289: Let’s go, Wuhan University, which takes human life lightly?

The next day, dawn broke.

A black official car sped down the road.

Inside the car,

The driver was a young Martial Alliance member with a fair complexion, none other than Li Ming, who had accompanied Yan Changfeng at the Training Camp previously.

In the passenger seat, Agent Wang, with a mustache, was resting with his eyes closed.

"Brother Wang, do you think we've offended Director Yan in some way? Otherwise, why would he assign us this mission?

Those Black Mist Organization members are extremely sinister. Wouldn't it be suicide for us to go?"

Li Ming felt uneasy and complained to Agent Wang in the passenger seat.

Ever since receiving Director Yan's mission assignment yesterday, Li Ming had been feeling down and hadn't slept well last night.

He had participated in the interrogation of the Black Mist Organization member captured from the Training Camp last time.

Although that person was only a low-level member of the organization, it was still possible to glean the terror of this organization from his few words.

Most of the members inside were extremists.

With the help of the Black Demon Mist, these people could achieve significant leaps in strength.

Members within were basically Elite Martial Artist at minimum, and Great Grandmaster-level combatants were abundant.

He himself was only an Advanced Martial Artist, not even an Elite Martial Artist, and receiving this mission had him utterly distraught.

"Li Ming, don't worry. These are all things you must experience on your path to growth. Besides, it's not just the two of us going, isn't someone from Xinghai Martial Arts University leading the way?"

The middle-aged agent's tone was calm and world-weary, clearly having experienced many more setbacks, without the worries of a young agent.

Hearing Xinghai Martial Arts University, Li Ming's heart sank even further:

"But the Qianlong List of Xinghai Martial Arts University has undergone a major reshuffle, and the new people are clearly weaker; wouldn't it be better to find someone from Alliance Martial Arts University or Kyoto Martial Arts University?"

"You worry too much. We're just accompanying them. Someone else is taking the lead, so if anything goes wrong, it has nothing to do with us. It's just a business trip, relax."

Agent Wang stretched lazily, unconcerned.

In this era, Vicious Beasts ran rampant, and there were countless cases.

There were also many unsolved cases, and Agent Wang, as a veteran of the Special Affairs Bureau, was well-versed in the Dao of survival within it.

They definitely had to go, but whether they could solve it was another matter entirely.

However, he didn't hold much hope for the students of Xinghai Martial Arts University either.

He had already reviewed the Cloud Edge case. The Black Mist Organization members were at least at the Great Grandmaster Realm, and with the Black Demon Mist's enhancement, they could easily unleash Great Grandmaster-level combat power.

This task, even an ordinary Martial Arts University professor might not be able to handle.

For a student from a Martial Arts University to undertake this mission was merely a formality.

Unless, of course, the legendary figure Jiang Fan made an appearance.

But how could that be possible?

How could such a Prodigy-level Genius take on such a thankless mission?

Agent Wang scoffed internally, then crossed his arms and dozed off.

At that time, as long as these Black Mist Organization members didn't escalate the situation, at most, he would just submit a report.

As for other matters, he, a mere agent, couldn't control them.

Li Ming, who was driving, felt a little more at ease seeing Agent Wang so calm.

Soon,

The car stopped in front of the gate of Xinghai Martial Arts University.

A young man in a black combat suit stood tall at the school entrance.

The young man's face was ordinary, the kind that would be completely unnoticeable if thrown into a crowd.

Even though he was mentally prepared,

When he clearly saw that the young man was not Jiang Fan,

A hint of disappointment inexplicably welled up in Agent Wang's heart.

He rolled down the car window and called out to the young man:

"Student, did you take on the Cloud Edge mission?"

Jiang Fan, seeing this, nodded politely.

"Get in."

Agent Wang didn't bother to get out of the car. Although the other party was nominally the leader of this mission, he was just a student, a typical scapegoat. He wouldn't be polite to him.

The vehicle restarted.

Agent Wang greeted him:

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Fei, and this is Li Ming. May I ask your name, student?"

"Che Chi."

"Student Che, you've read the case brief for this mission, right? This time, we're just cooperating with your actions. If you have any requests, feel free to make them."

"Alright."

Jiang Fan responded indifferently.

He could tell that the other party didn't trust him much, and this mission was likely to be a half-hearted effort.

However, Jiang Fan didn't care; whether or not these two were present made no difference to him for this mission.

He also didn't expect them to play any significant role.

Li Ming, who was driving, looked at the young face through the rearview mirror, and his heart grew increasingly uncertain:

"Student Che, thank you for your hard work. What year are you in this year?"

"Second... second year, starting second year."

Jiang Fan originally wanted to say first year, but realizing it was inappropriate, he immediately corrected himself.

"Very good, no wonder you look so youthful and energetic."

Li Ming forced a strained smile.

But in his heart, he was cursing.

What on earth was Xinghai Martial Arts University thinking, assigning an S-level ultra-high-risk mission to a novice who was only starting his second year?

This was simply a mockery.

This kind of mission should at least be handled by a senior student in their fourth year, who would have more experience.

Sending this rookie was no different from disregarding human lives!

The crucial point was, their two lives as accompanying personnel were also at stake!

It was utterly outrageous.

Li Ming desperately glanced at Wang Fei in the passenger seat, noticing that his expression was no longer as calm as before.

For a moment, the car interior was silent.

The three had their own thoughts, and the atmosphere was awkward.

When the vehicle stopped again, Jiang Fan raised his eyes and looked out the window.

Before his eyes lay a lush green landscape, with continuous mountain ranges.

"This is the Martial Alliance's airport located in the suburbs of Kyoto. It's a long journey, so we'll fly there."

Wang Fei explained to Jiang Fan in the back seat.

Soon, the three arrived beside a silver-white fighter jet.

"Damn it! Why is it even carrying missiles!"

Li Ming exclaimed in surprise, looking at the wings of the fighter jet, which were fully loaded with missiles.

"This is the latest model of the Yuanli fighter jet, the Snapdragon 857, carrying ten missiles."

A muscular Crew Cut in a flight suit came before the three, saying proudly.

"Old Zhang, no way, we're just going to Cloud Edge, is all this really necessary?"

Wang Fei walked forward and playfully punched Old Zhang's chest.

"You two should be happy."

Old Zhang returned Wang Fei's punch, grumbling,

"The Bureau only has one fighter jet of this caliber, and Director Yan specifically ordered it. But you two don't get this treatment; it must be prepared for some important figure."

After speaking, Old Zhang looked around. Besides a young man who looked like a student, he didn't see any other personnel who looked like leaders.

He scratched his head, suspiciously asking:

"Just the three of you? No one else?"

After receiving Wang Fei's affirmative answer, Old Zhang muttered:

"That's strange..."

This fighter jet was extremely fast, capable of reaching 6000 kilometers per hour.

Logically speaking, someone of Wang Fei's Elite Martial Artist level wouldn't be qualified to ride it.

Could it be the young man in the back?

Perhaps the young man was the descendant of some leader.

Old Zhang didn't think much of it and waved everyone aboard:

"If there's no one else, board the plane. The sooner I drop you off, the sooner I can come back for a drink."