the Sacred Mountains, they'll probably use this place as their final resting place." Yang Xiaojin said, "Moreover, it's said that there are people here who have been to the outskirts of the Sacred Mountains. Having someone lead the way is better than us crossing the river by groping for stones on our own. "
In other words, they wanted to find some people who would be willing to die for them.
Ren Xiaosu suddenly recalled that when they first entered the Jing Mountains, Yang Xiaojin and the others had also found a group of private soldiers who were idling around and even asked him to be their guide.
Now that he thought about it, he felt like it was a lifetime ago. At that time, he had only just obtained the palace and had yet to see what this world really looked like.
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