Song Ning sniffed softly, her nose aching. She felt along his ankle, gauged the positions, and inserted the needles one by one with perfect precision.
They would reduce the swelling, ease the pain, improve circulation, and clear the bruising.
This one treatment would relieve a good deal of his pain.
Song Ning leaned gently into the corner. Her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and Gu Zheng's steady breathing sounded beside her.
She silently kept track of the time, not daring to let her guard slip for even a moment.
Gu Zheng had entrusted his back to her. She had to keep them both safe.
Yet a series of events involving the organization "K" kept flickering through her mind...
The dam at Xiaolu Mountain in Henan Province, blown up by the troops...
"A Pu," who had died at sea...
And the man who had killed himself... A Pu's father, who had ordered the demolition at Xiaolu Mountain!
Looking at it now, the Qian Family's eldest young master and Hu Yuankun, who had been arrested in Harbor City, were merely middling pawns within the organization.
They had simply used one another's influence for mutual gain.
They could not have been part of the organization's leadership.
Much less the "Master" they spoke of.
Compared with the Qian Family's eldest young master, "Night Owl" seemed far more likely to be the organization's "Second Master."
"Buddha Lord" was unquestionably its chief.
The best evidence was this-
In every Underground Base, any weight-activated mechanism had been calibrated to his weight.
First, that made it convenient for him to come and go.
Second, it was an unequivocal acknowledgment of his standing in the organization.
Traces of foreign mercenaries and specialists had been discovered in the Underground Base in Capital City, along with the Ghost emblem that