Chapter 95 White Lotus Sect

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.

The north was already warm at noon.

Wang Xiaoming returned to his residence to rest. As soon as he sat down at the desk, he remembered what Zhao Jianguo had said in the morning.

So he turned around, turned on the computer and logged into the Ghost Rider website, ready to see what other people on the Internet thought about this matter.

As soon as he entered the website page, he saw that the most popular post was about the attack on the head of the Asian headquarters by the Ghost Rider of Xiaoyue.

Clicking on the post and briefly browsing it, the content was similar to what Zhao Jianguo said in the morning, but most of the post was full of speculation, probably because there was no first-hand information.

Scrolling down to read the comments, most of them said they were waiting for the response from the Asian headquarters, thinking that the Asian headquarters was doing something big.

At the same time, in the office of the deputy director of the headquarters.

Xie Zhongquan and Zhao Jianguo were discussing.

"We have just determined the location of the other party. Are we really not going to take action?" Zhao Jianguo said anxiously.

Just now, they finally locked the mastermind behind the assassination in Dakun City. They were three white people who had contact with Zhang Wencheng many times.

Xie Zhongquan looked calm, took a sip of tea and said: "Of course we have to take action, but not now. Let the people of the White Lotus Sect take action to test it out, at least we have to determine the strength of the other party first."

"I'm afraid the people of the White Lotus Sect can't test the depth of the other party at all." Zhao Jianguo said helplessly.

The White Lotus Sect is the most powerful civilian ghost-controlling organization in Southeast Asia. Its influence spans several countries in Southeast Asia. It has had several conflicts with the Sun and Moon Sect and has not lost the upper hand.

Yes, the White Lotus Sect is a ghost-controlling organization at the same level as the Sun and Moon Sect. It has a big name, but its strength is just so-so, so it can only be violent in Southeast Asia.

Southeast Asia is full of small countries, with backward technology, and many countries have warlords and frequent wars.

After the supernatural revival, ghost-controlling began to appear on the historical stage.

After Ren Guo established the ghost-controlling department of the Asian headquarters, these small governments also began to imitate Ren Guo to establish official ghost-controlling organizations.

It's just that most ghost riders appear by chance. Before, they were ordinary people. After becoming ghost riders, their personalities usually become weird and their emotions gradually become indifferent.

At that time, ghost riders caused a lot of trouble.

At first, these small countries could still rely on modern weapons to maintain their rule over ghost riders, but as supernatural events began to gradually break out, some ghost riders became stronger. After mastering some power, they could already compete with the governments of small countries.

These ghost riders began to huddle together for warmth, and gradually formed the current White Lotus Sect.

The headquarters was able to quickly lock on to these three white people this time, which was also the reason why the White Lotus Sect took the initiative to cooperate.

"It's okay, haven't you arranged a team at the border? If the White Lotus Sect doesn't work, it won't be too late for our people to take action then."

As Xie Zhongquan was talking, someone knocked on the door to report the current situation of the White Lotus Sect.

"The target originally wanted to leave by helicopter, but was discovered by the White Lotus in advance. Now he has been stopped by the White Lotus in a remote mountain forest."

After listening, Xie Zhongquan said: "Let the White Lotus take action. Tell them that if they can take these people down, I will recognize their status in Southeast Asia on behalf of the headquarters."

Although the White Lotus has a considerable influence in Southeast Asia, it has always been a nameless organization in the international community. It is not recognized by other regimes and is prohibited from communicating with them.

The main reason is that the ghost riders of the White Lotus are rebels. They are enemies of their own country, which is a taboo for other regimes.

However, the development of the White Lotus cannot be separated from exchanges with the outside world, so they urgently need the recognition of the northern powers. If the Asian headquarters now recognizes the status of the White Lotus, then the White Lotus can be cleaned up and become a legal civil organization.

Not only can it trade freely with countries around the world, but it can also legitimately rule small countries. This is why Wang Xiaoming believes that Interpol is an alternative United Nations.

In this alternative United Nations, there are only three seats, namely Renguo, Delian, and Jianguo. It can be said that these three powers rule the entire world.

A remote forest in Southeast Asia.

He Wenqing, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, stood on the roof of the car, holding a telescope and looking at the manor in the distance.

The manor covers a large area, the walls are all painted white, and the architectural structure is in European style. Obviously, the people who can live in it are either rich or noble.

Only in a corner of the manor, the helicopter that just crashed and is still emitting black smoke shows that it is very uneasy here.

"Leader, there is news from the north, let us take action." A messenger walked to the side of the car and reported.

He Wenqing jumped off the roof of the car lightly, handed the telescope to his men, and ordered:

"Pass the order down, send ten elite teams to attack the white manor, and leave no one alive."

After the order was issued, the White Lotus Sect team quickly divided a hundred elite soldiers and set off towards the manor fully armed.

He Wenqing came to a temporary tent, which was equipped with dozens of communication equipment, connected to the elite soldiers who had just set out, and there were many well-dressed men and women operating the equipment next to them.

He Wenqing walked to the corner of the tent, where there were several sofas and several people with different temperaments were sitting on them.

"Hey, the leader is back. Have you caught those three white people?" A young man with a ring in his nose said contemptuously.

"Bai San, you should be more respectful to the leader." A man in his forties or fifties said.

"How am I disrespectful?" Bai San said indifferently, "It's just a normal greeting."

He Wenqing sat opposite Bai San, not caring at all, and said in a calm tone:

"I know some of you don't understand why I cooperate with the Asian headquarters and think I am a dog for others, but I don't care.

Because your brains have been eroded by evil spirits, there is no IQ at all, and it's useless to explain to you more.

But since you are here, you have to listen to me next, otherwise I don't mind killing a few disobedient ones."

The scene was quiet for a while, Bai San wanted to say something but stopped, but he seemed to think of something and finally didn't speak.

They could question He Wenqing's decision, but they could not deny He Wenqing's strength.

In silence, hundreds of elite soldiers were divided into ten teams and quickly approached the White Manor.

After climbing over the courtyard wall, a team of soldiers came to the place where the helicopter crashed. After a careful inspection, they only found the body of the pilot.

The leading captain waved his hand to signal retreat and go to other places to check.

Suddenly,

he felt his feet empty, and his body fell into a bottomless pit out of thin air. His body felt extremely cold and unable to move.

Before he could issue any instructions, the ten-man team disappeared.

Da da da!

Chaotic gunshots came from the manor, and the staff in the tent who operated the communication and monitored the lives of the soldiers also began to get busy.

"All members of Team One have lost their life signs."

"There is one person who survived in Team Two... Died, all members of Team Two were killed."

"Team Three..."

In less than a minute, a hundred elite soldiers were completely wiped out, and the noise they brought was only a few gunshots, and they didn't even try to find out what kind of evil spirit the enemy used.