If Wu Jingshen takes action, he will not care about any basic morality. In addition to venting his anger on the residential area, he will even go directly to the Health Supervision Bureau.
But now is different from the past two years. Nanwuzhou is now stepping up its crackdown on underground organizations. If Wu Jingshen is allowed to kill at will, it will inevitably attract the intervention of the guard system.
Even though the Dog-Faced Army is very powerful in Hongjing City, if it offends the guard system, it will be immediately surrounded and suppressed on a large scale.
"I will personally talk to Wu Jingshen about this matter and ask him not to act rashly." Shen Zhen raised his hand and glanced at the people present: "And among you, who is willing to deal with this murderer?"
"Anyone who can kill Wu Qianqiu, a second-level martial artist, must be at least a third-level martial artist, or even a fourth-level martial artist." An aide pondered for a moment before turning to look at a feminine man sitting at the edge of the conference room. He had a handsome face and a slender figure, a dog-head mask at his side. "I think the most suitable candidate is none other than He Xue."
Even in the Inumenkai, besides the president and vice-president, there is only one fifth-level martial artist, but he is on a mission elsewhere and will not be back for a while.
The average third or fourth level martial artist was afraid of accidents, like a sudden capsize in a ditch. After all, the Dog-Faced Guard would attack. If he didn't, it would be fine, but if he did, it would be with drastic force.
Even a lion fights a rabbit with all its might.
What's more, the murderer is a mysterious martial artist, so naturally no one would think this is a trivial matter.
As a high-ranking member of the Dog Face Society, He Xue is a martial artist at the peak of level four and is proficient in tracking and assassination. With him taking action, everything is foolproof.
"Hexue, what do you think?"
Shen Zhen nodded and glanced towards He Xue's position.
"Okay, then I'll take care of it."
He Xue's eyes were dull, as if they had no focus. When he saw the president looking at him, he just nodded, his voice soft and gentle, revealing an inexplicable magnetism.
He stood up, put on the dog-head mask, and slowly left the meeting room, disappearing into the shadows.
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