Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 281: Strong Support (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 281: Chapter 281: Strong Support (Please Subscribe)

"Huh..."

The weather was growing colder.

Zhong Shenxiu gazed at the moon in the sky and exhaled a puff of white breath.

At this moment, he, wrapped in a black trench coat, wearing a woolen round hat, sat on a long bench under the dim gas lamp, holding an unfolded newspaper in his hand.

Above the newspaper’s headline, emblazoned in bold typeface, was the top news story—"Who should foot the bill for the Great Riot in Beilun State caused by Prohibition?"

Since the Prohibition had been decreed and enforced, such news had become commonplace.

However, a riot affecting an entire state was somewhat rare.

Zhong Shenxiu’s gaze shifted downward, landing on a variety of news and advertisements.

Just then, Jamie sat next to him carrying a briefcase.

On the perimeter, Scarface stood on guard.

"It’s a pity you didn’t have time during the day, otherwise we should have brought some breadcrumbs to feed the pigeons..."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled, then his expression turned serious, "I had already notified Scarface, so why call for an urgent meeting with me?"

"Boss, I’ve discovered something rather important..." Jamie’s voice was calm, "Are you aware that beneath the tranquility of the mortal world lies a mysterious world...?"

As a federal agent, he knew a bit about the situation, so Zhong Shenxiu wasn’t surprised.

What semi-surprised him was Jamie’s specific mention of it.

"It seems... the Notting Hill family has found a real strong ally this time? A mysterious figure?" Zhong Shenxiu chuckled, not expecting the double lines he had cast to both catch a fish.

"You’re aware of it, that’s great, Boss. Yes, the Notting Hill family recently had a large sum of money with unexplained funds, and my informant discovered they have secretly taken someone in, moving them into a safe house... I have reason to suspect that the person is from the mysterious side," Jamie responded.

Gangs also had safe houses, which were originally meant for greenhorns who killed for the gangs to temporarily hide.

Only, the other side’s sense of secrecy didn’t seem to be that great; they had been traced by the feds.

"The address?"

Zhong Shenxiu asked.

"A farm on the outskirts... a half-hour ride by carriage," James rapidly recited an address, "Boss, mysterious people are not the same as ordinary people; they often have many bizarre methods at their disposal, and they might even incapacitate someone with just a glance."

It had to be said that after being won over, Jamie’s loyalty was off the charts, were there a metric for it.

"I understand..."

Zhong Shenxiu folded up the newspaper and revealed a thoughtful smile, "Just right, you come with me tonight and see the first operation of Scarface and his team..."

He stood up and walked to the side of the street, slipping into a carriage.

With resolute expression on his face, Jamie donned a nylon headcover and followed suit.

Inside the carriage it was relatively warm, with three men already wiping their weapons.

Seeing Zhong Shenxiu come in, all called out, "Boss, we’re ready."

"Good."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded, tossing a silver-white flat metal flask to Jamie.

"This is... alcohol?"

Jamie unscrewed the skull-shaped flask cap and smelled the strong scent of alcohol.

"Yes, I’ve recently gotten hold of some special liquor."

Zhong Shenxiu glanced at his three subordinates and said with a light smile, "This flask contains ’Cold-Blooded Blood’ which, after consumption, allows you to remain in an absolutely calm state..."

In reality, this was the concept behind the previous potion.

It was an alchemical elixir concocted using the ashes of burnt moths as spiritual ingredients, designed to temporarily protect the mind.

After facing the monster last time, Zhong Shenxiu also discovered that those low-tier extraordinary beings and monsters were still weak and vulnerable against the firepower of modern firearms.

What really rendered ordinary people helpless was the mental erosion and pollution, as well as their ability to create illusions.

As long as one’s spirit was guarded, a typewriter’s worth of bullets could unleash a metal storm of barrage, ripping most flesh-and-blood monsters to shreds!

The mysterious side’s humans might even be weaker because, after all, until one ascended to a high enough level, human bodies still had significant vulnerabilities and weak spots.

Additionally, Zhong Shenxiu had Scarface collect various animal bloods such as bear and eagle blood to attempt concocting different kinds of alcoholic elixirs.

Two had already been successfully created: one was ’Eagle’s Vision’, which enhanced the drinker’s eyesight and focus.

The other, ’Barbaric Bear’, significantly increased strength, its effects more potent than any stimulant, yet with lesser side effects.

’Although these effects are temporary, when combined with a multitude of firearms and well-trained ordinary people, it’s likely that most lower-tier creatures of the mysterious side can’t resist being suppressed by gunfire, right?’

This was probably also the reason why the Federation was so peaceful and why most mysterious individuals preferred to stay hidden.

If Zhong Shenxiu could accomplish this, it wouldn’t be too difficult for the Special Affairs Bureau of the Federation to develop potions with similar effects.

’The progress of technology, along with this universality, could just drown out most of the mysterious with a sea of firepower...’

’Of course, for higher-level mystics, I lack relevant data and materials, so I won’t comment...’

Zhong Shenxiu harbored no aversion to using firearms.

’Technology is also power. Its overwhelming trend, any obstruction is futile. Those who do not adapt are simply ground to dust by the wheels of history!’

...

On the outskirts of Byron City.

A farmhouse.

Several gunmen from the Notting Hill family gathered boredly to smoke and play cards, some casting fearful glances at the innermost room from time to time.

A figure approached, dressed in a sharp suit with not a hair out of place—the family’s left-hand man, Sinisi!

"How’s our guest?" Sinisi asked, still pinning a white handkerchief to his chest.

"Everything is fine with the guest. He requested a live rooster before dinner, and we’ve delivered it," replied a gunman in a trembling voice.

Previously, they had scoffed at the poverty-stricken bumpkin as if he had come from a colony, and they would have given him a piece of their mind if not for the family’s orders to treat him as an honored guest.

However, their subsequent interaction with him filled them with nothing but fear.

That man... he was simply demonic!

Merely being under his gaze inflicted intense pain, and even these elite soldiers lacked the courage to draw their guns in his presence.

"That’s good."

Compared to these lowly family soldiers, Sinisi was more acutely aware of how terrifying a mystical person could be.

The Notting Hill family had really gone all out this time, spending a fortune and calling in many favors to invite a true mystic, an extraordinary person!

That was the style of Garcia—do nothing at all or do it to the best.

This was because, after the last analysis, that Li Wei was incredibly formidable with suspected mystical side skills.

Even with only a hint of possibility, they spared no expense in specially inviting an extraordinary person for opposition.

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