Chapter 447 - 355: Incite Defection?
The distance wasn’t far, but Kong Jian was just too fast.
The tiny little monk weaved through the woods, effortlessly dispatching spies who were considered experts in their own countries.
Over ten minutes later, Kong Jian stood in a relatively wide gap between two trees.
He gazed in one direction, looking obedient and adorable.
In less than a minute, a man appeared before Kong Jian.
This man looked no different from a Huaguo person. His skin tone, height, facial features, and so on—he looked very much like a Huaguo person.
"Get out of the way, kid!"
The insolent man’s face was filled with impatience as he glared at Kong Jian.
Kong Jian put his hands together in the Amitabha Buddha gesture and stared at the man, completely motionless, like a puppet that had been scared stiff.
"Get lost, little monk!"
The man was somewhat cautious and wanted to avoid complications.
After all, his mission today was that woman from Flower Country!
Eliminate that woman from Flower Country!
’But this little monk in front of him isn’t moving?’
’He couldn’t waste time here!’
With that thought, he drew a hidden weapon from his waist. It was made by a secretive friend of his.
This friend was obsessed with some nonsense about the Tang Sect. After reading up on them, he started tinkering with this kind of stuff and actually managed to successfully create a few devices.
He’d paid a fortune to buy this so-called ’hidden dart’.
This hidden dart was no ordinary one.
It was unlike any other on the market; this was a high-tech hidden dart.
Basically, it was full of surprises.
He chose to use the hidden dart to take out the little monk because he didn’t want to make a sound.
That was the dart’s greatest feature!
It was completely silent when fired, yet it could kill its target in an instant.
As he aimed the hidden dart at Kong Jian, the man suddenly saw the little monk blink and then utter two words, "Amitabha Buddha."
"Since you refuse to get lost, you can be buried along with that woman! When you die and go to the underworld, don’t hold a grudge against me. That woman is the one who got you killed. If you’re going to haunt someone, haunt her."
"You talk too much." Kong Jian looked at the man with his calm, adorably blank expression and said something that took the man by surprise.
’He thinks *I* talk too much?’
’Unbelievable!’
’How dare he find me annoying!’
’Time to send him on his way, then!’
The instant he pressed the button, the man suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, as if he were being stared down by something dangerous.
But there was no one else around except for this foolish monk.
’Could it be that female doctor?’
He grew flustered and immediately began contacting his team. "Number One, what’s your status?"
"Number Two, what’s your status?"
"Number Three, what’s your status?"
...
"Number Eighteen, what’s your status?"
He was met with total silence.
Not a single one of his contacts replied.
A sense of unease began to creep into his heart. ’What’s going on?’
’Could our operation have been discovered?’
’Impossible!’
’They had been planning this for a long time, and they’d scouted the woods to confirm there were no officials on guard. Only then did they risk making a move.’
’How could it fall apart right at the beginning?’
’It can’t be. This isn’t happening!’
"Are you looking for your companions?" Kong Jian asked.
The man froze.
’How does this monk know I have companions?’
But in the next moment, the words from the monk he’d dismissed as a fool made him wish he could just disappear on the spot.
"Don’t bother looking. They’ve all gone to the underworld to wait for you. Are you ready to join them?"
"Impossible! Impossible! There were so many of them, how could you know?"
Kong Jian remained silent, offering no answer.
But the man clearly refused to believe it, his mind on the verge of collapse.
"You killed them?"
"You’re just one person, how could you have killed them?"
"Impossible! Did you have help?"
"Were we discovered?"
Kong Jian’s silence was his only answer. Then, for some unknown reason, he suddenly asked another question. "You don’t look like one of those Foreigners, do you?"
The man was taken aback.
He was, in fact, not a Foreigner.
Strictly speaking, he was actually one of the Huaguo people.
But he didn’t like Flower Country. He had always believed the moon was rounder in other countries, that life was better abroad. He thought that overseas, you could get money without working, that everyone was free and could do whatever they wanted!
Later, he managed to land just such a job.
All one had to do was post certain opinions online, curse people out, or instigate a few flame wars, and in return, they would receive a hefty salary.
At first, he thought it was fantastic. But after a year, because of his excellent performance...