155: Mysterious organization

“That’s it?”

“Yes! What else?”

“I thought there was going to be a fierce battle.”

“No need, just a scare. What, Xiao Pan, do you not find it exciting enough?” Uncle Cheng asked with interest.

It was as if he was determined to draw out the killing intent in Pan Han’s heart.

“Not really. This solution is also good, very stable.” Although Pan Han didn’t like Wang Cheng, he hadn’t reached the point of wantonly killing innocent people in his own world.

“Then I’ll have someone send you back.” Uncle Cheng waved his hand, and the black-clad bodyguard beside him immediately stepped forward.

“No need, I’ll drive back myself.” Pan Han reached for the keys.

He didn’t really want bodyguards following him, and of course, more than that, he wanted to drive the Bentley himself.

After all, for this kind of car, if you’re born with it, you have it; if you’re not, it’s hard to get one in a lifetime.

“No problem, Xiao Pan, if you like cars, I’ll arrange a few for you later, so you can switch them up.” Uncle Cheng generously handed over the keys.

“Then thank you, Uncle Cheng. I’m leaving.” Pan Han took the keys, waved to the two of them, and prepared to go straight back to the shared apartment.

Along the way, Pan Han calculated the time.

He had been away from his hometown for two days. He needed to go back and check the warehouse, and if it was sorted, he would directly transport the supplies to the apocalypse.

From the capital to his hometown was not far, about 300 kilometers, so he could go and return on the same day.

“It’s still more convenient to centralize all industries. Otherwise, running back and forth will exhaust me.” Pan Han sighed, and then began to ponder the matter of being a warlord in Somalia.

“The Evolution Potion matter is settled, I should go back to the apocalypse and prepare for training. In more than twenty days, I have to participate in the Hundred Billion Zombie Trial. I don’t know what dangers I’ll face. I need to prepare as much as possible.” Thinking of the warlords, Pan Han felt that he still needed to get the intermediate Evolution Potion first.

By then, with the mecha and the invisibility cloak, he could basically ensure his own survival.

“I also need to form a team to go; I alone can’t fight against many.”

Pan Han thought while driving, gesticulating from time to time.

An hour later, he returned to the shared apartment.

Yan Xiaoli wasn’t there tonight; Wang Doudou had invited her to meet people from the entertainment industry, and she didn’t know when she would be back.

Alone, Pan Han turned on the hot water and took a thorough hot shower.

Then he lay on the bed and played ranked games.

Sure enough, after coming back, his luck was much better.

He won eight games in a row, and was MVP every time.

Pan Han had no temper at all; if the system wanted you to win, no one could stop it!

If the system wanted you to lose, you’d always get 460 ping and be matched with trash teammates every time!

Thinking of this, Pan Han smiled helplessly again; he himself had only taken off after being bound by the system.

“Forget it, quit while you’re ahead. If I keep playing, I’ll be targeted.” Pan Han exited the game and sent a voice message to his uncle, asking him if the seaside warehouse was ready.

A few minutes later, his uncle replied that it was done, production would be for one day tomorrow, and he could transport it to the warehouse the day after.

Pan Han set an alarm to remind him to go back to his hometown’s seaside the day after tomorrow.

…

At this moment, Uncle Cheng, having just finished reporting to Old Master Wang, was soaking in the bath. Only now did he sober up.

“This little bastard, he’s really something!” Uncle Cheng stared at the ceiling, muttering to himself.

Who else could he be talking about if not Pan Han?

Uncle Cheng slowly closed his eyes again, reviewing Pan Han’s characteristics in his mind.

Excellent physique, can hold his liquor, muscular, has killing intent, and a large amount of gold with an unknown origin.

The most important point: his background was terrifyingly clean!

With these characteristics linked together, Uncle Cheng frowned tightly: “Could he be someone from the organization? After taking a job, he infiltrated the Wang family, waiting for an opportunity to eliminate us?”

As soon as he thought of the organization, Uncle Cheng’s brows furrowed even tighter.

“It’s been five years since I left, and I haven’t violated any taboos these past few years. It shouldn’t be,” Uncle Cheng raised his arm, looked at the scar on his wrist, and muttered to himself.

“Something’s not right, the more I think about it, the more something’s not right. It seems I need to find someone to ask.” Uncle Cheng suddenly stood up from the bathtub, haphazardly grabbed a bath towel to wrap around himself, and rushed out of the bathroom.

“Hello, Old Master Wang?” After thinking for a long time, he still decided to communicate with Old Master Wang.

“Hmm, what is it, Ah Cheng?” Old Master Wang had also basically sobered up and was drinking tea.

“I want to discuss something.”

“Speak.” Old Master Wang heard that Uncle Cheng’s tone was off. He had been with him for decades, and he could make many decisions on his own. If he said he wanted to discuss something, it must be a huge matter.

“I suspect he was sent by the organization,” Uncle Cheng said firmly.

The fewer the words, the bigger the matter!

Old Master Wang trembled when he heard the word ‘organization’. But he quickly calmed down.

“What do you want to do?”

“Have someone investigate.”

“Is it worth it? You finally managed to get out.”

“I have a bad feeling. I always feel that this kid is a bit strange, and there must be something going on with him. I’m afraid he’s someone from the organization, sent to deal with us after taking on a job.”

After hearing this, Old Master Wang did not speak for more than ten seconds, instead thinking about whether he had offended anyone in recent years.

“I’ve thought it over, and I don’t think so. We’ve been quite low-key these past few years,” Old Master Wang finally stated his judgment.

“I haven’t had this feeling in many years. If I don’t investigate, I probably won’t be able to sleep or eat in peace.” Uncle Cheng still insisted on his view.

Old Master Wang sighed lightly; he absolutely trusted Uncle Cheng’s judgment.

The two had struggled together for decades, having long surpassed the relationship of employee and boss, and could be said to be close comrades.

“Do you still have enough gold coins?” After a long time, Old Master Wang finally asked.

“Three left.”

“Those are for saving your life.”

“It’s no big deal. I’ve lived this long, and I’ve enjoyed everything I should. But this kid is too uncanny; I can’t sleep if I don’t investigate.” Uncle Cheng’s teeth itched whenever he thought of Pan Han now.

“Then investigate.” Old Master Wang agreed upon hearing this.

If Pan Han wasn’t from the organization, that would be for the best; even wasting one gold coin would be worth it.

“I’ll go right away.” Uncle Cheng looked at his watch; it was past 10 PM, the perfect time.

“Good, I’ll wait for your news.” With that, Old Master Wang hung up the phone.

He had now sobered up from the excitement of the day.

With such a large project, if it were an enemy setting a trap, the family could be ruined if they weren’t careful.

Being cautious wouldn’t hurt, and Uncle Cheng’s instincts were always accurate. Since he reacted so strongly this time, even if Pan Han wasn’t from the organization, he would have to be monitored long-term.

“We also need to attack from multiple angles; Wang Doudou must also be put to use.” Old Master Wang’s eyes flashed; he planned to have his daughter get closer to Pan Han, striving to firmly control him.

After Uncle Cheng hung up the phone, he tidied himself up, putting on a black suit and black leather shoes, completely transformed.

He also took out a small, exquisite box from the safe.

The small box had a password lock and a fingerprint lock.

After a series of operations, the small box finally opened.

Inside lay three gold coins, gleaming brilliantly under the cabinet spotlights.

Uncle Cheng slowly caressed the gold coins, took a few deep breaths, his gaze sharpened, his jaw clenched, and he took one out and put it into his inner pocket.

Depart!

In the basement of Wangchao Hotel, a black Mercedes drove out, heading straight for a three-story building in the city center.