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Chapter 202 Tang Zichen, and the Encirclement

Chapter 202 Tang Zichen, and the Encirclement

In early March, the chill of early spring had not yet dissipated, and the wind still carried a slight coolness.

Wang Chao was sitting in meditation in the villa left by Tang Zichen. His aura was calm and his mind was as peaceful as an ancient well, as if he were one with the whole world.

But suddenly, a very faint ripple appeared in that silence.

Wang Chao opened his eyes and felt a strange sense of unease rising within him.

This gave him the idea of ​​"going out for a walk".

The thought came out of nowhere, yet it was exceptionally strong.

Wang Chao got up and walked out of the villa without saying goodbye to Huo Ling'er and Han Xiaoqing, and walked out of Tianxinghu Community step by step.

He wandered aimlessly, seemingly unaware of where he was going, just drifting around.

As he walked, his mind suddenly became unusually calm, and all his energy and spirit were restrained and contracted.

Just then, he felt as if someone very familiar and someone he had been waiting for was waiting for him in the distance.

For martial artists who have entered the Dao of Alchemy, their minds are highly sensitive, their spirits are sharp and agile, and their sixth sense seems to transcend time and space.

He walked on foot, completely closing his eyes and ears, weaving through the crowds and along the roads, relying entirely on his senses to move forward.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but Wang Chao felt the air gradually becoming moist and the moisture thickening on his skin. So he opened his ears and heard the sound of flowing water in the distance.

When he opened his eyes, the scene before him made him slightly surprised.

It turned out to be the riverside park where he first met Tang Zichen.

Driven by some inexplicable force, he traversed half a province, covering a distance of one or two hundred kilometers.

Wang Chao stood still, his gaze unconsciously sweeping towards the riverbank.

Far away from him, on the riverbank of the park, a person dressed in purple stood with his back to him, gazing at the river.

When Wang Chao saw this figure, his heart suddenly began to pound violently, unable to contain itself.

The next moment, in the blink of an eye, the rock beneath his feet sank in like soft mud, and with a sway of his body, without even making a sound, he appeared a hundred meters away, beside Tang Zichen.

Wang Chao's speed was so fast that it even surpassed the speed of sound.

Despite this, Tang Zichen had already sensed it and turned around. Her appearance was as before, unchanged.

"Little brother, you've grown up."

Her beautiful, calm eyes held a tenderness that one might feel when looking at their younger brother.

"He's grown to the point where even his older sister can't understand him."

Wang Chao approached the person who haunted his dreams, his nose filled with the familiar scent.

"Sister, you haven't changed at all, you're still the same as before." Wang Chao looked into Tang Zichen's eyes, his heart filled with a feeling of happiness.

But this happiness didn't last long before it was interrupted by a strange aura.

"Sister, they're here." Wang Chao turned his head and glanced into the depths of the park.

In a short while, thirty-four people had silently gathered in the park, which spanned several hundred meters, and were fully armed, watching him and Tang Zichen.

Although they were not carrying guns and did not exude any murderous intent, they were even holding their breath, making it difficult for ordinary people to notice them even if they passed by.

But for Wang Chao, with his strong mind, even without releasing any spiritual power to sense, he could sense everyone just by listening to the subtle sounds, as if he could read the lines on his palm.

The sound of thirty-four heartbeats was as clear as thunder to his ears, and even the sound of blood flowing in their muscles was as loud as waves.

Wang Chao could sense that among the thirty-four people in the park, besides Cao Yi whom he knew, there was also a middle-aged man. All thirty-two of them had upright postures like pine trees, strong muscles and bones, and each of them had the physical strength of Ming Jin. With a single swing of their arm, they could exert the force of a thousand catties.

To Wang Chao's knowledge, only the three elite special forces units possessed such capabilities.

"This is Fang, one of the three major special forces units—"

Although these people were not carrying guns, Wang Chao could sense that they were holding crossbows, the arrows gleaming coldly. These were military crossbows, and their penetrating power within tens of meters was even greater than that of a pistol.

He was fully armed, with bulletproof vests covering his civilian clothes.

Wang Chao knew perfectly well that this commotion wasn't directed at him.

The organization's regard for her as the older sister far exceeded what others could imagine.

"Sister Chen, they really value you."

Tang Zichen nodded as well:

"These are probably the most elite special forces in the country. If a dozen or so of these soldiers were to come and ambush us with heavy firepower, even I would have to avoid them."

This is the tragedy that modern powerful firepower brings to warriors.

The prowess of these "fanged" special forces soldiers is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. They can shoot down flies with a pistol in a dimly lit room without wasting a single bullet.

In a torrential downpour where you can't see a person within three to five steps, you can accurately snipe a target from a kilometer away.

Each of these people is even more formidable than 007 in the movies.

The fact that such excellent equipment and such a large-scale operation were used solely for Tang Zichen shows how much importance they placed on her.

"Hey! They are your colleagues after all, let's talk first." Tang Zichen stood up.

"Sister, aren't you afraid?"

Wang Chao smiled.

"The way of utmost sincerity is to unite with the truth, to see without hearing and to perceive danger and avoid it." Tang Zichen smiled, "Little brother, since I dared to come, it means there is no danger."

Upon hearing their conversation, a figure emerged from the park.

It was Cao Yi.

"Cao Yi, what brings you here?"

Wang Chao raised his head and asked a question.

"This isn't the place to talk. Let's talk after we get in the car."

This is a park, and Cao Yi didn't want to say much here. He waved, and an inconspicuous bus immediately drove up from a short distance away. He then boarded the bus first.

Tang Zichen and Wang Chao boarded the bus, followed by the two elite soldiers. The bus doors closed and the bus started moving immediately.

"Miss Tang is indeed highly skilled and daring," Cao Yi exclaimed. "You spent two years in H City training Wang Chao, and I didn't even realize there was such a capable person like you hiding in the background. This is our leader, Wu Wenhui."

The interior space of the bus was very large, much larger than that of a regular bus. The middle seats had been removed, leaving the space quite empty. All four windows were covered by thick curtains, preventing any light from penetrating.

Although the outside light was blocked, the interior of the car was very bright because many lights on the ceiling were on.

At the far end of the vehicle, a middle-aged man sat casually, surrounded by several equally well-trained soldiers. They all sat upright, their eyes fixed straight ahead, yet there was no sign of guns on their bodies.

This person was Wu Wenhui, the leader of Wang Chao's organization.