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Chapter 107, Reading the Text 3: Learning Two Ultimate Mysteries

Chapter 107: After reading three thousand articles, I have learned two ultimate mysteries.

As the director of the Sixth Bureau, Shen Weiping has a rather thick skin.

Although he could clearly hear Hu Biao's displeasure, he pretended not to notice because of the seriousness of the matter and patiently explained.

This story begins with the abolition of the Traditional Martial Arts Association.

The Traditional Martial Arts Association is a registered social organization, but anyone in the Eastern Kingdom should know that registered social organizations have very wide-ranging influence, and the Traditional Martial Arts Association is no exception.

Because it was suddenly banned, a series of chain reactions naturally ensued.

Some companies and organizations affiliated with the association have had their operations greatly affected because they lost the association's endorsement.

Among them are Luo Zhenkun's two sons, both of whom live in the south. One runs a high-end nutritional supplement business, and the other runs a traditional Chinese medicine clinic. They had been doing very well thanks to their connections with the Traditional Martial Arts Association, but now that the association has been dissolved, their businesses are in trouble.

In addition, some investors who previously supported the association have also been significantly impacted.

Therefore, cutting off someone's livelihood and killing their parents is a grave enmity. Moreover, in addition to economic interests, the Traditional Martial Arts Association is also involved in something more important: the research on traditional martial arts and the related bioenergy. Because of the association's closure, the capital invested in it over the years can be said to have gone down the drain.

Capital is predatory; now, instead of being exploited, people have had their teeth knocked out. How can this be allowed? A backlash is inevitable.

The Traditional Martial Arts Association was banned by the government, so they didn't have the power to cause trouble for the authorities. However, they hated Hu Biao, who was directly involved, to the core.

According to intelligence obtained by the Sixth Bureau, Luo Zhenkun's two sons, Luo Nansheng and Luo Beisheng, had secretly conspired to take revenge on Hu Biao. Furthermore, powerful figures were also secretly instigating and plotting conspiracies against Hu Biao and his family.

Upon hearing this, Hu Biao frowned, and a chilling killing intent spread out.

"Revenge? What are they trying to do?"

Shen Weiping looked at Hu Biao's calm, but gradually indifferent expression, and his heart tightened. He quickly changed the subject.

"Don't worry, since we've already promised you, we won't let anything happen to your family. And now you don't need to worry at all."

"What do you mean?"

"Ronan is dead. He died in his own apartment on Hong Kong Island. His neck was broken by a severe blow, killing him instantly."

"Luo Beisheng is also dead. He died in his traditional Chinese medicine clinic in Guangzhou. The same method."

"And the capital behind the association, several important figures, are all dead. Most importantly, the chairman of Lingyun Capital died in Jipoh, Southeast Asia. The two executive directors of Morgan Stanley who were in charge of this matter died in Canada and the West Eagle Empire, respectively. They died in the exact same way. Their necks were broken, clearly the work of the Mighty Eagle Claw Kung Fu."

Hu Biao's eyes slowly widened, and his indifferent expression finally relaxed. He stared at Shen Weiping for a long time before saying, "I know Lingyun Capital, but what the hell is Morgan Stanley? Why would they support the Traditional Martial Arts Association?"

"That old man surnamed Luo is a traitor who colludes with the enemy?"

"Well?"

Shen Weiping's lips twitched slightly. "It's not really a business relationship, just an investment and cooperation. That's normal in modern society."

"Normal my ass! You know the true nature of the Traditional Martial Arts Association better than I do. A bunch of hypocritical old bastards, secretly colluding with foreign powers! I'll go and wipe them out!"

"The Traditional Martial Arts Association has been abolished, so these things are no longer important."

"What's important?"

"They're all dead. This matter is far too relevant to you."

"Did you have a stroke?"

Hu Biao interrupted him, sneering, "Let's not talk about Luo's two sons. Those so-called capitalists you just mentioned, whether it's Lingyun Capital or Morgan Stanley, they're all foreigners, right? What business is it of yours whether they live or die? You're the Dongguo Garrison Command, not the world's policeman. Why are you getting involved?"

"I—" Shen Weiping opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, let's not talk about those people, let's talk about Luo Zhenkun's two sons, their cause of death—"

"You've already told me the cause of death," Hu Biao interrupted him again. "I understand why you're here. Because these two guys had a grudge against me, and they died at the hands of Eagle Claw Kung Fu, you suspect me, right?"

"It's not suspicion, we just want to understand the situation. After all, we know where you are, so it's impossible that you did it."

"So you suspect that my senior or junior brother was responsible?"

"We are just—"

"I take back what I just said. I told you earlier that I have no fellow disciples, and now I can tell you definitively that I don't know if I have any. You can investigate on your own."

"ah?!"

Before Shen Weiping could react, Hu Biao had already stood up and said to Academician Zhou Huanan, "Professor Zhou, I'm going back now."

"Okay!" Academician Zhou Huanan nodded with a smile. "Get some rest. I need to catch the high-speed train tomorrow."

Watching Hu Biao leave the office, Zhou Huanan turned his gaze back to Shen Weiping, saying with a look of disdain, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"I—" Shen Weiping was also speechless.

His position as the director of the Sixth Bureau of the Garrison Command might seem prestigious outside, but here, well, he really wasn't qualified. He could only sigh helplessly, apologize to Zhou Hua, and leave dejectedly.

Hu Biao left the office with a displeased expression. He didn't go anywhere else but went straight back to his dormitory. After closing the door, the displeasure on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a carefree smile.

Of course, he did it.

He wasn't stupid; he knew that the Traditional Martial Arts Association was an organization with far-reaching influence and deep entanglements with various parties' interests. Even with official backing, he couldn't guarantee that these guys wouldn't resort to underhanded tactics. He wasn't afraid of himself, but what about his parents? No one could guarantee that these people wouldn't suddenly do something drastic to him, so he was always on guard.

After the association disbanded, he placed all the high-ranking members of the Traditional Martial Arts Association under his high-dimensional surveillance, checking on them periodically. Therefore, he knew how much the Traditional Martial Arts Association, represented by Luo Zhenkun, hated him, how much those whose interests had been harmed hated him, especially the capital behind the association—those who coveted the Spirit Pivot Ring and had paid a huge price for it, and how obsessed they were with immortality, and how furious they were about his handing the Spirit Pivot Ring over to the authorities.

This can be seen from their reaction after learning the news. These guys hate me to the core, so much so that they have already begun to plot against me.

How can this be? How can this be allowed?

Do you really think I've been reading 3,000 articles online for nothing?

Having read thousands of articles online, he has learned a great deal of knowledge and also grasped the two ultimate mysteries of online literature!

One is to nip it in the bud and wipe it out completely.

Another is that the first to strike gains the upper hand, while the second to strike suffers the consequences.

So he made the first move!