The night gradually descended, and Beigang City slowly imrsed in a blanket of darkness, surrounded by dazzling neon lights in all colors, like a city that never sleeps, full of temptation and confusion, making people linger and hard to extricate themselves.
At this mont, Central, Dongxing Building.
Dongxing Building is a hotel transford from a massive cargo ship, docked by the sea in Beigang City's Central. It's one of the most upscale hotels in Central, decorated with a classic charm, making it a must-visit for tourists visiting Beigang City.
At this mont, Lu Yu arrived in front of Dongxing Building by car, gazing at the brightly lit hotel bustling with people. His eyes glinted with a cold light, giving off an intimidating aura of lethal intent.
At the sa ti, his gaze shifted slightly towards the surrounding parking lot, observing that it was filled with luxury cars, which were quite pleasing to the eye.
Seeing these luxury cars, Lu Yu scanned the area twice and instantly spotted the BMW M5 that Song Qiguang drove earlier. Imdiately, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Just as that car attendant said, Song Qiguang ca to Dongxing Building!
Thinking of this, a thought stirred in Lu Yu's heart, and then he slowly walked straight into Dongxing Building, appearing utterly at ease, blending seamlessly with the other guests.
Due to the classical charm of the environnt and the exceptional taste of the dishes, Longxing Building's business was extraordinarily booming, with business elites dressed in suits coming and going, giving off a very high-end impression.
Walking within Dongxing Building, Lu Yu did not find a seat to sit like other guests. Instead, he just weaved left and right, heading towards the innermost part of Dongxing Building.
Having stayed in Beigang City for a while, Lu Yu was very familiar that hotels with gang connections often had special rooms in the deepest part for gang bosses to dine. Song Qiguang, as a mber supported by the 18K, should be in that room.
Since Dongxing Building was converted from a massive cargo ship, it had a very spacious interior. At this mont, Lu Yu slowly walked inside Dongxing Building, arriving shortly at a narrow corridor.
This corridor was exceptionally quiet, with two burly n standing in front, clearly prohibiting ordinary guests from proceeding further.
Seeing this, Lu Yu carefully scrutinized the two n before him.
These two n were burly, with two black dragons tattooed on their muscular arms, carrying black pistols on their waists, looking extrely fierce.
"Got it."
Seeing these two n in front, Lu Yu squinted his eyes, a hint of a cold expression flashed, while he thought secretly to himself: "Two ard guard enforcers securing a corridor with guns an behind them is the special room for the 18K high-ups!"
Under normal circumstances, even if the restaurant has gang connections, they may only have enforcers watching the corridor to dissuade intruding guests. But having ard guards like this indicates the presence of 18K senior mbers dining inside!
Thinking of this, a cold gleam flickered in Lu Yu's eyes. He then proceeded slowly toward these two n, exuding a sense of silent poise.
"Excuse , sir, you seem lost; beyond this point is prohibited for regular guests. Please return the way you ca."
Seeing Lu Yu appear before them, the two burly guards spoke, while simultaneously reaching for their backs with their right hands, looking at Lu Yu coldly, their words conveying a deep warning and a strong sense of vigilance.
"I am not lost!"
Hearing the guards' words, a cold gleam flickered in Lu Yu's eyes, resembling a venomous snake ready to strike, giving off an intangible sense of pressure: "I am looking for Song Qiguang!"
I am looking for Song Qiguang!
With this statent, the two guards instantly tensed, exchanging a glance, then suddenly drew their guns, aiming at Lu Yu.
Their actions were incredibly swift and practiced, suggesting it wasn't their first ti dealing with such situations.
Even though their movents were quick, Lu Yu's speed was even faster!
At this mont, Lu Yu moved like lightning, as fast as a thunderbolt, swiftly knocking aside the gun from one man, then viciously punching him in the jaw!
Bam!
With a dull thud, the man fell unconscious imdiately without a sound, collapsing to the ground, completely losing consciousness!
This series of actions all occurred in a split second; Lu Yu's movents were incredibly speedy, giving no ti for reaction, taking down the burly enforcer in the blink of an eye!
Having floored this enforcer, Lu Yu's movents didn't pause at all. His body moved like the wind, without looking back, suddenly turning around, striking with a swinging elbow towards the rear!
Bam!
Another dull thud, and instantly, the second enforcer dropped to the ground, utterly unconscious!
Taking down two burly enforcers in an instant, Lu Yu's face showed a sliver of ice-cold expression.
He slowly bent down to pick up the scattered pistols from the ground, skillfully checking the firearms' integrity, then tucked them into his back waist. After that, he retrieved a few magazines from the enforcers, revealing a wicked smile on his face.
He had originally planned to deal with the 18K gang mbers using the Rope-Curled Sword. Now that he had guns, it would significantly ease the difficulty!
Being part of the Assassin Alliance, Lu Yu had undergone firearm training long ago, becoming extrely proficient with them. Now ard with guns, it was certain that Song Qiguang would die this ti!
Recalling the scene from two years ago when his three comrades died, and thinking of Song Qiguang's comfortable life now, Lu Yu felt overwhelming anger!
Song Qiguang walked over the corpses of his three comrades to reach his current position, so tonight, Song Qiguang had to die!
With this in mind, Lu Yu slowly rose, gazing down the long, deep corridor ahead, his eyes reflecting a cold, sharp glint.
"Song Qiguang, the blood debt from two years ago, you should repay it today!"
Saying this, Lu Yu slowly strode towards the long, deep corridor ahead.
His footsteps echoed lowly on the ground, reverberating throughout the narrow corridor, appearing cold and distant, sounding like the footsteps of death, deep and subrged in lethal intent, progressively closing in, striding towards the end of the corridor, towards the door of the special room.
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