Chapter 75: The Man Caught Red-Handed

My Years in National Security Don’t panic—I am capable of even more. 1330 words 2026-04-13 15:57:57

“Sorry, we can’t help you. We went to bed early last night and didn’t hear anything.” Wang Xu spoke to the police officers at the door with a calm expression. When he heard that a violent robbery had occurred next door, he even showed a genuinely frightened look.

“Uh, is the security here really that bad…”

“We apologize for your unpleasant experience. Please rest assured, the Dubai government has both the ability and responsibility to protect the personal safety of all tourists. We’ve already increased the number of guards and patrols in the area. Incidents like this will not happen again,” the two police officers replied.

As this abrupt scene unfolded, the shadow beneath the massive stone pillar began to writhe slowly, causing a flash of surprise in the purple-clad figure’s eyes. Then, a faint smile played across their lips, a trace of confusion crossing their face, before they turned their gaze to the Yuan Yang Emperor, who had suddenly stopped beside them.

Meanwhile, Xiao Feng felt none of this hatred. His expression remained calm, and what shone in his eyes was more admiration—admiration for Li Shan, and for strength itself. This feeling came from the very depths of Xiao Feng’s soul, without a hint of pretense.

She was already disheveled enough today. If Jun Yue were to witness this scene, he would likely laugh out loud in his dreams.

He didn’t go out of his way to hide his identity as a recluse, but neither did he purposely flaunt it.

The last to act was the man whose arm had been severed. After swinging his blade seven times, he slowly retreated.

After reading this news, many netizens remarked that the life of the wealthy is truly beyond imagination. Hiring just two bodyguards cost over eleven million, and that was per year.

“Wow! Jinghong is that formidable—his Dao Body must be extraordinary. I never expected it to be a superior Dao Body, just a step below the Sacred Body!” Zhuge Wushuang said enviously.

Anmida gritted his teeth against the chilling pain in his foot, raised his gun, and fired again. Two gunshots rang out, and another pair of bullets sped toward his opponent.

Although he was the head of an underground financial empire, he had never once acted for his own benefit, let alone indulged himself.

The on-site supervisor, Huo Kangtai, appeared to be in his fifties and had worked in the auction business for nearly two decades. His reputation and judgment spoke for themselves; the countless treasures he’d handled easily surpassed the bridges some had crossed.

Even though the monster’s body was covered in scale-like armor, the combined attacks of so many cultivators still inflicted pain.

Two days later, at around 10:05 in the morning, at Bob Airport, Xuan Yuan Yi, Iron Hand, and Dong Changyong—disguised as travelers—joined the crowd heading toward the departure hall doors. At the curb outside, Hawkeye waited in a sedan.

The head wolf was fumbling for a magazine when his gaze met Lang Zhanzhi’s wolf-like eyes. Instinctively, his pupils contracted, and in the next instant, his oil-painted, muscle-bound face twisted into a cunning, taunting grin.

“What?!” “Endure!” exploded at once. Yet, just as her face changed color, a whistling sound came from above. People looked up and saw a drone-like object hurtling towards her, propelled by a burst of flames.

At first, the two forces were evenly matched, but within moments, the silver dragon began to dissolve.

In just a few minutes, more than half of the once-arrogant Awakened had fallen. If the initial defeat of the snot monster could be chalked up to carelessness, then Mantis Brother and Captain Gorilla had simply been outmatched.

“Hmph! If you have the guts, don’t just talk big—let’s settle it with a singing contest! Let Murong Yuyan and the audience be the judges!” Kang Shifu shouted furiously.

Earth Chicken hurried to retrieve the gun Lang Zhan had tossed into the cabin. At that moment, Old Lei roared, “Good!”

Inside the hall, you could hear a pin drop. She wasn’t just a nurse, but a head nurse—at the director level. Anyone in the field knew that was the highest rank in the nursing profession.