A Little Storm

Du Sen and the others were on high alert, hiding among the crowds outside the residential community.

Uncle De was guarding the house.

At this moment, Ye Qingya sent another message to Yan Dongxu.

【The other ten people will reach your location in half an hour.】

Yan Dongxu told Uncle De about the message.

At the same time, he wondered how Ye Qingya knew this.

She should have returned to Jing City by now, right?

Being so far away, she was able to keep track of the Death Coffin's members' movements at all times.

Not only that, her intel was so accurate. Could it be that she had tracking devices installed on them?

"How exactly does White Moon gather intelligence?" Yan Dongxu asked curiously.

Uncle De would probably know White Moon's methods.

"Don't be fooled by White Moon's members looking old-fashioned and ancient.

They have access to cutting edge technology and a huge team of hackers," Uncle De explained.

"The so-called White Moon has already transformed. They used to rely on people to gather intel, now they use ubiquitous technology instead."

"With their AI brains, they can collect information automatically after an order is issued."

"By hacking into electronic devices near the target area, they can gather intel in real time."

"But this also has a downside. Once the target leaves the city, White Moon's technological capabilities are greatly reduced. Otherwise the tragedy five years ago could have been avoided," Uncle De added regretfully.

He still couldn't get over what happened five years ago. If not for the faulty intelligence, there wouldn't have been so many casualties. His own son would not have died either.

Soon, Ye Qingya sent another message.

【The target has arrived. Firefox Team has received my location info and locked onto all Death Coffin members already.】

Yan Dongxu was impressed by how slick this operation was.

He didn't even tell Ye Qingya about Du Sen and the others, yet she knew everything and had sent them messages too.

He was very curious what Du Sen's reaction would be when he saw the message.

"Boss, this is intel from White Moon! The signature is a 'Ya' character, could it be from my goddess Qingya?" Lin Xia said excitedly.

He knew Yan Dongxu and Qingya had met before, and even livestreamed together.

He didn't expect to get in touch with Goddess Qingya so soon.

Ye Qingya was quite famous in hacker circles. Her team White Moonlight was ranked 3rd globally.

Ranked 2nd was Thunder God from the Paranormal Alliance. Although Lin Xia was a Thunder God member, his skills couldn't compare with Qingya, captain of the 3rd ranked White Moonlight.

As for the top ranked Dark God, no one knew if it was an organization or an individual to this day.

Dark God was ranked 1st because a few years ago, they unleashed the world-shocking "Descending Darkness" in a certain country.

Through technological infiltration, Dark God cut off all the power supply in that country after dusk, plunging the entire nation into darkness and panic for an hour.

The direct loss caused was hard to estimate. Due to loss of face, that country never publicized the extent of the damage.

To this day, that country still has an international arrest warrant out for Dark God members.

Dark God has an ultimate goal called "Light and Darkness".

To plunge the dark hemisphere into total darkness, while lighting up all lights on the lighted side.

Using his spatial ability, Yan Dongxu similarly locked onto the ten nearby Death Coffin members.

These people were sneaking around suspiciously, not seeming like they were here to kill him.

Perhaps Uncle De was right that they just came to look for their comrades from last night.

The inexplicable disappearance of five people, including General Ji Tong the Iron Sparrow, must have unsettled the Death Coffin members.

"Uncle, were there any homicides around here last night?"

One of the Death Coffin members asked a resident who had just left the residential community.

"Haven't heard of any! Who're you? Why're you asking about this?" The middle-aged man replied gruffly, growing suspicious of the strange man.

"Oh, I'm a social media creator. I heard something happened here, so I came to get some hot content," the Death Coffin member explained.

"You young people nowadays, never up to any good. Instead of working properly, you just run around filming nonsense with your phone! Why don't you find a proper job?" The uncle scolded, leaving the Death Coffin youth at a loss for words.

As the uncle's back moved further away, a yellow gleam flashed in the youth's eyes. The pavement tiles in front of the uncle suddenly jutted up, tripping him. The uncle fell flat on his face, skinning his knees and palms.

"Dammit, what rotten luck!"

The youth left, satisfied that he didn't outright kill the uncle.

Bang!

The youth had barely taken a few steps when his nose exploded with pain. It was as if he had slammed into a wall, stumbling back a few steps.

But there was nothing in front of him. This was freaky!

Clutching his gushing nose, he felt like the bridge had shattered.

Turning around to walk away, Bang! He knocked into something again.

Gently probing with his hand, there was nothing there!

He then realized there must be a paranormal with powerful spatial abilities messing with him.

The youth staggered away, only to knock his head after less than 50 meters of escape.

Watching from afar, Lin Xia was dumbfounded.

He was certain a spatial paranormal was targeting that Death Coffin member.

"Boss, look over here!" Lin Xia said into his earpiece.

After noticing the situation, Du Sen's mouth curled up slightly.

"Go in pairs, capture a few first."

Du Sen ordered, and everyone sprang into action.

Yan Dongxu secretly helped out, using his spatial ability to restrict some of the Death Coffin members.

Firefox Team members promptly handcuffed them with special cuffs that sealed their paranormal abilities.

Everything went so smoothly.

The few who tried to escape were suspended in midair, helpless no matter how they struggled.

"Boss, that expert is helping us! He must be nearby!" Lin Xia scanned their surroundings as he spoke.

"Nevermind that, bring these people back first. At least we know this spatial paranormal is on our side." Du Sen replied, looking up at the building Yan Dongxu was in.

Yan Dongxu's heart leapt, did Du Sen discover him?

Whatever, it seemed Du Sen didn't intend to make things difficult for him either.

The minor clash was over, and Yan Dongxu's heart could finally settle down.

But Uncle De's actions really freaked him out.

Uncle De had donned an apron and started cleaning up, looking like an aged butler.

Yan Dongxu was very unaccustomed to this.

"Uncle De, the maid comes regularly to clean. She'll be here soon. Please don't tire yourself out," he tried to stop him, but Uncle De paid him no mind and continued with the chores.

Having a top assassin washing dishes and cleaning seemed improper to him.

Soon the cleaning auntie arrived. Seeing her work already halfway done, she was filled with a strong sense of crisis.

Only after learning Uncle De was just helping out did her heart settle down.

Laughter occasionally drifted out from the kitchen as the two chatted.

"Big brother, you're so funny. I'm already 61, yet you say I look like a flower! Hey big bro, you single?"

"Yep, still looking. I'd like a 1.6m tall wife with a cute mole at the corner of her mouth."

"Oh my, big bro, just say you meant me! I'm single too, let's add each other!"

...

Yan Dongxu and Zhao Qingqing exchanged amused looks, barely holding in their laughter.

"What an expert! So this is how rapidly romance progresses for the elderly?"