Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

Chapter 1454: Chapter 701_2

Seeing the other party silent, Night Owl sighed, picked up the bottle, and poured himself another glass of whiskey, trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

White Ghost coldly stared at him for a moment, then said:

"I’m not interested in hearing your reasons for what’s already happened."

"Now isn’t the time to discuss who should bear the blame, but rather how to solve the problem. First, tell me clearly how Ghost Fox got taken down?"

Upon hearing this, Night Owl raised his glass and sat up straight:

"After hearing about Ghost Fox’s disappearance, I sent someone to the base to thoroughly investigate."

"According to the reports from below, half a month ago, three elite assassins defected from the base and joined an organization called the ’Illuminati.’"

"This organization operates right in East Capital. To clean house, Ghost Fox secretly mobilized a small elite team to track the defectors’ whereabouts, intending to capture them."

"But since then, their signals have completely ceased, and they haven’t sent back any messages to the base."

White Ghost’s gaze darkened:

"Where was their last known location?"

"Not clear."

Night Owl shook his head:

"This was a spur-of-the-moment secret operation, and besides the participants, they didn’t leave any detailed tracking routes for anyone else at the base."

Upon hearing this, White Ghost’s brows furrowed tighter:

"A secret operation?"

Night Owl nodded slightly:

"Before those three members defected, they stole a secret scroll that listed numerous dormant members of the Black Shark Organization distributed throughout Xia Country."

"Ghost Fox kept it from me, dared not report up, and privately assembled trusted aides, planning to recover the list, clean up the traces, and then report back."

A gleam flashed in White Ghost’s eyes, suddenly radiating a murderous aura:

"Arbitrarily mobilizing personnel and concealing major intelligence. Such fools who put personal interests above organizational discipline deserve to die."

Upon hearing this, Night Owl echoed:

"I think the same. I originally planned to find Ghost Fox and them, and directly impose severe punishment according to organizational discipline."

He set down his glass, his tone suddenly becoming very solemn:

"But after I doubled the manpower, searched all the organization’s dark spots in East Capital, and even inquired with the Xiao Family and Noah Organization, there was still no news of their whereabouts, not even a single corpse remnant."

Night Owl looked at White Ghost, finally saying word by word:

"Twelve elite assassins, plus Ghost Fox who possesses S-Class abilities, vanished like thin air."

White Ghost’s expression remained unmoved, only crossing his arms, pondering for a moment before asking:

"What’s the background of this Illuminati organization?"

"It’s an organization that suddenly emerged; previously, in the underground world, we had never heard of it."

Night Owl shook his head slowly, speaking in a deep voice:

"The intelligence department used all channels but couldn’t dig up the details or specific structure of this Illuminati."

"We only know they’ve recently been making deals with some local people in the Black Market and East Capital, and there have been conflicts of interest. The Illuminati’s chairman personally took action, overnight uprooting the opposition with ruthless means, certainly not an easy adversary."

"I suspect, since Ghost Fox was trying to recover the list and capture the defectors, their disappearance is definitely related to this organization, possibly even those three defectors stealing the list were instigated by this organization behind the scenes."

Night Owl rubbed his throbbing temples, raising his eyelids, his expression carrying a hint of apprehension:

"Although Ghost Fox isn’t adept at direct combat, he’s nonetheless one of the seven S-Class experts in the organization."

"The fact that his led team vanished silently without a single survivor left illustrates that this Illuminati’s site-clearing methods are extremely professional. Moreover, their overall strength is definitely not weak, even possibly hiding top-notch Super S-Class combat power."

Night Owl raised his head, tentatively looking at the white silhouette standing by the window:

"Did you come here personally this time to avenge Ghost Scythe and the others?"

"Revenge? I absolutely don’t consider such a wasteful emotion."

White Ghost lowered his arms, walking to the coffee table, speaking contemptuously:

"In this world, the law of the jungle is the natural order; dying only proves they were too weak."

His gaze rested on Night Owl’s face across the coffee table, and his tone became extremely harsh:

"Don’t forget, Black Shark is only a weapon we wield in the underground world. Our true allegiance lies with the ’Ideal Land.’"

Night Owl’s expression became serious, unconsciously sitting up straight.

Both being core members of the Ideal Land, they naturally understood the large entity hiding behind Black Shark and their leader’s god-like methods.

"Our leader views East Capital as a crucial chessboard, harboring extremely important plans currently in a critical phase. Even Lord Claude has come to East Capital personally to ensure everything goes without a hitch."

After admonishing, White Ghost continued:

"This suddenly emerging Illuminati indeed is a variable. Lord Claude’s order is that the current situation in Xia Country is complex and we cannot act rashly."

"So you’d better use the organization’s intelligence network in East Capital to secretly investigate White Owl and the Illuminati first, uncover their true details, then decide on a course of action."

Night Owl secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Cautious and survival-minded, he feared White Ghost impulsively grabbing the katana and paying them a direct visit.

If they ended up hitting a wall, he’d be dragged down along.

"Understood, I’ll personally oversee the intelligence gathering."

Night Owl immediately nodded in agreement.

White Ghost reached out and gripped the sword hilt on his back, slowly drawing the katana from its scabbard.

He lowered his head, looking at the icy sharp brilliance on the blade.

"If not for the leader’s command, instructing us to focus on the grand plan of creating the New World... I really would like to meet Xia Country’s top experts to test the new Sword Dao I’ve realized in the Otherworld."

White Ghost’s palm tightened around the hilt, a faint white stream turning between his fingers.

"Being able to kill Ghost Scythe head-on, his punches must be quick."

"It’s been a long time since I felt the sensation of being hurt, I wonder if that man’s strength can shatter my bones. Only the blood of such strongmen is fit to stain my sword edge."

Night Owl blinked in surprise: "The Illuminati’s chairman?"

"An organization that can only hide in the shadows has nothing worthy of drawing my sword."

White Ghost sneered:

"I would like to meet that murderer, White Owl."

Upon hearing this, Night Owl’s eyelid twitched slightly.

White Ghost flipped his wrist, the long sword "clang" precisely returning to its sheath.

He raised his hand to cover his mask, rare fervor gleaming in the icy electronic synthesized voice:

"We both share the surname White, both equally believe in the ultimate strength of the flesh and pure Martial Arts. I believe, if we were to clash, we would get along very well."

As the words fell, White Ghost’s body began to change again.

Dense white mist rose from under his feet, rapidly enveloping his entire body.

The nanomaterials of optical invisibility restarted, and his silhouette gradually became transparent with the mist, blending his outline with the surrounding air.

In just a few seconds.

With the mist dispersing, White Ghost completely vanished from the suite.

No trace remained, along with that deadly oppressive feeling.

Night Owl sat alone on the couch, watching the empty floor-to-ceiling window.

Then picked up the whiskey bottle on the coffee table, tilting his neck and swallowing it in one go.

The hot liquor went down his throat, he exhaled a long breath of alcohol fumes, heavily placing the bottle back on the marble table.

Black Shark’s three aces, now one dead, one arrogant.

Faced with East Capital’s intricate situation and that terrifying murderer White Owl, Night Owl’s heart was already on edge, like walking a tightrope.

Now encountering a profoundly mysterious Illuminati, that feeling of unease was growing stronger and stronger.

"Sigh, this boss’s position, damn it, isn’t meant for anyone to sit on..."

He sighed, standing up to head to the bathroom, intending to wash away the remaining cold sweat on his body.

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