The people who ran into Night Paradise saw the bodies strewn all over the floor and found themselves swallowing hard: "Boss, what happened here...?"
"Boss, it was Lang Kun’s n."
The nightclub manager whispered to Chen Haotian, then looked at the n from the neighboring Lang Kun: "What exactly happened?"
"Our boss, he was killed."
"What?"
"Your boss was killed." Everyone present inhaled sharply. Lang Kun, whose real na is Lang Kun, was a newly rich man who, upon arriving in Sea City, plunged headfirst into the entertainnt industry.
Rough as he was, he was also shrewd and sohow connected with the Lin Family, serving Lin Wanzhou totally transparently, and so he gained a foothold in Sea City.
Both being in the sa industry, Chen Haotian had so acquaintance with Lang Kun, as their nightclubs were neighbors. Although he was not too fond of the other man, they both had backers and it wouldn’t be wise to go too far.
"What exactly happened?"
Chen Haotian looked at him.
"So guys dressed in suits ca to our boss with an invitation, said it was to invite our boss to so kind of banquet."
"Invitation."
Several Night Paradise employees exchanged glances. Could it be the sa invitation their boss had just received?
"It was an invitation. You know our boss’s temper, Chen. When he heard how arrogant those guys sounded, he of course tore it to shreds and threw it in their faces."
As the man retold what happened, the scene played out before everyone.
"Hidden Dragon, what kind of bullshit is this? Never heard of it. Sent an invitation to invite to dinner, acting all arrogant? Who do you think Lang Kun is? You think you can invite just like that?"
Lang Kun tore up the invitation handed to him and threw it in the visitor’s face.
"People! Throw these arrogant bastards out! Don’t let see them again, they’re polluting my sight."
Lang Kun, with his explosive temper, imdiately ordered his security to throw out the n.
"Heh, dare to talk to our boss like that? Didn’t they inquire about who our boss is?"
"Right, didn’t they see where they are? Daring to co here and play big."
Several of the escorting Princesses knew about Lang Kun’s domineering attitude and prowess, naturally defending Lang Kun. But before their words fell, there was a click.
Lang Kun was pointing at the man, and the next second, with a flash, the visitor seized Lang Kun’s head and twisted his neck, snapping it cleanly without hesitation or delay. At the ti of his death, Lang Kun still had a mocking smirk on his face.
Lang Kun never expected his fiery temper would bring about his own death.
"You killed our boss."
"Destroying the invitation cos with a price."
The person who acted sneered coldly, killing a man as if slaughtering a chicken, then casually turned to leave.
"Stop them!"
Naturally, all of Lang Kun’s n were his close aides. Seeing Lang Kun killed and the murderer attempting to leave was unacceptable.
But although Lang Kun’s n outnumbered them, they were still overwhelmingly defeated by the assailants, who carved out their path and left.
Chen Haotian, after listening to the security guard’s account, inhaled coldly as well. Lang Kun’s neck had been snapped just like that, he died without even a peep, considering that just monts ago, his own top bodyguard hadn’t survived a single round against them.
One of the workers nearby was also shocked: "Boss, this visitor ans no good. Maybe other nightclubs will also be targeted."
Reminded by this, Chen Haotian ca to his senses and hastily took out his mobile phone. In it, there was a special group chat, which included all the nightclub and club owners in Sea City.
Opening the group chat, he saw an endless stream of ssages.
Normally, this group was almost silent, even Chen Haotian had muted its notifications. But at the mont, the group was abuzz with talk about having received invitations.
"Lang Kun is dead."
Chen Haotian typed these four characters, and the group went silent for a mont.
"Lang Kun is dead?"
"How did this bastard die? Isn’t he always so arrogant? And doesn’t he boast himself as being a Vajra Sect Disciple with all his Horizontal Training skills? At every gathering, isn’t he the one who can put on airs?"
"Is it because of this invitation?"
Chen Haotian continued typing: "Lang Kun tore up the invitation and threw it in their faces, cursing them out. You all know Lang Kun’s arrogance. They just took action and killed Lang Kun."
The group fell silent again for a while.
"Just when we speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives." At that mont, a club owner in the group put down his phone and looked up at the visitors—five n in suits.
"Is it Mr. Jin Jiuzhong?"
"It is."
"My young master would like to invite you to a banquet tomorrow. Here is the invitation."
After speaking, one man stepped forward and handed Jin Jiuzhong an exquisite invitation. Jin Jiuzhong stood up to receive it with both hands: "Please tell your young master I will be on ti."
"Hmm!"
The visitor grunted, turned swiftly, and the five n left Jin Jiuzhong’s office without lingering.
"Boss, what’s the deal with these people? They’re so arrogant."
Jin Jiuzhong exhaled: "These are ill ons; no wonder they’re arrogant. Alright, go issue a notice to have our n be more vigilant lately. Sothing big is going to happen.
"The invitation was just sent, but no good banquet bodes well... it’s most likely a trap."
Jin Jiuzhong posted this ssage in the group.
"Uh huh, is it that hard to guess? People have died already, and from the looks of it, the other party is crossing over forcefully. It’s just not clear who they are."
"Didn’t it say on the top, ’Hidden Dragon’?"
"Hidden Dragon, do you know anyone with this nickna?"
"Among us in Sea City’s entertainnt industry, everyone knows each other’s background pretty well; but this person, we really don’t know."
"Humph, whoever it is, I’m not falling for it."
At that mont, in a bath center, Ren Ba leaned back on the jade bed, lifting the masseuse off his back and turned his gaze towards his bodyguard: "A-Biao, dial a few calls for our places, bring the security over."
"Also, if you see five n dressed in suits, report it imdiately."
"Yes!"
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