Catastrophe Containment Facility

At an intersection some distance from the hotel, several black sedans pulled over.

Besides supporters in black uniforms, there were also a few people in plain clothes.

These were Lin Zheyuan and Lin Lu, with whom Wen Wen was familiar, Uncle Gong who had set the fire last time, and a woman in a grey cloak.

Wen Wen took a careful look at the woman. In the Federation, cloaks had long been obsolete, and hardly anyone wore them in modern society. Wearing one on the street would not serve to conceal one's identity but instead would attract a great deal of unusual attention.

So, why would she wear a cloak?

However, since this woman had come from the Hunters Association, she probably wasn't relying on wearing bizarre costumes to attract others' attention—she wasn't some glamorous slut...

Wen Wen approached them and directly said to Lin Zheyuan, "Double Red Hotel, a room by the window on the third floor, they are staying there! Only their group is staying in the hotel, and the owner lives downstairs."

"There are three of them altogether, one of whom is a confirmed member of a Secret Organization, capable of controlling others' actions and releasing black energy to attack. He is also extremely sensitive, and will detect any superpower user approaching."

"Another black man named Wilson, I have been commissioned by his wife to take him home. His ability consists of a pair of transformable metal wings behind him, this man I will handle, I am confident I can take him down."

"As for another... all I know is that he is a man in black clothes, I don't have other information on him."

After hearing Wen Wen's words, Lin Zheyuan asked in surprise, "Didn't you say you dared not approach them?" Wen Wen's information was equivalent to skipping their investigative phase, allowing the arrest operation to begin directly!

"I didn't know at the time, but now I've investigated clearly. By the way, it cost me eight hundred dollars to find informants to gather this information, remember to reimburse me later."

In fact, he had figured everything out for just over a hundred dollars...

"You can rest assured, you won't miss out on your reward."

Lin Zheyuan said helplessly, but despite his helpless expression, he was highly impressed by Wen Wen's operational efficiency. Wen Wen was the most suitable superpower user for a freelance hunter that Lin Zheyuan had ever seen.

"Then, based on the information provided by Detective Wen, the operation officially begins!"

...

"You go outside and wait for a while, I have something to discuss with this gentleman."

Grandi sent Wilson, whose wound had been bandaged, out to the corridor, and then began discussing matters with Mr. L.

"Is this also a member you want to recruit into your organization? Petty fights, not significant enough for the big stage." Even in the room, Grandi couldn't see Mr. L's face, but it was the same for him; members of their kind of secret organization rarely reveal their true identities.

"Skyscrapers are built one floor at a time. Our Mithril Brotherhood cannot compare with your Profane Blood's massive enterprise; each new member is highly valuable to us."

"You can just take the wings and leave. That person is of no value, just a burden by your side."

"Hey, let's not mention the potential turmoil that might be caused if those wings are detached from the host, finding another suitable host for the wings would be a huge hassle."

"Petty family squabbles." Mr. L turned his head aside and snorted softly.

"Let's not talk about that right now. Regardless of whether that kid is a superpower user or not, he's a snitch, and your presence in Furong River City is probably already known to the Hunters Association," he said.

"Don't worry, no superpower users have approached this hotel, and we don't have any beacon left by that kid on us. We've also cleaned ourselves thoroughly, even a vampire couldn't track us here."

Grandi maintained a peculiar balance as he stood, squatting on the back of a chair, and said.

"Still, it's better to be cautious... Aside from today, I might even personally attack you, but I need your help right now, so be careful, otherwise if those hyenas start targeting us, I won't have an easy time either."

"You talk as if you are safe to us now," Grandi said with a cold laugh, always on guard around Mr. L.

In terms of strength, Mr. L was not much stronger than him, but even for a Secret Organization, the infamy of the Profane Blood was too great, and Grandi had to be extremely cautious.

Suddenly, Grandi's expression changed—the civilians around the hotel were decreasing... and the rate of decrease was rapid! Rather than decreasing, it was more like they were retreating!

"The Hunters Association has found us, L, did you expose our location here!"

Grandi had already managed to mask his Qi, and no one had followed them on their way here. Being discovered now only meant one thing—someone had leaked their whereabouts!

"I'm here too, would I expose myself to get caught?" Mr. L's expression turned grim. He hadn't figured out how they were discovered, especially since they had only been here for a few hours.

"Talking about this now is useless, they will take some time to track down this place, Wilson, we need to..."

Boom!

An RPG rocketed into the room and exploded violently, the blast throwing them back. Had they not been shielded by powerful Supernatural Power, that single RPG would have been enough to kill them.

But even though they both were strong, facing powerful modern weaponry still inevitably caused them injuries. Apart from some special types of superpower users, modern weaponry posed a threat to nearly every superpower user.

The Hunters Association could intimidate all superpower users, not only because they had a numerical advantage, but also because they could indiscriminately use modern weaponry—a strength that Secret Organizations desperate to hide their identities could never master.

After the rocket launcher, several squads of Supporters arrived with various weapons, thoroughly sealing off the surroundings. Their task was not to directly engage the superpower users from the Secret Organization, but to handle the aftermath and prevent any unforeseen incidents.

The flames from the explosion didn't disappear; instead, they formed a huge, floating fireball. Uncle Gong, looking somewhat disheveled, stood downstairs, smoking a cigarette indifferently watching them.

"They moved so quickly; we were indeed careless," Mr. L said darkly.

"Not just one, but two members from Secret Organizations, it's getting troublesome," Lin Zheyuan observed gravely from below. The energy wave from the resistance against the rocket was extremely noticeable, clearly indicating that neither Mr. L nor Grandi were easy targets.

The battle between superpower users is not always about numbers, but undoubtedly, having an extra person added an extra layer of danger.

The four superpower users from the Hunters Association might gain the upper hand, but that didn't guarantee an easy win over Mr. L and Grandi.

Mr. L and Grandi exchanged glances, quickly understanding each other's thoughts, and immediately split up to escape. Grandi didn't even bother to check on Wilson; he just dashed off.