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Chapter 48 The Wolf Hidden in the Dark

Just as the fatal attack was about to strike the mayor, his figure suddenly underwent a strange transformation.

His once dignified and composed facial features began to change rapidly. In just a few seconds, the familiar mayor's face vanished completely, replaced by Aman, who had been arrested and brutally beaten by the Fifth Group.

Everyone then realized that the real mayor had been secretly replaced long ago, just in preparation for this moment.

The fake policeman who launched the attack saw the target's sudden change in appearance, and his movements instinctively froze, his attack abruptly halting in mid-air. He clearly hadn't expected such an unexpected turn of events, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Aman, wearing a strange face that didn't belong to him, was suddenly attacked and panicked. His expression was flustered and he frantically raised his arms and began to throw wild punches.

The moment the fake policeman's attack paused, Chang Biao pounced from the flank. He had been watching the police team closely after shifting his attention away from the direction the fake hostess had fled. He had already moved when the fake policeman attacked his comrade, but the distance was too great to intercept the first strike. But the fake policeman's pause was enough.

Chang Biao grabbed the fake policeman by the back of the neck, pressed his knee against his lumbar spine, and slammed him to the ground. The fake policeman struggled twice, but Chang Biao increased the pressure, channeling his supernatural power through his palm. The man groaned, all his strength drained away. Nearby team members quickly stepped forward and snapped the handcuffs on.

Meanwhile, the officers who had gone out to pursue the fake hostesses received an emergency alarm from inside the venue. They all abandoned the pursuit and hurriedly turned back to provide backup. The officers who had gone out to chase after the target had already caught up with him and were about to encircle him, but the alarm forced them to give up.

The squad leader cursed and waved his hand, leading his men back. People from various departments were mixed together, making the scene increasingly chaotic, and it was impossible to quickly distinguish friend from foe.

Looking at the complex situation, the members of Group Five realized that Phantom Wolf was more cunning than they had imagined. The enemy had deliberately sent his men to set fires everywhere, aiming to create chaos, constantly disrupt everyone's judgment, and throw off the overall defense plan.

Fake hostesses created a disturbance on stage, forcing patrol officers to escort the target to a new location. Fake officers then launched a sneak attack during the retreat, exploiting a gap in the defenses to carry out an assassination. The timing and location of both attacks were extremely precise; with a pull and a pull, the entire square's defensive formation was torn apart and then reassembled, leaving everyone being led by the nose.

However, what they didn't know was that the chaos they had just witnessed was only the beginning.

Just as all mobile forces were retreating towards the core area, the three field agents from the Special Abilities Bureau responsible for guarding the perimeter suddenly attacked simultaneously.

At the east exit, a field officer suddenly drew his knife and stabbed his partner in the bulletproof vest without warning. The dull thud of the blade entering flesh was drowned out by the noise in the square. It wasn't until the wounded officer knelt on the ground that the other officers on duty reacted and quickly drew their guns, aiming at the assailant.

Beside the flowerbed on the north side, another field worker detonated a small-area stun grenade. The shockwave knocked everyone within a five-meter radius away, including two colleagues and several resting citizens. Debris and smoke shot into the sky, and screams instantly ripped through the air above the square.

At the entrance to the south commercial street, the field staff member picked up a megaphone and repeatedly shouted that there was a terrorist attack, causing panic among the citizens queuing to enter. The crowd surged towards the commercial street like a tide, directly knocking down the security checkpoint originally set up at the entrance.

The incidents occurred simultaneously at three locations, each precisely coinciding with the critical moment when the five groups were closing in on their defenses. The forces that had already retreated were forced to disperse again. The fat man finally led his men to capture the fake hostess. During the transport, he heard screams and static on the walkie-talkie, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately ordered half of his men to turn back and deal with the attacks on the perimeter.

He led the remaining men to continue escorting the fake hostess towards the command vehicle, constantly looking back, fearing that another hidden assassin might emerge from the ranks.

At this moment, Chang Biao had already lifted the fake policeman from the ground and quickly searched him, finding a short knife and an unactivated supernatural detonator at his waist. Chang Biao's expression darkened. He tossed the device to a nearby team member for safekeeping and then handed the man over to the escort team.

He had just straightened up when his walkie-talkie exploded with noise. He looked up and glanced around; everywhere he looked, there were people running and terrified faces. The citizens didn't know which way to run; some rushed out of the square, some hid behind the stage, and some simply crouched on the ground, covering their heads.

Security forces were scattered in all directions, unable to form an effective defensive line. The Supernatural Abilities Bureau's field agents were even more fearful, none knowing if their colleague would be the next to betray them. Several team members even unconsciously distanced themselves from each other, their eyes filled with wariness.

This was exactly the effect Phantom Wolf wanted. The Five Groups' defenses weren't breached head-on, but rather torn apart from within by their own people. The fake hostess, the fake patrolman, and the three traitorous field agents—these five individuals were, at best, pebble Phantom Wolf had thrown out to probe their path. If Phantom Wolf had truly been among them, he wouldn't have ended the attack with such a tactical maneuver.

Sun Tiemei stood on high ground, scanning the entire square once more. She didn't go down to join the encirclement, nor did she check on the fake police officers. She knew that those exposed now were all pawns. Her only task was to maintain order. As long as she didn't reveal her location and status, Huanlang would always be wary of her presence and wouldn't dare to go all out.

But on the other hand, the fact that Phantom Wolf was willing to use five pawns to create chaos precisely shows that what he was about to do was worth the price. Trading five undercover agents for a real killer move—it's a worthwhile trade no matter how you look at it.

The fat man finally brought the fake hostess to the command vehicle. The woman ran extremely fast, darting out of the center of the square in a few leaps and disappearing into the crowds of people on the commercial street. Pang Daqiang and his men chased her for three blocks, finally cornering her at the back door of a supermarket.

After two more rounds of fighting, Pang Daqiang finally managed to restrain her with handcuffs. When he brought her back, a piece of his shirt sleeve was torn off. He glanced at the chaos in the square, then at the fake hostess in his hand, and gritted his teeth, cursing under his breath.

Of the three traitors on the perimeter, two were subdued by the assault team that arrived later, while the remaining one escaped into the residential area across the street amidst the chaos. Two teams have been dispatched to pursue him.

But everyone knew that even if they brought all three back, the situation wouldn't improve. These pawns were thrown out with no intention of returning alive.

Chen Shi stepped out from the corner and glanced up at where Sun Tiemei was. Their eyes met for a moment, dozens of meters apart, and they both read the same judgment in each other's eyes.

It's not over yet. The real Phantom Wolf is still waiting, waiting for his long-awaited final strike.