Secret Buyer-Chapter 158 - 132: The Taste of Power

His expression turned solemn:

"Twenty years old, a Martial Arts Master, True Divine Realm, and gaining the favor of the lordly patrons. His future is truly limitless..."

The elderly man sighed softly, somewhat distracted.

......

Afternoon.

Three enforcement teams, totaling over four hundred people, surrounded the training ground’s edge, silently watching the frail-looking youth.

The youth sat upright, with a large wooden table in front of him, filled with plate after plate of meat.

Beef, pork, lamb...

Hundreds of pounds!

He was indulging in the feast.

"Holy shit..."

One team member swallowed hard:

"Isn’t this new Assistant a bit too much of an eater..."

His eyes were a bit dazed, just watching as plate after plate of meat was consumed, while the belly of the frail youth only slightly protruded.

What the hell??

Beside him, another team member whispered:

"It’s not a big deal if he eats a lot; it might just be some special physique. What I’m curious about is how his strength measures up. Why do I feel like he’s here just to gild himself a bit?"

Many people were whispering among themselves.

No other way around it; this Vice Director Zhang looked too young, and the records showed he was only 25.

No matter how formidable such a person is, just how formidable could he be?

Amidst the low hum of chatter.

Zhang Fusheng chewed and swallowed the last piece of beef.

Six hundred pounds.

A full six hundred pounds.

Although the strength within his body increased by six hundred pounds as well, but...

Couldn’t eat any more, really couldn’t eat any more!!

He burped, releasing some power, and the grease on his hands instantly shook off.

He stood up.

Lin Changle rushed forward, personally wiping Vice Director Zhang’s mouth.

Vice Director Zhang glanced around, speaking calmly:

"I heard everything you guys just said."

The total of four hundred eighty people across the three teams remained silent, their eyes shifting over the frail-looking youth.

Zhang Fusheng ignored the skeptical gazes, speaking calmly:

"If nothing unexpected happens, I won’t be in this Assistant Commissioner position for long, nor will I be working with you all for long."

The clear voice echoed in the vast training ground.

Pausing briefly, he continued:

"So, I don’t need to engage emotionally or build relations with you. Since everyone here could join the enforcement team, you are naturally the elite among elites, and I know you all have your own pride."

In enforcement team members, if it’s a subordinate city, generally the Martial Artist is at either the First Refinement or Second Refinement.

But here is Chongyang City.

It’s one of the seven major superior cities of the Golden Province.

As a team specifically targeting Martial Artists, every one of these members is at least of the Third Refinement level,

and the three captains are even Martial Artists of the Eleventh Refinement.

Zhang Fusheng stretched, yawning:

"But I don’t care how you view me, or what you think of me."

"Whether gilding or just passing time."

"In the upcoming short period, I need you to put aside all distractions, prioritize my will, and absolutely obey orders, absolutely follow instructions."

No one responded; they quietly watched him.

Zhang Fusheng raised his eyebrows, stepping forward one step at a time, the sound of his footsteps echoing heavily.

He stood in front of a leading team captain, asking:

"Why aren’t you speaking?"

The latter raised an eyebrow:

"Yes, sir."

The sound was soft and feeble - a form of silent resistance.

I listen to your words, and act as you say.

But will I exert effort? What will the result be?

That’s none of your business.

Zhang Fusheng paused for a moment,

extended his hand, and placed it on the team captain’s face, addressing the people around:

"Everyone move back a little."

The crowd exchanged glances, slowly stepping back a few steps.

"Move further back."

"Keep retreating."

"Yes, yes, just like that..."

Until the closest enforcement team members were already over ten meters away, Zhang Fusheng lightly patted the team captain’s cheek, brought his ear close:

"Your voice was a bit quiet earlier."

"I couldn’t quite hear it clearly."

The near-humiliating gesture caused the crowd to stir, many throwing straightly disdainful glances.

The team captain’s mouth twitched, staring coldly at the young man:

"Yes! Sir..."

The shout wasn’t finished.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?"

Zhang Fusheng pressed down on his face, suddenly thrusting downward!!

The team captain was slammed hard into the ground, the alloy floor instantly torn apart, accompanied by a tremendous blast, waves of force rolling and bursting forth!!

The entire training ground trembled,

and the enforcement team members over ten meters away were all overturned by the shockwave, causing a chaotic scene.

As the fragmented metallic debris settled down, and the fallen enforcement team members scrambled to their feet awkwardly,

they saw Vice Director Zhang standing upright, as for the captain...

was embedded in a pit over a meter wide and half a meter deep!!

This, this was special alloy!!!

"Cough... cough cough..."

Under a series of horrified gazes, the captain with half a shattered face struggled to rise, coughed blood, and lowered his head.

"Th-thank you, Sir, for showing mercy."

Even special alloy was broken like this.

If Vice Director Zhang hadn’t dispersed the power just now...

The crowd saw the still-standing Vice Director Zhang snort through his nose, turning back to the center of the vast training ground.

Zhang Fusheng glanced at these team members with mixed reactions and knew that among them were people arranged by He Gaozhuo,

and that one show of dominance wouldn’t make them behave properly.

But it didn’t matter.

As Zhang Fusheng said before, he wouldn’t be staying in the Assistant Commissioner position for long and didn’t need to build a relationship with these subordinates.

He just needed them to listen.

"Tidying up, later the second and third teams will remain for training, the first team will follow me for reception and security work."

Zhang Fusheng scanned the circle, suddenly asking:

"Are there still any disobedient people?"

No one answered, and all team members who met his gaze involuntarily lowered their heads.

"Very good."

Zhang Fusheng smiled, took the towel handed by his little assistant, wiped his hands, and casually threw the towel on the ground.

"First team, gear up neatly, follow me in three minutes."

"Yes!"

This time, the response was noticeably more vigorous.

A few minutes later.

One armed hovercar after another rose from the Public Security Headquarters, with Zhang Fusheng seated in the lead hovercar, looking at the scenery of a city far more bustling than Jiangzhou outside the window.

In Chongyang City, hovercars were almost packed densely, and there were several aerial tracks intertwining among the steel jungle, with bionic robots and ordinary people with prosthetics everywhere...

Add to that the enormous holographic projections and neon lights that never cease day or night.

Compared to Jiangzhou, this place more resembles a ’Future City’, faintly showing traces of an interstellar era.

Twelve armed hovercars gradually landed on the outskirts.

As he got off the car, the 160 enforcement team members quickly dispersed, taking positions. Zhang Fusheng stood on the open ground, quietly watching the sky.

Took a sip of the cola handed over by Lin Changle.

In the sky, thick clouds rolled away as a gigantic aerospace ship slowly descended.

"Such a grandiose setup huh..."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself; moving around in an aerospace ship?

The status of this Source Point Research Institute might be higher than he imagined.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t much information about the Source Point Research Institute found on the Divine Net.

However, that’s good too, this way the High Heaven Association could grow faster...

Amidst the swirling thoughts, the hatch of the aerospace ship slowly opened, and a dozen or so men and women in white clothes, led by an elderly woman, came down together.

"Huh?"

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow.

Did he just see that unlucky kid Zhang Xiaoxi??