Hunter of Immortals

Chapter 244: Zhou Tong

Chapter 244: Zhou Tong

"Would you like to dance?" Adam was approached by a dancer as soon as he entered the club. "Don't go looking around, just keep your eyes on me."

Adam nodded in response. Having a dancing partner would help him blend in with everyone else.

"Let's dance."

Adam and the dancer made their way onto the dancefloor, which was virtually completely shrouded in darkness.

"Is this your first time in a place like this? You're not making any advances on me at all."

Even after stepping onto the dancefloor, Adam's attention was focused elsewhere entirely.

At the moment, Fahai was seated in a booth, putting on a rather serious and hostile display, so none of the dancers approached him, and he was waiting for his target to arrive.

"Each song here lasts only around 10 minutes, but you're not even laying a hand on me. Are my tits too small for you, or is my ass not to your liking?" The dancer reached around Adam as she spoke, grabbing onto his arm before shifting his hand onto her backside. "What do you think? Not bad, right? I work out regularly, so I'm quite proud of my ass."

"Not bad at all." Indeed, the woman's supple and voluptuous backside made for a very enjoyable tactile experience. "I like talkative people like you. I'll give you an extra tip later."

"My my, aren't you generous!"

The woman leaned into Adam as she spoke, pressing her chest tightly against Adam's.

Adam danced for three songs in a row in the darkness before his target finally appeared.

Even though the environment was extremely dimly lit, he could sense everything going on around him with his potent telegnosis.

As a result, he was able to detect that man in a professional suit had entered the nightclub.

In contrast with the other patrons here, after entering the club, he immediately sat down in the darkest corner of the establishment, where he cautiously surveyed his surroundings.

The place where he was seated was very close to the exit, so he could run away at any moment. He sat there for a while, observing the rest of the patrons, then took a few glances at the dancers before focusing his gaze on Fahai.

After receiving the correct message from Fahai, he pulled out a one-time-use communicator before replying with the corresponding signal.

"The Mapo Tofu isn't as good as the Kung Pao Chicken."

Fahai's communicator lit up, and after taking a glance at the message, he replied with, "Then you may as well go get some burgers."

Only after a second confirmation did the man make his way over to Fahai with his suitcase.

Adam gave the dancer a large tip, then turned to depart.

"I have to go."

"Why so sudden? The song still isn't..."

Before she had a chance to finish her sentence, a loud commotion suddenly rang out.

As it turned out, a physical altercation had erupted between Fahai and the seller.

The man was very alert, and he was fooled by Fahai's disguise from afar due to the dim lighting in the club, but upon entering the booth that Fahai was in, the two of them were no more than a meter away from each other, and it was impossible for Fahai to keep the man fooled no matter how good his acting was.

As soon as the man sat down, he immediately tried to get up, only for Fahai to press him back down onto his seat.

However, despite Fahai's superior physical stature, he was the one who had been thrown to the ground. Unfortunately for him, no matter how strong or physically imposing he was, there was no way he could contend with a body of steel.

Fahai was just a struggling actor who was getting by from paycheck to paycheck, and he didn't have anywhere near enough money for prosthetic retrofitting surgery. In contrast, the man that he was dealing with had a pair of powerful mechanical arms, using which he was able to easily slam Fahai onto the table.

All of the alcoholic beverages on the table and the table itself were smashed into pieces, while the drug dealer instantly fled the scene.

Given his incredible speed, it was clear that his legs had also been replaced by prosthetics, and he was far too fast for Adam to catch.

Looks like I should get Baldie Lin to hook me up with some equipment.

Adam only took a couple of steps before giving up in his pursuit. There was simply no chance for him to catch his target.

After fleeing through the fire exit, the drug dealer rushed downstairs as quickly as he could, trying to get to the underground carpark so that he could make an escape in his car. At the same time, a series of questions were running through his mind.

How did we get exposed? Did Iron Skull get caught by Mechguard? Even if he did, there's no way those robots would've been able to set a trap like this. Could it be that we're being targeted by some other gang?

As the man continued to flee, it didn't take long before he realized that something was wrong.

This nightclub is on the seventh floor, so why does it feel like I've already gone down over 10 flights of stairs and still haven't gotten to the underground carpark?

Right at this moment, a voice rang out beside him to provide an explanation.

"You're in an illusion!"

The man turned to discover an imposing clown looking at him with a wide grin.

"Save your energy, you're not getting away. How about you start by telling me where you came from?"

The man screamed in alarm as he continued to rush down the stairs, and finally, he was able to reach the underground carpark. However, as soon as he got into his car, the clown's voice rang out once again from the passenger's seat.

"Do you work for the Compassion Company?"

The man was even more horrified now, and in an act of panic and desperation, he threw a punch at the clown's face. However, the clown remained completely unharmed, and as the man tried to throw another punch, he discovered that his fist had disappeared.

"Retrofitted prosthetics are never very stable in the psychic world. Your brain is connected to those prosthetics, but your subconsciousness often rejects your prosthetic limbs, so they're prone to suddenly vanishing in the psychic world," Adam explained.

Sure enough, the man could see that his retrofitted arms and legs had suddenly vanished.

"If you're not going to tell me anything, then I'll just have to look through your memories myself."

Adam tossed the man into the backseat as he spoke, then got into the driver's seat himself, following which he began to drive through the man's psychic world.

Adam predominantly visited the psychic modules containing the man's workplace, and as expected, the man was a sales manager working at the Compassion Company.

His name was Zhou Tong, and he had already been working at the Compassion Company for over 10 years. After inspecting some of the man's memories, Adam discovered that he was someone who definitely wasn't opposed to bending the rules as long as doing so would produce a lucrative outcome.

This type of personality allowed him to fit in seamlessly with the culture of the Compassion Company, and after several interactions with his supervisors, he was able to establish a relationship of trust between them and was given the authority to access the storage room.

"I don't care how you manage to sell this stuff, and there's no need for you to provide me with sales reports. If something happens, you have to take full responsibility, but I'll give you the best commission rate in the business."

Zhou Tong's supervisors had taken measures to mitigate risk, and this would've been enough to keep him safe from Mechguard, but these measures were completely ineffective against Adam.

Adam quickly committed the faces of the high-ranking supervisors that Zhou Tong had come into contact with to memory.