Fang Cheng understood what he meant, frowned in thought for a moment, and let out a slight breath.
Then, feigning curiosity, he asked:
"Aside from investigating anomalous individuals, hasn't the Noah Organization taken any other actions in East Capital?"
"Yes, they were actually investigating another more important matter before."
Candid to this point, he no longer had any intention to hide secrets for the organization.
Xu Hao swallowed and glanced around, then asked in a lower voice:
"Have you heard about the massacre at the Lingang District dock warehouse last year?"
Fang Cheng's heart stirred, but his expression remained unchanged as if he had just heard about an ordinary case.
Xu Hao, seeing no reaction from him, continued:
"That night, someone bloodwashed Wu Shihao's den, reportedly killing nearly two hundred gang members, piling bodies like a small mountain, with extremely brutal and bloody methods… tsk tsk!"
