Chapter 88

Chapter 90: Irmi's Anger (Third Update)

It was evening.

Still at the same restaurant, which had been cleared out and reserved by Tolan.

Just like before, nearly a hundred men in black suits guarded the restaurant, and four towering bodyguards in black stood behind Tolan.

Of course, there were differences compared to before.

For example, the table was laden with a variety of dishes that were both visually and aromatically appealing, so much so that one couldn't take their eyes off them.

However, Mo You found the food as tasteless as chewing wax.

He wasn't sure if the chef was still the same gourmet hunter.

Mo You felt a bit frustrated. The reason he had come with Liz tonight was to taste the gourmet hunter's dishes again.

But he never expected…

The marshman phenomenon to have spread here.

Mo You lowered his head to eat, listening to the conversation between Liz and Tolan.

It seemed to be about the trial the day after tomorrow, which was the last commission Liz had taken from Tolan.

However, the content of their conversation was not important.

His attention was more focused on Tolan.

Sitting across from Mo You and Liz, Tolan still wore a smile, polite and courteous, giving off a warm and welcoming vibe.

However—

Mo You clearly sensed the aura of marshmen emanating from Tolan.

In addition, the four bodyguards who were always by Tolan's side also emitted the aura of marshmen, and among the nearly a hundred men in black suits outside, eight were also marshmen.

In fact, if the conditions for "transforming others" were not triggered, Tolan and the gang members would appear no different from usual.

"How could a gang boss who values security so much be replaced by marshmen…"

Mo You swallowed his meat and thought to himself:

"Was it an intimate person who turned into a marshman and then found an opportunity to transform him? Or did he attend a signing event and then meet certain conditions to directly become an initial marshman? The latter is less likely."

Even the top gang boss in Laxiang City had been silently replaced by marshmen, which clearly demonstrated the unpredictable nature of the "marshman phenomenon."

Mo You remained vigilant.

Earlier, he had used the excuse of going to the restroom to whisper a warning to Liz to be careful.

Liz, who was always alert, would understand the need to leave as soon as possible.

Liz maintained a calm expression, discussing the details of the trial with Tolan, while occasionally glancing at Mo You, who was engrossed in eating.

In just a short while, a third of the dishes on the table had ended up in Mo You's stomach.

"You told me to be careful, yet you're eating so happily, and you don't even look satisfied."

Liz felt a bit puzzled.

Apart from drinking two sips of water when she first sat down, she hadn't eaten anything else, planning to finish the work discussion quickly and then leave with Mo You to find out what was going on.

As a host who valued appearances, Tolan naturally noticed Liz's indifference to the table full of delicious dishes.

"Lawyer York, is the food not to your liking tonight?"

After discussing a detail of the work, Tolan smoothly transitioned to another topic.

Liz smiled and said, "I've been on a diet recently."

"I see."

Tolan looked enlightened.

When the conversation turned to non-work topics, Liz spoke in a friendly tone, "So I brought my 'greedy' brother along tonight, so as not to辜负 your generous hospitality, Tolan."

"Haha, that's true."

Tolan glanced at Mo You, who had been quietly eating since he sat down, and smiled warmly.

At this moment,

It was 7:18 PM.

The street outside the restaurant was bustling with people as usual.

However, a large area in front of the restaurant's main entrance was completely empty.

The reason was the nearly a hundred men in black suits standing like soldiers.

Just by standing there, they exuded an aura that kept people at a distance.

Passersby, seeing this setup, naturally stayed as far away from the restaurant as possible.

Irmi, dressed in unremarkable casual clothes, slowly made his way through the crowd, heading straight for the restaurant.

Unlike at the airport, his aura was now more restrained, but his dark eyes still radiated a chilling killing intent.

Receiving payment from an employer without completing the commission.

This was not only a setback in his career as a hitman but also a blow to his family's reputation.

He was rarely angry.

So,

With this emotion, Irmi's presence made nearby pedestrians feel an indescribable chill, causing them to instinctively move away from him.

To others, it seemed as if they were making way for Irmi on their own.

"The address is correct."

Stepping into the empty area in front of the restaurant, Irmi ignored the movements of the men in black suits reaching for their guns and looked up at the restaurant's sign.

He didn't care whether the photo sent by the employer was real or not.

Because he didn't mind giving the "deceiver" a once-in-a-lifetime punishment.

"Why are you still alive?"

Irmi took out four needles with a malevolent aura from his clothes, holding them between his fingers, and said in a calm voice, "I'll confirm it myself."

"Hey, short-haired kid, stay away from here."

Two burly men from the gang pulled out their guns and walked forward, looking menacingly at Irmi.

They sensed a killing intent from Irmi and warned him. If Irmi made any suspicious moves, they would shoot him on the spot.

However, before they could finish speaking, a needle pierced each of their foreheads.

In addition, two more men in the back were also hit by the other two needles.

From that moment, they became needle people completely under Irmi's control.

This was Irmi's manipulation ability. By inserting specially made needles into the target's brain, he could turn them into needle people who would obey him until death.

If Mo You were here, he would be surprised to find that…

Three out of the four gang members randomly chosen by Irmi were actually marshmen.

However, Irmi couldn't distinguish between normal humans and marshmen, so he gave orders to the needle people he controlled.

Thus,

The four needle people who had drawn their guns turned and shot their comrades without hesitation.

"Bang, bang…"

Gunshots echoed through the street, and the gang members who were hit splattered blood, looking in disbelief at the needle people controlled by Irmi before collapsing to the ground.

In the distance on the street,

People were startled by the gunshots and scattered in all directions.

Inside the restaurant,

The continuous gunshots from outside made Mo You, Liz, Tolan, and the four bodyguards all change their expressions and look toward the restaurant's main door.

Just as they looked over, the glass door was suddenly shattered.

A gang member, covered in glass shards and with a dazed expression, burst into the restaurant, his forehead pierced by a conspicuous needle.

"Hmm?"

Mo You immediately noticed the needle on the gang member's forehead and his pupils contracted.

A needle person controlled by Irmi?!