Chapter 470 (1/2)
Chapter 470: Crucial Intelligence
Translator: GravityTales Editor: GravityTales
Night Specter curiously sized him up and carefully observed him for half a minute before she nodded with a smile, “So, you were that miserable fella who got a lesson from Mo Āwen, huh? Ah, right. You shouldn’t know about Mo Āwen. But I’m hella sure you know about Thousand Threads, no? Mo Āwen is that Thousand Threads!”
Thousand Threads?
Intense hatred suffused Turtledove’s eyes. He clenched his fists and imposingly said, “I’ll never forget Thousand Threads even if I become a ghost! If it weren’t because of him, I wouldn’t have been captured by those guys from the United Kingdom’s Secret Intelligence Service, nor would have I been forced to be their slave, nor would I know that fucking bastard, Shi Biao! Likewise, I would have never joined this organization, neither would I have ended up meeting you and being aimed at by your damned gun today!”
Night Spectre jeered, “So you got enslaved and must work for that bunch from the United Kingdom’s SIS, huh? You should die in that case.”
_Bang!_
A bullet blazed out, yet it wasn’t Turtledove who died; instead, it was the old man.
While looking at the trembling Turtledove, Night Specter suddenly smiled, “Actually, you can keep your life. But I don’t know whether you are willing to work for our Boss or not.”
“Who is your Boss?” asked Turtledove, frowning.
“All of us are part of the Everlasting Feast Hall. You need not know who our Boss is as of now. What you need to know is that once you choose to join us, your life henceforth will belong to our Boss. Of course, you can opt to refuse the offer at the cost of facing the fate of enduring endless and hellish torture. Certainly, even if you join our Everlasting Feast Hall, I can assure you that you may also face great sufferings. Nevertheless, you’re still going to hell just the same.”
It took only ten seconds for Turtledove to think about the offer, before he gave his answer categorically.
“I agree!”
With a satisfied look, Night Specter nodded, “Well, since you’ve agreed, then I welcome you. As for the United Kingdom’s SIS, it’s easy to take care of it. We just need to show them a photo of your dead body. Your file will surely be washed away.”
Just as her voice fell, Night Specter instantly appeared in front of Turtledove. She grabbed her dagger and slashed its tip. Blood splattered from Turtledove’s chest and splashed the left side of his face.
Yet, Turtledove persevered. Not even a sound came out of his mouth, nor did he fall down because of the sudden strike. As his whole face became distorted, Night Specter stunned him by hitting his Solar System acupoint with her fist, causing him to directly pass out.
“Take a picture of him and bring him back.”
A middle-aged man wearing night-vision goggles coldly said, “Night Spectre, this is not in line with the rules. The Boss’ order was to capture or kill them. He didn’t say anything about taking them in!”
With a calm and tranquil expression, Night Specter replied, “There are over 100 experts in the core members of our Everlasting Feast Hall. We may look like a well-trained and powerful army, however, our hundreds of peripheral members are the backbone of our force. That year, Gu… … When the Boss first established the Everlasting Feast Hall, she said that as long as one has powerful abilities, whoever it is, we must do everything we can to subdue that person so as to make the best use of him for ourselves. Turtledove is a very skillful hacker, and we are in the information era. Our Everlasting Feast Hall we have Mo Āwen, yet he got transferred by our Boss, so we’re now short on this type of expert. Besides, as we’ve captured Turtledove now, we also need to listen to the Boss’s instruction as for how to deal with him.”
The middle-aged man was silent for a while before saying, “All right, then take him away, and wait for the Boss’ order.”
****
Twenty sharp in the evening the concert was finally started.
Along with Zhang Xinya’s appearance, thunderous cheers and screams blasted out from over 40,000 fans from every part of the country. Blazing music and passionate singing came from behind the dancing group.
That was… Zhang Xinya’s singing voice.
In the front row of the concert hall, precisely in the A1 zone, Hu Qingsong and Zhao Liang’s group waved the glow sticks in their hands, shouting Zhang Xinya’s name. Even Mu Wanying who was usually calm and tranquil, stood up with everyone, and her smile was extraordinarily dazzling. Yet, there was one person who looked extremely… unusual. That was Yue Kai.
At this time, Yue Kai was constantly glancing around, looking for Tang Xiu’s figure.
“Hey, Yue Kai. What are you looking around for? The Goddess is there, you know! Do you dare to look somewhere else?” Zhao Liang lightly punched Yue Kai’s upper arm and shouted.
“I’m looking for Tang Eldest Bro! Properly speaking, he should also be here!” replied Yue Kai loudly.
Zhao Liang stared blankly, and also started looking around. But Tang Xiu’s shadow was nowhere to be seen. Then, he loudly shouted, “Tang Eldest Bro may have some other matter, man! But I’m sure he’ll come later!”
“I do hope so, buddy,” Yue Kai was silent for a moment before he nodded.
****
Outside the South entrance of New World Center, Tang Xiu easily shook off the two members of the Ministry of State Security who were responsible for protecting him, and appeared in a three-storied small building a kilometer away.
At this time, the forty members of the Everlasting Feast Hall had returned, and there was also Turtledove, who was lying down, fainted on the sofa to the side.
“Who is he?” inquired Tang Xiu.
Night Spectre got up and respectfully said, “He’s called Turtledove, Boss. A hacker ranked fourth on the world’s hacker list. He’s also one of the extremists you were talking about. We killed the rest, and it was I who left him alive.”
“Where are their dead bodies?” asked Tang Xiu.