Cultivation Chronicles in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 6: Scavenger

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Tang Song took Kane and Lane into a small door behind the bar.

The guard here is not a big black man like the one at the door, but a big white German man with light blue eyes, golden hair and a resolute face.

Behind a narrow passage of about ten meters is a small room with several sofas and two pool tables placed in a haphazard manner. A dozen white men were playing billiards attentively. When they saw Tang Song coming in, they quickly stood at attention and saluted Tang Song.

Tang Song nodded, touched a corner of the small room with his hand, slipped into a secret door, and walked a few steps, which led to a large secret room. The luxurious decoration gave it a feeling similar to the palaces of the Middle Eastern kingdoms.

A burly man who was as tall as Kane, wearing a skull shirt and had a frighteningly sturdy build, was sitting on a sofa in a corner fiddling with a pistol in his hand. When he saw Tang Song come in, he just nodded coldly and immediately focused all his attention on the weapon in his hand.

Tang Song looked at Frank who was concentrating on cleaning his gun, and was not surprised by his reaction.

Walking to the sofa and sitting down, Lai En took out a box of cigars from the cabinet beside him, took out one, trimmed it with a cigar tongs, and slowly roasted it with matches.

Tang Song leaned back on the sofa, smoking the fine Cohiba cigar roasted by Lane.

Kane opened a crystal bottle of whiskey on the table and poured a glass of whiskey.

"Boss, the cleaning work has stabilized recently, and the accounts of the Mainland Hotel for the first half of the year have been settled.

The money from Jin Bing has also been received. The money from the Hand and Black Belt has been urged to arrive within three days. Our cleaning fees totaled 23 million US dollars in the first half of the year. "

Lai En held an account book and reported the profit situation to Tang Song.

"With the bar and several other businesses, we currently have $47 million on the books!"

"What about the police station?" Tang Song asked, puffing out smoke, "Is everything settled?"

"Everything is normal with the FBI. This month's share has already been given to them." Lai En closed the account book and replied.

Forty-seven million US dollars is still a little less. Forty-seven million US dollars in half a year is an unimaginable number for ordinary people, but for the truly wealthy, it is not even enough for a fraction of a private jet.

Tang Song put the cigar on the ashtray, picked up the wine glass on the table and swirled the wine.

The light from the crystal chandelier shines on the wine glass, and the wine bubbles emit brilliant colorful light.

The cleaning fees were the profits generated from a small business run by Tang Song.

In New York, many people die every year, both normal and abnormal.

Some of these people died of illness, some died in accidents, some died in murder, some died in gang fights, and some died from some dark forces that could never be made public.

It goes without saying that those who died of disease and accidents, but for those who died of murder and gang fights, the bodies of these people need to be properly handled by the city government, the police department, and the gangs.

Thus a profession was born - scavenger!

Two years ago, there were many groups of people working as scavengers in New York, including Kinmen in South Korea, the management department of mainland hotels, the Hand Society in Japan, and several gangs, many of which were involved in some way.

Two years later, the only scavenger left in the whole New York was Tang from the East!

Professional and clean are how industry insiders describe the Tang Song group.

Any business they take over has never had any problems, which is good for both the FBI and the big and small gangs in New York.

The NYPD's homicide rate has dropped to a decade low in two years. (Because no bodies have been found)

When gangs fight each other, they can fight boldly and without any worries. All they need to pay is some insignificant post-war expenses.

Of course, a team of more than twenty former German special forces was the decisive factor in Tang Song and his men gaining a foothold in New York.

Even Jin Bing didn't want to provoke Tang Song's group, mainly because the gains and losses were completely disproportionate.

The profit is less than 50 million per year, which is not something the underworld emperor Jin Bing would look down upon.

In this case, the scavengers of the New York underground forces were tacitly identified as Tang Song's gang.

"Kane, contact our Bishop to see if there are any new missions. Let Frank take those guys out for some exercise, otherwise the famous Punisher will get rusty!"

The Punisher Frank Custer wiped the MI6 assault rifle in his hand. When he heard Tang Song's words, he just nodded at Tang Song.

"Yes, Boss."

After explaining everything, Tang Song walked towards the elevator in the corner of the room.

… … …

Under the elevator, there was a huge void, a dim environment, an isolated platform, and complete darkness all around.

Only above the head, there are scattered silver stars like starlight.

On the bluestone platform, there were a large number of strange talismans painted with cinnabar everywhere.

Around the stone platform, there are black lacquered vertical coffins with golden characters for blessing and longevity displayed.

With the silver light shining, one could vaguely see strange corpses lined up in the half-open vertical coffin.

Bang!

There was a sound of switches opening and closing, and several huge lights came on, and the huge cavity was instantly as bright as day.

Coffin, talisman, corpse, still the same!

However, the weird atmosphere just now was no longer there.

Coming out of the elevator, Tang Song came to the table in front of the altar, took off the black jade ring, took out a pair of sterile gloves and put them on.

The bluestone altar is ten meters long and wide, and is in the shape of a huge Bagua.

Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen and Kun, four golden coffins of blessing and longevity are erected on the edge of each direction.

There were thirty-six coffins in total, and the body of each coffin was covered with talismans painted with vermilion liquid.

In the upper rock of the cave, silver light shone from silver crystals, illuminating the thirty-six coffins. The vermilion talismans emitted a strange blood-red light, and something like blood seemed to be flowing into the coffins.

… … …

Woo woo woo

The more than two-meter-tall gray-haired werewolf now only had fear left in the bloodthirsty beast boy.

He looked at the Asian youth in front of him holding the long spikes, and tried to make a sound to beg for mercy, but his vocal cords were completely out of control.

Tang Song stood in front of a vertical coffin with a calm expression, and accurately drove the coffin nails into the body of the werewolf in front of him.

The coffin nails from the East are of different ages and materials, but the youngest one buried in the soil is at least two hundred years old.

These coffins buried in the ground have been contaminated with the aura of earth and corpses for hundreds of years.

Although it cannot be considered a magic weapon, it is also an excellent corpse-keeping device.

One by one, the coffin nails pierced into the werewolf's body, but no blood flowed out. Instead, the werewolf's body became harder and harder, and a corpse-like aura spread throughout the werewolf's body along with the coffin nails.

Corpse refining is one of the seventy-two methods recorded in the Heshan Sutra.

For an ordinary corpse, find a Yin grave and bury it there. It will not decay for twenty years and will absorb the evil spirits of the grave and turn into a zombie.

There are methods of raising and refining corpses in Heshan Dao. By feeding zombies with human blood and refining them with the method of refining weapons, one can obtain a corpse with protective armor.

The armored corpses are divided into four categories according to their ferocity, namely gold, silver, copper and iron. Among them, the gold armored corpse is the most powerful and can even rival some great cultivators of lower-level elixir.