Chapter 886 - I’m Exactly That Black Sheep Of The Family, Dad (1/2)

Chapter 886: I’m Exactly That Black Sheep Of The Family, Dad

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“There’s no need to hide it anymore,” said Tang Xiu with a sneer. “The Dark Shaman clan used to be magnificent, but there’s no need to hide in a rat nest now, is there? Tell those people inside to get out, else don’t blame me for resorting to slaughter!”

The stalwart man frowned and turned to speak to a middle-aged man behind him. As the latter quickly ran inside, he turned around again and said indifferently, “I don’t know what you mean, but this place is where we in the farming district do our business and not someplace you can make trouble with!”

“Hmph…” Tang Xiu snorted and beckoned to Mo Awu and the rest who then spread out quickly to surround the entire farmhouse. He didn’t hurry to move but quietly waited.

A few minutes later, the middle-aged man who just left, ran back from the inside with a flustered expression and quickly came to the stalwart man and said, “Big Brother, there’s nobody inside.”

“What?” the stalwart man blanked out and looked in disbelief as he quickly said, “Nobody is inside you said? What about our Boss and those guests?”

“I dunno. But there’s nobody there really.” The middle-aged man shook his head.

Tang Xiu, who stood nearby, had a change in complexion as he shouted in a heavy voice, “Capture them all.”

A few lightning fast shadows quickly hurled forward all of a sudden. They were extremely fast and their actions were very aggressive. In just ten seconds or so, dozens of big men were all knocked down to the ground, some of whom who tried to struggle and received broken legs for their efforts instantly.

Tang Xiu’s complexion was grim as he unleashed his perception to cover the entirety of the farmhouse in an instant. What made him angry was that there indeed was nobody else in the entire place.

“Hu Zhiwu!”

With an incredulous expression in his eyes, Hu Zhiwu quickly ran to Tang Xiu’s front and asked, “An order for me, Boss?”

“Where are they? Did you really keep an eye on the people I told you to monitor?” asked Tang Xiu aloud with a grim expression.

“They’re definitely inside, Boss,” said Hu Zhiwu hurriedly. “I can guarantee none have left since we came here.”

A Jin, who came over, quickly added, “Captain Hu is telling the truth, Boss. We have the farmhouse already surrounded and not a single path was missed. They can never escape our eyes, even if they can fly away.”

Tang Xiu frowned. Given the report of these two men, those people were still inside the farmhouse? Yet, he had scoured it with his spiritual sense. Apart from these big men they had beaten and had stopped resisting, there was nobody else, not even a trace of their shadows. Could it be… this farmhouse had a secret, hidden room?

As he came to this conjecture, Tang Xiu released his perception again to carefully scour every nook and cranny in each room. Finally, he discovered there was something amiss with the pile of rubble in a sundries room that gave off a bad feeling when his spiritual sense probed it.

A moment later, Tang Xiu appeared in the sundries room. His fist swiftly punched forward and instantly created a hole on the wall.

“It’s empty. There’s a rope here though, Boss.” Mo Awu went ahead to probe and observe for a moment before he turned back and quickly reported.

Tang Xiu nodded slightly and punched the hole to make it bigger until he could drill through it. He then grabbed the rope and went down fast as he quickly traversed forward in the underground passage. He kept scanning the place with his spiritual sense and didn’t find any danger inside.

“Reflected light? This isn’t a secret room… that’s right… this is an underground passage then?

“Did these Dark Shaman clansmen leave through this underground passage? If so, it’s no wonder Hu Zhiwu and his men were unable to notice their escape in time. However, this place is just a small farmhouse, though. How can there be underground passage here? Is this the secret base of the Dark Shaman family?”

Drilled-out hole?

Tang Xiu looked at the dark underground river in front. The space was quite large while the river wasn’t too wide. Yet, the water current was simply a rapid. He could faintly see the starlight up there through the hole in the soil.

“Boss, there’s an exit ahead and this underground river is rather short, about a kilometer long. It is connected to the entrance of the large river outside,” Mo Awu went ahead and made a quick report.

Behind Tang Xiu was Hu Zhiwu who looked bitter now. Never once had he imagined that this small farmhouse had such hidden passage underground. He thought those people could never escape, but he never expected that they would escape under cover and had long slipped away.

“This is all my mistakes, Boss.”

Hu Zhiwu felt very vexed inside. It was the first mission the Boss assigned him, yet he screwed things up eventually.

“It’s not your fault; I can’t blame you with this.” Tang Xiu shook his head and said, “Nobody expected that there was an underground passage here. I might be unable to see anyone either had it been me on the watch. Don’t blame yourself. We can still drag them out if they’re still in Macao, though. Let’s go! I need you to arrange accommodation for us and dismiss our men.”

“Understood!”

Yet, the vexed and guilty feeling grew more inside Hu Zhiwu’s heart. At this point, he might actually feel better if Tang Xiu were to blame and even punish him.

Early in the next morning, Tang Xiu woke up from his sleep and looked at the time. It was already half past seven, so he took a shower. After that, he took his handset to dial his father Tang Yunde’s cell number.