darknovel Chapter 234 Lin Zhou: For your sake, I must nip this in the bud.
Chapter 234 Lin Zhou: For your sake, I must nip this in the bud.
The roar of the engine shattered the silence of the early morning.
The black bulletproof SUV roared out of the winding mountain road like a completely berserk beast.
Lin Zhou leaned back in the spacious back seat.
He gazed quietly through the car window, which was covered with dark shatterproof film, at the suburban villa that was gradually disappearing into the distance.
The lights in the master bedroom on the second floor were particularly dazzling at the edge of the transition between night and dawn.
He knew that Su Qingge must still be standing barefoot behind that window, watching him leave with red eyes.
"sorry."
Lin Zhou silently recited a sentence in his heart.
Then, he resolutely withdrew his gaze, severing all traces of tenderness from his eyes.
What replaced it was an unyielding coldness and desolation.
For your sake, mother and daughter, I must eliminate the threat completely.
Only the blood of those assassins can completely wash away the sword of Damocles hanging over the Lin family.
Outside the car window, the dazzling neon lights of Beijing flashed past like ribbons of light.
This bustling steel jungle, however, exuded a chilling aura in Lin Zhou's eyes at this moment.
The driver in the front row, a suicide squad member, steadily gripped the steering wheel, breaking the deathly silence in the carriage with utmost respect.
"Master, news has arrived from West Mountain Fortress."
"With Butler Chen personally leading the team, the young mistress and the little princess have been safely brought into the highest-level underground security zone."
"They have independent life support systems and blast-proof armor. Unless tactical bunker buster bombs are used, even a god couldn't harm them in the slightest."
Lin Zhou nodded slightly, his tense jawline finally relaxing a little.
"it is good."
"Pass on my direct order: make sure the brothers are on their best."
As Lin Zhou spoke, he expertly checked the safety of the Browning pistol on his back waist.
"During the time I was away from the country, I did not allow any unfamiliar faces to approach within 500 meters of Xishan Fortress."
"No need to ask for instructions or issue warnings."
"Shoot him dead on the spot."
"Yes, ma'am!" the driver answered loudly without hesitation.
Half an hour later, at Beijing Capital International Airport.
The highest-level private VIP helipad was brightly lit.
A Gulfstream G650ER private jet, entirely black and without any civil aviation markings, has started its twin engines.
The deafening roar of the massive turbines was deafening.
Lin Zhou, carrying an extremely inconspicuous black travel bag, strode up the gangway amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the ground crew.
There are no luxurious entertainment facilities inside the cabin.
It has been completely transformed into a mobile tactical command center for the Lin family's overseas intelligence network.
"Young Master Lin, the top-secret international flight route has been cleared and is ready for takeoff at any time," the captain reported over the intercom.
"Take off immediately."
Lin Zhou casually tossed his travel bag onto the large leather sofa.
He unbuttoned the collar of his tactical jacket, walked to the bar, and poured himself a glass of strong liquor with ice.
It is accompanied by an extremely strong feeling of being pushed back.
The Gulfstream airliner, like a black sword, pierced the sky in an instant.
It violently pierced through the thick clouds and hurtled toward the North American continent across the ocean.
Inside the cabin, three huge high-definition LCD tactical screens lit up simultaneously.
The deep blue light shone on Lin Zhou's cold and stern face, which resembled that of a demon.
In the center of the screen was Old Chen's old face, which was full of solemnity and fatigue.
"Young Master, the overseas intelligence network has just sent back the latest information on that rat's movements."
Old Chen's voice came through an encrypted satellite channel without any delay, carrying a strong sense of murderous intent.
"explain."
Lin Zhou tilted his head back and drank the iced wine in his glass in one gulp, his Adam's apple bobbing, his gaze sharp as a knife.
With Lao Chen's remote operation, a large amount of extremely complicated English documents and several blurry, secretly taken photos immediately appeared on the screen.
"This mad dog named Poison Wolf has reached a level of abnormal counter-surveillance capabilities."
"After leaving China and arriving in North America, he changed six perfectly convincing fake passports and eventually disappeared in the Nevada desert."
"But just half an hour ago."
Old Chen pointed to one of the extremely dim infrared surveillance screenshots, and his voice suddenly rose.
"Our high-ranking informant, planted in the underground black market, has captured his unique biological characteristics!"
The background of the photo is deep within Las Vegas's most famous, sleepless city.
A luxurious underground casino called "Black Swan".
In the screenshot, a tall white man wearing a black leather eye patch is seen with his arms around two scantily clad blonde women, swaggering towards the VIP area of the casino.
That strikingly bright blue right eye exuded undisguised arrogance and cruelty.
It was the same ultimate executioner who stole the USB drive in the heavy rain seven years ago!
"Black Swan Casino?" Lin Zhou narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, his slender fingers gently tapping the edge of the bar.
"That's right, this is the core business of 'Blood Skull,' the largest gang in the area."
Old Chen's tone became extremely serious.
"On the surface, it's a money-making den that rakes in money every day, but behind the scenes, it's the largest underground money laundering center and black market intelligence trading network in North America."
"The wolf didn't flee there for pleasure."
"He was most likely meeting securely with higher-ups in the K organization, or handing over top-secret intelligence he had brought from China."
Lin Zhou stared at the one-eyed man on the screen, whose eyes gleamed with a cruel, cold light.
This eye.
Seven years ago, on that torrential rainy night, he coldly watched his parents struggle in agony amidst the flames.
This eye.
Yesterday afternoon, outside the kindergarten, he stared intently at his most precious daughter like a venomous snake!
"He chooses not the path to heaven, but insists on barging into the gates of hell."
Lin Zhou's lips curled into a cruel, cold smile.
He drew his Browning pistol with remarkable skill in his right hand, twirling it with his fingertips in a dazzling display.
"Uncle Chen, get the people in the North American branch moving."
"Send all the architectural blueprints, internal firepower layout diagrams, and evacuation routes of the Black Swan Casino to my terminal."
"By the way, please prepare a generous 'greeting gift' for this old friend."
Old Chen nodded heavily on the other side of the screen.
Then, he gave instructions with great concern.
"Young Master, since Poison Wolf dares to brazenly hide in Blood Skull's territory, there must be a large force lying in ambush inside."
"Do not linger in the fight. Once you have the intelligence and identified the mastermind, retreat immediately! The support team will be on standby outside!"
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Lin Zhou decisively cut off the video communication.
The cabin instantly fell into a deathly silence, with only the faint hum of the plane's engines remaining.
Lin Zhou leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.
His consciousness instantly sank into the system panel deep within his mind.
[Ding—The Reputation Points Pool is now open.]
The system's cold, mechanical voice responded immediately.
"Open the combat skill exchange shop," Lin Zhou silently recited in his mind.
The light screen switched instantly.
A row of top-tier killing skills, flashing with dangerous red light and representing the pinnacle of individual human combat power, appeared before his eyes.
[Would you like to spend 100,000 points to redeem the top-tier skill: Gun Master (proficient in the principles and ballistic prediction of all light and heavy weapons worldwide)?]
"Exchange it." Lin Zhou said without hesitation.
[Should I spend 200,000 points to exchange for the top-tier skill: Ultimate Close Combat Technique (a fusion of Krav Maga, Systema, and one-hit kill techniques)?]
"exchange."
[Should I spend 150,000 points to redeem the passive skill: Battlefield Crisis Intuition (extreme danger prediction and reflex speed)?]
"Exchange all of them."
This is accompanied by the frenzied burning of massive amounts of points.
The massive and extremely sophisticated killing techniques, like surging magma, instantly poured into Lin Zhou's limbs and bones!
His muscle fibers are remodeling, and his nerve reflexes are surging.
In just a few minutes, he had completely transformed into a humanoid killing machine that was so precise and flawless!
Thirteen hours later.
The plane's violent turbulence woke Lin Zhou from his rest with his eyes closed.
"Young Master Lin, we have arrived over McCarran International Airport in Las Vegas and are preparing to land."
With a loud screeching sound as the landing gear touched the runway, the Gulfstream came to a steady stop on the private tarmac.
The hatch opened.
It completely obscured those eyes that had transformed into the eyes of death.
He carried his travel bag, wore tactical boots, and walked down the gangway at a leisurely pace.
The blinding sunlight poured down relentlessly onto the exotic airport runway.
In the distance lies that decadent, decadent city, a sinful city built with countless sums of money, blood, and desire.
Lin Zhou had just stepped out of the glass sensor door of the VIP passage.
A wildly aggressive, all-black Ford Raptor pickup truck with a heavily modified exhaust pipe came to a steady stop in front of him, accompanied by a screeching sound of brakes.
The car door opened.
A lean, middle-aged Asian man wearing a floral shirt walked quickly down the street.
He cautiously glanced around at his surroundings out of the corner of his eye.
He then walked up to Lin Zhou, bowed his head with utmost respect, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
"North American branch head, codename 'Lone Wolf,' pays his respects to the head of the family!"
Without wasting any words, Lin Zhou reached out and opened the passenger door of the pickup truck.
"Is everything I asked for ready?"
The lone wolf immediately turned around.
He took a heavy, silver, explosion-proof briefcase from the back seat and handed it to Lin Zhou with both hands very steadily.
"Go home, Lord. Everything is here, and no one has noticed."
"Two million US dollars in anonymous high-stakes chips, two Glock 19s modified by top gunsmiths on the black market, and one hundred specially made armor-piercing rounds."
"And the Blood Skull Black Swan Casino, the highest level VVIP pass."
The lone wolf swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.
"Let's go."
Lin Zhou lowered the car window a crack, letting the scorching desert wind blow through his black hair.
A chilling, deathly curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Let's go to the Black Swan Casino."
"The game has officially begun in a foreign land."