Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”Hmm. The three of us are SS-level superpower users, and the opponent is seriously injured. Even if we can’t win, he can’t kill us when we’re teamed up, right?” Lanni sneered.

The three were somewhat excited, knowing that escaping from the chairman meant the opponent was not only formidable but might also have mysterious treasures brought from the East. If they could find those treasures, they could divide them among themselves as long as no one else knew.

”Watch out!” Lance suddenly shouted, his muscles gathering like steel, veins bulging on his forehead and arms, resembling a ferocious dragon.

Without another word, Lance lifted his battle axe and swung it sharply. A blue line of light instantly pierced through the axe as if slicing through tofu, circled around Lance’s neck, and a head rolled to the ground, coincidentally bumping into a nearby wild boar’s head, eyes full of endless horror.

”Brother.” Lanni roared, but before he could use his superpower, the blue line shrieked through his head, splattering red and white everywhere, and he fell to the ground lifelessly.

John didn’t even think, turned, and sprinted away in a gust of wind, nearly exhausting all his strength and energy in his escape.

Lance and his brother were of equal strength to him. They died without even seeing the enemy, how could John not feel terrified?

”Whoosh!”

As the sound entered his ears, John saw a line of light piercing through his chest, floating mid-air, and when he realized it was a treasure sword, he was already kneeling on the ground, face filled with endless fear and regret.

”The third wave of people.” A figure walked out of the woods, frowning.

The figure emerging from the woods was Lin Mo, enveloped in faint starlight, with black hair and eyes, and an indifferent expression.

”Come back.”

The Xuanyuan Sword resonated with a clear sound, then circled in the air and returned to Lin Mo’s hand.

”Even at night, I can’t cultivate peacefully. It seems I need to leave this place soon.”

Lin Mo shook his head, sheathed the Xuanyuan Sword back onto his spine, and a radiant blue light surged into his vertebrae. His feet rose about a meter off the ground, and he glided forward like the wind.

The Superpower Alliance had been searching for his trace nearby, and the people he just killed, including Lanni, were already the third group Lin Mo had encountered.

”Annoying like flies, Superpower Alliance, I’ll definitely come for you someday.” Lin Mo gritted his teeth.

Traveling through the starry night, Lin Mo headed northwards, intending to stop once he left the Alliance’s search area.

Lin Mo wasn’t afraid of those sent by the Superpower Alliance; he just didn’t know when the chairman would appear again. To be safe, he decided to leave first.

Inside the Superpower Alliance headquarters.

The Vice President’s villa.

Adolf, injured by Lin Mo, was sitting cross-legged in a quiet room, with two ice soul-like objects beside him, emitting wisps of white mist.

The swirling mist seeped into Adolf’s body, causing him to reveal a comfortable expression.

”Vice President.” A voice came from the doorway.

”Hmm?” Adolf opened his eyes and frowned, ”Speak your mind.”

”Lin Mo escaped. We’ve lost five SS-level superpower users and over twenty below S-level,” came Dan Dun’s slightly nervous voice from the doorway.

”Wasn’t he injured? How is he still this powerful?” Adolf frowned tightly.

After a brief silence, the voice outside hesitated, ”According to video footage uploaded from the tracking watch, Lin Mo seems to have a very powerful sword that almost no one can withstand.”

”A powerful sword?” Adolf pondered.

Some powerful Eastern martial artists and magic users have something called a magic treasure. Could it be that the item in his hand is a magic treasure?

”Issue a Dark Web Assassination Order. As long as he doesn’t leave the West, he’ll be found eventually.” Adolf stated.

”Yes, Vice President.”

After Dan Dun spoke, the sound of footsteps leaving filled the room.

In the offices of the Superpower Alliance headquarters, Dan Dun entered his large personal office and massaged his temples—what a significant loss for the Alliance this time!

”Mr. Dan Dun, do you need some coffee?” a blonde woman in an office lady uniform asked with a smile.

”Blue Mountain Coffee, with extra sugar,” Dan Dun replied and sat at his desk.

”Alright, sir.”

Soon, the blonde lady brought a cup of coffee to the desk before exiting the office.

Besides meetings and cultivation, the Superpower Alliance also has office areas to handle affairs or send and manage tasks, resembling a well-structured company.

Dan Dun took a sip of coffee, then opened his laptop, placing his eyes on a nearby scanner.

A green waterfall-like stream of code appeared on the computer, followed by a few English letters—Access Granted.

The Dark Web, where underground forces and Western elites gather, is equipped with strict monitoring systems and is jointly developed by the Superpower Alliance and several other international powers, holding great credibility.

Only those with permission can access this website, where one can engage in assassination, trade, exchange, data search, and casual chatting, similar to regular forum functions.

”Bounty of 10 billion, killing Jason, the Demon’s Eye.”

”Seeking Crystal Energy Stone.”

”Who knows the cultivation method for fire energy?”

”Detailed explanation of how Brazilian Judo can exert immense strength.”

”Paid video of killing the mutated giant wolf of the Siberian Ice Field!”

Various dazzling messages appeared on the forum homepage. Dan Dun navigated skillfully, clicking open a task section.

This section is where tasks of all kinds are posted, including assassination, protection, escort, and even adventure tasks.

While varied, most tasks posted are for assassination.

”Assassination task, bounty of 5 billion, targeting a Huaxia martial artist, with an approximate level of SS.”

Dan Dun’s fingers flew across the keyboard, then deleted the amount, changing 5 billion to 10 billion.

The content of the post included only a blurry photo. Due to dim lighting, a young Huaxia stood in the forest, expression indifferent, not very clear.

This photo was taken automatically from the smart communication watch on John’s wrist when he died, unbeknownst to Lin Mo.

The bounty of 10 billion is considerable, but for the resource-rich Superpower Alliance, it’s merely a drop in the bucket.

However, Dan Dun used a small account to post this information, since if even the Superpower Alliance felt troubled, few others would take the task.

Dan Dun didn’t expect those taking the task, whether assassins or superpower users, to kill Lin Mo. As long as they could locate him or cause trouble, the Superpower Alliance would act directly to eliminate Lin Mo.

Wonderful, continues tomorrow.