What a Tumultuous Secular World
Although Chen Ling couldn't use skills, but the physical quality bonus brought by Blood Robe was still there. This strength fundamentally was not what a middle-aged fattened Supervisor Sun could contend with. He tried hard to push a few times, yet the door didn't move a single silk thread.
Supervisor Sun looked at Chen Ling outside the door. In his heart had a kind of not good premonition. Just wanting to open his mouth to loudly shout something, a hand then lightning-fast covered his mouth.
"Go in."
Chen Ling one-handedly grabbed his head, forcefully pressing him back into the room. Then backhanding closing the door tightly and locking it dead.
Until this time, Chen Ling only then saw clearly the original appearance of this office.
This office was roughly over a hundred square meters in size. In the middle was placed a carefully polished redwood wide table. Behind was a massive bookcase, only that on this bookcase there were no books, but was filled with all kinds of antiques or gold ornaments, a dazzling lineup, gradually enchanting people's eyes.
But these were all not the main point. The key was in the deepest part of the office, actually was placed a two-point-five meter round bed. At this moment on the bed was incomparably messy, like having just experienced a chaotic battle.
Beside the round bed, was a wardrobe. At this moment the wardrobe was currently in a half-opened state. Inside hung piece after piece of female uniforms with completely different styles but causing people's blood vessels to spurt. At the bottom then piled leather whips and candles, and also some rare things Chen Ling had never seen before.
A small supervisor... plays quite kinkily.
"Wuwuwuwu!!!" Supervisor Sun was covered in the mouth and nose by Chen Ling. Both hands desperately slapped Chen Ling's arm. His neck swelled flushed red, like fast about to not be able to breathe.
Chen Ling forcefully pushed, directly pushing him tilting backward, one butt sitting on the chair in front of the desk, intensely coughing up.
Chen Ling turned another circle inside the room. Under the bed foot discovered an old-style film camera. Although it couldn't compare to the equipment he used when he was a reporter being that professional, but used for daily photography instead was enough.
"You... what do you want to do?" Supervisor Sun's arrogance obviously weakened a lot. He looked at the red-clad Chen Ling strolling inside his own office, in his eyes full of panic and fear.
Chen Ling didn't answer. After playing with the camera for a while, casually tossing it back onto the bed, continuing to stroll up inside the room.
This kind of calmness of leisurely strolling as if there was no one else on one's own territory, in the deathly stillness increasingly appeared somewhat terrifying. Exactly like after the home was broken into by robbers, the other party staggeringly starting to fiddle with flowers and plants in front of the master's face, instead would be more hair-raising than coming in randomly smashing a bout then leaving.
"Looking at your attire, you are a contestant coming to participate in today's preliminary test right?" Supervisor Sun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as much as possible letting himself calm down, "I tell you ah... I am one of the judges for this time's preliminary test. You had better be a bit sensible, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Chen Ling faintly answered.
"Otherwise, this lifetime of yours don't even think of walking this road of performing arts! Can only forever stay in these broken towns, like ants generally passing this life! Moreover I tell you, I also have connections among the Police Officers. If you provoke me, I can make your whole family suffer the consequences!"
Supervisor Sun the more he spoke, the more sufficient his confidence became. His voice also wasn't trembling like just now. Seemingly having found back authority and self-confidence.
Chen Ling couldn't help but lightly laugh a sound.
"You still dare to laugh?" Supervisor Sun widened his eyes.
He saw that suit of red clothes slowly walk towards himself. Subconsciously again shrinking backwards. Just looking at Chen Ling's gaze for one glance, the confidence he just accumulated then dissipated over half.
"The theatrical troupe's performance registration form, where is it?"
Supervisor Sun subconsciously asked back, "What do you want that thing for?"
Chen Ling coldly glanced at him one glance. The latter instantly no longer pursued asking. After his eyes slightly flashed, pointed at the drawer on the other side of the desk.
Chen Ling's both eyes slightly narrowed, then bending over to pull open that drawer, burying his head searching up.
Seeing Chen Ling exposing his back to himself, on Supervisor Sun's face surfaced a smear of ruthless color. He fumbled taking down a heavy Jade Toad from the bookshelf behind him. Both hands raising high, bringing the hard square-cornered base whistlingly smashing towards Chen Ling's back of the head!
This strike, Supervisor Sun was gritting his teeth using his full strength. Adding the Jade Toad's own weight, once it smashed onto a person's head they would definitely die without a doubt!
But Chen Ling seemingly had precautions towards this early on. At the instant Supervisor Sun smashed down the Jade Toad, turning sideways flashing backwards, lightly avoiding this strike. Backhanding grabbing a fountain pen from the table, lightning-fast piercing into Supervisor Sun's throat!
The reversal came too fast. Supervisor Sun fundamentally didn't expect Chen Ling could react. On his face still remained the ferocity and excitement of about to succeed. Until his throat was pierced through, fresh blood gurglingly surging out from his throat time, in his eyes only then surfaced panic and fear and shock.
He wuwu struggling, tremblingly lifting his hand wanting to pull that fountain pen out from his throat. But still not waiting to touch the pen body, then falling headlong onto the ground.
Scarlet red fresh blood bit by bit smudged open on the floor. He thoroughly lost his breathing.
Chen Ling swept a glance at the corpse widening both eyes on the ground, long sighing a breath:
"Directly giving me the record how good would it be..."
Chen Ling didn't plan to kill people. After all he only wanted to find the theatrical troupe's registration information. Defenseless Supervisor Sun took the lead laying down a deadly hand. If Chen Ling didn't kill him, he definitely would make the matter big. When that time comes not only wouldn't get the information, still might possibly be surrounded by Police Officers.
Chen Ling expressionlessly stepped over Supervisor Sun's corpse, starting to search up in the drawer. Flipped for a while, didn't find the so-called registration form. It seems this was only a trap in order to lure and kill him by Supervisor Sun.
Therefore, Chen Ling directly flipped all over the entire room. Finally in the corner of the bookcase, discovered a locked metal cabinet, seemingly connected together with the wall body, unable to be moved.
Chen Ling's both eyes slightly narrowed. He got up fumbling on Supervisor Sun's body for a while. Finally finding the key, opening it.
In the metal cabinet had already been stuffed full over half. However the absolute majority were all photos stacked together. Chen Ling casually picked a few from within, eyebrows slightly raising up...
These photos, were all uniform bed backgrounds, adding multiplayer sports. Clearly photographed every participant's posture and appearance. Small to fourteen or fifteen years old, big to early thirties. Layer upon layer stacked together, roughly having over two hundred pieces.
Chen Ling rubbed his chin with one hand, thoughtful.
He temporarily placed these photos on the side. Again took out a few stacks of envelopes from within. Casually opening a few pieces of letter paper from them sweeping a few glances, Chen Ling then understood what exactly was going on.
These envelopes, mostly all came from some quite famous female stars. Moreover all were walked out from the nearby few towns in early years. Even there were still one or two who had already entered the Red Dust Main City. The contents in these letters, were Supervisor Sun using their and his own bed photos as coercion, repeatedly extorting massive amounts of funds...
Some gave, some didn't give. After giving then were repeatedly extorted by Supervisor Sun again and again. Those who didn't give then directly had their photos sent to the hands of their closest kin by Supervisor Sun, resulting in families broken and people dead.
Of course, among these also lacked no males. They made large-amount remittances to Supervisor Sun, in order to exchange for a quota to pass the two tests. Among them the most recent remittance, was exactly a man named Wu Shaohua. Its amount to ordinary families speaking was even more an astronomical figure.
After flipping through these letters and photos, Chen Ling looked at Supervisor Sun with both eyes perfectly round on the side, suddenly a smile:
"What a Tumultuous Secular World."