Invincibility Begins with Mastery of Fist Techniques

Chapter 452 - 445: Respective Plans

Just as Zhou Yuanjue received detailed intelligence from the Hunting Mark Organization, and just as Donghua’s forces in the Black Continent prepared to launch an all-out operation...

Eastern Black Continent, Soma Peninsula, Mocha.

Within Bai Jiu’s luxurious residence at Baiyi Headquarters.

A thick stack of intelligence files also found its way into Bai Jiu’s hands.

It was a collection of various lists.

Bai Jiu slowly flipped through the pages. Anyone from an intelligence network would have recognized that the list encompassed important politicians and tycoons from across the Black Continent—especially from Beihai—including their detailed travel itineraries and personal habits.

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

Just then, the communicator on Bai Jiu’s desk suddenly buzzed. He picked it up and answered the call.

"You’ve seen the list, haven’t you?"

Andy’s voice came from the other end of the line.

"I have. It’s quite detailed. Looks like you’ve been preparing for a long time."

A faint smile touched Bai Jiu’s lips as he gently set down the thick file.

"Such a long ’death list.’ If everyone on it were to suddenly drop dead, I can’t imagine what kind of chaos would engulf this continent, or even the world."

Bai Jiu remarked with a hint of lament.

"Since when are you so concerned with the fate of the world? For you, this is a rare opportunity. After all, we’ve already been completely open with you about... that."

Andy said coolly.

"True enough. As long as I get what I want, I don’t much care what happens to the world."

"So, when do we make our move?"

Bai Jiu asked, a grin spreading across his face.

"As soon as possible. The Hunting Mark Organization has locked down their intel, so we’re still in the dark about the specifics. We can’t wait any longer."

"My compatriots are already on their way to the Black Continent. Even if he has broken through those shackles, with his power alone, he can’t possibly make any real waves."

Andy said coolly.

"Excellent. I’ll get started as soon as possible."

Bai Jiu hung up and looked at the file on his desk.

’A storm of blood is coming... but this is just the prelude.’

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Both sides were hatching their own grand schemes. Beneath the seemingly calm surface, a violent undercurrent was surging, growing stronger by the moment.

「The next day, at dusk.」

The city of Jimis, in the Liya Republic, a nation bordering Beihai.

This border city, though nominally under the jurisdiction of the Liya Republic, was in reality a lawless land.

It was, for all intents and purposes, a city of criminals, a melting pot for the dregs of society. Chaos was its main theme.

And among the various organizations operating there, the Black Swan Organization held an undisputed position of dominance.

This was because the Black Swan Organization was one of the Baiyi Organization’s subordinate branches, managing the largest human trafficking network in the Black Continent.

Abducted children, lured women, and kidnapped laborers from all over the Far East Continent were funneled through this channel, transported across the vast Sahara Desert to various locations in Beihai.

An unknown fate awaited them.

The lucky ones were sold to mining districts as hard labor. The less fortunate were sold as playthings for the flesh trade, used for organ trafficking, or bought by various transnational organizations to secretly become subjects in clandestine experiments.

In Jimis, money could buy anything.

VROOOM!!

An SUV sped along the highway and entered Jimis.

Huang Bin drove the SUV while Zhou Yuanjue sat in the back, observing everything in Jimis.

The city lacked the chaotic, squalid, and filthy appearance he had imagined. On the contrary, at first glance, its urban planning was quite rational. The architecture was modern, the streets were clean, and even the pedestrians were dressed in fashionable, respectable attire. It looked more advanced and developed than most cities in the Black Continent.

"It’s not surprising. Although it’s called the ’Lawless City,’ that’s only in relation to international law and the laws of the Black Continent’s nations. In reality, no one dares to violate the rules established here by the Black Swan Organization."

"The rich and powerful love this place more than anywhere else, because here they can get whatever they want. Even if they violate laws and morality, they won’t be held accountable. This place perfectly embodies the meaning of the word ’privilege.’"

"Often, the darkness and filth aren’t on the surface. On the contrary, it’s the darkness hidden beneath a seemingly beautiful and proper veneer that’s truly chilling, isn’t it?"

Huang Bin, seeming to notice Zhou Yuanjue’s confusion, spoke up.

"You’re right."

Zhou Yuanjue agreed. The city before them was the perfect illustration.

Development and progress, he reflected, were not always synonymous with light and goodness.

Jimis was where Zhou Yuanjue would find his target.

Bartmu Hansen.

He was a key figure in the Baiyi Organization and the head of the Black Swan Organization.

He was in charge of the Baiyi Organization’s immensely profitable human trafficking division and was one of Bai Jiu’s most trusted subordinates. It was said that his family’s loyalty stretched back to his grandfather, who had been a devoted crewman for the great pirate. They had played a vital role in the founding of the Baiyi Organization.

Bartmu Hansen was also the master of this Lawless City. According to intelligence from the Hunting Mark Organization, he was one of the few within the Baiyi Organization to have broken past human limits, making both his personal combat strength and his position within the organization critically important.

However, despite his power, the man was utterly depraved. Of the most beautiful captives who passed through Jimis’s human trafficking network, a great number became Bartmu’s playthings, only to be tortured to death in agony.

As was his custom, Bartmu would attend the Swan Auction House in the city to participate in the auction of the most beautiful girls, which was held once every three months.

It was an event Bartmu never missed.

As their vehicle drove along the city’s wide roads, Zhou Yuanjue saw luxury cars parked along the sides and figures dressed like social elites strolling the streets. It almost felt like he was back in the bustling downtown of Shangjing.

But the true chaos and terror lay hidden beneath this placid facade.

WHOOSH!!!

Suddenly, a commotion erupted from the side of the street. Zhou Yuanjue turned to look. A middle-aged man in a suit was getting out of a sedan. Beside him, a scantily clad woman was struggling violently, trying to escape. In the struggle, she kicked the man’s shin and knocked his genteel, gold-rimmed glasses from his face, leaving a shallow scratch.

CRACK!!!

Just then, the seemingly refined man pulled a pistol from his coat and fired. The bullet tore through the woman’s body, sending her flying backward onto the pavement. A large pool of blood spread out from under her.