My Right Hand Allows Me to Merge Thousands of Races-Chapter 46 - 44: Bloody Purge

The headquarters of the Shadow Dragon Association is located in Zone 21, ostensibly a large logistics company with seemingly normal business operations.

But behind the scenes, it is the largest armed smuggling syndicate in Jinghai City!

And they don’t just smuggle ordinary goods, but also various contraband, illegal prosthetic bodies, hazardous materials, firearms, ammunition... and even human trafficking.

Lu Xun only learned of these rats’ dirty dealings after using "Blood-Hunting Soul" to read several people’s memories!

The sins of the Shadow Dragon Association are too numerous to record.

Yet 70% of Jinghai City’s ordinary citizens have never even heard of this sinister force’s existence, completely unaware that such a man-eating evil dragon lurks nearby!

This criminal force has committed numerous atrocities but has hidden so well, evading justice for years, and has clearly become a cancer entrenched in the Outer City District!

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Lu Xun wouldn’t believe it was true.

He and Old Octopus run a small black clinic together, earning hundreds of thousands a month, yet constantly live in fear due to the risks.

But the Shadow Dragon Association is audacious, relying on armed smuggling and other illegal high-profit industries to earn far more dirty money than ordinary people could ever imagine... These people are the real desperados.

Yet even so, these greedy and vicious thugs would still break into innocent civilians’ homes to kill and loot for six million.

Recklessly, with no regard for the law.

...

He drove to the Shadow Dragon Logistics Company headquarters.

Thirty minutes later, he arrived at the destination.

The headquarters building is 35 stories high, with the top 3 floors never open to the public, and most of the company’s employees are unaware of the true nature of their own company.

But there is a little-known secret passage, with an elevator that can go directly to the top floor, completely unmonitored.

The entrance is guarded by henchmen disguised as logistics workers.

To get in, one must provide the "entry code," which changes daily and is known only to core members.

As the leader of the Zone 17 branch, Brother Hu, of course, knows these details.

So Lu Xun easily entered the skyscraper through this hidden passage.

The guard didn’t even ask him to remove his mask and sunglasses; he just gave the code and was allowed in.

Ding~

The elevator door opened, and a woman wrapped in a white cloak emerged.

The cloak’s style was very retro, sleeveless, long, and wide, with a hood that covered her face, only faintly revealing a bit of pale chin.

She was tall, carrying a travel bag, and brushed past Lu Xun.

Lu Xun felt a strange unease in his heart.

But he didn’t think much of it, entered the elevator, and pressed the button for the 25th floor.

"Hoo~"

He took a deep breath, and behind his sunglasses, his narrow eyes gradually filled with a chilling intent to kill.

Even though the purpose was to retrieve the four million that was taken.

If these scums not only refused to return the money but dared to resist, he wouldn’t mind killing them all!

Ding——

The elevator door opened.

The pungent smell of blood rushed in, and Lu Xun’s face suddenly changed.

He stepped out of the elevator and was immediately stunned by the scene before him!

... A vast expanse of crimson blood filled his vision, and wherever he looked, there were bodies lying scattered everywhere!

The entrance was full of dead bodies!

They had been killed by arrows, many with arrows pierced through vital parts, pinned to walls, columns, lifeless.

The surrounding walls were pockmarked with bullet holes, confirming the intense battle that took place here.

’What’s going on?’

Lu Xun couldn’t help but feel shocked, his pupils contracted as he instantly realized.

It was the work of the cloaked person just now!

Who is she?

Why would she slaughter the Shadow Dragon Association?

Was the firefight here so intense that no sound reached outside?

The leaders were all wiped out, yet no one came to their aid; this is absurd!

Curiosity drove him to investigate further.

But he quickly shook his head, reminding himself of his mission.

"First, let’s confirm if the money’s still here. Hopefully, her travel bag doesn’t contain my four million."

He steadied himself and moved forward quickly.

He made his way through the long corridor, stepping over the bodies.

He reached a large room at the far end.

"Uh uh..."

A member of the Shadow Dragon Association, with an arrow through his neck, was pinned to a tall door, covered in blood, somehow still alive, letting out unconscious groans, looking terribly pitiful.

Lu Xun raised a hand and threw a fireball, incinerating him.

He passed through the door and entered the hall inside.

The hall’s decor was luxurious, and it was equally filled with corpses, blood flowing like a river.

In front, a middle-aged man in a high-class suit sat limply in a leather chair.

An arrow had struck him between the eyes, his head tilted back, staring blankly at the ceiling, dead with open eyes.

’The Shadow Dragon Association’s boss is dead too?’ Lu Xun was slightly surprised.

This man’s name was Chen Yinglong, known in the underworld as Brother Long!

He, too, got taken out.

No power armor or heavy weaponry was seen at the battle site.

This indicates that the cloaked woman launched a sudden attack!

She used bows and arrows, such cold weapons, to kill everyone on an entire floor, leaving no time for the other side to react.

Moreover, she had preemptively cut off communication, leaving the other side with not even the chance to call for support.

Truly a successful infiltration!

But Lu Xun still couldn’t understand, couldn’t the people downstairs hear the gunfire?

But these things have nothing to do with him.

After observing around, his gaze shifted towards the two o’clock direction, where a wide-open alloy door revealed a secret chamber behind it.

He walked into the secret chamber and, after looking around, was somewhat surprised.

The space inside was large, yet empty, not a thing in sight.

Judging by the traces at the scene, it seems something was once stored here but has been moved away.

"The money isn’t here."

Lu Xun turned around and walked out of the secret chamber, returning outside.

Tired of searching aimlessly, he borrowed some blood from Brother Long, activated his special skill, and began communicating with the spirits of the deceased.

Buzz~

His consciousness was drawn into the world of a dead man’s memories.

He finally witnessed what happened here eight minutes ago—

Chen Yinglong, with slicked-back hair and a cigar in his mouth, sat in the chair looking at a report in his hand, exuding the air of a boss.

"Boss, this is Brother Hu’s respect for you."

A subordinate walked over, speaking with a flattering expression, while placing a sack full of money on the table.

"Hmm, not bad."

Chen Yinglong opened the sack and glanced inside, his expression unchanged, waving his hand:

"Tell Xiao Hu to be careful when doing such things, don’t cause trouble and then come to me to wipe his ass, you may leave now."

"Hehe, alright, I’ll convey this to Brother Hu." The subordinate nodded and responded obsequiously.

After the subordinate left, he casually tossed the money sack into the drawer beneath the desk, then continued smoking a cigar and reading the report.

Judging by his demeanor, sixty million seems like nothing to him.

Suddenly, the door was violently pushed open, and the subordinate who just left ran back in, shouting loudly.

However, a bizarre thing happened!

He appeared anxious, mouth opening and closing incessantly, trying hard to say something but unable to produce any sound.

It wasn’t until he dashed forward a few more steps that what he wanted to say was heard—

"...Intruder! Run!"

As soon as the words fell, an arrow silently flew, piercing through the back of his head, exiting his left eye, the arrowhead carrying a synthetic prosthetic eye.

Chen Yinglong was shocked, standing up abruptly.

Soon after, he saw an unforgettable scene—

A woman enveloped entirely in a large white cloak walked in holding a bow.

Behind her, bodies stretched from her feet to the hallway’s end, blood flowing everywhere.

Outside, so many guards, all dead!

Dead silently!

Chen Yinglong’s nearby subordinate aimed the gun at the intruder, pulled the trigger, and fired fiercely.

Yet, flames spewed without a sound of gunfire.

Not just gunfire... all sounds within the domain were entirely blocked.

It was as if he entered a vacuum environment, sound lost its medium to transmit.

She moved agilely, ghost-like, shifting positions swiftly beyond the speed perceivable by human eyes.

While maneuvering, she drew her bow and fired arrows at an incredibly fast rate.

Without missing a shot, as each arrow hit its target.

The intense battle unfolded in eerie silence!

She was like a reaper demanding lives, mercilessly harvesting lives.

’Who are you? Who sent you?’

Chen Yinglong stood up, shouting harshly, freezing afterward, realizing he too had been "muted".

Suddenly, the cloaked woman aimed her bow at him.

’Protect me!’ He shouted in fear with all his might.

Yet, none of the surrounding subordinates responded, for they couldn’t hear the boss’s plea at all.

An arrow flew in, piercing his forehead.

Instantly his consciousness plunged into darkness, his life ended here, unable to witness the subsequent battle.

Buzz~

Lu Xun was forced out of the memory world, staring at the lifeless Chen Yinglong.

"Muting? Is this magic? Truly a terrifying assassin."

He exclaimed, finding the money sack beneath the desk.

Upon opening it, none of the money was missing.

The cloaked woman’s purpose for the massacre here wasn’t money.

She was likely after the items once stored in the secret chamber.

Chen Yinglong was entrusted by a significant figure to smuggle several mysterious metal crates into Jinghai City and store them in the secret chamber.

But a few days ago, those large crates were taken away by people dispatched by the owner.

That significant figure was Chen Yinglong’s patron, terrifyingly influential.

Yet, he neither knew the real identity of the other party nor dared to ask, merely calling them—Boss!

"Tch, in this small Second-level Self-looping City of Jinghai, many are ’bosses,’ a shallow pond full of turtles."

Lu Xun couldn’t help but mock.

He then took the money sack and left.

Though curious about the cloaked woman’s identity, he didn’t intend to delve deeper.

Nor did he wish to know what was inside those smuggled large crates.

Others’ resentments and grievances had nothing to do with him.

Fortunately, the woman killed everyone, shouldering everything.

Sparing Lu Xun a lot of trouble.

A good person indeed!!