Chapter 140: Fog Conceals the Heavy Building

  Seeing us walk out, Director Yang suddenly fell to the ground, holding his injured wrist and sweating profusely, not knowing whether it was painful or frightening.

  The policewoman walked around the table and came in front of Director Yang, helping him up. "Ahh..." a pained cry, "Damn it, be gentle!"

  "That policewoman is also following... Ah! Look at what's on the table!"

  He lifted his head and took a glance, his eyes rolled back and he almost fainted. On the table were two palm prints, one inch deep. He muttered to himself: Is he still human? This is a marble tabletop, how is this possible?

  "Impossible, impossible!" he shook his head while stretching out his hand to touch the two palm prints. Just as they touched the surface of the table, the objects on it suddenly fell to the ground with a loud crash, and the entire marble table turned into powder that dispersed in mid-air.

  Yang Zong saw all of this and rolled his eyes before finally fainting.

  "What's wrong with you guys? Can't you hurry up and help?"

  The several police officers who were just caught and brought in walked by slowly, thinking to themselves: "Damn it, why didn't they just shoot you dead? It's all because of you, almost got us killed."

  Beijing National Security Bureau, Special Task Force One secret training base.

  The door of Wang Guohua's office was kicked open with a loud bang, and a burly man with a height of nearly two meters rushed in, his square face and eyes shining with a divine light.

  "Upon seeing Wang Guohua, he shouted: 'Squad leader, did you feel that?'"

  "Wang Guo furrowed his brow and said: 'Lei Zheng, you little brat, can't you just knock on the door? I've had to replace my office door over a dozen times already.'"

  "Lei Zhen awkwardly scratched his head: Team leader, I'm in a hurry, aren't I? That strange and eerie power just now was too overwhelming."

  "Wang Guo stood up and walked to the window, looking northeast and said: Don't you think this power is very familiar?"

  Lei Zhen thought for a moment and said: I feel like I've met him before, but I don't know where.

  "Ah... I remember now, one of Japan's three major Shinto sects is the Umiasobi Sect."

  "Yes, Wang Guohua stroked the scar on his chest: I think that only the Great Elder of Fog Hidden Sect, Fog Heavy Building, can have such a powerful force."

  "Damn it, is this old monster still not dead? How did he end up in China?"

  "It seems his temper is quite big, coming here and still being so arrogant. However, he has the capital to be arrogant, our country doesn't seem to have many who can rival him."

  "What's going on? He must be up to no good coming to China, can't just let him act so arrogantly?"

  "Wang Guohua said: You go find Mi Yue and Huang Tian, let them go with you to take a look. However, unless absolutely necessary, don't make a move, you are not his match."

  Chen Dong suddenly jumped down from the bed, his face solemnly looking outside: damn it, it seems to be Yaozi's nemesis, how did he provoke such a perverted enemy?

  Found a black windbreaker in the closet and put it on, opened the window and jumped out, gone in an instant.

  "In the hall of the nightclub, twenty or so ninjas surrounded Lao Bian and his more than a dozen brothers. Not far from them stood an old man, wearing traditional Japanese clothing, with snow-white hair tied up in a bun, an aged face, eyes gleaming with an eerie light, and an aura emanating from him that made it impossible for Lao Bian and the others to move."

  "Hmm... A cold hum: Who killed Yoshikawa Ichirō?"

  "I don't know...the mad dog said with difficulty. Mobilizing all his strength to resist that oppressive power."