Don't Interrupt My Immortal Cultivation

When the tax officials got out of the car, as expected, they were all wearing thick bulletproof vests, bulletproof helmets, holding submachine guns in their hands, rifles on their backs, armed to the teeth.

Only the leading, gentlemanly fellow was not carrying any firearms.

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said arrogantly, "Where is the Sheriff of Changshan County?"

Qin Luoshuang stepped forward from a group of staff, "I am Sheriff Lin Wen of Changshan County." She had made some modifications, changed into the sheriff's uniform, and disguised herself as Lin Wen to receive them.

She was tall and about the same height as Lin Wen. Both of them had similarly handsome appearances. With just a slight disguise, Qin Luoshuang looked seventy to eighty percent like him.

The accompanying staff remained silent. They were all crows of the KGB, waiting for Qin Luoshuang's orders.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses did not question, snorted through his nose, and didn't even look at her properly, "Sheriff Lin, you have quite the nerve, why didn't you respond to the tax bureau's inquiry?"

Qin Luoshuang said, "The inquiry letter was accidentally lost in the water."

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses snorted coldly, raised his hand, and unfolded a stack of documents.

"Look carefully, these are the grounds for your tax evasion! And the tax bureau's investigation notice! Now, your finance department, tax department, and audit department are all taken over by us. All your funds will be frozen, waiting for our investigation."

He glanced at several journalists carrying cameras not far away and sneered, "I hope they can be present when we audit your accounts."

Qin Luoshuang said indifferently, "You have no right to audit the county government's accounts."

With a rustle, the tax officials behind the man with the gold-rimmed glasses immediately raised their guns, quickly forming a battle formation, protecting the man with the gold-rimmed glasses behind them.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses pushed up his glasses and sneered, "I advise you to think clearly, the Imperial Tax Bureau is a department of the Imperial Headquarters, you should know what the consequences of violently resisting taxes are."

Qin Luoshuang said, "Changshan County has not evaded taxes."

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses lost interest in talking, and was about to issue the final ultimatum when suddenly, three armored cash transport vehicles drove from the other side of the road.

They were not fast, obviously not intending to charge the team.

After getting close, the cash transport vehicles collectively turned around, reversed, and then, several local tax officials jumped down together and opened the back door of the cash transport vehicles.

With a rustle, imperial banknotes poured out like a flood, overwhelming everyone's thoughts.

This was actually three trucks full of money!

Several specially invited radio journalists let out heart-wrenching screams, immediately turned the camera over, they frantically adjusted the focus, jumping up and down looking for angles, as if they wanted to dive into the ocean of money with their cameras.

Qin Luoshuang said indifferently, "This is 571 million in cash, all the unpaid taxes made up by Changshan County."

What does it feel like to have over 500 million in banknotes thrown in your face?

Even as senior tax officials of the Imperial Tax Bureau, they had never experienced this.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses had a face so white that there was no blood color at all, but his eyes were almost bigger than his gold-rimmed glasses.

All the tax officials around him put down their guns, no longer paying attention to the situation, just staring intently at the ocean made up of countless dreamy objects.

Only an inconspicuous tax official on the edge of the team looked panicked and uneasy. He looked left and right, several times as if he was about to do something, but gave up when he saw the radio journalist's camera.

At this time, a chameleon-like guy had unknowingly approached the edge of the special vehicle.

His lower body was the same light gray as the ground, and his upper body was the same white as the special vehicle, but these colors were all exaggerated, like light and shadow cast on his body.

This kind of disguise, normal people can see through, but the tax officials at this moment seemed to be dulled by money, with no reaction at all.

Suddenly, he sprang up, rushed up like lightning, and before anyone could react, he grabbed the man's neck.

With a crack.

His neck was instantly broken.

The hand he reached into his clothes also fell down.

It was not until then that the tax officials reacted, and the man with the gold-rimmed glasses shouted, "Who are you?"

With a rustle, dozens of guns were raised at him, the light and shadow on the man disappeared, revealing his true face, a man with a black silk hood, well-proportioned, casual, not at all like a special agent.

Qin Luoshuang looked him up and down with a professional eye, thinking to herself, "This is a Dragon Group agent, how can he be as casual and sloppy as that idiot?"

The crows also gathered their gazes, looking at the agent from the legendary department directly under the sheriff.

The man didn't care about the black muzzles at all, he laughed, but immediately started coughing, deliberately said in a hoarse voice, "Idiots, I just saved all of your lives, you know?"

He reached into the man's bosom and pulled out something that looked like a black box, hoarsely said, "You were almost blown up, you know?"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses pushed up his glasses, "A top-grade anti-interference detonator" his face suddenly changed, "Bomb, this is a bomb."

The man in the black silk hood laughed, "Very smart."Casually tossing the detonator onto the corpse, he said, "I'm just an ordinary staff member in the 'Dragon Group', a special agent department led by the handsome, tall, and mighty Sheriff Lin, known as the invincible in the world. My main job is to pour water for the real powerhouses at the water dispenser."

"When I came out to fetch water, I happened to see this sleazy guy plotting something, so I came over and knocked him down, saving you all. Do you understand?"

The man with the golden threads felt as if he was listening to a heavenly book, but this man in black threads who could silently sneak up and instantly kill one of them was definitely not an ordinary agent.

Most importantly, he could accurately locate the terrorist with a bomb. This ability made him have to believe his words.

"You guys go check it out."

The man with the golden threads ordered.

Several tax officials stepped forward, carefully unwrapped the black box, and immediately revealed the complex wires inside. They looked up and said, "It's a beetle-style bomb, and it's still sending signals."

Qin Luoshuang's face changed, and she suddenly shouted, "There's another bomb in the car!"

Everyone's faces changed, and just as they were about to scatter, Qin Luoshuang hurriedly shouted again, "The person controlling the signal has been removed, it's safe now."

The man with the golden threads said unhappily, "Sheriff Lin, can you finish your sentences in one go, without panting?"

Qin Luoshuang was slightly embarrassed. Just as she finished speaking, Lin Wen's voice suddenly rang in her ear, "I've found the agents on the perimeter, there's no danger now."

But looking around, Lin Wen was nowhere to be seen, and she didn't know where the voice came from.

Qin Luoshuang subconsciously flicked her hair, but immediately realized that she was now Sheriff Lin, and put her hand down, coughing and saying, "Sorry, you guys go and defuse the bomb quickly, I think you should report this matter as soon as possible."

The man with the golden threads looked gloomy and said heavily, "I understand."

The tax officials immediately stepped forward and quickly found the bomb in the car. The bomb in the first car was under the back seat, the bomb in the second car was under the chassis, and the bomb in the third car was in the trunk.

The tax officials, with their years of tax collection experience, quickly defused the bombs. The combat part inside was actually high-explosive octanitrocubane. The total load of the four bombs was as much as 80 kilograms, with an effective killing range of at least 200 meters.

If they exploded, they would all be reduced to ashes.

The man with the golden threads looked grim, waved his hand, and the tax officials took photos of all the evidence. Then he turned around and said, "Sheriff Lin, thank you. I will definitely report this matter, but business is business, please let me finish counting the money."

Qin Luoshuang smiled and said, "Please do."

The tax officials finally returned to their main job, brought out more than a dozen money counting machines, and started counting money like crazy.

But with more than a dozen money counting machines, it would be a dream to count 591 million in cash in a few days.

This was an emergency cash delivery. The empire's largest denomination of treasure notes was rare, most of them were commonly used 100 denominations, more than 5 million pieces.

So much cash, the local banks were bleeding, but this was a mandatory order directly pressed down by the sheriff, and it had to be completed.

So, they all mobilized, almost emptied the cash from more than a dozen banks in nearby towns, and then urgently transported it over.

The staff from the finance department also came out to help, and they brought out a hundred money counting machines in one breath.

For a time, the scene was full of the sound of money counting machines, and the scene was spectacular.

The roads on both sides of the county government building were sealed off, and the scene was tightly guarded. After all, with so much money, it would not be good if someone took advantage of the chaos.

The windows of the county government building were full of onlookers. Such a rare scene in a hundred years was too rare.

Qin Luoshuang specifically came over to contact the man in black threads. She had already confirmed that this person was Lin Wen, but her conclusion was overturned just now.

"What's your name?"

Qin Luoshuang scrutinized him, her instinctive habits began to activate, she tried to find his weakness, and control him, this was the most basic way of training special agents in the family.

The man in black threads smiled and said, "My name is Mumu."

Qin Luoshuang's face darkened, "I am your direct superior, even Sheriff Lin obeys me, why don't you salute when you see me?"

The man in black threads scratched his head, this action was exactly the same as Lin Wen's, but Qin Luoshuang thought that this might be because that idiot was lax in management, and his own casual style had spread to the Dragon Group.

As a special agent organization, this was absolutely fatal. She was about to severely reprimand this special agent and help him correct the atmosphere, when Lin Wen's voice suddenly came to her ear again.

"Have Agent Mumu come and support me, I'm in danger."

Qin Luoshuang immediately became nervous, her attitude instantly became friendly, and she said softly, "Mumu, go and help Sheriff Lin, he's in a bit of trouble."

The man in black threads casually saluted, then flew away.

Judging from his speed, he was indeed a top-notch expert, but his internal discipline was too lax. Without strict management constraints, the special agent department was the most prone to accidents.

Qin Luoshuang made up her mind that when Lin Wen came back, she would persuade him, and if he couldn't, she would help him.

In the distance where Qin Luoshuang couldn't see, Lin Wen finally pulled off the black silk hood on his head.

Thankfully, he had the "Thousand Miles Voice Transmission", otherwise he would have almost been exposed.

"Thousand Miles Voice Transmission"The green Qi Refining spell consumes 10% of the caster's primordial spirit, transmitting their voice to a designated distant location. The distance is related to the caster's cultivation level. In this world's time, it lasts for 16 hours and can be interrupted.

With this spell, Lin Wen could directly transmit his voice into Qin Luoshuang's ear, just like the legendary secret transmission.

Lin Wen had long known the specific controller of the bomb through "Asking the Heavens". There was one in the team, and another hidden remote controller on the periphery, just in case.

Lin Wen planned to kill the remote controller first, then come back and kill the suicide bomber. The first half of the plan would be completed.

Knowing the key information, "Asking the Heavens" was the least consuming. Coupled with the natural reduction of the Dao, even if he used so many spells, his primordial spirit still had 61%.

That was absolutely enough for the most crucial step of the plan.

Lin Wen certainly didn't have the habit of handing over more than 500 million in cash.

This was hard-earned money that he had barely managed to recover.

Not a penny less.

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