“The person who killed Chen Zhuang was a killer group called ‘Yelu’!”
Among the hundreds of dense comments, this one caught Lin Ze's attention immediately. Unfortunately, the netizen who made the comment only said this, without any explanation after that, and the replies below were all like, 'Killer? Novel?
Have you read too much?', 'How do you know?' 'The name Yelu is not domineering, how about changing it to Hand of Death?' and other meaningless content.
After watching it for a while, Lin Ze exited the comment interface.
"A killer group?"
His eyes flickered, he walked to a nearby wooden bench and sat down, continuing to check other news.
After staying by the fountain for almost half an hour, Lin Ze put away his cell phone.
"It's pretty much what I thought. There is very little information about Night Kill on the Internet. It's probably because the federation has deliberately blocked relevant information."
"It seems that I can only find out for myself."
Lin Ze didn't think for too long, he quickly came up with an idea and strode out of the square.
When he came to the street outside the square, he stopped a taxi. The driver was a stout, slightly bald man. He rolled down the window and greeted enthusiastically: "Young man, where are you going?"
Lin Ze sat down in the back seat and said casually: "Is there any fun place nearby? Like a bar or something."
"Of course, there are many bars around here, including folk songs, light music, and disco bars."
Lin Ze interrupted him and said: "The kind that has special fun."
When the driver heard this, he immediately showed a knowing smile known to all men, nodded and said: "I understand, I know a place that I guarantee you will like."
More than ten minutes later, the taxi arrived outside a bar.
The bar looks ordinary from the outside, but the business is extremely busy. You can see all kinds of young people walking into the bar. The moment the glass door opens, deafening waves of music pour out from inside.
Two muscular men in vests stood at the door, scanning the crowds of people coming in and out with vigilant gazes like poisonous snakes.
"Black Beauty Bar, the most famous nightclub in this neighborhood, the girls inside are really unforgettable!" The driver chuckled, with excitement on his face, "If you don't resist, you can enjoy more exciting things inside.
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Lin Ze nodded, paid the fare, got out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the bar.
The two big men guarding the door kept their eyes on him as soon as he got out of the taxi. They looked up and down for a while before looking away to look at the others.
Lin Ze didn't care, and pushed the door open and walked into the bar. The noisy sound suddenly hit him, and a spacious and luxurious space appeared in front of him.
Countless young men and women crowded into the open space in the middle of the bar, twisting their waists and hips crazily to the heavy metal music. Their faces were full of intoxication and excitement. The waiters wearing only three o'clock clothes shuttled through the crowded space carrying soft drinks.
In the crowd, people with smiles on their faces would stretch out their hands to wipe the oil off. Occasionally, if they were successfully attacked, they would let out a coquettish scream.
Under the dazzling lights, a scantily clad girl on the high platform was making various large-scale movements around the steel pipe, eliciting bursts of excited whistles.
In the corner where the light cannot reach, you can vaguely see several pairs of figures intertwining and rising.
The entire bar was filled with an aura of luxury and decadence, and the smell of tobacco and alcohol was everywhere in the air.
Lin Ze looked around, randomly found a darker corner to sit down, and then ordered a glass of wine. While looking at the crowd dancing like crazy in the wine pool, he sipped the wine without a sip.
It can be seen from the condition of his wallet that Lin Ze's identity in this dungeon world is that of an ordinary person who is short of money. The clothes on his body are naturally very ordinary and cheap, but they cannot stand up to his excellent appearance and many experiences in the game.
He had a strange charm that was obviously different from ordinary people, so not long after he sat down, a pretty young girl walked over with her waist twisted.
"Hi, handsome guy, can you buy me a drink?" The young girl sat down unceremoniously, half of her body almost leaning against him.
"Sorry, I want to be alone." Lin Ze said calmly without even looking at the girl.
There are many girls like this in the bar, who either drink alcohol or work part-time as bartenders. Besides, he didn't come here to find women, so he certainly didn't want to compromise with them.
"Don't say that, handsome guy." The young girl pulled her little cutie down a little and said in a greasy voice. However, before she could finish her words, she was choked by Lin Ze's indifferent eyes, and her body suddenly froze in place.
After a long while, she finally regained consciousness with a slightly pale face, and without daring to say anything more, she hurriedly got up from the sofa and stumbled away.
After the girl left, several more women approached her with bright eyes, but without exception, they all retreated under Lin Ze's eyes.
It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that he saw a thin young man with a pale face and twinkling eyes walking over. Under the dim light, the dense pinholes on the other's arms were looming.
Seeing this scene, Lin Ze's heart moved and he knew that the person he was looking for was here.
"Brother, do you need some stimulation?" The thin young man sat down opposite Lin Ze, patted the bag on his waist, and showed his yellow teeth at him.
"I do need something." Lin Ze smiled.
The thin young man also laughed, opened the button of his bag with a snap, and said, "Which one do you need? I have it here."
"Who is your boss?" Lin Ze interrupted his introduction.
The thin young man stopped his movements with his hand, and the smile on his face completely disappeared. He frowned and said, "Brother, what do you mean?"
"Answer me." Lin Ze said calmly.
"Are you a federal plainclothes boy?" The thin young man suddenly stood up and looked at Lin Ze with cold eyes, "I advise you not to ask for trouble. Didn't your superiors tell you who is running this bar?
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Lin Ze smiled and said, "I happen to want to know who owns this bar, so you might as well just tell me."
There was a trace of anger on the face of the thin young man. Just as he opened his mouth to curse, his eyes suddenly blurred. The next second, he felt his neck tighten. Lin Ze reached out with lightning and strangled his neck like an iron hoop.
The person lifted his feet off the ground.
"Ho, ho!"
The thin young man struggled wildly, but could not break open the hands holding his neck. After a while, his face turned red due to lack of oxygen.
The light in the corner was dim, and the sound was drowned out by the deafening sound waves. For a while, no one noticed the situation here. The eyes of the thin young man went dark. Just when he was feeling desperate, an indifferent voice suddenly came from his ears.