C334 The Idea of Terror
C334 The Idea of Terror
Zhou Yi had a feeling that things were not so simple, that... Lili might even be related to them!
Shanghai City, Night Life Clubhouse.
"Brother Qing, Lin Yan has disappeared …" A long time has passed. "
The secretary said to Lin Qing in the office.
"That's impossible …" Logically speaking, Lin Yun should be more than enough to take care of a fellow in the middle stage of the Martial Ancestor. Lin Qing frowned. He could faintly feel that something was wrong.
At this time, the secretary suddenly received a call. As he answered, his expression turned ugly. After hanging up the call, the secretary opened her mouth with difficulty and said to Lin Qing:
"Just now … The people at the concert told me that a fight seemed to have broken out in the corridor of the club, and then … "Lin Yun went missing. I think the people fighting are Zhou Yi and Lin Yan …"
"Missing?!" How is that possible? " Lin Qing was even more shocked as he said, his expression immediately turned even more serious: "Continue to investigate immediately, what exactly is going on here!"
Shanghai City, Extreme Death Media Studio.
From the looks of it, this might just be a studio, but it was actually a large media company.
This studio was located at an office near the Fifth Street in Shanghai City. At this moment, a taxi stopped at the entrance of this office building, Zhou Yi's figure slowly got off from the taxi. He looked at the sign that read "Extreme Death Media Studio", and his eyes became sharper.
Zhou Yi had checked this studio on the internet, and Cai Mukun was here.
If that was the case, then everything would be connected. No wonder the other party was targeting him and Liu Yinyin.
Most likely, on one hand, Lin Family wanted to control Liu Yinyin, but on the other hand, wanted to get rid of him.
Furthermore … They discovered that Liu Yinyin had her own protection and didn't listen to them at all. This was also the reason why they chose to kill Liu Yinyin along with them.
"If you want to eat the entire Shanghai City's entertainment circle, your appetite is truly not small."
Zhou Yi sneered and walked towards the office building.
Seeing Zhou Yi walk over, the bodyguard at the door shouted loudly, "Who are you? Outsiders are not allowed to enter here!"
"I'm your grandpa!"
Zhou Yi didn't even give the other side any time to react. In the instant he cursed, he kicked the two bodyguards a few meters away.
When the other security guards saw this, they knew that someone was trying to stir up trouble. More than ten security guards surrounded them with the intention to attack, but before they could do anything, Ling Ran's killing intent had already intimidated them all.
It was as if the person standing in front of these security guards was not a single person … It was a terrifying god that had returned from hell.
These security guards were just ordinary people, but what about Zhou Yi?
Zhou Yi was a powerful Martial Master. If he really wanted to kill these guards, he wouldn't even need to lift a finger!
Zhou Yi smiled. Step by step, he walked in front of the receptionist, but he did not dare to move. A hand touched her chin as he asked in a cruel voice:
"Come, tell me, where is your boss?" "Also, your boss' name."
The front desk clerk was so scared that her entire body was trembling. How could she dare to disobey him? With a trembling voice, she fearfully said:
"Yes …" It's Chairman Lin Qing... He, he is not here right now. Only, only Song Lingzhen, the general manager is here … In the office. "
"Where's the office?" Zhou Yi teased, while pinching her on the cheek.
"I beg of you, please let me go …" "Room 205, on the second floor, please let me go …" The front desk girl's legs began to tremble and her tears started rolling down her cheeks.
After hearing the message, Zhou Yi walked towards the building without looking back. He ignored the guards who were scared silly on the first floor.
Only after Zhou Yi left did the receptionist, with trembling hands, dial Lin Qing's number on her phone. She said in a terrified voice,
"Chairman... Not good... "Not good, someone, someone rushed into the company, we can't stop him at all …"
Shanghai City, Night Life Clubhouse.
"A bunch of useless bums, what's the use of me raising you, can't even stop a single person?!"
The moment Lin Qing received the phone call from the receptionist and heard what she said, he started cursing angrily.
"No …" We don't know why, but he... He's too scary, we don't even dare to move... "He … He's going to the office of the general manager of the second floor now …"
Hearing the front desk girl's extremely scared voice, Lin Qing was extremely angry. However, he suppressed his anger and said,
"Alright, I got it. I'm heading there now. Also, send me the guy's face from the surveillance video!"
With that, Lin Qing directly hung up the phone, stood up from the clubhouse, and ran out the door in a hurry.
For Lin Qing, too many things had happened tonight.
First was Lin Yun's mysterious disappearance, and then someone had barged into his Ultimate Life Media Studio.
Could it be …
Just as he got into his car, Lin Qing suddenly thought of a terrifying idea.
Could it be … Was it Zhou Yi who killed Lin Yan first? And then he actually attacked Ji Yun's media studio?
No, that was impossible!
Even if Lin Qing was beaten to death, he did not believe that a mere brat could actually kill Lin Yan. After all, Lin Yan's Lin Family was an assassination talent that had been cultivated for who knows how many years before he could be considered an assassin …
The more he thought about it, the more cold sweat broke out on Lin Qing's forehead. He stepped on the accelerator, and without caring about how many red lights he ran, he charged towards that direction …
Shanghai City, Division of Nishang.
Division of Nishang was located in a concealed suburb of Shanghai City and the surrounding area was practically deserted.
The entire Division of Nishang was around the size of a university, and was surrounded by an iron net. Countless soldiers with spears were guarding the place.
Although these soldiers were wearing camouflage clothing, they were actually not soldiers with Hua Country, but were either discharged from the army or were some international mercenaries.
In reality, even the leaders of Hua Country few knew of its existence.
Because of this, concealment becomes the first need of inverse entropy.
The door on the side of the iron net slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in camouflage clothes walked in, along with a man in a camouflage clothes of about 27 or 28 years.