“Oh, there’s fog.” There was fog in the schoolyard.
Moore looked outside the window. Where did the fog come from?
No, this was magic.
Moore shot to his feet.
All the students and the teacher looked at him.
“Moore, what are you doing? Sit down. We’re in class.”
“Sorry, I suddenly thought of something…”
“Get back here! Where are you going?”
Ignoring the teacher’s warnings, Moore rushed out of the building.
But after a few steps, he realized that he was lost.
The fog was too heavy and he couldn’t see the street at all.
He walked a bit and then wanted to go back to school, but he realized that he couldn’t see the building anymore.
Moore grew nervous. He could only search in the fog.
He suddenly heard a sound. Was it on that side?
Moore walked toward the sound.
The next instant, a huge force sent him flying.
A balding man rushed out of a car and people crowded around.
“Not me, not me… He suddenly ran into the street…” The balding man paled in fright.
Moore lay on the ground in a bloody mess. His pupils were dilated.
There was no fog around him. Nothing at all…
…
In the distance, a girl was holding her phone. “Grandfather, I took care of it. That kid from the Supernatural Organization is already in the hospital.”
“Chloe, good job,” an aged voice said on the other end. “You’re my good granddaughter.”
“What about Jack?”
“That idiot killed the man.”
“I told you that you don’t have to trouble people for things like this,” Chloe said. “I can take care of it by myself. Will the Supernatural Organization kill Brighton in anger?”
“I don’t know. I hope they don’t do something so stupid. Otherwise, there’ll be no need for them to exist anymore.”
“Grandfather, these people are nothing. Why don’t we charge directly into their headquarters?”
“Woolie searched the premises. The organization is really weak, but they seem to have a lot of evil spirits. I don’t know what agreement they have with the evil spirit organization, but they coexist in harmony. If we attack impulsively, not only will we face the Supernatural Organization, we’ll also face a large number of evil spirits. We can’t attack the headquarters. I don’t want my grandchildren to do such a dangerous thing.”
“Then let’s attack them during the day.”
“Right now, we only have you, Woolie, Jack, Daris, and I. Even if the evil spirits don’t come out during the day, it’s still not safe. Let’s wait until your parents bring people to L.A.”
“This is annoying. Why don’t we just capture their leader and force them to hand Brighton over?”
“Woolie said that when he was checking out the organization yesterday, he ran into the president along the way and shot him.”
“That’s hilarious… What a weak Supernatural Organization. Their boss got killed with one shot.” Chloe started laughing loudly. “What’s so scary about a failure group like this? I can take care of it by myself.”
…
“President, there’s a problem.”
Chen Zhao heard West’s panicked and low voice as soon as he picked up the phone.
“What’s wrong?”
“Bir has died and Moore’s in the hospital from a car crash.”
“Uh…accident?” Chen Zhao asked in confusion.
“Bir was beaten to death inside the hospital,” West said gravely. “According to an eyewitness, Moore ran into the street and was hit by a racing car. I suspect he fell into a hallucination.”
Chen Zhao frowned. “Who did it?”
“I don’t know. I have no clue.”
Chen Zhao thought of how he’d gotten shot in the morning.
He was pissed.
He’d forgotten the feeling of almost dying.
West paused for a few seconds.
“President, something happened to Morid too.”
Chen Zhao’s mood fell. “Everyone who had an accident was outside the headquarters. Have everyone stay here for now. Oh…any news from Engelite?”
“No, I’ll call him now.”
“I’ll contact him. You watch everyone in the headquarters. Don’t let them run around.”
Chen Zhao looked down on the Supernatural Organization, but he was the president now.
He couldn’t just stand to the side as his minions were bullied.
Plus, he’d almost gotten killed today too.
“Hi, Engelite, where are you now?”
“Huh? President…I’m at a meeting right now. I’ll call you back later.”
“Some group is attacking our members. Bir died. Moore and Morid are both hospitalized. Where are you? I’ll go find you.”
“Huh?” Engelite was shocked. “I’m at my office.”
“F*ck, I’m asking where your office is.”
“XXXX Violet Road.”
“Stay in your office and don’t go anywhere. Those guys probably won’t attack randomly. I’m coming over right now.”
…
Chen Zhao hurried to Engelite’s office building.
Engelite sold insurance.
When he was downstairs, Chen Zhao called him.
But it took Engelite more than ten minutes to come down.
“How come you’re so slow?”
“President, I was preparing this.” Engelite handed him a document.
“What’s this?”
“Guarantee slip. President, this is a rare chance. If you buy this, you’ll definitely make money with no risk of losing. If anything happens, the warranty of $12,000 can pay for $1,250,000. Don’t you think it’s a great deal?”
Since Chen Zhao didn’t reply, Engelite continued excitedly, “It’s not just for you. I prepared one for all our members.”
“Did you buy one too?” Chen Zhao asked.
“Not yet. We have a rule that we can’t buy it for ourselves,” Engelite said. “I don’t want anyone else to make this money either.”
“You better go buy one fast,” Chen Zhao said with clenched teeth. “Otherwise, I’ll have the urge to slap you to death.”
Engelite shuddered, not daring to look at Chen Zhao.
Suddenly, Chen Zhao’s Eye of Shadow Vision opened.
He saw a woman looking at them in the distance.
Expression unchanging, Chen Zhao patted Engelite’s shoulder. “Let’s go. My car.”
“But my car’s still in the parking garage.”
“Then go. Oh, there are two people watching us right now. I’m sure that they’ll follow if you go into the garage.”
Engelite took out his phone. Chen Zhao looked at him. “Who are you calling?”
“My colleague. I want him to buy me insurance.”