However, the mont Ling Chen was about to push the door, his hand suddenly stiffened, and his eyes gradually beca solemn. The Tianling Blade was already drawn halfway from his waist.
Although the door to the private room wasn’t opened yet, Ling Chen could sense that the person inside had also grasped the door handle at the sa ti he did. Moreover, not only did Ling Chen feel the presence of the other party, but the person inside must have also beco aware of his presence. For a mont, both parties silently held onto the door handle, neither making a rash move.
Ling Chen clenched the Tianling Blade tightly, his breathing slowly evening out as he listened intently to the sounds coming from behind the door.
Despite the barrier of a door, Ling Chen could faintly hear a breathing sound.
Jiang Xinwu!
It must be him behind the door.
Just as Ling Chen was silently contemplating his next move, a waiter delivering food happened to pass by. Seeing Ling Chen standing quietly at the door, motionless and with a grave expression, the waiter asked with concern, "Sir, do you need any help?"
Ling Chen opened his mouth, about to send the waiter away. However, before he could speak, he suddenly heard a loud ’bang’ next to his ear, as a fist punched straight through the door panel, aiming a blow toward the outside.
This sudden change caused Ling Chen’s complexion to shift slightly as he hastily retreated two steps back to avoid the punch. Imdiately after, without waiting for Jiang Xinwu to rush out from the private room, Ling Chen swiftly closed in with a forceful kick to the door, kicking it open, and then charged in wielding the Tianling Blade.
Eh?
After entering the private room, Ling Chen was surprised to discover that the room was empty. And on the left side of the room, the anti-theft net outside the window had been broken, revealing a large opening—Jiang Xinwu must have escaped through there.
Without a mont to spare, Ling Chen crawled out through the anti-theft net and leaped, jumping directly from the second-floor down to the ground.
This was an alley located behind the Western restaurant, with two streets connected to its left and right sides. At this mont, Jiang Xinwu had long since vanished without a trace, and it was unclear which street he had fled down.
Ling Chen frowned slightly, the alley paved with concrete offered no way to determine the direction based on footprints. After pondering for a mont, Ling Chen took out his cell phone and dialed Hu Fei’s number.
"Fatty, Jiang Xinwu has escaped. He should be nearby; help look for him."
"Received!"
After hanging up the call, Ling Chen randomly chose a direction and went from the alley onto the street, observing the pedestrians on the roadside in hopes of discovering Jiang Xinwu’s whereabouts.
Several minutes passed, and there was still no news from Hu Fei’s side, indicating that he was unable to find Jiang Xinwu on the surveillance caras either.
What a pity!
Ling Chen sighed inwardly; it wasn’t easy to have located the target, only to let him escape.
With no other choice, Ling Chen took out his cell phone, ready to tell Hu Fei to withdraw for now. But at that mont, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart.
Almost instinctively, Ling Chen swiftly turned his head to look behind him. And at that instant, he saw a dagger with a cold gleam thrusting straight at him, its speed incredibly fast.
Not good!
Ling Chen’s pupils contracted as his body quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the dagger’s attack. Had he been a second slower, his waist might have been pierced by the dagger.
Seeing Ling Chen evade the sneak attack, the man wielding the knife was slightly taken aback. Without any hesitation, he imdiately turned and sprinted toward an adjacent alley.
Watching the silhouette of the fleeing figure, Ling Chen’s lips curled into a slight smile, and he let out a soft chuckle.
Let’s see where you can run to!
With that, Ling Chen stretched his legs and quickly pursued Jiang Xinwu.
The small paths in the alley were intricate and crisscrossing. Ling Chen closely followed behind Jiang Xinwu, maintaining a distance of more than ten ters. Jiang Xinwu’s choice of escape routes indicated that he was not familiar with this area and was blindly selecting his path.
Several minutes passed, and Jiang Xinwu, who was in flight, suddenly stopped in his tracks, slightly furrowing his brow at the high wall in front of him.
A dead end!
Ling Chen, who was chasing from behind, saw this scene and imdiately smirked.
"Jiang Xinwu, surrender, you can’t run away."
Hearing Ling Chen’s voice, Jiang Xinwu slowly turned around, facing Ling Chen with a calm deanor and said deliberately, "Don’t celebrate too soon. You should only speak after you manage to defeat ."
Ling Chen drew out the Tianling Blade, leisurely saying, "Jiang Xinwu, I know you’re now working for the God Organization. If you’re willing to cooperate with us and provide intel about the God Organization, I can plead on your behalf to lessen your sentence."
"Thanks for the kind offer, but I don’t need it. I advise you to worry about yourself instead—whether you can walk out of here alive is still an uncertainty."
Seeing Jiang Xinwu’s composed and fearless appearance, Ling Chen felt a surge of doubt. This guy was not at all scared, either he had enough confidence in his own skills, or he had so backup.
Thinking this, Ling Chen’s expression suddenly changed, and he cursed inwardly.
He had been so focused on finding Jiang Xinwu that he had overlooked sothing very important.
If he rembered correctly, when he burst into the private room, there seed to be three sets of tableware on the round table.
Could it be... there wasn’t just Jiang Xinwu in the private room at that ti?
As thoughts flashed through his mind, a series of footsteps approached from behind.
Ling Chen turned his head just in ti to see two unfamiliar n walking toward him from the left and right, forming a triangular pincer with Jiang Xinwu.
Just as he suspected!
Ling Chen frowned slightly, realizing that there wasn’t just one person, but three.
Jiang Xinwu spoke with an indifferent tone, "Did you think I would face you alone? You’re different from Kaelina; at best, she’s just an assassin with so diocre skills. But you’re the top expert on the Newcor List, I naturally can’t treat you the sa way as her - that would be far too disrespectful."
Ling Chen smiled faintly, "So, should I thank you for taking so seriously?"
"Jiang Xinwu, stop wasting ti with him, let’s kill him quickly. The higher-ups are waiting for our report," urged a middle-aged man.
Ling Chen sized up the two n and asked, "I haven’t had the pleasure of knowing your nas."
"He Chen."
"Huang He."
Hearing these two nas, Ling Chen imdiately recalled the missing persons list Hu Fei had given him. He Chen and Huang He—these two nas were indeed on the list; they were the people who had disappeared at the sa ti as Jiang Xinwu.
Thinking, Ling Chen glanced at his phone. It was already 7:40, and Nanrong Wanqing’s birthday dinner would start in twenty minutes.
Ti was of the essence. He needed a quick resolution.
Accompanied by a streak of cold light, the blade of the Tianling Blade flashed out.
"The three of you, I’m in a hurry. Let’s all fight together."
As those words fell, Jiang Xinwu and the others exchanged glances, each drawing their weapons and slowly advancing towards Ling Chen.
Sensing the palpable intent to kill emanating from them, Ling Chen stood still, his gaze sweeping over each of the three before finally locking onto Huang He.
Among the three, only Huang He carried the most peculiar weapon—a large pair of scissors as long as an arm with very sharp blades. Moreover, among the three of them, Huang He was the most oppressive, likely being the strongest.
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