Return of the King, Dominating the City
Chapter 31 - 31 30 The Big Shots of the National Security Bureau

31: Chapter 30: The Big Shots of the National Security Bureau 31: Chapter 30: The Big Shots of the National Security Bureau “Moreover, you might not even come in first; you should know that you’re not the only prodigy in this world.

According to my sources, the top ranker on the Dragon List is only thirty-eighth on the War God List.

No one has been able to shake his position after so many sessions,” Mr.

Li revealed a shocking secret.

“Is that weak?

Our country’s top ranker on the Dragon List is only thirty-eighth on the War God List?

You can’t be joking, can you?” Song Yun said in astonishment.

“You should know that some formidable figures disdain participating in events like the Dragon Elephant List.

Instead, they directly challenge the War God List.

Our country had a martial arts genius named Azure Dragon ten years ago; within a year, he rose to third place on the War God List and has remained there for many years,” Mr.

Li explained.

“People on the Dragon Elephant List often change, but it’s rare for someone on the War God List to challenge someone out of their league, so the top fighters’ positions hardly change yearly.”

“Alright, since that’s the case, I’ll just enjoy a good fight with them, just to stretch my muscles,” Song Yun said with a cold chuckle, squinting.

A few days later, Song Yun received news that the event would be held soon at a secret venue, so he was asked to familiarize himself with the location in advance.

In the evening, Old Luo personally came to pick up Song Yun.

Following the directions, he drove unsteadily and stopped in front of a nightclub.

Once Song Yun saw the place, he felt tricked, wondering who the hell would host a national contest in a nightclub.

Was it supposed to be exciting to have people cheer during matches?

And did they expect to have girls come up with open arms after the fights?

It seemed way too childish.

As he opened the car door, he found someone already waiting at the door.

“Who are you two?” the man approached and asked.

Old Luo took out two invitations from his pocket and said, “We are here to maintain order.

The Li Family Patriarch from Sunan entrusted me, so he sent me, this old man, and this is Comrade Song Yun from the National Security Bureau.”

“Oh, so this is Comrade Song Yun?

You look remarkably young and promising.

I hope you’ll take good care of my business in the future,” the man said humbly, then took out a box of exclusive Zhongnanhai cigarettes and handed it to them.

“I heard that the contest for the Dragon Elephant List in a couple of days is going to be fierce.

If a major incident occurs, I hope you two can control the whole venue to prevent my place from being affected.”

“Logically, since the Dragon Elephant List contest is a grand event organized by the state, how can anyone cause trouble at this time?” Old Luo commented, who apparently came from the Martial World himself and had his life saved by Mr.

Li years ago and now, contented, served as a steward for the Li family.

“Yours truly may not know that last year’s contest was in Tian Nan City, right next to ours.

They say two competitors got furious and nearly destroyed the venue.

A respected old-timer finally subdued them, but the place was ruined.

Repairs and closure caused the owner a loss of millions.

My place is the entire family’s livelihood; I can’t afford to be like the last one,” the young man explained.

Song Yun inwardly cursed, thinking, ‘You’re handing out exclusive cigarettes, and you still claim this nightclub is your family’s livelihood?

Hosting the Dragon Elephant List must mean you have considerable power at home, yet here you are pretending to be poor.’

“In fact, half of these state-organized events are opportunities for these experts to seek revenge.

It’s a chance for those with grudges to settle scores.

Outside, they can’t genuinely fight with real weapons, but here, all techniques are permitted, which is why each venue ends up damaged,” the young man elaborated.

“Let’s go inside and check out the venue to be prepared in case a real conflict arises,” Song Yun suggested casually.

“Alright, let’s go inside, Xiao Wang, you stay outside and coordinate with the other staff,” Luo said as he led the two esteemed guests to familiarize themselves with the venue.

Upon entering, Song Yun indeed found it to be a busy nightclub, teeming with lively crowds.

Walking just a short distance inside, he even spotted several lesbian couples cuddling and kissing in corners—a lovely sight of woman to woman affection.

After a long chat, Song Yun finally learned that this young man’s name was Wang Ba, whose father was a department head in the organization—it’s no wonder he managed to arrange this Dragon Elephant List contest here.

They approached an elevator guarded by two men in black.

Wang Ba didn’t rush to press any floor buttons but lifted the emergency alarm system, entered several passwords, and then a fingerprint verifier appeared.

After verification, a hidden compartment popped open, revealing three floor options; he selected the minus three level, and the elevator slowly descended.

Seeing the confusion on Song Yun’s face, Wang Ba explained, “To prevent this competition from being exploited by malicious individuals, we’ve taken meticulous measures in security.

If any step had been slightly wrong just now, the elevator would immediately lock down, and four machine guns would open fire from all angles—three hundred sixty-five degrees, with no blind spots.”

“You’re really going all out for this competition, huh?

If someone presses the wrong button, they’d be dead for sure,” Song Yun couldn’t help but shiver as he asked.

“It’s better to mistakenly kill ten thousand than to let one culprit go.

Since ancient times, heroes have been banned by weapons.

It’s better to be more secure,” Luo wholeheartedly agreed with Wang Ba’s approach and praised, “It seems you’ve really put your heart into this session.”

“You flatter me too much,” Wang Ba said, touching the back of his head and smiling bashfully.

When they reached the underground competition venue, Wang Ba led the way, explaining, “All the materials here are aerospace-grade, with top-notch soundproofing and shock resistance.

Even if several grenades were to explode here, there’d be no vibration felt, and no sound would reach the surface.”

“Then these two identity badges, I hope you two can keep them safe; you really must keep them safe,” Wang Ba said sternly, as if losing them meant losing their lives.

“Are these badges really useful?

If the competitors are blinded by rage, how could they possibly check your badge before deciding whether to kill you or not?” Song Yun asked.

“Hey, with this identity badge, you two are like inspectors representing the state.

Who would dare not show respect?

I’m not bragging, but even if those experts lose their tempers, they’d have to check if you’re wearing the badges before making a move,” Wang Ba said gleefully.

After touring several venues, Song Yun saw an old Taoist in a worn Daoist robe singing on a bench.

As soon as the Taoist saw the identity badge on Song Yun’s neck, he leaped up, rushed over, and, standing firmly in front of Song Yun, carefully wiped his hand on his robe before extending it with a smile, “Young sir, are you a big shot from the National Security Bureau?”