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Chapter 865 - 634 Private Space (Second update done, asking for monthly tickets!)

Chapter 865: 634 Private Space (Second update done, asking for monthly tickets!)

In the dim and oppressive space, cries of fear filled the air.

Some even wept bitterly.

These were seasoned gamblers, including women, who had their freedoms restricted due to gambling debts.

Stony-faced men stood around with their hands behind their backs, seemingly indifferent.

Just outside was a splendid casino, yet these people were only allowed one meal a day, just enough to keep them from starving, living in constant anxiety.

Although their lives weren’t in immediate danger, if they couldn’t come up with the money, they would undoubtedly remain trapped here indefinitely, without seeing the light of day.

Of course,

If time passed, the outcome could be dire, so one should never test the patience of the casino.

Brothels and overseas human trafficking markets were indeed suitable places to repay gambling debts.

Through the glass window, Lan Peizhi looked on indifferently at everything.

"Miss Lan, there’s news."

Nie Chuanxiong indeed treated her with utmost loyalty, even allowing her to observe this forbidden area.

"Geng Long was taken from Xinghao, and he is currently being interrogated at the police station."

Lan Peizhi shifted her gaze from the woman locked in the cage, "When did this happen?"

"Just now, Ren Jinming personally took him away. I didn’t expect it to really be him, he’s got quite the nerve," Nie Chuanxiong remarked.

"Are you sure it’s related to the Mandarin Oriental case?"

"Positive."

Nie Chuanxiong responded resolutely, "Ren Jinming deliberately didn’t keep it confidential, perhaps he intended to leak the information. Now, there should be many people aware of it."

After finishing, this tough man who emerged from deadly battles carefully observed Lan Peizhi’s expression, noting that she showed no reaction.

"He brought this on himself; he cannot live. The police station being this efficient, capturing the suspect so promptly, is truly exhilarating news."

"It’s still too early to draw a conclusion."

Having said that, Lan Peizhi left the room, showing no intention of helping those imprisoned.

Nie Chuanxiong wasn’t wrong.

He brought this on himself; he cannot live.

Everyone must bear the consequences of their actions, so one must be extremely thoughtful and aware of the consequences when making decisions, and whether they can withstand them.

Mandarin Oriental.

Lan Peizhi got out of the car, took the elevator alone to the seventeenth floor, and was naturally stopped by Vera’s bodyguards.

On duty was Old Six.

"Lady, this floor is not open to the public."

Despite Lan Peizhi’s renown across the world, she wasn’t universally recognized like celebrities are and especially being a foreigner.

Ignoring Old Six’s warning, Lan Peizhi continued forward.

"Stop."

Old Six raised his hand, but in the next second, the seemingly frail woman suddenly retaliated, grabbing his arm.

Old Six frowned slightly, a fierce light flashing in his blue eyes, instinctively ready to counterattack, but unexpectedly, the woman’s strength was extraordinarily great. He only felt a tremendous pain in his arm, and before he could react, he was thrown away, heavily crashing onto the floor in a humiliating fall.

"Bang!"

Thankfully, the floor was covered with a soft carpet.

The incident happened so quickly, by the time the other two bodyguards realized what had happened, Old Six was already on the ground. Their faces went cold and without thinking, they immediately reached inside their coats.

But their opponent this time wasn’t one of the Yanbian killers.

"Click!"

One bodyguard sudden felt severe pain under his foot and immediately bent over as Lan Peizhi grabbed his neck. She could have easily snapped his neck with a bit of force, but instead tossed him aside effortlessly.

At the same time.

The other bodyguard seized the opportunity and drew his gun.

But he only managed to pull it out.

Just as he aimed at the woman and was about to pull the trigger, his vision blurred, then his wrist felt as if it was cleaved by a knife, expressing pain uncontrollably, and he involuntarily let go.

The gun slipped from his hand, falling toward the carpet, and was caught by a plain white hand.

Then.

The bodyguard stood frozen in place.

The weapon that was once his own was now aimed at him.

"Wait!"

Old Six got up, yet he made no threats or intimidations.

This woman was unimaginably powerful, yet he did not sense any intent to kill.

Given the skills she demonstrated, if she had wanted, the three of them would probably have been dead by now, not just in some pain.

She indeed did not fire a gun.

Before coming to Shenzhou, he had heard that this mysterious nation was inscrutable and filled with experts, and now it seemed the reputation was well-deserved.

A woman, yet so formidable.

"Lady, whom are you looking for?"

"Jiang Chen."

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Inside the room.

Looking at the nonchalant woman, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but show a bitter smile.

"Couldn’t you just call me?"

"I was just testing their strength. Relying too much on external tools isn’t good."

"..."

Jiang Chen was caught between laughter and tears.

Testing was fine, but they weren’t his men.

Luckily, she had shown restraint, causing only superficial skin and flesh pain, no real harm done.

"So, what do you think of their strength?"

Lan Peizhi remained silent, declining to comment.

Indeed.

The result was obvious.

The three men didn’t even have a chance to fire their guns.

Isn’t it said that a gun is faster and more accurate beyond seven steps?

However, one couldn’t blame Vera’s bodyguards for being incompetent; they had just met someone too abnormal.

Anyone in front of her would probably have ended up the same.

Of course.

Lan Peizhi probably didn’t mean any harm; she likely did it as a cautionary measure.

"Is there something important that you needed to come in person for?"

Jiang Chen changed the subject.

"Geng Long is being investigated."

Jiang Chen’s heart stirred, "Is it related to the Yanbian Killer?"

Lan Peizhi nodded, "It’s likely his doing, but getting Haojiang police station to pin the crime on him is probably impossible."

Jiang Chen contemplated and then sighed, "I didn’t expect him to hate me that much, I don’t recall offending him that severally."

Lan Peizhi looked at him, her tone neutral: "Perhaps some people don’t realize just how hateful they can be."

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh, showing some self-awareness.

"Don’t forget, even if he hates me, it’s because of you."

"Should I deal with him?"

The notion was shocking.

Blood Guanyin, known for her ruthlessness, used a tone of negotiation.

Jiang Chen seemed unaware of his privilege, shaking his head.

"This is a matter between men."

A matter between men.

How domineering.

Lan Peizhi truly didn’t say anything more.

"You’ve been quite close with Miss He recently."

Jiang Chen froze, then defensively hardened his expression, "You monitor others and that’s fine, but even me? Can’t you give me some personal space?"

Lan Peizhi slightly furrowed her brow, feeling something off about his words.

"Say that again."

Jiang Chen coughed lightly, immediately caving, "Alright, I actually don’t need personal space either."

Lan Peizhi’s brow relaxed, but soon furrowed again.

Jiang Chen had already stood up and walked to the liquor cabinet, keeping a safe distance, "What would you like to drink? The coffee here is quite good..."