Chapter 94 The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

“Uncle Du.” Su Wantang didn’t turn her head, her voice clear and crisp.

“Miss, I’m here.” Du Kangnian stood respectfully behind her, with Zheng Kai beside him, his face tense.

"Release the news." Bai Shu took a sip of wine, his voice carrying an unquestionable command.

"Just tell them I'm going to Warehouse No. 7 in the western suburbs tonight to inspect a new shipment from the Ocean Shipping Company."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Kai's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively blurted out, "Boss Bai, that place is too remote! Especially at this critical juncture..."

Warehouse No. 7 was a bait they deliberately left for Huo San Niang's group.

With the weakest security and the most remote location, it was practically a natural crime scene.

Going there now would be like sticking your neck into someone's knife.

Su Wantang slowly turned around, her beautiful peach blossom eyes glancing at him indifferently. She didn't say anything, but the sarcasm in her eyes said it all.

Zheng Kai immediately shut his mouth, a cold sweat breaking out on his back. He understood; this wasn't recklessness, but a deliberately created opening, a flaw so huge that the enemy couldn't refuse it.

Du Kangnian appeared much more composed. He bowed slightly and said, "Yes, Miss. I will make arrangements immediately and ensure that the message reaches the right people within half an hour."

...

In a secluded private room of a teahouse in Shanghai.

Even the aroma of precious Longjing tea could not dispel the chill and murderous intent in the air.

Huo Sanniang was almost beaming with joy. She slammed her teacup down on the table with a loud thud, her phoenix eyes filled with uncontrollable elation and greed.

"Great! This is truly heaven's help!"

She just received two messages.

First, that plague god Lu Jingyan has already taken a private jet back to Beijing!

Second, that little bitch Bai Shu is going to go to that godforsaken warehouse on the outskirts of the city by herself tonight to check the goods!

It's like they've packed their heads up and delivered them right to her!

“'Ghost'!” Huo San Niang looked at the man sitting in the shadows opposite her, her voice trembling.

"The opportunity has arrived! Tonight, right there in that warehouse, clean it up completely! Remember, make it an accident! A huge fire, burn it all down to nothing!"

The man known as "The Ghost" let out a hoarse, unpleasant laugh from the shadows.

"Don't worry, Third Sister Huo. I never leave anything unresolved when I do things."

He slowly poured himself a cup of tea.

"She's just a woman. After tonight, Bai Shu will no longer exist in Shanghai."

...

At the same time, in another inconspicuous residential building in Shanghai.

Under the dim light, Lu Jingyan's face was ashen as he slowly and methodically wiped a disassembled Type 54 pistol with a white cloth.

A muscular man with a scar on his face strode in.

"Boss, the news is confirmed." Li Hu's voice was very low.

"Boss Bai has spread the word that he's going to Warehouse No. 7 in the western suburbs tonight."

Lu Jingyan paused slightly while wiping, then raised his eyes, his gaze deep and intense.

This woman... she's incredibly bold. She actually dared to use herself as bait!

But he knew she wasn't a reckless person. She must have had her reasons for doing this.

"What's she up to?" Li Hu scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

“Singing opera.” Lu Jingyan uttered two words, wiped the last part clean, and began to assemble it. His movements were as fast as lightning, and the crisp clicking sound was particularly clear in the quiet room.

"She sets the stage, we close the net."

He tucked the assembled pistol back into his waistband, stood up, and his tall figure cast a powerful sense of oppression under the light.

"Take everyone and secretly surround Warehouse No. 7. Remember, no one is allowed to move without my order." Lu Jingyan's voice was as cold as ice.

"Tonight, I'm going to use a trick to trap you like a turtle in a jar."

Li Hu's eyes lit up instantly, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "Understood! I guarantee those bastards won't leave alive!"

...

As night deepened, a black Volga sedan drove smoothly along the highway leading to the outskirts of the city.

Inside the car, Bai Zhu closed her eyes to rest.

Zheng Kai, who was driving, was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He kept glancing back through the rearview mirror, and his voice was a little strained: "Boss Bai, there are three cars following us... there are three cars following us."

“One car belongs to Huo San Niang’s people, one car belongs to ‘Ghost’s’ own people, and there’s another car…”

Bai Zhu didn't even open his eyelids. "They must be some local rats trying to get a bargain."

Zheng Kai felt a chill run down his spine.

Good heavens, what's going on here? Does this mean they're sandwiched between three groups of people?

Seeing Bai Shu's calm and composed demeanor, his anxious heart inexplicably calmed down a little.

This woman is either insane, or she has an absolute trump card.

He bet it was the latter.

The car finally stopped in front of Warehouse No. 7. It was a huge, old-style brick warehouse.

"You guys stay outside and keep watch, I'm going in to check the goods."

Bai Shu opened the car door, gave an order to Zheng Kai and a few of his men, and then stepped alone into the bottomless darkness.

The high heels clicked on the concrete floor, making a crisp "tap, tap, tap" sound that echoed in the empty warehouse, sounding particularly eerie.

After her figure completely disappeared around the deepest corner of the warehouse, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

The next second, Bai Shu had a thought and instantly disappeared from the spot.

Inside the Begonia Space, warm, humid air enveloped the entire body, and the spiritual spring water gurgled softly.

Su Wantang took off her expensive custom-made suit and quickly changed into a black tight-fitting night outfit that she had prepared beforehand.

The clothes, made of some unknown material, clung tightly to her shapely body, perfectly outlining her breathtaking waist and hip curves, yet without any superfluous embellishments, exuding power and beauty.

She neatly tied her long, jet-black hair back with a black rope, and with her fair fingers, she took out a needle pouch from the wooden basket, pulled out several silver needles that shimmered with a cold, eerie blue light, and held them between her fingers.

At this moment, she was no longer the shrewd Hong Kong businesswoman Bai Shu, nor the delicate Miss Su.

She is a hunter in the dark.

...

Outside the warehouse, several dark figures, like ghosts, silently slipped into the warehouse from different directions.

The one leading them was the man known as "Ghost".

"Turn off the power," he gestured, his voice hoarse.

"yes!"

"Team A, Team B, proceed to the designated locations and place the incendiary bombs. Remember, in five minutes, I want this place to be a sea of ​​fire."

"receive!"

Several dark figures quickly dispersed, their movements professional and efficient. Like a swarm of well-trained worker ants, they placed miniature incendiary bombs on the various load-bearing pillars and piles of goods in the warehouse.

Everything was happening quietly.

The "Ghost" stood in the center of the warehouse, reveling in the pleasure of his prey being burned to ashes. He pulled a small remote control from his pocket; with a press of the red button, everything would be over.

He could even imagine the smug look on Huo Sanniang's face after she got the money.

idiot.

After we finish dealing with this Atractylodes macrocephala, you might be next.

A cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips as his thumb slowly moved toward the red detonator.

Just as he was about to press the button—

"brush--!"

Outside the warehouse, dozens of blindingly bright lights instantly tore through the darkness!

More than a dozen military trucks had surrounded the entire warehouse without anyone noticing, and their bright headlights illuminated the inside and outside of the warehouse as if it were daytime!

Immediately afterwards, a cold, emotionless voice resounded through the night sky via loudspeaker.

"Ghost, welcome to... the execution ground prepared for you."

Inside the warehouse, a sudden burst of bright light caused "Ghost" and his team members to be temporarily blinded, their vision filled with pure white.

Everyone panicked!

"Oh no! An ambush!"

"Damn it! We've been tricked!"

"I can't see! I can't see anything!"

Amidst the chaos, and just as everyone's attention was drawn to Lu Jingyan outside...

A black, ghostly figure moved.

Hidden in the shadows of the pile of goods, Bai Shu moved with the Bagua steps, his figure elusive, like a wisp of smoke in the night, without making a sound.

She moved, as fast as lightning!

A minor leader who was covering his eyes and groaning felt a chill on his neck, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito. Before he could even groan, he fell straight down.

Another man, who was about to draw his gun to retaliate, had just touched the handle of his gun at his waist when a silver needle pierced precisely into the back of his neck, instantly sealing his throat. Before the look of terror on his face could even fully appear, he was already lifeless.

Bai Zhu's figure moved among the huge shelves, like the Grim Reaper dancing.

The silver needles in her hand were the most precise and deadly scythes.

One needle, and it's over.

One needle, and he was dead.

There were no screams, no struggles, only the dull thud of the body falling to the ground.

She felt no pity whatsoever for these scoundrels who were trying to take her life.

She would kill.