It is said that the expert avenged the deceased Gang Leader, slaughtering all around, fiercely battling numerous warriors. He beat the Red Tiger Gang so badly that they fled Jiangbei in panic, never daring to set foot on this territory again. After inmates found out Xiao Shuai was from the Three Wolves Gang, they all looked at him differently, eagerly asking him about that expert. Because of this, his treatment inside improved significantly, and the times he was bullied greatly decreased. At that time, Xiao Shuai even felt a faint sense of pride and admiration because of it. After all, such a big figure actually had interactions with himself. Although, in those interactions, it seemed he played the role of the villain... He recalled the scene of that young and handsome man gently and considerately treating his leg injury. Xiao Shuai’s heart warmed, and he gritted his teeth, taking a stance of adamantly refusing to admit it. Damn it, how could a hero-like character be betrayed by someone despicable like me?! "Fuck you, are you still pretending to be dumb? I’ll make you stop pretending!" The tall slender guy saw what was happening and kicked his stomach hard several times. Xiao Shuai curled up in pain, cold sweat instantly soaking his back. The intense pain and fear surged like a tide, nearly shattering his will. Just as his consciousness was about to blur, a strange sensation suddenly appeared. It felt like a surge of Spiritual Energy was injected into his body, preventing him from passing out. In this extremely bizarre feeling, Xiao Shuai felt as if he had gained another pair of eyes. Looking on with a calm indifference, observing everything before him. This feeling sent shivers down his spine, yet strangely enough, also calmed him somewhat. After a few fruitless questions, a white van without license plates drove up to the alley entrance, honking its horn. "A Quan, stop the nonsense, take him away quickly!" The scar-faced man gave the order. The tall slender guy and the other three quickly acted, gagging Xiao Shuai with a rag, tying his hands and feet, and shoving him roughly into the vehicle. The car door slammed shut with a "bang", plunging the rear compartment into darkness. Xiao Shuai lay on the cold floor, struggling in panic, only to be met with unabated punches and kicks. A thug guarding him took out a sharp dagger from his pocket, waved it in front of his eyes, and made a throat-slitting gesture with a sinister smile. Xiao Shuai froze in fear, quickly shut his eyes tightly, and dared not move a muscle. At that moment, a man spoke to him: Xiao Shuai shuddered violently, initially thinking it was the nearby thug giving orders, and could only open a narrow slit of his eyes in fear. The guard just lowered his head, fiddling with the dagger, casting him a disdainful glance once he behaved, without any extra gestures. As for the others, some were driving, others chatting, no one paid him any attention. Xiao Shuai looked around in bewilderment and uncertainty. He didn’t know who exactly was speaking to him. After a few seconds, the voice rang out again, with an irrefutable command tone: "Look at the buildings and road signs outside the car window, try to memorize the route taken." The voice was calm and clear, both very unfamiliar and yet inexplicably familiar. It seemed to be close by, heard right in his ear. No, it felt more like it directly emerged in his mind. "If you want to stay alive, do as I say." The man’s voice quickly supplemented. This time Xiao Shuai was completely convinced. This voice wasn’t an illusion; it truly existed only in his head. The instinct to survive overwhelmed all fear and doubt, Xiao Shuai hesitated no more. He quietly turned his head toward the window, his eyes fixed on the rapidly passing streetscape outside, not daring to blink even once. The van that kidnapped him twisted left and right through the city, not heading towards a remote suburb but instead entering the bustling city center. Finally, it stopped below a tall, imposing office building. "It’s not convenient to bring him up , the boss will scold us if he sees." The scar-faced man turned back to glance at the bound Xiao Shuai. A subordinate immediately got the hint, taking a black sack and a baseball bat from under the seat, walking towards Xiao Shuai with a sinister smile. "What are you going to do!" In terror, Xiao Shuai tried to shout, but the sound was muffled by the cloth in his throat, only able to make a humming noise. The response was a club strike that came right at him. Everything went black, and he completely lost consciousness. Old Factory Street, in the bedroom. Fang Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed, slowly opening his eyes. In his deep gaze, a glint of understanding flickered, and he muttered softly to himself: That’s right, the person who just created a spiritual link with me through spiritual resonance. Is actually that thug I encountered at Wen Xin’s doorstep. Fang Cheng remembers clearly, this guy named Xiao Shuai, because he harassed Wen Xin’s mother, was beaten by me and driven away. Not long after, we met again at Sang Biao’s powder factory, and he got beaten once more, with his leg kicked broken by me. At that time, Fang Cheng had Ma Donghe pick two survivors to take away, to be held at the secret base. The intention was to use them as a backup plan, in case the Red Tiger Gang retaliated, let these two act as guides, find out the enemy’s details, and destroy their base. It was also from Xiao Shuai that Fang Cheng learned Sang Biao’s address, later successfully assassinating him, and blaming it on the Three Wolves Gang. Thus, initially establishing the intimidating image of a "mysterious expert." After a brief recollection, Fang Cheng thought about it, picked up his phone, and dialed Ma Donghe’s number. The phone rang for several times and then was answered. Immediately, a voice filled with surprise and mixed complaints came through from the other end: "Damn, you finally remembered me, I thought you forgot about your brother!" "How could I, hearing your vigorous voice, it seems the special training of over a month worked well." Upon hearing this, Ma Donghe started to rant profusely: "Just finished a five-kilometer weighted cross-country, every day I’m as exhausted as a dead dog, this life is harsher than prison!" "By the way, how are things going for you, do you feel confident about your postgraduate retest?" "It’s alright, shouldn’t be a big problem." The two chatted casually for a while. Fang Cheng stopped beating around the bush and then asked: "Donghe, do you remember the two people I had you take away from Sang Biao’s place?" Upon hearing this, Ma Donghe immediately became alert. "I remember, what’s up?" "Is it those two brats, oh no, is that son of a bitch Xiao Shuai betraying us again?" "Damn, should’ve killed him and fed him to the dogs back then!" He started cursing before Fang Cheng could say anything further. Fang Cheng listened speechlessly for a moment, then replied in line with his tone: "Didn’t I tell you to handle it properly, clean up the loose ends?" "I did handle it though." Ma Donghe’s tone was somewhat embarrassed: "Didn’t you say they could be useful, as they could provide information and be witnesses with a stain?" "Back then, there were rumors that the Three Wolves Gang had a mysterious expert, so I thought about holding onto the recordings of their confessions, introducing them to join the Three Wolves Gang." "That way, it would be clearly established that we were directed by the Three Wolves Gang, making the situation more convoluted, and as traitors, they definitely wouldn’t dare to expose the matter himself." Listening to this, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but pinch his temples. His initial intention was just to let Ma Donghe decide, when unnecessary, to opt for silencing them. Originally thinking that Ma Donghe, who had mixed with the underworld, would be ruthless and surely understand. Unexpectedly, this guy cleverly created this scenario. "Ah Cheng, don’t worry!" Ma Donghe seemed to hear the meaning of Fang Cheng’s silence and quickly said: "I know where that kid Xiao Shuai lives, even if he’s not discreet, at most he could only describe your appearance." "By then, the Red Tiger Gang will surely come after me first, it has nothing to do with you." Fang Cheng calmly replied: "You’re overthinking, I just coincidentally ran into him on the road earlier and was casually asking." Upon hearing this, Ma Donghe finally sighed in relief, his tone also softened: "Actually this guy, I’ve observed him, inherently he’s not too bad. His family’s situation is poor, has a blind old mother, dropped out of school early, and can only come out to make a living..." Fang Cheng wasn’t interested in listening to these. Anyway, looking at the result, Ma Donghe’s move wasn’t wrong, at least he thought a bit. "You only mentioned Xiao Shuai just now, what about the other person?" Ma Donghe paused for a moment, then explained: "Three months ago, during the chaotic fight between the Red Tiger Gang and the Three Wolves Gang, the other person was hacked to death on the spot by the Red Tiger Gang’s people." "Xiao Shuai was lucky, during the chaos, he got arrested by the arriving police, did a few months in prison, and now should be out by now..." After chatting for a while longer, Fang Cheng hung up the phone, his eyes flickered, and he fell into contemplation. This time, Xiao Shuai encountering the kidnapping incident. Could it be that the Red Tiger Gang still hasn’t given up on investigating the powder factory? Or is it a directive from the Noah Organization...