Chapter 42: Bad Omen

  "The world is full of troubles, and once you enter it, there are many disputes! It's still the old man's words that make sense. I've only been in the provincial city for a few days, and yet I've gotten entangled in so many unnecessary disputes. It's truly a case of one misstep leading to another. I won't waste my limited time on endless scheming and infighting. Although the world can temper one's character, it's not a place where I'll stay for long. As soon as things are settled here and Zhou Lin has news, I'll leave immediately. Nothing can stop me."

  After Leixing left, Wang Chan stayed in the practice room for more than half a day, breathing and exhaling, reading classics, and even having dinner delivered directly to him. When night fell, Leixing indeed sent someone to pick him up by car and took him to a place not far from Jinhai Building, where he got off the car.

  Wang Chan had already flipped through all the information about Liu Lao San on the car, and had a certain understanding of this province's largest underworld boss. As the head of the municipal bureau's criminal police brigade, Lei Xing wanted to get a copy of someone's file from the internal database of the public security bureau, which was simply effortless, especially since Liu Lao San had already been registered in the public security bureau, with records going back three generations.

  Strolling on the street, Wang Chan became very casual after getting off the car.

  Harbin is a typical modern metropolis with a river running through the city, its architectural style blending Chinese and foreign elements, earning it the nickname "Oriental Moscow". Along the streets, one can see buildings with Russian characteristics standing tall everywhere.

  Liu Lao San's Jin Hai Lou is located on the side of the most bustling pedestrian street by the river, compared to the exotic buildings around it, the thirty-odd-story Jin Hai Lou looks rich and majestic, full of thick modern atmosphere.

  Although the sky had completely darkened, the weather was still very sultry. The city, which had absorbed enough sunlight during the day, began to slowly radiate its own massive heat. Fortunately, there was a large river winding through the side, and in the gentle breeze, it could bring a few degrees of cool water vapor, making people feel slightly cooler.

  It's still early, so Wang Chan casually found a small bar on the riverside pedestrian street, ordered a pot of clear tea, sat outside, and looked very leisurely.

  Not far from him, on the opposite side, about a thousand meters away, was the main entrance of Jinhai Building, where the flashing neon lights almost illuminated half of the street, and the eye-catching sign could be clearly seen from a distance.

  Several tall and sturdy security guards wearing black suits, holding walkie-talkies, patrolled back and forth in front of the Golden Sea Building, each with their own responsibilities. Their eyes occasionally swept over the men and women entering and exiting the building, sometimes picking up the walkie-talkie to say a few words. The fierce look in their eyes was evident, clearly these people were also hired by Liu Lao San for a high price.

  People in this line of work rely on buying and selling various intelligence information, profiteering from it, and over time, those who have suffered losses and harm are naturally not few. How can they not attract hatred? Therefore, Liu Lao San always brings his personal bodyguards with him when entering or leaving the Golden Sea Building. This Golden Sea Building is his stronghold, so its security facilities are even more stringent and comprehensive. All the security personnel are either underworld figures under his command or real retired soldiers with actual combat skills.

  China is so big, with a population of over a billion people, and every year there are countless retired soldiers, the country can't arrange jobs for all of them. So after retiring from the army, many soldiers choose to work as bodyguards for others, using the military skills they learned in the army to make a living, it's really a helpless situation.

  It was after 9 pm, and the front of Jinhai Building was bustling with cars and people. Most of them were young men and women dressed in fashion. The nightclub on the 17th floor of Jinhai Building is a very famous nightspot in the provincial city. It opens at 9 pm and closes at dawn. The facilities inside are complete and advanced, and the sound effects are stunning, attracting a large number of young people to visit every night.

  That's exactly where Wang Chan is going tonight, but he can't get in yet. Lei Xing has already found someone to go inside, and will only send a message to Wang Chan when Liu Lao San is discovered, notifying him to take action.

  When Wang Chan arrived, he already knew the general layout of Jin Hai Building from the materials. The nightclub on the 17th floor occupied an entire floor with an area of nearly 5,000 square meters. In addition to the large central dance pool, there were many luxurious private rooms and at least seven or eight secret exits. There were more than a hundred security guards patrolling around, and each room was equipped with the most advanced monitoring system.

  Although it's a public place, its defensive strength can't be underestimated. If you rush in recklessly, like a headless fly, frantically searching and bumping around, you'll definitely be caught by the numerous surveillance cameras, revealing more flaws. Therefore, Wang Chan could only wait for Lei Xing's subordinates to confirm the target before taking action, and then swiftly leave after a fatal blow within the shortest time possible.

  In June, the sky changes as quickly as a child's face. Just now it was fine, but then a cool breeze blew in and suddenly the night sky was densely clouded with dark clouds, strong winds howled, and big raindrops poured down like a deluge. The streets immediately echoed with the cries of surprise and curses from pedestrians.

  The sky was pitch black, with misty water vapor everywhere, and heavy rain pouring down. In just three to five minutes, the entire pedestrian street had disappeared from view, and the crowds of people who had been seeking shade were gradually quieting down.

  Wang Chan sat in the wine bar, quietly gazing out at the world outside through the floor-to-ceiling glass window, holding a cup of tea and occasionally taking a light sip. The whole person seemed to have fallen into a rare tranquility with this sudden heavy rain.

  The rain outside grew heavier, the sky was dark and endless. At this moment, three or four police cars broke through the rain curtain from a distance, their red lights flashing like blood in my eyes. I stared blankly as more than ten policemen rushed out of the police cars, charging into the Golden Sea Building. Less than a moment later, Wang Chan's phone on the table finally rang.

  The phone was given by Leixing, and the card was newly bought. Wang Chan picked up the phone and listened for a few sentences before stepping out of the bar, letting the heavy rain soak him to the bone in an instant. With the cover of this heavy rain, it was the best time for him to take action and kill someone.

  Three steps and two steps, taking advantage of the rain, he arrived at the side of Jinhai Building. Wang Chan did not intend to walk in through the main entrance to kill Liu Lao San, who was under close protection, so his plan was to climb up to the 17th floor from here.

  He bent his body, jumped up lightly, and Wang Chan grabbed the edge of the outer wall with both hands. With another effort, he swung his whole body like a swing, releasing his hands in mid-air, and with a sudden jerk of his waist, he landed lightly on the roof of the second floor extension.

  At this moment, a burst of voices suddenly came from downstairs, two high-powered flashlights shone through the rain and fog upwards, and two big men with umbrellas turned around from the corner of the building, who were patrolling security guards.

  As he watched the two figures fade into the distance, Wang Chan seemed to hear the two people chatting casually about the police inspection as they walked. However, their tone sounded very relaxed, without a hint of surprise or panic, apparently Liu Lao San was indeed someone who had connections in the provincial city and didn't take the police seriously.

  When the surroundings were quiet again, Wang Chan finally stood up from his hiding place on the roof, like a giant gecko, with both hands continuously grasping the gaps on one side of the building, climbing upwards at high speed, as if patrolling the palace walls, in less than three to five minutes, he had already climbed high, tens of meters above the ground.

  A heavy downpour, a pitch-black night, formed an excellent cover for his actions.

  Wang Chan's bare-handed wall-climbing skill is the Gecko Climbing Skill in martial arts, which utilizes the strength of both hands and elbows, as well as both feet and knees to climb over obstacles. However, Wang Chan has taken it a step further by using the suction force generated from his chest and abdomen to stick tightly to the wall surface. With just a slight movement of his fingers, he can move straight up or down, freely roaming about, faster than any tool could ever be.

  With one hand grasping the windowsill of a room on the 18th floor, Wang Chan landed on the balcony and looked inside through the glass sliding door. He saw two white figures entwined together on the big bed in the bedroom, a man and woman doing "that thing". He couldn't help but let out a sound of disgust, thinking to himself that this was bad luck.

  "Lei Xing said that Jin Hai Lou is a big brothel, I thought he was exaggerating, but now that I take a look, the man inside is already over 50 years old, while the woman is less than 20, no matter how you look at it, they don't seem like a married couple, nine out of ten they are some kind of people who come here?"

  He considered changing to another room's balcony, but the police had already been inside for a while and Wang Chan was afraid of delaying things. If he were to encounter the same room again, wouldn't that be even more unlucky? He didn't hesitate any longer, stretched out his hand and gently pulled, but unexpectedly the window opened with a creak, revealing a narrow gap.

  No one in this house would have thought that someone could climb to the 18th floor with bare hands, so they only closed the window but didn't draw the latch.

  A gust of cold wind blew into the room, and the couple who were embracing each other in the house suddenly felt a chill run down their spines as the cold air mixed with fine raindrops fell on them, and they immediately turned to look out the window together.

  But he only saw that one window in his room was open, and didn't see anyone's shadow. With a puzzled expression, the man's face changed, and he quickly got up from the woman's body, about to jump off the bed.

  Whoosh! Wang Chan took advantage of the opportunity and sprang into the room, his body still in mid-air, his limbs splayed out like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep. Before the man could even see his face clearly, Wang Chan's hand had already struck the side of his neck, knocking him unconscious.

  Immediately, both feet landed on the ground, and with a slap on the neck of the woman who was about to let out a loud, trumpet-like scream, she fell onto the big bed, her body sprawled out, two naked bodies **in an empty space.

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