Chapter 260: Chapter 260: Dark Room
Inside the warehouse, corpses were strewn everywhere, blood flowing freely, the dozens of people who were lively just ten minutes ago had instantly turned into a pile of dead bodies.
Moreover, upon reflection, the cause of death for these people was not the act of outsiders, they all killed each other, with Pepi even killing himself.
At this thought, Boss Mao suddenly realized that if anyone could cause this bizarre scene in front of him, there was only one person, and that was the recently rumored, lively Grey Wolf.
Only at this moment did Boss Mao remember that the person standing beside him was wearing the Grey Wolf mask, and everything today was directly related to him.
This means, the person beside him must be that mysterious Grey Wolf.
The thought of having spent so much time with the terrifying Grey Wolf made Boss Mao’s heart shudder in terror, he immediately threw down his handgun, his face showing fear, as he stared at Wang Yan in terror, backing away tremblingly.
After just two steps back, Boss Mao was immediately tripped by something and fell to the ground.
Boss Mao looked up and saw that in front of him, it was Pepi, who had been bleeding from every aperture, covered in blood, who had just tripped him.
Shivering with fright, Boss Mao quickly scrambled up, crawling furiously using both his hands and feet, but with every step he took, he would see the lifeless bodies of brothers with grievances unresolved, and with each crawl, his hands would become stained with blood that was already congealing.
The blood was the coalescence of countless people’s blood, almost solidifying, as if it wanted to glue Boss Mao’s hands and feet to the ground.
Boss Mao screamed, with each crawl falling down, his body gradually covered in bloodstains, looking like a blood-soaked man.
Having been in the field for a long time, Boss Mao had seen all sorts of bloody scenes, and had personally killed dozens of people.
Yet at this moment, in Boss Mao’s eyes, the dead bodies in front of him became extremely terrifying, and the warehouse seemed to have turned into a hell on earth.
In the end, Boss Mao’s whole body went limp, with no courage left to escape through the bloodstains, leaning back on a wooden crate, trembling all over.
At this time, Boss Mao saw Su Yamo like a savior, yelling at Su Yamo: “I surrender, come and arrest me, get me out of here. I am guilty, I’ve killed, trafficked drugs, I confess everything, just take me away from here—”
Seeing this, Su Yamo was already dumbfounded and shocked, it was his first time seeing a criminal so willingly wanting to be captured by him.
However, at this time, she quickly remembered Grey Wolf beside her.
“This must be Grey Wolf’s doing!”
Su Yamo quickly turned her head, wanting to look at Wang Yan beside her.
But, she saw there was no one by her side, Grey Wolf who was standing there just a moment ago had already vanished.
Su Yamo looked at her wrist, seeing the handcuff was still there, but the other side of the handcuff had somehow been opened, with nothing attached.
Su Yamo quickly looked around, seeing that the whole warehouse was empty, not a shadow of Grey Wolf in sight.
Su Yamo hurriedly turned and rushed out of the warehouse, looking into the distance.
Outside the warehouse was completely desolate, without a single shadow of a person.
Staring at the silent night sky, Su Yamo gritted her teeth and said, “Grey Wolf, just wait, I will definitely catch you.”
After shouting a few words, Su Yamo helplessly returned to the warehouse, seeing Boss Mao, who was just sitting there trembling with shock, had tilted his head to one side, no longer breathing.
As it turns out, he was scared to death.
…
At this moment, a shadow leaped gracefully under the moon’s glow, like a dragonfly touching the water, stepping on tall trees and buildings, gradually rising higher, finally landing on the highest skyscraper in Wanghai City.
The shadow sat down on the edge of the building and removed the Grey Wolf mask, revealing Wang Yan.
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Wang Yan muttered with lingering fear, “Terrifying, truly terrifying. The minds of these monsters are unfathomable, I really don’t know what they’re thinking. Luckily, I finally escaped.”
Wang Yan exhaled a long breath, finally overcoming his shock at Su Yamo.
However, he soon smiled: “I killed a total of seventy-eight people just now, each one wicked, deserving of death, it seems my merit will increase quite a bit.”
While Wang Yan was pondering, the Demon Pattern behind him suddenly emitted a brilliant glow, its power surging out of his body, shooting into the night sky. With this power, Wang Yan’s cultivation level increased significantly.
Wang Yan felt a surge of joy, standing up immediately, thinking, “Great, I’ve broken through to Mid-Tier Demon Master. Heng was right, as long as I find the right path, focusing on cultivation, my level will rise very quickly. Hahaha, it seems Grey Wolf will remain in Wanghai City for some time.”
Having said this, Wang Yan stood on the peak of the tall building, gazed into the distance, then leaped, flying back into Wanghai City.
The next morning.
In a corner of Wanghai City, there was an extremely inconspicuous restaurant, appearing deserted, with hardly any patrons.
An unremarkable vehicle drove up from a distance, stopping at the restaurant’s entrance, from which a man in a gray trench coat stepped out.
The man wore his trench coat collar high, completely covering half his face, so no one could see his features.
The trench-coated man stood in front of the car, cautiously scanning around, then turned and entered the restaurant.
It was not a mealtime, so the restaurant was empty, with only a man dozing off at the cashier’s counter.
The cashier glanced up as the trench-coated man entered, his sleepy eyes flashing with a sharp light, but he immediately lay back down, ignoring the trench-coated man.
The trench-coated man skillfully passed by the cashier’s counter, walking into a private room at the back, locking the door behind him.
This room had a table and a few chairs, resembling an ordinary hotel’s private room with no unusual features.
The man sat on one of the chairs, casually picking up a toothpick box from the table, pouring all the toothpicks onto the table.
At the bottom of the empty toothpick box was a red button.
The trench-coated man pressed this red button.
The ground of the private room suddenly split open, and the chair the trench-coated man was sitting on slowly descended below ground level.
The ground closed again, leaving the private room unchanged except for the missing chair.
At thirty meters underground, the chair slowly descended from above, landing on the floor.
As soon as the chair landed, a dozen strong, muscular men rushed out of the darkness, each holding a submachine gun aimed at the trench-coated man.
The trench-coated man slowly raised his hands, smoothing his trench coat collar.
Upon seeing this, the strong men immediately lowered their submachine guns, one among them respectfully said, “Director Yan, you’re here, the boss has been waiting for you.”