The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert
Chapter 323 - 319: Massacre (1)

Chapter 323: Chapter 319: Massacre (1)

After parting with Hu Fei, Ling Chen returned alone to the security department office, pulled out the documents, and meticulously reviewed them, constantly making marks with his pen.

Hu Fei’s efficiency in handling matters was unquestionable. The document had all the leaders of Dongyi Group listed by their full names, including their positions and duties within Dongyi Group, and the divisions of their power, all clearly stated and easy to understand.

Remembering Hu Fei’s exhausted expression just a while ago, Ling Chen smiled slightly, feeling as if he owed him a big favor.

After organizing his thoughts, Ling Chen made a call to Nanrong Wanqing, telling her he had personal matters to handle and would return later in the evening. He also instructed Zhong Wei to be extra careful.

Once he had given all his instructions, Ling Chen drove away from the Hongyu Group headquarters, heading straight for his first destination.

Xinyu Building.

A high-rise located in North City District, it had seen better days; most of its external glass was shattered, and the advertising billboards hanging at the top had faded from exposure to the sun and wind, the iron frames also rusting.

Despite its dilapidated state, the building was still in use. Several years ago, this building was rented by Dongyi Group and had become one of their strongholds.

Ling Chen entered the building, where several mahjong tables were set up in the lobby, already filled with players. Surrounding the tables were over twenty young men with cigarettes in their mouths, piles of ten and five-yuan bills stacked high on the tables. Others leaned against the walls, watching with interest, occasionally shouting advice.

The noise, the swearing, mixed with the swirling smoke, created a deeply unhealthy atmosphere.

Ling Chen’s arrival didn’t attract much attention. Even those who noticed him merely glanced briefly before continuing with their own activities, ignoring him altogether.

Ling Chen’s mouth curved slightly upward, glad that no one was stopping him, which saved him a lot of trouble. He immediately climbed the stairs all the way to the top floor of Xinyu Building.

Pushing open the door, a pungent smell of smoke immediately wafted from the room. Inside the spacious office, more than a dozen men around their thirties were lounging, each with a cigarette in mouth, beer on the tables, chatting leisurely.

In a corner of the office, two young women in their early twenties, wearing nothing, squatted on the ground, their bodies dirty and bruised, sobbing continuously, a dog collar locked around each of their necks, chained to the wall. A middle-aged man, bare-chested and wearing shorts, wielded a leather belt, ruthlessly whipping them, cursing foully as if dissatisfied with the women’s services.

The others watched the women being disciplined; everyone smirked broadly, chatting away without a trace of sympathy or pity.

At that moment, noticing Ling Chen at the doorway, a burly middle-aged man with a vicious face immediately stood up and came over, blocking Ling Chen at the door, squinting at him and asking, "Kid, who are you looking for?" He glanced outside the door, puzzled. There were men guarding the stairwell, so he wondered how this guy had got in.

Ling Chen didn’t answer but instead took out a notebook from his pocket, flipped through two pages, and started reading names to himself, "Chen Qian, Luo Zifei, He Gang, Huang He... are you them?"

The middle-aged man took a drag of his cigarette and blew smoke in Ling Chen’s face, saying with a feigned smile, "Kid, you’re right. We are all here. Do you want us to introduce ourselves so you can tell who is who?"

"No need for that," Ling Chen closed his notebook, patting his pocket, and looked at the middle-aged man with a smiling face, and quipped, "In the end, the result is the same, why bother being so specific."

The middle-aged man asked with interest, "What result?"

"Die!"

As soon as his words fell, without waiting for the middle-aged man to react, a chill flashed in Ling Chen’s eyes as he ferociously swung his fist, knocking the man to the ground with a punch.

The others present changed their expressions drastically upon seeing this.

"Kid, you dare to cause trouble on Dongyi Group’s turf, you’re seeking death!"

With a roar, over a dozen men and women rushed towards Ling Chen, grabbing chairs nearby and smashing them towards his head. Ling Chen tapped the ground with his toes, twisted his waist, and with a snap kick, he sent the flying chair off course, then turned around and side-kicked towards the man coming head-on, hitting him right in the neck.

Crack!

With a crisp snap, the man’s neck broke instantly, his head limply hanging to one side.

Seeing their companion killed, the crowd’s pupils shrank, filled with shock and anger, not expecting Ling Chen to strike with such lethal force and without mercy.

"Get the weapons."

A middle-aged man with a tattooed face quickly rushed to a desk, frantically pulled open a drawer, and drew out a machete, roaring loudly as he aimed for Ling Chen’s head.

However, before the machete could fall, a sharp cold light suddenly flashed, and the tattooed man’s neck was immediately slashed open, his blood gushing out like a fountain and splattering on the ground.

After killing two people in quick succession, Ling Chen showed no mercy, leaping towards the others, his Wolf Kiss blade reaping lives with each swing.

In less than a minute, the office had fourteen fewer people and fourteen more corpses.

Two women curled up in the corner, hands tightly covering their mouths, shaking uncontrollably and watching Ling Chen with terror. Seeing him step closer, the two women uncontrollably screamed in horror, pleading, "Don’t... don’t kill me... please..."

Ling Chen said indifferently, "Remember, you didn’t see anything." After speaking, he pulled out a cellphone from a corpse’s pocket and threw it in front of the two women, "Call the police yourself."

Leaving Xinyu Building, Ling Chen got back into his car and crossed out the names of those people from the notebook.

Those fourteen were all low-ranking heads of Dongyi Group, street bosses responsible for recruiting underlings, each with blood on their hands, and extensive criminal records stretching across several boxes at the police station; such people deserved to die.

Ling Chen has never been one to show mercy. If someone offends me, I shall offend them in return. He is merciless towards those who dare threaten him. Deng Guoyong made a fatal mistake; he threatened someone out of his league. Kidnapping Ling Chen’s friend and threatening him crossed Ling Chen’s line.

Hu Fei provided very detailed information to Ling Chen. According to the intelligence, there were twenty-six low-ranking heads in the Dongyi Group. Ling Chen had only dealt with half; the rest were scattered throughout various streets, bars, nightclubs, and bathhouses in East Sea City.

As Ling Chen looked over the remaining names in his notebook, he set his next target, started the car, and continued towards his next destination.

Shortly after Ling Chen left, several police cars and ambulances arrived with sirens wailing, reaching Xinyu Building.

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