Madman!

Chapter 125: The Aftermath Has Just Begun

A short while later, as Shark Jiu and her group drove off, people from the distance finally exited their vehicles and cautiously approached to inspect the scene. The ground looked as if it had been struck by a meteorite, with concrete and gravel forming concentric ripples spreading outward.

In the center of these ripples, a person was nailed into the earth, half their skull obliterated.

Beyond that, more than a dozen corpses lay scattered in the distance.

"A human did this? Is that really a human?" A man wearing glasses gulped repeatedly, his eyes wide with disbelief.

He wasn't the only one in shock. The commuters who had been stuck in the traffic jam behind the incident and were now coming forward to look shared his astonishment.

Every single one of them gazed at the scene, finding it impossible to comprehend.

Some even ran back to their cars to grab their cameras.

Most ordinary citizens were aware of the existence of New Arts, but since the Federation consistently suppressed news regarding it, they had no real concept of the destructive power a martial artist possessed.

It took quite a while before someone finally snapped out of it and scrambled to call the police.

Soon, Federal Police and the Special Task Department arrived to secure the scene.Several tall, imposing men and women stepped out of their vehicles, frowning as they took in the devastation.

"Experts fought here."

"To cause this kind of destruction, they must be at least in the Harmonization Phase. However, fighters at that level usually control the dispersion of their power. For the collateral damage to be this severe, the combatants must be top-tier experts even within the Harmonization Phase."

"It might be an expert with mutated strength," one of the Special Task Department officers remarked while surveying the area.

"Yesterday's jewelry heist is likely related to this. Otherwise, why would so many experts suddenly appear in West Embankment?"

A middle-aged man with bronze skin and short hair issued a command:

"First, find something that proves their identities. We need to figure out where they came from."

"This is near Tan Son Nhat Airport. It was likely an ambush. They surely have identification on them."

As he gave instructions, he walked over to Master Xin's corpse. He carefully examined the skin, muscles, and bones, his brow furrowing almost immediately.

"His strength wasn't just at the Harmonization Phase. It's highly likely he was in the Enhancement Reconstruction Phase."

When a New Arts practitioner's Enhancement Reconstruction of their magnetic field exceeds 90%, they are considered to be in the Enhancement Reconstruction Phase.

A New Arts Martial Artist at this stage doesn't have a massive power gap compared to someone at the peak of the Harmonization Phase, but they are only one step away from becoming a Magnetic Field Level Expert.

Usually, experts at this level would find a secluded place to cultivate their mind and body, constantly adjusting and reconstructing their magnetic field to break through to the Magnetic Field Level.

"How could an expert of this caliber die here? And beaten to death with brute force, no less..."

Before long, the identities of the deceased were confirmed via the personal effects found on the entourage.

"They are all from North Port. Lin Jianxin... Chen Dongnan... Send these names to North Port and have them verify the backgrounds..."

The information came back quickly.

Lin Jianxin, from the Walled City in North Port. Dragon Head of Hetu. Former Magnetic Field Level Expert who fell in rank due to severe injury.

Chen Dongnan, nicknamed Fat Nan. Member of Hetu. Lin Jianxin's trusted confidant.

The other deceased were almost all members of Hetu as well.

The results of the on-site investigation, combined with the profiles of the dead, made the expressions of the Special Task Department officers turn grim.

Even a fallen Magnetic Field Level practitioner was still a top-tier expert.

Furthermore, there were three other corpses of Harmonization Phase experts at the scene.

Four powerful experts killed so cleanly and swiftly... this implied that several top-tier experts of unknown origin were currently in West Embankment.

These people had carried out an interception on the main airport road without any regard for collateral damage.

It was clear they were a lawless bunch.

Considering that the largest jewelry company in West Embankment had just been robbed of goods worth eighty million, and the New Arts Martial Artists from the security company escorting the shipment had been killed, it was entirely possible these events were connected.

No one knew what these people planned to do next in West Embankment.

"Find a way to locate them! At the very least, we need to determine their identities and objectives."

Master Xin was dead, but the shockwaves were only just beginning to spread.

News quickly reached the ears of well-connected tycoons in West Embankment.

That evening, Lin Yi, the transportation and rice industry tycoon of West Embankment, returned home earlier than usual. He even summoned his son and daughter back for dinner.

Before the meal, as they sat in the living room, he addressed his children strictly. "Don't run around these days, and absolutely do not get into conflicts with anyone."

"What happened?" asked Lin Yongfeng, Lin Yi's son. His daughter, Lin Baozhu, also looked on with interest.

"A group of 'Dragons crossing the river'—formidable outsiders—has arrived in West Embankment recently. Several New Arts experts were beaten to death near Tan Son Nhat Airport this morning. One of them used to be a Magnetic Field Level Expert." Unlike ordinary people, a wealthy merchant like Lin Yi knew much more about New Arts experts.

He knew exactly how destructive they could be.

Moreover, the stronger they were, the more extreme their personalities tended to be.

Although the Federal Government controlled everything, not even the Federation could completely restrict or control top-tier experts.

Therefore, wealthy merchants like him maintained a relationship of mutual checks and symbiosis with top New Arts experts.

The Lin family, for instance, had experts they were on good terms with.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to sustain such a large business.

However, having friendly experts only ensured the safety of their business and provided a deterrent against local forces.

Running into unreasonable, violent outsiders was a different kind of trouble.

It wasn't uncommon for tycoons to be kidnapped and held for ransom by rogue New Arts experts.

If one were to encounter such outsiders and get into a conflict, they could be beaten to death on the spot.

What point would there be in hiring an expert to seek revenge after you were already dead?

That was why, upon receiving the news, he immediately called his children home to warn them.

"Magnetic Field Level?" Lin Yongfeng’s face registered shock.

He practiced New Arts himself and wasn't weak, so he naturally understood what a Magnetic Field Level Expert represented—a truly ferocious individual who could dominate a region.

Such a person was beaten to death in West Embankment?

"I should say, a former Magnetic Field Level Expert who had fallen in rank. Regardless, do not cause trouble recently, and avoid conflicts." Lin Yi emphasized again.

Lin Baozhu's eyes darted around. The person living in the villa next to hers was an expert... although he was much stronger than her, he surely wasn't that strong. A New Arts expert could kill someone just by the beating of their heart.

'It shouldn't have anything to do with him, right?'

'But... according to the information I found, the guy next door is from North Port...'

...

"Go ask around to find out which restaurant is the best, then invite their head chef over to cook."

"They come if they want to, and they come if they don't want to! I don't need to teach you how to invite people, do I?" Upon returning, Chen Wujun called Curry over and gave instructions.

"Brother Jun, is the matter resolved?" Curry and Fa Zai had been following Chen Wujun closely throughout this affair. Curry had heard Master Xin's name mentioned when Chen Wujun was interrogating Nguyen Minh Kim.

For the past two days, he had been anxious, uncertain of what might happen.

Especially when Chen Wujun left with weapons and Shark Jiu this morning.

Now seeing Chen Wujun return in a seemingly good mood, accompanied by several strangers who looked like dangerous experts, a guess formed in his heart.

Chen Wujun grinned, patted Curry on the shoulder, and then kicked him in the ass.

"Go on!"

Curry immediately hurried away, his heart pounding like a drum, his emotions churning like a stormy sea.

Various thoughts surged up at once.

Judging by Chen Wujun's attitude, the problem was indeed resolved.

What exactly had happened after Sister Shark Jiu and Brother Jun left earlier?

He probably wouldn't find out until they returned to the Walled City.

After sending Curry to fetch a chef, Chen Wujun returned to the living room.

"Tall Guy is actually quite smart. Qingzhi, no need to hunt him down." Shark Jiu glanced at her phone and raised an eyebrow.

Tall Guy had sent a text message.

Even if he hadn't been smart, it wouldn't have mattered. She would have simply claimed he colluded with outsiders to kill Master Xin and then beaten him to death with two punches.

With no evidence pointing to her, who would stand up for him?

At most, there would be some turbulence within Hetu, but nothing critical.

She was confident she could suppress Elephant and Guan Laosan.

"Little Sixteen, here's your meeting gift. I didn't bring one last time, so this makes up for it." Yuan Hong tossed the backpack he had carried in directly to Chen Wujun, looking refreshed.

He had finally settled the score.

"Thanks, Senior Brother!" Chen Wujun grinned as he caught the backpack. Opening it, he found it filled with plenty of jewelry and gemstones.

He knew perfectly well these must be from the batch robbed yesterday.

But that didn't matter.

Since his Senior Brother had given him such an expensive meeting gift, Yuan Hong was now his brothers-by-blood from another mother.

Yuan Hong laughed heartily and took out a box of cigars, distributing them to everyone.

That evening, the group dined at the villa and then went to the best nightclub in West Embankment to have fun.

It wasn't until late at night that Yuan Hong and the others finally departed.

Chen Wujun and Shark Jiu sat in the back seat of a car. Chen Wujun spoke up:

"Senior Sister, it's a pity we don't know where Fat Nan was staying here. Kai Zi struck too quickly; it would have been good to leave one alive."

Although the supposedly one-hundred-million-worth of Magnetic Field Crystals was likely a lie concocted by Master Xin, it was possible the stash was in Fat Nan's possession.

Shark Jiu sat in her seat with her eyes closed, resting. "The most important thing now is to secure the supply line for the Magnetic Field Crystals. Let's see if the other party contacts us."

That line had always been in Master Xin's hands.

She had investigated multiple times before but found nothing.

Now that Master Xin was dead, the line was broken.

However, the supplier would eventually need to find a local power in North Port to cooperate with. With Master Xin as a precedent, perhaps they would contact her.

As for the hundred million in crystals, while important, it wasn't necessarily lost.

She knew of Master Xin's various residences in North Port.

And Snake Aunt had already gone there today.

First, they would control Master Xin's people, and then search slowly.

"When are we going back?" Chen Wujun turned his head to ask.

"Wait two more days. We'll take a plane back this time," Shark Jiu said indifferently.

North Port was 1,500 kilometers away. Taking a speedboat took thirty hours, while a plane only took three.

Chen Wujun nodded. He also had some matters that required time to handle.

For instance, Nguyen Minh Kim. He needed to go back and have a chat with him about how much he was willing to pay for breaking Chen Zhonghong and Nguyen Phuc Hung's legs.

There was also that woman next door. Although it was just a small conflict, a debt was a debt.

Chen Wujun wasn't a petty person.

But accounts had to be settled.