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Returning from Sanhe Entertainment City, Mo Ming took a cold shower to keep his mind clear. There were no obstacles for tonight's meeting with Mourning Lion; it was eerily calm.
Mo Ming found Mourning Lion somewhat elusive. At this time, there were not many people he couldn't figure out, and Mourning Lion was one of them. His overly calm demeanor made it impossible for Mo Ming to guess what he was thinking or what his intentions were.
"Mourning Lion, Mourning Lion, in my life, I fear two types of people: those with great strength and those with unfathomable depth. Which category do you belong to?"
Mo Ming lay back on the relatively large and comfortable bed; after all, this was not a five-star hotel. He recalled Mourning Lion's words and actions.
One Mourning Lion is not frightening; what is terrifying is that Mourning Lion is connected to Yin Jiu, whose background is the Dark Order. The terror of that organization, which can command the underground world, was deeply etched in Mo Ming's heart.
The fear was not about being scared; Mo Ming understood the terror but was not afraid. Otherwise, he wouldn't have retired from the military to form an organization to counter it.
At this moment, Mo Ming felt very anxious. As a pillar of his organization, he bore the greatest pressure. In the war against the Dark Order, he held a core position; if he died, the "Yihun" organization would be finished.
Meeting Mourning Lion tonight was essentially a gamble. If Mourning Lion had ulterior motives and planned to stab him in the back, then danger lurked everywhere because assassins from Hong Gang could come at any moment to take their heads.
"I don't know why, but I always feel that things are becoming increasingly urgent, as if an invisible hand is about to grasp me. I need to quickly take down Hong Gang, followed by the Taizidang, completely uprooting the Dark Order's malignancy from within the country..."
Just as Mo Ming pondered these matters, there was a knock at the door.
The knocking had a rhythmic pattern: three light knocks followed by two heavy ones. This was the knocking rhythm of the Yihun organization. Upon hearing it, Mo Ming knew that Liufeng and others had returned. He immediately got up to open the door.
Liufeng cautiously glanced around before stepping into the room.
Mo Ming closed the door behind him and asked, "Liufeng, how did it go?"
"The brothers are all here now; I've had them spread out," Liufeng replied as he sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and said with a sly smile while taking one out, "I've managed to get explosives—R-23 from D Country. It can be delivered to Sanpan City today and will ensure that Hong Gang's people will never forget it."
It was now three o'clock in the early morning.
"Alright, tomorrow when you get the explosives, have the brothers take action immediately. I want a magnificent fireworks display in Sanpan City tonight." Mo Ming lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa as he saw Liufeng smoking.
Liufeng grinned mischievously, "Of course. Last time I blew up a few of Yin Jiu's places, I was hunted down throughout the city. If I blow up his assets this time, will he hunt me down across the world? ... I'm actually looking forward to it!"
As a killer, he had grown accustomed to the feeling of being on the run. Liufeng enjoyed that state of constant tension. When he thought back to the last time Yin Jiu was after him, he felt excited rather than angry.
"Your expectations might be shattered. My plan is to take Yin Jiu's life within a week. Do you think there's any problem with that?" Mo Ming took a deep drag from his cigarette and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.
The idea of taking out Yin Jiu in Hong Gang's territory within a week was too crazy, but hearing it come from Mo Ming's mouth, Liufeng maintained a calm smile and said nothing, focusing his gaze on Mo Ming.
"What? You think it's difficult?" Mo Ming asked with a faint smile. "Isn't assassination your strong suit? When you took out the officer at Nepal Base, wasn't it effortless for you?"
"That's not exactly difficult, and I'm not questioning your idea. Taking out Yin Jiu is fine; just give me the word and as long as I know where Yin Jiu frequently appears, I can guarantee his head will roll within three days." Liufeng shook his head and smiled. "But I remember you said that taking out Yin Jiu isn't hard, but what about Yin Ten and Yin Eleven?"
"Hahaha, you do remember my words! But that was back then; the situation changes rapidly. If we remain stubbornly conservative, what good would that do?" Mo Ming laughed a few times and looked at Liufeng calmly. "Today I've already made contact with Mourning Lion."
"Don't ask too much. Mourning Lion neither directly agreed nor refused you, but I can see from your eyes that you're quite confident he will agree to your request." Liufeng stared into Mo Ming's eyes for two seconds before voicing his guess.
"Having followed me for so long, you know me well enough. That's right; Mourning Lion hasn't agreed yet, but I can tell that as long as I show my sincerity, Mourning Lion will definitely agree." Mo Ming nodded.
"What kind of person is Mourning Lion?"
"Not simple," Mo Ming replied succinctly.
Liufeng was slightly surprised and asked, "You don't easily say someone is not simple. Once you say it, that person really is not simple. So tell me, what makes him not simple?"
"First of all, this person's marksmanship is quite good."
Liufeng smiled lightly and said, "There are many skilled marksmen out there. Even if Mourning Lion is an excellent shot, he can't be considered an ordinary person, can he?"
"Secondly, this person has a strong sense of crisis. I don't know if there are any special abilities involved, but I do know that some things can be discerned through a person's expressions and body language." Mo Ming asked, "If someone were to infiltrate the organization and try to attack you, would you be able to notice?"
"Yes, as a killer, having a keen sense of smell is especially important. If someone infiltrates the organization with the intent to kill me, I would catch the murderous intent in their every move," Liufeng replied without hesitation. "Are you implying that Mourning Lion has such a keen sense as well?"
"Excluding the possibility of special abilities, Mourning Lion must have detected the other party's murderous intent early on through his sharp instincts."
Mo Ming's ability to sense murderous intent is no less than Liufeng's. However, after entering the gambling house, he did not pick up on any murderous intent from the assassin, indicating that the assassin was well-hidden. At least after Mo Ming met him, he did not reveal his intentions.
Mourning Lion likely noticed the assassin's intentions right from their first encounter. He didn't eliminate the assassin immediately; instead, he kept him around as a ticking time bomb. Clearly, he felt quite secure about his own safety.
"Mourning Lion is the Hall Master of Hong Gang Three Halls Lion Hall. He has lived through many bloody days and has many enemies on the streets who want him dead. The fact that he has survived until now shows he must have some skills. One could say that Mourning Lion is an elite figure in the underworld; it’s not worth saying he’s simple," Liufeng said lightly.
"Lastly, I think you can't deny how extraordinary he is," Mo Ming said with a slight smile. "Thirdly, I can't see through Mourning Lion. His thoughts are completely opaque to me; his depth is too profound. Even that old fox Zhuge Sheng isn't his match!"
"Okay. I can't deny this point; after all, there aren't many people in this world who can leave you puzzled. Since Mourning Lion has managed to do so, it indicates that he truly is extraordinary," Liufeng said with a wry smile and shook his head.
The two had spent quite some time together, and Liufeng was well aware of Mo Ming's capabilities. Besides his overwhelming combat skills, Mo Ming possessed several other abilities, one of which made Liufeng admire him: his ability to read people.
Many scheming individuals easily reveal their true selves in front of Mo Ming. Take Yang Yuan, for example; from their very first meeting, Mo Ming clearly understood what kind of person Yang Yuan was. Even though Yang Yuan presented himself as a noble young man, he couldn't escape Mo Ming's keen observation.
"Alright, Liufeng, it's getting late. You should get some rest and sleep well. When you wake up, our battle will begin," Mo Ming said as he extinguished his cigarette and tossed it into the ashtray.
Liufeng stood up and stretched lazily, saying, "A good sleep sounds nice; after all, being deep in the den of tigers and wolves means we need to conserve our energy."
Just as Liufeng was about to open the door, Mo Ming hurriedly said, "Tomorrow you take the explosives and have the brothers install them. Set the timer for nine o'clock at night; don't forget about installing bombs at Mourning Lion's venue."
"Why?" Liufeng frowned, confused. "Isn't Mourning Lion the person we want to get close to? Why blow up his place?"
Mo Ming raised his middle finger and said, "Liufeng, have you been too busy with bed matters that your brain isn't working? Think about it carefully. If we don't blow up Mourning Lion's place, what will Yin Jiu think?"
"Got it, I was being foolish!" Liufeng quickly understood Mo Ming's point. If they blew up all of Hong Gang's bosses' places but spared Mourning Lion's, then Mourning Lion would definitely be suspected by Yin Jiu.
Watching Liufeng leave the room, Mo Ming rubbed his chin thoughtfully for a moment before a wicked smile appeared on his face. "To ensure the plan goes smoothly, I’m afraid I have to put you in a difficult position, Mourning Lion. I hope you won't hold it against me!"
The night passed without incident.
Mo Ming had only slept for five hours when he was awakened by a series of knocks on the door. When he opened it, he found Crocodile and Poisonous Madness standing outside. Upon seeing Mo Ming open the door, they walked in.
Crocodile smiled and said, "Boss, the efficiency over in Russia is pretty good. The Arms have already been procured. They said they can deliver them by five o'clock this afternoon."
"That's great. This afternoon, the three of us will go pick up the Arms, and we'll start our operation tonight," Mo Ming replied. "I talked to Liufeng last night; within a week, I want Yin Jiu to disappear from this world!"
"Awesome! Boss, you're finally planning to take out Yin Jiu. Actually, killing him isn't that hard. Just have Liufeng do it, and I bet Yin Jiu won't last three days," Poisonous Madness said cheerfully.
Mo Ming shook his head and said, "I know killing him isn't difficult, but taking out a person requires the right timing. The time isn't right yet; for now, let's let Yin Jiu keep his life safe until the day comes!"
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