Upon entering the 10th-floor lobby successfully, Ling Chen smiled to himself — thugs will be thugs; too easy to deceive, without any vigilance.
According to the information gathered from those people, the middle managent of Dongyi Group should all be in the conference room. By this ti, all the staff on the floor had left work, leaving only the underlings.
Ling Chen strode confidently through the crowd, raising no suspicions. With so many underlings in Dongyi Group, and not everyone knowing each other, no one cared to pry into each other’s affairs or to question one’s identity — that’s the difference between amateurs and professionals.
The conference room was easy to find; one just needed to head where the thugs were most concentrated. Ling Chen passed through the crowd and headed straight for the door of the conference room, then pushed it open and walked in.
In the spacious, well-lit conference room filled with smoke, seven middle-aged n in suits sat upright, with cigarettes in their hands, while the ashtrays on the table were already filled with cigarette butts.
Ling Chen closed the large door of the conference room, locked it, and the corners of his mouth lifted in a faint smile as he looked at the seven middle-level leaders of Dongyi Group.
A middle-aged man who had taken off his suit jacket, wearing a white shirt, his sleeves rolled up, glanced at Ling Chen and asked impatiently, "What’s the matter?"
"Mr. Deng sent with a ssage," said Ling Chen casually. The ntion of ’Mr. Deng’ imdiately caught everyone’s attention, and soone impatiently asked, "Does that an we can leave now?"
Ling Chen smiled without answering, walking straight to between two middle-aged n, laying his hands on their shoulders. Seeing his actions, the two n’s brows furrowed slightly, showing a touch of displeasure.
This person lacks respect for his elders.
Just as the two were about to speak out in rebuke, the smile on Ling Chen’s face suddenly turned cold, a sharp glint in his eyes, and he quickly reached for their necks, twisting hard.
Crack!
Accompanied by two crisp sounds, the heads of the two middle-aged n dropped instantly, and they toppled onto the table.
This sudden turn of events startled the other five people present. Before they could co to their senses, Ling Chen, without saying another word, gave a slight flick of his wrist—Wolf Kiss flew out of his hand, stabbing directly into the brow of one middle-aged man.
After swiftly taking down three middle managers, Ling Chen didn’t hesitate, his steps shifting as he pounced on the next two closest individuals.
"You..."
Before the words could be spoken, Ling Chen’s iron fist had already landed.
Everything happened very fast, in a flash, like lightning striking flint. In less than three seconds, Ling Chen had slain five n. However, there were a total of seven people in the conference room; the remaining two middle-aged n were sitting at the other end of the conference table, at a distance too far for Ling Chen to reach promptly.
During these brief seconds, the two middle-aged n finally ca to their senses, their faces filled with terror, desperately rushing towards the door of the conference room, shouting loudly, "People, quickly, get soone!"
Ling Chen cursed silently, hastening over in a few strides, his speed lightning-fast.
Luckily, he had locked the conference room on his way in, buying him a few seconds. Before the two middle-aged n could open the door, Ling Chen moved like lightning, appearing behind them in the blink of an eye.
With a swing of his arms and two dull thuds, the two middle-aged n fell to the floor, their eyes wide open, dying with grievances.
Bang!
At this mont, the thugs outside heard the commotion in the conference room and began desperately pounding on the door. Ling Chen, remaining calm, shifted his gaze to the floor-to-ceiling glass window behind him. Without hesitation, he picked up a chair and smashed it fiercely, shattering the window amid a sharp ’clang’ sound of breaking glass.
Taking advantage of the fact that the hoodlums hadn’t broken in yet, Ling Chen acted swiftly, pulling off the belts from the middle-aged n, linking them together, then wrapping them around the corner of the desk by the window and leapt out.
As he jumped, the conference room door was finally smashed open and dozens of hoodlums sward in.
However, when they entered, they only saw corpses scattered on the floor and didn’t catch sight of the murderer, instead, a crisp sound ca from outside the glass window.
A few of the youngsters quickly ran to the shattered window, leaned over to look down, and noticed the glass on the ninth floor had been smashed.
"The murderer has fled to the ninth floor, chase him!"
Office building, ninth floor.
Ling Chen dusted the glass fragnts off his clothes, his expression calm as he walked towards the stairwell. The hoodlums from the Dongyi Group would definitely follow, but it would take so ti for them to rush from the tenth to the ninth floor; he had to leave before they arrived.
Reaching the stairwell, a series of hurried footsteps ca from above. Ling Chen’s lips curled slightly, and with one hand on the railing, he vaulted over it. Before long, he was already in the underground parking lot.
It was ti to contact Deng Guoyong.
Ling Chen thought to himself that if the other party was smart, they would know what to do. Taking out his phone, Ling Chen was about to dial the number. But at that mont, a familiar voice suddenly rang out behind him.
"Don’t move, put your hands up."
Ling Chen slowly turned his head, seeing Xia Mutong with a gun, his expression slightly surprised. How could she be here?
In a flash of thought, the corners of his mouth lifted, and he said with a smile, "Officer Xia, what a coincidence, to bump into you here."
Xia Mutong humd lightly and said, "You know very well whether it’s a coincidence or not. Co clean, what are you doing here?"
"Just passing ti, wandering around. And what about you, Officer Xia?"
Xia Mutong said indifferently, "Today there were more than twenty murder cases, and all the victims were core mbers of the Dongyi Group. I guessed that the murderer wouldn’t give up so easily, so I ca to check out the headquarters of the Dongyi Group, but I didn’t expect that person to be you. No wonder you called the other day asking about Dongyi Group, you had planned this all along."
Ling Chen stroked his nose, not sure how to explain. His luck was too bad, getting caught red-handed like this.
At this mont, in the office on the thirteenth floor of the office building. Having received the news, Deng Guoyong and Zhang Bo slumped on the sofa, their faces ashen, hands trembling involuntarily.
They were all dead, killed right under their noses, which gave them an unprecedented sense of fear.
Zhang Bo lifted his head, looked at Deng Guoyong, and said in a deep tone, "Tell the truth, did you offend soone outside?"
"Absolutely not," Deng Guoyong imdiately denied.
Zhang Bo tried to keep his tone controlled and said coldly, "If not, then why would soone target us, and kill so many of us in one day?" As he spoke, he seed to rember sothing, his brows furrowing slightly, and said, "You told yesterday that you were confident about securing a partnership with the Hongyu Group, could it be related to this?"
Deng Guoyong’s face changed subtly, with a look of surprise, "Could it be him?"
Just as he finished speaking, the ringtone from his pocket suddenly blared. Deng Guoyong quickly took out his phone, saw the caller ID, and his face turned sour, a vague fear in his eyes.
"It’s the boss’s call."
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