The culprit

As the saying went, fathers and sons fought side by side. Pei Zheng did not hesitate, and the two attacked Jiang Nan from the front and rear. Pei Hu unleashed his signature Winter Snowfall Palm head-on, while Pei Zheng aimed a Fierce Tiger Fist, learned from his father, at the back of Jiang Nan's head in a sneak attack.

Jiang Nan no longer defended himself. He simply unleashed his full aura and let their attacks land on his body. Even he had not expected the gap between them to be this enormous.

Palms drifted down like snowflakes, and fists hammered like meteorites, producing a series of thuds that sent fear through everyone listening.

"Your ten moves are up!" Jiang Nan's icy voice rang out. "Now it's my turn!"

Horrified, Pei Hu immediately took a defensive stance. Before he could react, a voice came from behind him.

"Too slow!"

Showing off like the protagonist of a wish-fulfillment novel, Jiang Nan appeared behind Pei Hu like a phantom. He snapped out two swift kicks at Pei Hu's calves, breaking his lower legs like brittle branches.

Jiang Nan raised his hand again and gathered energy at his fingertip. With a sudden burst of power, a shock wave blazing with white light shot from his finger and punched through Pei Zheng's lower leg.

Pei Hu was shocked. Jiang Nan's technique was beyond anything he understood. If they kept resisting and angered him, the situation might become even harder to salvage.

"Spare us, my dear brother!"

Ignoring the agonizing pain in his legs, Pei Hu conceded defeat, stopping Jiang Nan just as he was about to cripple Pei Zheng's other leg.

Blood poured from both of Pei Hu's legs, and his Battle Power had plummeted to 47. Kneeling wretchedly on the ground, he said, "This happened because I failed to keep my subordinates in line. Rest assured, my dear brother Jiang Nan. I swear a solemn oath today that the Black Tiger Hall will never again engage in such vile, wicked deeds. Please show mercy and leave my son one good leg!"

Jiang Nan considered it briefly. He would be leaving White Cloud City soon. If he wiped out the father and son, there was no guarantee the Black Tiger Hall would not later retaliate against Li Xiaomei, who had brought this matter to his attention.

Besides, Jiang Nan had no intention of killing people lightly. As an ordinary person raised in a civilized society governed by law, he would not readily resort to such extreme violence to solve problems.

But the "guest" who had personally tortured Lin Jiajia to death had to pay with his life!

So Jiang Nan stopped. Looking at Pei Hu kneeling on the ground, he said, "Stop trying to get friendly with me by calling me your dear brother. I can't afford friends like you. That child died horribly, and someone has to pay for her life. Tell me, who was the guest who personally killed Lin Jiajia?"

Pei Zheng endured the excruciating pain without a word. Pei Hu urged him, "Zheng, tell him!"

"It... it was Mr. Steven, the chief of the city police department," Sister Lan said, trembling.

The answer made Jiang Nan laugh in fury. The culprit behind this atrocity was none other than the very man responsible for fighting crime.

"To the city police department!"

Once again, Tang Fei drove while Jiang Nan stood on the roof holding the coffin aloft. This time, Sister Lan accompanied them.

On the way to the Earth Federation Police Department in White Cloud City, Sister Lan seethed with hatred for Hu Mei and that man called Lin the Third. They had already taken the money, yet they had failed to clean up the aftermath, bringing this demonic menace down on the Nine Heavens Club.

If she, Xinlan, survived today, she would make them pay, no matter what!

The city police department building was grand and imposing. Two Federal Police officers stood guard at the entrance, holding rifles as they watched the passing pedestrians. Thinking of their prestigious profession, they unconsciously puffed out their chests.

An old gasoline-powered car caught one of the Federal Police officers' attention. A young man stood on its roof, holding some inexplicable object aloft.

The officer took a closer look. It was a coffin!

While he was still staring in surprise, the car drove straight toward them and stopped beside the entrance to the police department building.

Jiang Nan jumped down and walked calmly toward the entrance, carrying the coffin. Sister Lan and Tang Fei steeled themselves and followed him.

"Stop! Who are you?!" one of the Federal Police officers on guard shouted.

Jiang Nan glanced at them. "This has nothing to do with you. I'm here to see your Chief Steven. Step aside if you don't want to die."

Seeing Jiang Nan continue forward without slowing, one of the Federal Police officers pulled the trigger without another word.

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat!

Flames spat from the muzzle, and bullets hurtled toward Jiang Nan. His free hand swept rapidly before him, catching every bullet.

Clatter!

Jiang Nan opened his fingers, letting all the bullets fall to the ground with a crisp metallic rattle.

The two Federal Police officers were scared senseless. Neither dared fire recklessly again, and they could only watch as Jiang Nan walked into the building.

Hearing the gunfire, the Federal Police officers inside rushed out to provide support. Dozens of dark gun barrels pointed at Jiang Nan and his companions.

Jiang Nan's expression did not change despite all the guns trained on him. Behind him, however, Tang Fei broke into a cold sweat, terrified that an accidental discharge would end his life right there.

Xinlan was much calmer than Tang Fei. She knew Jiang Nan still needed her to identify Steven and would surely keep her alive. Her only worry was what he would do with her once she had identified him.

"Put down your weapons immediately and surrender!" shouted a Federal Police officer who looked like a commander.

Tang Fei raised both hands and waved them, showing that he had no weapons at all in an attempt to keep them from shooting.

Jiang Nan gently set the coffin on the ground. Looking at the commander, he said, "Put your guns away. They won't work on me. I came here today to seek justice for someone else. Tell that beast Steven to get his ass out here!"

"You brazen thug! How dare you insult our chief!" the commander barked.

Smack!

Jiang Nan swung his hand through the air, sending a blast of force slapping into the commander's face and knocking him to the ground.

The commander straightened his hat and screamed hysterically, "Shoot! Shoot him!"

Before the Federal Police officers could pull their triggers, Jiang Nan vanished in a blur. By the time they gathered their wits, he was back in his original spot, only now he held dozens of automatic rifles.

Jiang Nan bunched the dozens of rifles together and squeezed with both hands, crushing them into a metal ball.

Silence fell over the scene. No one dared make a rash move. All the Federal Police officers present were ordinary people. Where would they find the courage to resist a monster like this?

The commander called over a subordinate and ordered him to notify Chief Steven.

Before long, Steven hurried to the scene with several police department officials.

Steven was not a White Cloud City native, but a leader appointed directly by Federal Headquarters. He looked to be in his forties, tall and powerfully built, with white skin tanned bronze. His resolute face exuded authority, and his eyes shone with determination to fight criminals.

What a fine, upstanding-looking Federal Police Chief!