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Chapter 287 - Taking Over Another Branch

    <h4>Chapter 287 – Taking Over Another Branch</h4>


    Swish!


    In a few moments, Fei Mao entered the hall. The gaze he looked at Nan Hua was veryplicated.


    "Miss."


    "Take over the organization." Nan Hua then looked at the man on the ground. "Name?"


    "I''m San (three)."


    Nan Hua blinked her eyes then turned to look at Fei Mao.


    Fei Mao nodded. "Boss has three people whom he trusted the most. Each of them would bear number without any real names in order to differentiate them from others."


    They were the true elites within Dark Moon Organization and the true core members. What he would have never expected was for the third master to fall directly onto the hand of Nan Hua without even any chance of fighting back.


    From the dancers around, he could guess that they were immobilized even before they had a chance to do anything.


    ''As expected of Miss.''


    Fei Mao hadn''t realized it himself but in his eyes, whatever Nan Hua wanted to do, she would be able to do it. It was to the point that even if someone told him that Nan Hua destroyed an entire city with her bare hand, he might have truly believed that as fact.


    "From now on, you''re Nan San." Nan Hua then looked at the man who had returned to stand in the shadow. The man was very silent and barely moved, as if he was one with the surroundings. If not for her skills and vast experience, she might not be able to detect him at all.


    "That''s Si (four)."


    Nan Hua nodded. "He''ll be called Nan Si from now on."


    "Yes, Master." Nan San bowed.


    Seeing how easily she subdued Nan San, Nan Hua looked at the man coldly then nced upwards once more. As if sensing that she was waiting for him to answer, Nan Si jumped down and stood before Nan Hua.


    It was only after Nan Si stood before Nan Hua did she realize that the man in front of her was quite young. He was probably in his early twenties and looked quite skinny as if he had been malnourished.


    "Nan Si understands, Miss."


    Nan Hua looked at these two while walked around the dancer, pulling the needles with ease. The dancers were all looking at Nan Hua with terrified expression, not daring to pull any prank in front of her.


    The feeling of not being able to move at all was very upsetting.


    They were basically giving their lives in the other party''s hand.


    "Tell me the situation in this branch."


    Nan San looked at Fei Mao but he was only met with thetter shrugging. Since it was the case, Nan San could only look at Nan Hua and began to tell her about the recent matter of this branch.


    In fact, it was quite simr to Heng Xing City where they were given privilege to do whatever they wanted to do. There were a lot of other people within the organization but they were given the free reign.


    "Head Master never try to interfere with us. In fact, it has been more than 3 years since thest time he sends a message." Nan San was an honest person. He was a very simple person because he felt that he should just serve whoever was stronger.


    Back then, the Head Master told him that he required him to build a new branch, which was why he came to Wind City. Ever since then, Nan San only heard some instructions from time to time but they were not exactly that critical.


    They barely touched the matter of this city, which caused Nan San to bepletely free.


    He didn''t even know why he was staying in Wind City anymore. All this time, he simply did the missions that was assigned here.


    Listening to their report made Nan Hua felt a bit strange. It felt as if the Dark Moon Organization was simplypeting against the other two organizations in terms of mission assignment. After all, they also needed to live.


    Money could only be earned through mission.


    "Are all of your members here?" Nan Hua asked, looking at the dancers behind Nan San.


    Nan Shan shook his head. "There are some others who live under other identities and onlye when they want to take a mission. These dancers are the elites and rarely send out."


    "Rarely send out?" Nan Hua let out a mirthless faintugh. "If you wish to be paid, you have to work. I don''t need loafer."


    The dancers were all looking at Nan Hua with frowns on their forehead. Though, they understood that they couldn''t possibly just sit idly and do nothing in this building if they wanted to earn something.


    Things were bound to change.


    "What''s your order, Miss?" Nan San asked.


    Nan Hua stood up and walked to the table. "Arrange some of the men who didn''t have any identity to work on the field in order to earn money. Give missions to these so called elites andstly, I want you to start restructure the entire organization."


    Restructure?


    Nan San was stunned. Looking at the young girl who was barely half of his height, Nan San felt reallyplicated.


    "I don''t expect you to follow me immediately, but since I''m now the one who hold Dark Moon Organization, I would expect you to follow my order." Nan Hua was calm as she looked at the people in front of her. There was no fear, no nervousness, and no emotion.


    Indifferently, she simply gave off a few more orders.


    "Fei Mao, you stay here to watch over the branch."


    "Yes, Miss."


    Nan San was silent for a while when he heard what Nan Hua asked them to do. It was the same as telling them that they had to have two works, one under the light and the other one under the shadow. It would increase their workload but at the same time, it gave them the security of identity.


    "Would this work well, Miss?"


    "Hmm?" Nan Hua arched her eyebrows.. "If you''re worried about the other two organizations, they wouldn''t realize it unless you''re stupid."
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