1236: Chapter 1237 Code Name: Mourning Bell 1236: Chapter 1237 Code Name: Mourning Bell “It’s you!

How could it be you!”

Wu Feng looked at the person before him in shock.

The person did not wear a mask, showing their true face.

This made Wu Feng’s expression even uglier.

“I was looking for Rose, not you!”

Wu Feng shook his head.

Rose was the codename of his superior.

But this time, Rose did not show up, instead it was the “Mourning Bell,” who made many within the Hades Organization tremble at the mere mention.

This was still a codename.

Mourning Bell’s appearance meant death.

Mourning Bell was the one who cleaned up the traitors and the wastes.

“No, I am not a traitor!”

Wu Feng wasn’t stupid; he knew what Mourning Bell’s appearance signified, he didn’t want to die.

He turned around, trying to escape.

But Mourning Bell instantly blocked the door, like a ghost, giving him no chance at all.

“Correct, you’re not a traitor, but you are waste.

The organization does not need waste.”

Mourning Bell showed a contemptuous smile: “Die!”

He suddenly placed his hand on Wu Feng’s head.

Wu Feng shuddered, feeling his consciousness blur.

At the moment of death, he suddenly laughed, his laughter very strange: “Mourning Bell, ha, you will die too, and Pan Family Garden will be destroyed by your hands.”

After speaking, he breathed his last.

Mourning Bell stood there, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Indeed, he was Pan Bao, the third in charge of Pan Family Garden, but that name had not been used for a long time.

Within the organization, everyone called him Mourning Bell.

He was synonymous with death.

But why did Wu Feng’s words before his death suddenly fill him with strong unease, could it be that Pan Family Garden was really about to face a disaster?

Shangguan Family was annihilated, Zhou Group suffered heavy losses, Yanzi Sect Master changed; whether it was among the ten Aristocratic Clans or the eight sects, they all seemed to be encountering troubles.

A mysterious force was gradually eroding them.

He shook his head.

Mourning Bell walked out of the room.

As for Wu Feng’s death, the police could never figure it out; the investigated cause of death would certainly be cardiac paralysis.

Half an hour later, in Capital City’s Xiangshan, although it was already covered in snow.

But this room was brimming with the signs of spring, filled with warmth.

Mourning Bell stood there, looking at King, who was writing furiously with his back towards him.

“King, Wu Feng has been dealt with.

Mourning Bell bowed and replied, “But before his death, he said something very strange, which made me feel a strong unease.”

“Speak.”

King continued to write eagerly, speaking indifferently.

Mourning Bell repeated Wu Feng’s exact words.

King laughed and said, “Is it the Chess Player?

So it seems, the Chess Player is indeed related to the Xiao Family.”

Mourning Bell was stunned for a moment, feeling a wave of fear.

From such a small piece of intelligence, he deduced that the Chess Player was connected with the Xiao Family.

Of course, what he feared even more was, if the one who wanted to destroy Pan Family Garden was that Chess Player, did he really have the capability to withstand?

“Are you scared?”

King laughed, his voice forever so steady, so calm, so unruffled, as if there was nothing in this world that could panic him.

“Afraid!”

Mourning Bell did not lie.

Who wouldn’t be afraid of someone who could match wits with King?

That would definitely be a lie.

“Don’t worry, your big brother is more impressive than you think.

Pan Family Garden is ranked sixth among the eight sects, it’s not so easily brought down.”

King still did not stop his hand movements.

At this time, Qiangong returned, the second-in-command of the Hades Organization, also brought a guest.

This guest, it was Lin Fengsha.

In the past, he revered and even believed that Wang was divine.

“You’re back?”

Wang simply smiled faintly: “I’m back, rest well for a while.

The troubles before, they’re not your fault.

The enemies Yanzi Sect has encountered are probably that Chess Player indeed.”

Lin Fengsha nodded and took out a scroll from his pocket: “Wang, I’ve been fortunate to acquire this scroll.

I would like to offer it to you.”

“Bring it here.”

Wang said indifferently.

“Yes!”

Lin Fengsha nodded and approached Wang with the scroll.

When he was still three meters away, suddenly the scroll was unveiled, revealing a dagger.

Lin Fengsha, like a gust of wind, burst forth, the dagger in his hand aimed at Wang who was busily writing.

Very fast!

Very powerful!

“Heh, is this a desperation reveal of a dagger?

I even receive the First Emperor’s treatment, truly rare indeed.”

Wang chuckled and said, “But don’t you know the ending of Jing Ke?

Trying to assassinate me, your strength is still not enough.”

Lin Fengsha of course did not give up because of Wang’s words, the dagger filled with immense vigor.

“Martial Dao Overlord!”

A sharp gleam appeared in Mourning Bell’s eyes.

It’s rumored Lin Fengsha’s strength was only that of a Great Grandmaster, but today, he realized, Lin Fengsha had ascended to Martial Dao Overlord.

Yet he sneered immediately.

What of it, being a Martial Dao Overlord.

Against Wang, it’s still a road to death.

Boom!

The next instant, Lin Fengsha was sent flying, the dagger also fell to the ground.

He fell, vomiting blood incessantly.

“I’m very disappointed.”

Wang never turned around, as if Lin Fengsha was not even worth a glance: “Your strength has really not improved much, despite my high expectations of you.”

It seemed like he didn’t care about Lin Fengsha’s assassination attempt at all, instead blaming him for his insufficient strength.

“Although I don’t know why you tried to kill me, you must have met that Chess Player, right?

Who exactly is he, what kind of person is he, to make such a loyal supporter as you turn against me?”

Wang was genuinely interested.

“Heh, I prepared for several months, thinking that this time killing you would be foolproof, but I was wrong, really wrong.

You are truly strong.”

Lin Fengsha bitterly smiled.

He had doubts about Wang because of Xiao Chen’s words.

These past months, he had been observing Wang and preparing to assassinate him.

Discarding his blind loyalty, observing from an objective perspective, only then did he find out how sinister and shameless Wang’s intentions were.

He had worshipped him so much before.

Unfortunately, his assassination attempt failed.

What awaited him next was not death, but a life in prison.

“I’ve never met your so-called Chess Player, what I encountered was another person, and with him around, your schemes will eventually crumble.”

Lin Fengsha said coldly: “I’m not afraid to tell you, that person is the War God, King Yama War God!”

“King Yama War God?”

Wang paused for a moment, then laughed: “Heh, heh heh heh, no wonder, no wonder.

I was wondering, a minor Xiao Family, what merit or ability, could make several experts I dispatched meet their grisly end.

So it was the War God’s doing.

Though I prefer not to be his enemy, it seems unavoidable now.”

“Take him away, let him cool off for a while, I believe he’s just being confused momentarily.”

Wang waved his hand, nonchalantly: “Mourning Bell, you go rest as well.”

Only Qiangong remained standing there, silently.

“Qiangong, is the War God that Chess Player?”

Wang suddenly stopped his actions and asked.