213: Chapter 210 Go straight in

"Sent by Master Wen? Can he handle the FBI?"

Hearing his subordinate's report, Guo Ziming, who had just changed into a bathrobe, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Is that really what he said?"

"Yes! That is exactly what the man said." The bodyguard nodded repeatedly.

"What does he look like?"

"He seems like an educated man, a bit like a business elite. Very young, around twenty-five or twenty-six, wearing a suit and glasses. Oh, right, he also has a scepter."

The bodyguard recalled carefully, describing him in as much detail as possible.

"Strange. It's not Old Seven, and it's not Old Three. When did someone like this appear by Master Wen's side? Did he say what his name was?"

"No... he didn't." The bodyguard felt a bit awkward; he had forgotten to ask, and inevitably felt a little ashamed.

"Forget it. Just take him to the living room to wait for me."

Guo Ziming waved his hand and instructed.

"Master Guo, this person is a bit suspicious, perhaps we should..."

"Sigh, Ah Hai, caution is a good thing, but isn't that what you're here for? With you here, who could possibly harm me?"

As he spoke, Guo Ziming laughed and patted Wang Hai on the shoulder.

This was both to stop Wang Hai from obstructing his decision and to remind the other party that he valued him highly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Hai indeed had no further doubts and nodded, albeit with a look of hesitation. However, his expression grew even more solemn; clearly, he was someone who took his work very seriously.

— —

The bodyguard returned and beckoned. Seeing this, Li Changsheng followed calmly.

As they walked, Li Changsheng realized that what he had seen on the blueprints fell far short of reality; the actual area was quite large.

However, it was still small compared to Master Wen's estate.

After walking for a few minutes, they soon arrived at the entrance of the villa. Just as he was about to follow the bodyguard inside, two bodyguards at the door stretched out their hands to block his path.

"Routine inspection!"

The two burly men wearing sunglasses said in deep voices.

Li Changsheng nodded and allowed the group to search him, even letting them examine the scepter carefully.

Fortunately, the switch crafted by Chang Wei was hidden; one could not figure it out without having encountered such a thing before.

The two men patted Li Changsheng down, scanned him with an instrument, and then nodded.

"You can go in now, but is it okay if we keep this thing?"

One of the bodyguards had a hideous scar on his face, and as he spoke, he grinned at Li Changsheng.

He seemed to want to scare the refined, high-class person in front of him, but unfortunately, the other party just nodded calmly.

"Fine, I'll leave it for you to keep safe, just remember not to break it."

Hearing the young man's ambiguous words, they looked up to see that he had already gone inside.

Seeing this, the two bodyguards at the door exchanged a glance, sneered, and shook their heads.

They had seen plenty of "high-class" types; it was nothing more than posturing. Once they encountered a life-threatening situation, they would cry even harder than ordinary people.

Clang, clang, clang!

One of them chuckled and casually tapped the scepter against the wall, seemingly expressing his disdain and mockery.

"Why do you think this young guy carries a scepter around all day?"

"To show off. Many rich people like to have things to decorate themselves, to make themselves look all sophisticated, but they're worth nothing!"

"I don't think so. Maybe it's that thing for pleasing rich women."

"Haha! A gigolo, right? With such a wild imagination, why not say this thing is a gun? Maybe this guy is actually an assassin!"

"Hahahaha!"

Li Changsheng did not hear the two men's quiet conversation outside.

By this time, he had already been led into a Western-style living room.

"Wait here, Master Guo will be here in a moment."

The bodyguard retreated as he spoke, but Li Changsheng noticed out of the corner of his eye that there didn't seem to be any security cameras here.

But thinking about it carefully, he understood; someone like Guo Ziming, who had done so many bad deeds, would be leaving evidence if he installed cameras in his own home.

It was said that a certain big shot had installed cameras in his home and office for security reasons.

As a result, he was blackmailed by his henchman later, paid millions, and thought the matter was over.

In the end, the henchman was afraid that he might live to take the money but not to spend it, so he turned around and reported his boss.

"Good! Good, it's good that there are no cameras." Li Changsheng nodded with satisfaction.

— —

The living room was large and had an electronically controlled fireplace.

He touched the sofa, not knowing what kind of leather it was made of, and Li Changsheng simply sat down lazily, noticing a box of cigars on the table.

He sniffed them, and feeling that there was nothing untoward mixed in, he didn't hold back. He simply trimmed one himself and lit it with a lighter carved from some kind of animal tooth found on the table.

He took a deep puff and exhaled slowly, his posture as if he were the master of the house.

After a while, Li Changsheng had almost finished the cigar.

Just then, footsteps came from the corner of the living room, and a portly old man, also leaning on a cane, appeared in Li Changsheng's field of vision, followed by three people.

Li Changsheng first scanned the old man for a moment; he looked to be about seventy or eighty, though his actual age might be younger.

With just one glance, Li Changsheng felt that this old man would be lying in a graveyard within ten years.

He was a typical man hollowed out by wine and lust; his legs were slightly swollen and trembling, and his hair was all oily and shiny, even though it looked as if he had just showered.

There was a very obvious dark brown stain between his fingers; he was a heavy smoker. At the same time, his eyes had distinct bloodshot veins and signs of severe yellowing. When he smiled, blood could faintly be seen on his gums.

Putting all these manifestations together, the result was obvious. After studying the human body so deeply, Li Changsheng felt he could be a detective.

Moreover, the blood vessels in his brain were visibly congested; it seemed he had engaged in sexual activity ten minutes ago.

In this condition, even with moderation, it was too late.

His gaze swept toward the people behind the old man. As for the two people further back, Li Changsheng only glanced at them briefly; the focus was on the second person.

This person was only about 1.65 meters tall, but he had a stocky build and looked slightly obese. However, when he walked, the flesh under his clothes did not feel flabby in the slightest.

This was a typical Physique of thick bones and muscle wrapped in fat. In ancient times, this kind of person would have been a perfect general, only a bit short.

"This person must be Wang Hai."

Li Changsheng had a calculation in his mind.

"This Physique fits the characteristics of practicing External Martial Arts very well. His eyes are bright and spirited, and his Killing Intent is quite strong. There are no obvious calluses on his palms; has he not practiced martial arts for a long time, or has he already reached the level of Dark Power?"

After thinking for a moment, Li Changsheng felt it was likely the latter.

"A Dark Power expert? Rare indeed!"

You see, in Internal Martial Arts, from Visible Power to Dark Power, once one reaches the level of Dark Power, there are basically no calluses left on the hands.

Whereas for External Martial Arts, a thin layer of calluses remains, though it is clearly not as much as at the Visible Power level. This Wang Hai right now was displaying exactly that.

The reason for this is that Dark Power has already passed the Visible Power level, which requires practice through grinding force; the force has achieved Major Achievement in a certain Domain.

Of course, if one practices Hard Qigong after Dark Power, that is another matter.

Likewise, Li Changsheng also noticed that this Wang Hai was staring at him, his gaze full of scrutiny, as if he wanted to see right through this person.

"Haha, little brother, how has Master Wen been lately?" At this moment, Master Guo greeted him with a smile.