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Date: October 7th
The night on Pedestrian Street was ablaze with lights, creating an atmosphere of excitement and prosperity.
Among them, Yongxing Entertainment City was even more vibrant. Despite the recent shooting incident involving Yongxing Society, it had little effect on this place.
The crowd in the dance floor moved wildly, igniting the atmosphere. In a corner, someone was injecting something into their body, wearing an expression of ecstasy, while those around seemed unfazed.
"Ah, just a small fry, yet causing such trouble," Sun Jun complained as he watched Chen Kai embracing a stunning woman at the front desk of Yongxing Entertainment City.
Having faced a series of annoyances, he found that even his usual enjoyment of bar-hopping had diminished. Being slapped in the face by a fellow he looked down upon made him lose face and feel unable to hold his head high. The only person he could vent to was Chen Kai, who also shared disdain for that fellow.
"Brother Sun, you shouldn't dwell on this too much. Just think about it—he's lost his chance at college entrance exams. With your capabilities, I doubt you'll let him make up for it, haha. You've changed his entire life; we’ve already gained the upper hand," Chen Kai said while shamelessly flirting with the heavily made-up woman beside him.
"How about this? I'll talk to my old man and ask him to give Uncle Jiahao some support to help you get through this tough time faster. What do you think?" Chen Kai offered sincerely.
Upon hearing Chen Kai's words, Sun Jun felt a surge of hope. Although Chen Kai's family wasn't particularly wealthy, his father's position at customs meant that many businessmen had to consider his father's opinions. If he were willing to lend support, it could stabilize the situation without requiring any substantial actions.
After all, a client data leak was a significant and troublesome issue; it could either be a major crisis or just nonsense.
"Since that's the case..."
"Tsk, students still using soft drugs? I've heard about the chaos here but didn't expect it to be this severe. Places like this need to be shut down," Lin Min said as she observed the two laughing young men at the front desk and then caught sight of the disturbing scene in the corner. Anger ignited within her heart.
Why did such places have to exist right under her nose when she couldn't directly arrest anyone or shut them down?
However, recalling the clues she had recently picked up from her interrupted investigation, she suppressed her impulsive emotions for the time being.
Jin Xiangshi's death was undoubtedly unnatural. Although it might not have been directly related to that boy, it involved an extremely mysterious shadow.
During her previous private investigation into the case of a Yongxing Society member being crushed by a train, nothing significant had been discovered at the scene. However, while secretly investigating Yongxing Society's motives, she had stumbled upon some clues related to Jin Xiangshi's cause of death.
Yongxing Entertainment City couldn't escape scrutiny; she couldn't afford to lose sight of this opportunity.
After calming herself down, Lin Min began to sway her body as she pushed her way toward the dance floor, her eyes continuously scanning the surroundings.
"Ugh, just a small fry, and it has caused this much trouble." Yang Xiaoyou, who had been kicked out after receiving a thorough scolding, was feeling extremely annoyed.
He really didn't want to worry his parents or Qi Menglu and Chen Hao's parents about what was happening at school. He had his own plans and was confident that he would be fine, but they couldn't know that and would still worry.
However, recently he not only had to find ways to gradually suppress the market value of Cheng Yuanyang Shipping, allowing Nobunaga Hideyoshi to find loopholes and slowly understand the situation, but he also had to consider the issues with Yongxing Society.
After all, on Cheng Haiyun's side, no matter how extreme Sun Jun was, it was still manageable. But the uncertainties with Yongxing Society were much greater; he needed to ensure they were too occupied to focus on trivial matters.
Last time he visited Cheng Da Building, he also tested the auxiliary effects of his new equipment. It was about time to provoke Yongxing Society a bit; ideally, he wanted them to misunderstand it as an internal factional struggle within the Common Unity Party.
In terms of status and influence, Yongxing Society was not on the same level as the Common Unity Party. However, before the Radicals had fully formed, they held a simple underground power advantage in Jiangsu and Shanghai. Given their complex background, if they faced off against the Common Unity Party, they wouldn't necessarily be at a disadvantage.
Now that the Common Unity Party had indeed stepped into the limelight, there were more concerns arising from that move. As the saying goes, those without shoes are not afraid of those who wear them; street thugs could hold an advantage over ordinary people. Similarly, Yongxing Society could also hold an advantage against the Common Unity Party.
After making his decision, Yang Xiaoyou completely vanished into the shadows by the roadside.
"My lord, I have followed your orders completely. As you know, the Radicals from the Common Unity Party have been excessively unreasonable; it's not that I haven't tried hard enough."
The man who had sat in the chairman's position during the operation against Mo Wenfu was now sweating profusely as he stood before a figure clad in black.
"Hmph, I merely requested one member from the Radicals. Is it beyond your capabilities here? You don't want another antidote next time? Do you wish to experience that feeling again?" The figure in black sneered.
"My lord, please give me another chance! I will definitely capture a member of the Radicals for you." Xu Yong said anxiously, drenched in sweat. The thought of that unbearable itch made him consider ending it all.
Ever since he was captured not long ago and injected with a strange drug, he could only rely on their provided medication for relief; he was completely under their control.
"Hey, my patience is limited. You must understand that even if you die, there will be someone to take your place. We don't care who controls Yongxing Society as long as they can be useful to us." The black-clad man grinned wickedly.
The organization's power was beyond what this local thug could comprehend. Even though the Chinese Empire was in a vacuum of organizational influence, toppling an underworld group was still an easy task. However, the cost of using drugs to control important personnel was quite high; if it could be avoided, it would be best not to use them.
Just then, a commotion suddenly erupted outside the door. "Who is it? Chase! Capture him!"
Hearing the faint sounds coming from afar, Xu Yong furrowed his brows and walked over to open the door, speaking in an authoritative tone, "What happened?"
Although he appeared utterly humble in front of the figure dressed in black, at this moment, he exuded a certain leadership quality.
"Boss, a suspicious individual has made it to this level. We've already sent someone to pursue," reported a burly man at the entrance, resembling a bodyguard.
"A suspicious person?" Upon hearing this, Xu Yong's heart trembled slightly. What he was doing now was truly something that couldn't see the light of day. If his supporters found out, they would be the first to eliminate him.
"That's right. They sneaked in and seem to be looking for something. It doesn't appear to be an ordinary thief, and no common thief would dare to cause trouble here," the bodyguard replied with a serious expression.
"Chase them down! Reinforce the pursuit; you must catch them, no matter what. You are permitted to use firearms, but be mindful of noise and movement," Xu Yong commanded decisively after hearing the report.
This matter absolutely could not afford any mistakes. Externally, he could only present it as revenge against the Common Unity Party for their previous incident. He believed that his backers would be pleased with this narrative. However, if any other signs emerged, he would truly be doomed.
“Pop! Pop! Pop!”
Having completed her zombie makeup, Yang Xiaoyou swiftly moved through the shadows. Upon hearing a few muffled sounds, her heart sank.
Gunshots—gunshots with silencers.
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