"Friend, whoever you are, hear me out. No matter who sent you to kill me, no matter how high the reward they promised you, I'll double it." Licking his dry lips, the Huang family head's voice was coaxing, "As long as you let me go, when I get home, I'll fulfill my promise immediately!"

The cowboy-hatted man didn't speak, and even scratched his head. The Huang family head felt relieved. He thought his words had worked, and the other party was seriously considering his conditions.

So that's all it took.

The Huang family head leaned forward, pressing the advantage, "This young brother, you probably don't know my identity yet. I'm from the capital, have you heard of the Huang family in the north of the capital?" Mentioning his family, the Huang family head's confidence increased, his tone carrying a hint of pride: "I am the head of the Huang family. If you hurt me, you'll be in huge trouble. My family won't let you go. I also have a son, and he will take people and chase you to the ends of the earth..."

"Ding!"

As if a system in the car had been activated, after a rustling sound of electricity, a child's voice came from the speakers, "Number Two, I've taken care of things on my end. Huang Daojing's son is especially well-behaved. Not only did he confess all his father's affairs, but he also took the initiative to cooperate with us. He only has one request, for his father to disappear, so that he can rightfully take over the Huang family, and his father's several mistresses as well."

"Understood," Number Two straightened his cowboy hat.

At the same time, music came from the speakers. The music was very rhythmic, and Number Two's hand on the steering wheel couldn't help but tap along to the beat. The scene was relaxed and pleasant.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Huang Daojing was stunned. After a moment, he reacted, "That unfilial son!" Huang Daojing trembled with anger, "Young brother, send me back, and I'll deal with that unfilial son. Everything the Huang family has can be..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Daojing suddenly pulled out a dagger from under the seat and stabbed it diagonally at the neck of the man driving the car. His eyes were full of ferocity. He never intended to let this man go.

Daring to come alone to kill him, did he think Huang Daojing was made of mud?

He had already confirmed that the man was also an Adept, like himself, but Adepts were also divided into high and low. His ability was especially suitable for sneak attacks. He could kill the man and use it as a pledge of allegiance to the Night Watch.

"Puchi!"

In Huang Daojing's unbelievable gaze, his arm began to shake with a strange rhythm, then changed direction and plunged straight into his own neck, blood spurting out.

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

...

On the dark road, the man in the driver's seat focused on driving, looking straight ahead. The man in the back seat fell on the seat, following the rhythm of the music, his right hand weakly waving, sending the dagger into his own neck again and again.

Blood stained the seat red, splattering everywhere.

...

Everything that happened in the car was captured by a disguised camera and presented on the big screen in the conference room almost as a live broadcast after some processing.

The family heads who had been sitting with Huang Daojing not long ago felt a chill all over their bodies.

Huang Daojing secretly contacted his son using his mobile phone, planning to defect. Being executed for this was not unusual. The military was, after all, the most powerful institution in this country, and its methods of dealing with traitors had always been tough.

What was important was the way Huang Daojing died. Anyone with eyes could see that he definitely didn't commit suicide. It felt like... it felt like an invisible person was grabbing Huang Daojing's hand and stabbing him to death, one knife at a time.

Huang Daojing's neck was almost completely severed, with only a layer of skin still connected. His head drooped down, his eyes wide open, unwilling to die.

As the head of the Huang family, Huang Daojing had some tricks up his sleeve. At least most of the people sitting here couldn't deal with him.

But such an expert was killed without any resistance. The raw visual impact shocked everyone present.

There was only one explanation: the person who killed him was also an Adept, and much stronger than Huang Daojing.

The venue was very quiet except for a few rapid breaths.

Lin Wan'er sat in the top seat, her slender fingertips lightly tapping on the table. Her playful eyes slowly scanned the faces of these seniors. Those who were stared at by her couldn't help but avoid her gaze.

General Chen estimated that the situation was about right and slowly said, "The evidence of Huang Daojing's defection is conclusive, and he has now been executed. I hope everyone present will take this as a warning." He held the remote control in his hand and pressed it on the screen, and the bloody scene disappeared.

After the picture disappeared, everyone breathed easier.

"That's natural, that's natural." The Wei family head swallowed hard, shamelessly smiling and said. He wished he could bang his head and die right now. Just now, besides Huang Daojing, he was the one who had jumped the most enthusiastically.

He originally thought that with the Huang family taking the lead and pulling in the other families, they could get the military to give up some benefits. Now, it was all for naught. Not only did he not get any benefits, but he estimated that soon, the big stick would fall on the Wei family's head.

"Huang Daojing, that damned thing!" The Wei family head smiled obsequiously, but in his heart, he was already whipping the corpse of Huang Daojing, that useless thing.

"Mr. Wei." Lin Wan'er suddenly looked at him, and the latter felt a chill run down his spine.

"Commissioner, do you have any instructions?" The Wei family head trembled and became even more humble. He could feel a pair of cold eyes staring at him. Chen Ran was not far from him, tilting his head and looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

Lin Wan'er flicked her hair near her temples, casually saying as if chatting about everyday things, "I've long heard that under Mr. Wei's leadership, the younger generation of the Wei family is full of talent. Now that the country is in need of people, I'm sure Mr. Wei won't be stingy, right?"

"Commissioner, you flatter me. My Wei family is wholeheartedly serving the country and dares not hide anything. As long as the country needs it, my Wei family is willing to give our all until our last breath!" The Wei family head's words were sincere, completely different from before. Anyone who didn't know better would think the Wei family had changed personnel mid-game.

"Mr. Wei is very understanding." Lin Wan'er waved her hand at Chen Ran, who walked up, flipped open a file in his hand, revealing a blank page, and placed it in front of the Wei family head, while also dropping a pen.

"Commissioner." The Wei family head raised his head with a strange expression and looked at Lin Wan'er, "What is this..."

"According to what Mr. Wei said earlier, there should be many Wei family members who are contributing to the army in secret, right?" Lin Wan'er said with a smile, "Please write down their names, positions, departments, and contact information. We don't want to bury talent. Mr. Wei, please rest assured that we have more important positions to arrange for them."

The Wei family head's eyes widened suddenly, "This..."

"Hehe." General Chen waved his hand and stepped forward with a naive smile to smooth things over, "Commissioner Lin, since Mr. Wei is unwilling, I think we should just forget it. Hey, you, arrange a car and send Mr. Wei home to rest."

Unexpectedly, the next second, the Wei family head immediately held down the paper in front of him, snatched the pen, and began to write, as if worried that someone would snatch it away and prevent him from writing, "What nonsense are you talking about, General Chen? Why forget it? Hey, brother over there, please bring me a few more sheets of paper. I'm mainly worried that I won't write in enough detail and delay the Commissioner's important affairs."

The Wei family head wrote while looking up and smiling, "That, uh, the air is pretty good tonight, so I won't take a car back. You... you guys don't have to force it. I'll scan a code and ride a shared bicycle back. Thirty-some li is not far, it's low-carbon, mainly environmentally friendly!"