The clouds outside the Sacred Mountains had yet to disperse, and the tarantulas hidden in the clouds were still entrenched here.
When the 2,000-odd people advanced into the cloudy area, they did not stop like normal people. Instead, they plunged straight into the clouds.
But what was surprising was that their pace did not seem to be affected by the clouds at all. They continued advancing towards the interior of the Sacred Mountains without any hindrance.
It had been a long time since anyone had come to this abandoned land. When the tarantulas discovered prey, they started gathering towards the troops.
But when the tarantulas appeared, the soldiers did not panic at all. One of them took out a black box and played a strange sound. When the tarantulas heard the sound, they immediately retreated.
It seemed like the soldiers did not intend to kill the tarantulas. Instead, they wanted to use them as a natural barrier to continue protecting the secrets here.
It was not a secret that belonged to the Pyro Company in the past, but a new one.
This group of more than two thousand people marched in an orderly manner. When they entered the interior of the Holy Mountain, the body of the person in the lead lit up with silver patterns. "This is really a suitable place. Although the equipment is a little old, there are many things that can be obtained locally."
With that, the 2,000-odd soldiers behind him immediately entered the various buildings and started searching for the machinery and equipment left behind by the Pyro Company.
Based on his calculations, this Sacred Mountains was the most suitable place to set up a secret factory. Although he still lacked the support of some technical equipment, he should be able to make up for his final needs soon after the Wang Clan annexed the Pyro Company.
He turned around and looked around at the overgrown weeds in the interior of the Sacred Mountains. He suddenly felt this place was very suitable for him. Everything felt like a new beginning.
…
At this moment, the Zhou Clan's main forces were still gathering at Stronghold 73.
In an office in the intelligence organization's secret base inside Stronghold 73, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses frowned as he looked at a document in his hand. "Any news on Ren Xiaosu?"
"Sir, he left Luoyang City alone the morning before yesterday. His current whereabouts are unknown."
The Zhou Clan's intelligence officer, Zhou Shoushi, was a little displeased. "What the hell are y 'all doing? How could you lose track of such an extremely dangerous person?"
In the luxurious office, there was a huge tiger head hanging on the wall. It was the tiger that Zhou Shoushi had killed 17 years ago.
Under the tiger's head was an exquisite hunting rifle. Everyone who entered the office would first see this scene, and then feel the overwhelming power of the owner of the office in the Zhou Clan.
In the Zhou Clan, Zhou Shoushi, together with Zhou Xilong, who was killed by Ren Xiaosu, and Zhou Yifei, the current supreme military commander, were known as the Three Tigers of the Zhou Clan. He quite liked this nickname.
The windows of the office were covered with thick curtains. These people seemed to dislike sunlight by nature.
The intelligence agent across from Zhou Shoushi said, "The main forces should be arriving at Stronghold 73 within two days. Sir, we don't have to be so worried, right?"
"The problem is how we're going to spend the next two days." Zhou Shoushi put the document in his hand aside. "How are things going with Hope Media?"
"Our informants in Luoyang City reported that Hope Media is packing up and seems to be moving." The intelligence agent said, "Hope Media has already parked their convoy outside. They should be leaving in the next few days."
"Leaving?" Zhou Shoushi was stunned. "Where are they going?"
"Rumor has it that they're going to the Northwest," the intelligence agent said.
But at this moment, the sound of an explosion came from outside. Zhou Shoushi immediately stood up. "What's going on?!"
After a while, an intelligence agent knocked on the door and entered. "Sir, bad news! The city gate of Stronghold 73 has been blown up with explosives!"
"What?" Zhou Shoushi was stunned. "The city gate was blown up? What are the garrison troops doing? "
"They're hunting down the person who blew up the city gate. It's said that the culprit was already in the city, but he suddenly approached the city gate, dropped the explosives, and fled. The culprit who blew up the city gate is currently on the run in the stronghold, but it seems like there's more than one of them. Someone's helping him," the intelligence agent explained.
"Hurry up and go! It's a disgrace to our intelligence agency to have such a person lurking in the stronghold. Organize a field operation to capture him. We must capture these people before nightfall!" Zhou Shoushi flew into a rage. With such a serious incident happening, he would probably not be able to explain it to his boss, Zhou Shiji.
For a moment, most of the field personnel from the Zhou Clan's intelligence agency were attracted by the explosion. They swarmed out like locusts.
When Zhou Shoushi picked up his teacup, he realized the tea had turned cold. He picked up the phone and informed someone outside, "Get me another cup of tea."
After that, he hung up and started reading the other documents. But for some reason, Zhou Shoushi kept feeling a little uneasy.
They were already guarding against Ren Xiaosu taking revenge on the Zhou Clan. Now that such a terrible incident had suddenly happened in Stronghold 73, it had to be related to Ren Xiaosu.
The door creaked open. Zhou Shoushi frowned. "Why didn't you knock?"
Zhou Shoushi was about to lose his temper, but when he saw the young man who had pushed open the door and entered, he froze.
He saw Ren Xiaosu holding a saucer. However, there was no cup or steaming hot tea in the saucer. Instead, there was a bloodied pistol.
Zhou Shoushi forced himself to calm down. He slowly reached under the table and wanted to press the red button. However, Ren Xiaosu said with a smile, "Don't press it, it's useless. Everyone in the entire building is dead. I didn't even spare the hounds you all raised. Don't you think you're a little crazy?"
A chill rose in Zhou Shoushi's heart. He did not even hear any commotion outside.
However, he believed Ren Xiaosu as soon as he said it. It was because the other party was Ren Xiaosu.
"What are you doing here?" Zhou Shoushi asked uneasily.
"I heard that y 'all were looking for me and even got the underworld's intelligence peddler to offer a reward for me. When I saw that the price was so high, I came here to see if I could get the money." Ren Xiaosu picked up Zhou Shoushi's spectacles cloth from the table and started wiping the bloodstained pistol on the plate.
Zhou Shoushi said, "It wasn't my idea to kill Jiang Xu."
"See, it's much easier to chat like this, right?" Ren Xiaosu said calmly, "Who else could it be if not you? You're Luo Zongren's direct superior."
"Although he's half a rank lower than me, he doesn't report to me most of the time. I also know that the things he's doing can't be exposed, so I deliberately avoided it. I was afraid that the boss above me would get rid of me in the future to keep the secret," Zhou Shoushi explained.
"Well, that's a good reason." Ren Xiaosu nodded. "So you're saying that the person who wanted to kill Jiang Xu and gave the order was the boss of the Zhou Clan, Zhou Shiji? But even if you're very clean about it, you still have to die. "
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