Chapter 60: A Dog Raised for Years Is Needed at the Crucial Moment

The moment it was confirmed that Li Lekang had succeeded, Stel’s long-planned coup was set into motion. Evidence of Rudolph's crimes was anonymously sent out; prosecutors and FBI agents received it immediately, and the level of detail was staggering—just a few of the files were enough to put him away for decades!

To ensure that capital interests couldn't interfere, the recently suppressed case of the missing female university student was also exposed online. Rudolph, who had previously been cleared of suspicion, now became the prime suspect!

The situation quickly escalated beyond the authority of certain individuals and was reported up through each level. At the same time, many were waiting to see how the powers of capital would wrestle behind the scenes.

If the exposure became too severe and couldn’t be contained, Rudolph would be abandoned by his backers, just like Epstein in the past. If things were too complex to be revealed, then everything would be covered up completely.

Once the situation reached a certain threshold, no one naïvely believed that justice would inevitably be served; this was no longer a matter of black and white.

But what was truly surprising was that Rudolph, who should have been using all his connections to smooth things over, remained utterly silent. Even his whereabouts were unknown.

As time passed, all accusations were directed at him! Disappeared without a trace, he made no move to use his influence, as if he had fled in fear of his crimes!

With the FBI Director personally signing the warrant for his arrest, Rudolph’s fate was sealed!

He should have had time to respond, but at that critical moment, he was sound asleep.

The exposure of his crimes was so complete that, even though the higher-ups of the Saints were well aware of each other's corruption, once it became public, it was a different matter entirely!

Drawing a clear line and publicly condemning these crimes was the wisest way to protect oneself!

At that moment, Stel stepped up to take charge. As the officer second only to Rudolph, he immediately took over command, ordering the Western Diocese staff to handle the public relations crisis!

They cooperated with the investigation where necessary, admitted fault when they had to—everything was handled decisively, with not a shred of evasion or concealment. Of course, he also quickly reached an agreement with the organization’s higher-ups, shifting all the blame onto Rudolph.

Now that Rudolph couldn’t speak for himself, any crime could be pinned on him—even those of others!

Stel’s move won the approval of the top brass, especially since he had so cleverly separated Rudolph’s misdeeds from their own interests.

Such a capable and tactful subordinate naturally gained their support, and he was put in charge of the whole affair, tasked with delivering a satisfactory outcome.

The outcome would, of course, determine whether Stel could rise to power.

But after years of patient plotting, Stel had plenty of contingencies prepared—so much so that Li Lekang was not concerned.

What he cared about now was how to obtain Rudolph’s soul.

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The panel van left the bustling city for a warehouse on the outskirts. Stel had rented it in advance, and the area was utterly deserted—no one would hear a thing, no matter what happened inside.

But Li Lekang couldn’t simply threaten Rudolph into trading his soul.

Here, he exploited a loophole.

Stel had signed a pact with him, which included the requirement that he deal with Rudolph’s most trusted subordinates.

Thus, Li Lekang could eliminate Rudolph’s henchmen right before his eyes.

There was a crucial point here: if Li Lekang acted alone, bypassing Stel and going after these thugs to force Rudolph into a soul deal, he would be violating the original rules set by Hell and Heaven.

However, since Li Lekang was eliminating these henchmen as part of his contract with Stel, he was merely fulfilling his obligation—no rules broken!

It was a perfect, interlocking maneuver, with no room for error.

Li Lekang parked the van, opened the passenger door, and let Mike the dog jump down.

This task needed to be handled cleanly and without a trace.

It was time for the Hellhound, king of household destruction, to show his true colors!

After all, a dog is fed for a thousand days for one moment of use, and nothing is less traceable than swallowing evidence whole.

Li Lekang needed Mike to deal with three thugs. These men had followed Rudolph in his reign of terror, committing countless crimes, including the recent case of the missing university student.

They were responsible for finding victims, luring them with money to serve Rudolph, and when things went awry, disposing of the bodies with professional efficiency. Even if there were suspicions, without a body, what could anyone do?

Li Lekang felt no sympathy for them. They deserved to die, and he decided to give their deaths meaning—sending them personally to the Void of Hell.

Crouching down, he ruffled Mike’s head and said, “Mike, after all the dog food I’ve given you, it’s time to do something proper for your old man today!”

“Don’t you dare stick out your tongue when I’m talking to you—be serious! Are you doing this on purpose? Just let me find a slipper and I’ll show you—first, I’ll lock your throat!”

After a brief exchange, Mike finally understood his master wasn’t in the mood for games.

A few light taps to the head, a few pitiful whimpers, and the message was clear.

Li Lekang stood up, brushed off his hands, and opened the cargo doors. Inside, bodies were sprawled in disarray. He dragged them out one by one, tossing them to the ground.

Then he woke Rudolph.

For what was to come, it was crucial that the big man be fully conscious.

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Rudolph slowly came to, his eyes wide with rage as he took in the scene.

Seeing Li Lekang’s actions, he immediately understood: “So Stel finally couldn’t resist betraying me! I’ll kill him! I swear it!”

“You’re certainly free to try, but for now, how about I invite you to watch a little show?” Li Lekang smiled and waved his hand. “Mike!”

Mike the dog immediately got up and activated his innate skill: Stomach of the Void!

Once an energetic husky, he now grew tall and imposing, every hair standing on end, eyes sharp and menacing, fangs gleaming with a chilling light—a hungry wolf before his prey.

He opened his mouth at one of the men, and suddenly his jaws split open to an unnatural size, a bottomless void visible deep in his throat. A powerful suction instantly drew the first man in!

The victim happened to wake just then, opening his eyes to this nightmare. His struggles were in vain, and his desperate screams echoed through the warehouse, hair-raising, until he was utterly devoured.

“Direwolf Mike” snapped his jaws shut and belched contentedly.

The spectacle left Rudolph stunned, sweat pouring down his forehead.

And Li Lekang, wearing a sinister smile, murmured, “Don’t worry, we won’t harm you.”

Mike, no longer the silly, lovable dog, howled like a wolf king, the sound long and sharp—a hellish trumpet blast that chilled the soul.

Even Li Lekang was surprised. Who would have thought that the dog who usually bit his slippers, tore up the house, and disappeared whenever he was let off the leash could become so formidable?

Was this really the same husky?

If not for the need to remain cold and ruthless, Li Lekang would have loved to tackle the husky, shake its head, and demand to know why it had played dumb and wrecked his house for so long!

But now was not the time for internal disputes; serious business lay ahead. Cold sweat streamed down Rudolph’s back. Witnessing the power of Hell triggered a primal terror in his soul.

This was not something courage or bravery could withstand—it was instinct, like an antelope before a lion, a switch buried deep in the bloodline flipped on.

Especially for a man as guilty of all seven deadly sins as Rudolph, the call of Hell was even stronger, the abyss tugging greedily at his soul, eager to claim him.

Rudolph could run, and Li Lekang could not stop him, but having just seen the Direwolf Mike devour a man, Rudolph dared not even twitch.