Chapter 807 - 805: Carrying Out the Mission
"Also, could you please tell Xiaojing tomorrow, I’ll go see her after I return." Chen Tianlong didn’t want to go to Mo Jing’s room, afraid that once he went in, it would be a long time before he’d be able to leave; his sister’s hug always made him lack the courage to push away.
"Alright, got it. I don’t know where you’re going, but every time it’s so dangerous, you’d better come back alive so I... Xiaoyu and I will be waiting for you at home." Lin Wushuang’s face blushed slightly as she spoke; although she changed her wording from "I" to "we," she still couldn’t help feeling a bit shy.
"Understood, I’ll take you guys out when I return after finishing the business." Not delaying any further, Chen Tianlong hung up the phone after speaking.
Then, taking advantage of the moonlight, the two drove a car from the villa straight to the South Sea City dock.
The night was quiet, with a round moon in the sky shining down upon the earth, moons without stars, a natural state; the bustling outskirts of the city contrasted with the solitude of the suburbs, making it very peaceful.
"Xiaotian, a batch of containers will be sent into the ship’s warehouse soon; this ship has been contracted by Mr. Songmu, and others cannot enter, so the only way is to hide among the cargo to get in," Fang Yan explained.
"Okay, but there seem to be lots of guards ahead, getting in is going to be a challenge." Chen Tianlong scratched his head; while barging in directly was no problem, sneaking in without being noticed is indeed difficult, after all, there was a line of dragon-like security guards and their vigilance was very high.
"Hehe, that’s why I’m here with you, otherwise, do you think I’d personally step up?" Fang Yan smiled mischievously.
Chen Tianlong was speechless for a moment; originally he thought Fang Yan would go up with him, but thinking about it, if the master goes up, what’s his purpose then? Just a bystander?
Little did he know, Fang Yan didn’t want to go but was somewhat scared.
Yes, precisely, Fang Yan was afraid of attracting trouble; he had hidden away for so many years without interfering with matters of the Mortal Realm. Now, if he appears, it won’t be long before people from the Cultivator Association notice, and then if they mobilize to watch over the Black Panther Assassin Group, wouldn’t everything be over for accepting tasks in the future?
"Alright." Chen Tianlong smiled bitterly, just when he was about to ask about the ins and outs of the matter, unexpectedly, he turned around and his master was gone.
Immediately afterward, he saw a chaotic crowd in the front rushing towards a corner of the dock; Chen Tianlong knew it was Fang Yan using a diversion strategy and promptly headed in that direction.
As everyone’s attention was focused on Fang Yan’s side, he briefly flashed into the container area and hid inside a box.
As soon as he entered the container, an aroma of herbs wafted up, almost making Chen Tianlong sneeze.
"Damn it, no wonder it’s medicinal herbs... huh? Isn’t this common wolfberry? Does Japan need this so much?" Chen Tianlong finally saw the contents inside, somewhat surprised.
Just at this moment, urgent footsteps sounded from ahead, making Chen Tianlong quickly quiet down.
"Quickly, everyone, get the cargo secured, we’re just about to board the ship soon."
"Yes!"
After a voice spoke, Chen Tianlong’s container suddenly clanged, presumably being sealed shut.
Not long afterward, as those people walked away, Chen Tianlong took a deep breath; for him, dealing with sealing stuff posed no pressure, with just a slight exertion, he could open two containers.
After about twenty minutes or so, the container Chen Tianlong was in was lifted with a forklift to a place very close to the ship. Not knowing if they were rushing to launch the ship or something, this time everyone moved quickly, mindless of weight, directly delivered into the ship’s hold.
However, as those few people left, someone still remarked, "Damn, this container is really heavy, who knows what’s packed inside like dog shit."
Chen Tianlong smiled bitterly, being called dog shit, but there was no choice; it was the first mission his master assigned, failing would really be embarrassing to report back to the elder.
"It’s Mr. Songmu, right? Japanese people, why do they love names like this?" Chen Tianlong shook his head, continuing to close his eyes in meditation inside.
Recently, the second layer of Nine Yang Celestial Dragon Technique began to slowly stabilize, once reaching the peak, he could start learning the third layer. Only, he hadn’t pinpointed where the third layer was, this was indeed a headache for him.
After half an hour passed, the ship slowly began moving, and Chen Tianlong also started waking up.
He had to eliminate Mr. Songmu within the South Sea City’s coastal range and retrieve that note, otherwise, the task would be considered a failure.
Chen Tianlong counted the time silently, about ten minutes later, he finally began to act.
He activated the Heart Method, after surveying the warehouse for a suspicious item, finding none, he proceeded to use his X-ray vision capability to glimpse outside the warehouse door.
There were two large men outside, presently each taking a puff, chatting at the entrance. Chen Tianlong sneered coldly, a trace of disdainful smile spread across his face.
For a professional assassin, these two were merely dust, capable of being insta-killed.
Chen Tianlong gently pushed the wood board above his head, under his force, slowly loosened the nails. This seemingly simple push contained massive strength; could it not open?
"Whew! I’m suffocating here." Once out, Chen Tianlong sat atop the container, took a deep breath, he wasn’t in a rush, instead, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took two drags.
This casual gesture wasn’t out of ignorance but with ulterior motives.
Soon, smoke wafted out from the warehouse, and the two outside quickly sensed something amiss, though this was precisely Chen Tianlong’s intention.
Upon seeing the smoke, their first reaction wasn’t to press the alarm but hurriedly open the door to check.
After all, the smoke was small; if it was due to their own negligence causing a fire, pressing the alarm undoubtedly invited fines.
Opening the door, the two men were stunned as on the floor right in front was a lit cigarette. Paralyzed by shock?
As they paused, Chen Tianlong flashed to their back, lightly tapping them, casually saying, "Hey there, fellas!"
"Ah?"
Startled, the men swiftly turned around to find a young guy standing there.
"You... who are you?" Their first instinct wasn’t to attack; rather, they aimed to ascertain his identity.
After all, suddenly appearing behind them could imply a minor leader aboard the ship; attacking blindly was risky.
"I’m your grandpa!"
Chen Tianlong proclaimed, quickly throwing both hands, hitting them each with a chopping hand blow, causing both men to drop to the ground, evidently unconscious.