Chapter 397: A Night of Murder in the Neon Lights!
Jiangbei had Five Phoenixes and Six Dragons.
And Hua Meiniang, Sister Hua, was one of these Five Phoenixes.
Legend had it that she was unbelievably captivating, the goddess in every man’s heart. It was also said she had an intimate relationship with the Jiangling Fang Family. She held such a high status in Jiangbei that ordinary people wouldn’t dare to provoke her.
And indeed, it was so.
Hua Meiniang had opened over a hundred nightclubs in Jiangbei, with a large group of people under her command. Of course, the majority of them were women.
As Hua Meiniang herself would say, "Sometimes, women can do things more conveniently than men!"
And the women under her each possessed unique and astonishing skills. Therefore, Hua Meiniang’s nightclubs were bustling every night.
Hua Bairmei Nightclub!
It was an impressive building, rising 68 floors, and entirely owned by Hua Meiniang. It was also the largest nightclub in all of Jiangbei, without exception.
Aside from the restaurants on the lower floors, the middle floors featured KTVs, card rooms, and saunas. Above them were hotel rooms and all sorts of entertainment facilities.
At the very top lay the most mysterious place in all of Jiangbei.
Because that was where Hua Meiniang lived. And to date, only two people had ever entered.
One was the leader of the Six Dragons of Jiangbei, Long Ao.
The other was the Family Head of the Jiangling Fang Family, Fang Tang.
When these two men emerged, they said the exact same thing.
"Heaven on earth, a waking dream, a fantasy!"
Since then, countless people had wracked their brains trying to get in. An untold number of wealthy and powerful individuals threw money and made promises, but all of them failed. So, getting inside was not just a matter of wealth and power.
Because Hua Meiniang had once said, "Unless you catch my eye, don’t even think about getting in!"
From the beginning until now, only Long Ao and Fang Tang had ever gone inside. This was also why people speculated about Hua Meiniang’s relationship with the Jiangling Fang Family, mulling over its intriguing implications.
By the time Lin Mu and his companions arrived at Hua Bairmei Nightclub, it was already late. For the nightclub, however, this was peak business time. Neon lights cast a glow over a vibrant, decadent scene.
The nightclub had four entrances, each leading to a different area. To reach the top floor, however, one had to use a special passageway. Every day, this passageway was guarded by professional bodyguards. Aside from the nightclub’s owner, Hua Meiniang, no one could enter.
Lin Mu led Su Ke’er, Liu Xiaolin, and Dai Yongqing straight to the special passageway for the top floor.
"Stop right there!"
Before they could get close, two security guards stepped forward to block them. "This area is off-limits. You’ve taken a wrong turn."
"They’re the bodyguards for the elevator, and they’re very tough," Dai Yongqing explained hurriedly. "You’d better not provoke them. If they kill you, it’ll be a senseless death!"
"I’m going to the top floor, so of course I came here," Lin Mu replied with a slight smile.
One of the security guards’ eyes sharpened. "Hmph. Kid, if you’re looking for trouble, scram!"
The other guard placed a hand on the small of his back, as if preparing to draw something.
Seeing that Lin Mu’s group didn’t move, the guard said coldly, "This is your last warning. Leave now, or don’t blame us for what happens next."
With his hands behind his back, Lin Mu said nonchalantly, "Oh? I’d like to see how you’ll handle things."
"You’re courting death!" The rearmost security guard swiftly pulled out a gun and pointed it at Lin Mu’s head. "Scram, or die!"
SWISH!
The guard had just drawn his gun when a bright light flashed. His hand, still clutching the weapon, fell to the ground, the fingers twitching frantically.
"AH!"
After a few seconds of stunned silence, the guard shrieked in agony, his face contorting as he collapsed to his knees.
The other guard’s expression changed drastically as he looked at his companion’s bloody stump. He immediately pulled out his walkie-talkie. "There’s trouble! Get here quick, we need backup!"
Soon, a dozen uniformed security guards rushed over, their expressions cold.
Su Ke’er’s face paled, but the thought that Lin Mu was by her side instantly calmed her down.
"Don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you!" Liu Xiaolin suddenly grabbed Su Ke’er’s hand, patting his chest as he promised.
Su Ke’er was slightly stunned, clearly surprised. Why is this brat suddenly being so nice to me?
Liu Xiaolin pouted. "Fine, if you don’t need it. I couldn’t care less about protecting some dumb woman anyway."
Su Ke’er’s expression soured. This little brat is infuriating!
Hearing Liu Xiaolin’s words, Lin Mu could only smile helplessly. That kid has been influenced by Liu Mubai way too much. He’s grateful on the inside but has to put on a cool act. I’m speechless.
Meanwhile, the security guards had already charged forward, swinging their batons at Lin Mu’s head.
"Kill them!" the kneeling security guard snarled viciously. That kid... he dared to sever my hand! That bastard!
THUD!
Before the rubber baton could connect, Lin Mu caught it in his hand. The guard froze for a moment, his face twisting in shock before he was sent flying. Lin Mu had delivered a swift kick.
"Get him! All together!" the guards yelled, charging toward Lin Mu.
However, despite their numbers, they were no match for Lin Mu. He took them all down in seconds, leaving them on the floor, unable to get back up.
A middle-aged man who had just arrived inhaled sharply. He stared at Lin Mu, his gaze heavy with caution. "Kid, who are you with? Don’t you know this is Sister Hua’s turf?" the middle-aged man asked coldly. He exuded an aura of iron and blood.
This man must have been on a battlefield, baptized by life and death.
"I’m here to find her," Lin Mu said. "Of course, you could also have her come down to see me."
The man clenched his fists and leaned forward into an attack stance. "Apologies, but Sister Hua doesn’t meet with outsiders. Please leave."
"Since she won’t come see me, I’ll go up and find her," Lin Mu said with a faint smile, starting to walk forward.
"Kid, don’t push your luck!" The man snorted coldly and suddenly threw a punch at Lin Mu’s head.
His fist was as swift as the wind and as powerful as a tripod cauldron! This was military boxing, designed to defeat an enemy in a single blow!
However, Lin Mu didn’t even look, simply reaching out and tapping a spot under the man’s arm.
The man grunted, staggering back several steps as if struck by lightning. Large beads of sweat formed on his face. He stared at Lin Mu, his eyes wide with shock. This kid is an expert in acupressure! He disabled my killing blow instantly!
"Kid, who the hell are you?!" the man demanded coldly, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes. This person definitely has hostile intentions!
Lin Mu glanced at the man, his tone icy. "Get out of the way, or die."
"Go to hell!" The man suddenly pulled out a handgun and pulled the trigger at Lin Mu.
"Idiot," Liu Xiaolin muttered.
BANG!
A gunshot echoed. The man’s body stiffened, a bloody hole suddenly appearing in the center of his forehead, from which blood began to stream. The gun that had been in his hand was now, somehow, in Lin Mu’s.
"You..." The man stared, his pupils dilating in disbelief as he looked at Lin Mu, then slowly collapsed onto the ground.
Lin Mu, holding the gun with one hand, looked up at the brightly lit building, his lips curling into a cold smirk.