darknovel Chapter 232 Following the Clues, Lin Zhou Travels Alone Overseas
Chapter 232 Following the Clues, Lin Zhou Travels Alone Overseas
"Book me the next available flight to an overseas destination."
"I'm going to meet this old friend."
In the dark and cold basement, as soon as Lin Zhou finished speaking, Old Chen's face turned deathly pale.
Even when faced with a business battle worth hundreds of billions, the head butler of the Lin family remained unfazed. At this moment, he rushed forward without any hesitation and grabbed Lin Zhou's wrist tightly.
His hands, covered in age spots, trembled violently, and his eyes were filled with extreme fear and pleading.
"Young Master! You mustn't!"
Old Chen's voice was almost cracking, filled with a strong sob.
"A son of a wealthy family should not sit under a dangerous roof! You are now the only heir of the Lin family in the entire capital, and the supreme head of the Lin conglomerate!"
"How could you risk such a dangerous life for a lowly assassin!"
In his haste, Old Chen knelt down on one knee on the cold cement floor once more.
He stood firmly in front of Lin Zhou.
"That poison wolf is a complete madman! Las Vegas is a paradise for those outlaws; the underbelly there is incredibly murky!"
"This old servant has three thousand battle-hardened Shadow Assassins under his command. With just your order, this old servant will dispatch his elite mercenary squad overseas and bring back that one-eyed man's head!"
"Young master, I beg you, please don't go!"
Lin Zhou looked down at Old Chen kneeling before him.
He didn't get angry, but his eyes were as cold as a statue of a god of death without any emotion.
"Uncle Chen, don't you understand?"
Lin Zhou slowly squatted down, his deep peach blossom eyes surging with a chilling killing intent.
"Three thousand elite soldiers could easily crush a Poison Wolf."
"But if we mobilize a large force, and alert the K organization's higher-ups, they will immediately realize that the Lin family is taking action."
"They'll sever the poison wolf's supply line instantly, like a gecko shedding its tail, and might even kill him before you can!"
Lin Zhou extended his slender fingers and calmly ejected the magazine from the Browning pistol, inspecting the gleaming yellow bullets.
"Poison Wolf is just a knife in someone else's hand."
"Killing the knife is pointless. What I want is the hand that holds it!"
Lin Zhou deftly pushed the magazine back into the chamber, producing a crisp metallic clang.
"This blood debt, which lasted for seven years, was paid for by my parents with their lives."
"I must personally extract the name of the K organization's mastermind from that one-eyed man's mouth!"
"No one can stop me."
Hearing Lin Zhou's resounding words, Old Chen closed his eyes in despair.
He knew that the young master had the same kind of madness in him as Lin Zhenguo, who was determined to achieve his goals.
Once he makes up his mind, not even nine oxen could pull him back.
"But young master...you're going alone..."
Old Chen wanted to make one last desperate attempt.
Lin Zhou stood up abruptly, interrupting him without any hesitation.
"Execute the order, Uncle Chen."
"Don't forget, besides being the head of the Lin family, I am also a man who must protect my wife and daughter. If this cancer isn't removed, Qingge and Nuonuo will forever live in fear."
Old Chen lowered his head dejectedly, tears streaming down his face.
"This old servant...yes."
He gritted his teeth, stood up, and turned around with heavy steps to arrange the secret shipping route to overseas.
Watching Old Chen's departing figure, Lin Zhou took a deep breath.
Standing alone in the cold basement, he subtly activated the long-dormant system in his mind.
"System, bring up my personal panel."
[Ding—Host's personal panel has been expanded.]
A deep blue holographic screen, visible only to Lin Zhou, instantly appeared before his eyes.
Lin Zhou's gaze skipped over the skill bars related to music and film, and stared intently at the bottom [Reputation Points Pool].
During this period, he has been wielding considerable influence in the Chinese entertainment industry, holding the titles of "New King of Singers" and "Head of Starry Sky Media".
After completely destroying Dynasty Entertainment, his reputation across the internet reached an astronomical and terrifying level.
That long string of points was enough for him to squander freely in the system's shop.
"Open the combat skill exchange shop."
Lin Zhou silently recited in his heart.
The light screen switched instantly, revealing rows of top-tier killing skills flashing with dangerous red light.
From [Firearms Mastery] to [Ultimate Combat Skills], and then to [Battlefield Crisis Intuition].
Everything is available.
Lin Zhou did not exchange the money immediately.
He simply added these top-tier skills to the system's quick exchange bar in advance, ensuring that he could instantly transform into an invincible Asura War God within 0.1 seconds should he encounter any sudden danger.
This is his greatest source of confidence to go alone and strike at the heart of the enemy's territory.
"K Organization, wash your necks and wait."
After half an hour.
Lin Zhou had already changed into his new outfit in the dressing room on the first floor.
He took off his light gray sweatshirt, which had a homey feel to it.
He changed into an extremely understated, all-black tactical jacket made of waterproof fabric that could absorb friction noise to the greatest extent possible.
The lower half of her body was a pair of loose yet extremely durable black cargo pants.
He was wearing a pair of silent tactical boots used by special forces.
He concealed the fully loaded Browning pistol, along with his tactical knife, in the holster on his lower back with utmost care.
Finally, Lin Zhou picked up a black baseball cap from the entryway and put it on his head.
The wide brim of the hat was pulled down slightly.
Most of his face was instantly hidden in heavy shadows.
Only her sharp, knife-like, and chilling peach blossom eyes were visible.
At this moment, Lin Zhou no longer showed any trace of his lazy and casual fatherly demeanor.
He was like a peerless, deadly weapon that had just been tempered in blood and fully sharpened.
It exudes a cold and ruthless aura that is so striking that even a single glance is enough to make one feel pierced by its presence.
Old Chen stood at the edge of the living room, looking at the young master whose aura had undergone a complete transformation, and his heart couldn't help but pound wildly.
He handed over a very ordinary black canvas travel bag with both hands.
"Young Master, the flight path has been completely cleared."
"We didn't use the Lin family's private jet. This old servant arranged an extremely discreet false identity for you, and you flew directly to Las Vegas through underground channels. Absolutely no one will notice."
Lin Zhou took the somewhat heavy travel bag with one hand.
"Well done. While I was away, I raised the security level of West Hill Fortress to the highest level. Even if a bird flew in, I had to shoot it down."
"This old servant understands! Even if it costs me my life, I will absolutely ensure the safety of the young mistress and the little princess!"
Everything is ready.
The black armored SUV outside the door had already started its engine, emitting an extremely deep roar like a ferocious beast lurking in the night.
Lin Zhou picked up his travel bag and prepared to turn around and leave.
But his steps abruptly stopped at the entrance.
He turned his head slightly, his gaze involuntarily falling on the closed master bedroom door on the second floor.
Before this impending transnational bloodbath.
His heart, as hard as iron, finally softened at that moment.
Qingge and Nuonuo were terrified last night, and they should still be fast asleep in their room right now.
Lin Zhou didn't want to wake them.
He could bear this cruel scene of life and death alone.
But he couldn't help wanting to go up and take another look at them.
Even just a quick glance at their sleeping faces.
He etched their images into his mind.
Lin Zhou casually placed his travel bag next to the stair railing.
He tiptoed up the soft Persian carpet and quietly made his way to the second floor.
The hallway leading to the master bedroom was extremely quiet.
All that could be heard was Lin Zhou's own soft breathing.
He stood before that familiar mahogany door, took a deep breath, and tried to soften his gaze.
Long, slender fingers gently rested on the cold metal doorknob.
He pressed down with extreme care.
Try not to make any metallic clanging sounds.
A very slight muffled "click" was heard.
The door was pushed open a crack.
Lin Zhou peered through the crack in the door, just about to cast his gaze upon the large double bed.
however.
next second.
Lin Zhou's body instantly froze on the spot!
His once murderous peach blossom eyes suddenly widened, a hint of panic flashing in them.
There was no even breathing sound coming from the room.
Because Su Qingge didn't sleep at all!
The moment the door was pushed open.
Lin Zhou was shocked to see it.
Su Qingge was standing quietly less than half a meter behind the door!
She was only wearing that thin silk nightgown, without even a coat to keep warm.
Her fair and slender feet were barefoot, without slippers, on the somewhat cool wooden floor.
She seemed to have been standing there for a very long time, her whole body trembling slightly.
The first rays of morning light shone through the gaps in the curtains onto her face.
That stunningly beautiful face was completely bloodless, so pale it was heartbreaking.
Her once bright and mischievous eyes were now red and swollen.
Her eyes were brimming with glistening tears.
She did not speak.
She just stared intently at Lin Zhou's extremely cool black tactical outfit with her bloodshot eyes.
And the black travel bag he had just picked up again from the stairwell.
The air seemed to have been completely sucked out at that moment.
Lin Zhou opened his mouth, but his throat felt like it was stuffed with a big wad of dry sponge, and he couldn't make a sound.
"Where are you going...?"
Su Qingge's voice was terribly hoarse, filled with a sob, and trembled as it rang out in the deathly silent room.