novelDecisive killing
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Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
At the hotel...
Vincent rushed toward Qin Fen, who had just exited the car, with a flattering smile, "Back so early? I have prepared the room for you two. Please follow me."
Vincent's hotel wasn't large. It was only four stories high and there was only one nicely decorated suite.
Qin Fen took Vincent's room card and slowly walked into the room. He carefully observed the surrounding corners. The reason that Vincent proposed before was obviously a lie.
"The two of you, if there's nothing else, then..." Vincent backed out of the room, "I wish you two a happy evening."
After closing the door, Vincent utilized his three-star martial art and dashed toward the second floor.
Opened, closed, and locked the door!
Vincent did all this and quickly switched on more than a dozen surveillance cameras on the wall of the room. Every one of the cameras was connected to Qin Fen's suite.
On normal days, those that could afford to stay in hotel suites often had a lot of money on them. And oftentimes, there would be attractive women with beautiful physiques accompanying them.
Even though he could not physically touch these women, just looking at certain things would be considered enjoyable for him.
What's more, sometimes on the following day, he could look upon the general situation of those staying inside the hotel. If it was just a common businessman that was rich, he didn't mind drugging the water. When the businessman drank the powerful hypnotics, he would then play with the unconscious woman that was brought by the businessman.
As the surveillance cameras flashed, the images of the suite quickly appeared in front of Vincent's retinas.
In the room, Qin Fen was cuddling Lin Ling in his arms and sweetly watching TV. The water from the water dispenser was not touched. The complimentary cola on the table was also left untouched by the two as well.
"Don't you guys feel thirsty?" Vincent stared at Lin Ling on the screen and swallowed his saliva. Both fists subconsciously formed tightly.
Half an hour flew past, and Vincent's eyes almost ejected flames as he stared at the screen. Are the two of them stuck together?
Suddenly, Qin Fen moved
Lin Ling shifted toward the side. Qin Fen picked up two cups from the table and after carefully smelling them, walked over to the water dispenser.
Vincent happily lit a cigarette, "Kid, no matter how cunning you are, you still won't be able to escape from me."
On the screen, Qin Fen walked toward the water dispenser. He hesitated for a while, then, in the end, he put back the cups on the table and picked up the canned drink.
"Yo? Quite smart." Vincent casually puffed a ring of smoke, "In theory, canned drinks can't be drugged. But then again, it's just a theory..."
After looking at the drink thoroughly, Qin Fen once again put the canned drinks back onto the table. As he reached for the telephone on the table, he took out a card. It was the number he got from a nearby convenience store on the route back to the hotel.
Vincent could not stand to sit around casually any longer. He was as if struck by thunder. He quickly wore a set of telephone tapping devices to listen in.
"Send in two cans of your recently produced Cola. Thanks."
On the phone, Qin Fen's voice reached Vincent's ears, making the hotel owner's face change once again.
In the next second, Vincent quickly jumped up from his seat. He hurriedly opened the door, rushed out of the room, and dashed downstairs.
The muscles of Qin Fen's ears twitched, and a slight grin appeared on his face. He went to Lin Ling's side, then he reached his hand over to cover the tapping device. He softly said, "He's been tricked. All the drinking water here has been compromised."
"I am not thirsty." Lin Ling looked up at Qin Fen, "What's next?"
"Kill him." Qin Fen's brows didn't even twitch. With a calm facial expression he said, "By being cautious, there's still a possibility of slipping up. The safest will be to take care of him."
Once the objective was set, both of them stopped talking. They both leaned on each other, and quietly prepped themselves for their best performance. They needed to kill him without causing any commotion.
Shortly after, the doorbell of the suite was rung by someone.
The moment Qin Fen opened his eyes, a glimpse of cold light flashed before his eyes.
"Coming. Who is it?"
"It's me." When Qin Fen opened the door, Vincent said with a smile, "Did you just order drinks from outside? Well, I was just at the front desk, so I sent him back. These are the drinks that you wanted, right?"
"Yes." Qin Fen raised his finger and pointed to the table, "Place it there."
"Ok."
Vincent nodded and bowed, and took small steps into the room.
The opened room door slowly turned and closed. The moment it blocked the sight of the surveillance camera outside in the hallways, Vincent heard a bone-cracking sound behind him. He curiously turned to look, only to find something that he had seen during the daytime. Something was in Qin Fen's hand.
Heart! It was a beating heart.
"You..." Vincent subconsciously raised his hands to his chest.
Qin Fen casually tossed the heart into the trashcan and turned into the washroom. He still had to clean the fresh blood in his palms.
Lin Ling grabbed a box of tissue that was on the table and dashed toward Vincent's side. She took all the tissues and stuffed them into the hole on his back, temporarily blocking the fresh blood that was going to flow out.
At this point, Vincent was dead. Yet he didn't know why the two killed him.
Not long after, Qin Fen's door opened again.
Under the recording of the surveillance camera, Qin Fen and Vincent walked out of the room shoulder to shoulder until Vincent's room at the end of the hallway.
Once again he went back to the suite. Under Lin Ling's supervision, Qin Fen quickly checked every corner of the room.
Soon, more than a dozen pinhole cameras were found and destroyed by Qin Fen.
Thinking back, in the dense and messy rainforest environment, Qin Fen could easily find the camera probes set by professional personnel. Here... well, these cameras were set-up by an amateur like Vincent.
Once Qin Fen made sure there weren't any problems with the room, the two resumed their activities freely. They took turns showering then laid on top of the large-sized bed.
"It seems that someone is monitoring..." Qin Fen said softly in the ear of Lin Ling, "Probably some sort of thermal detector behind the curtains..."
Before Qin Fen finished the sentence, Lin Ling's soft and sexy body had already snuggled into Qin Fen's embrace.
"The two really seem to be in a romantic relationship."
In a room on the opposite side of the hotel, the martial artists that made inquiries to Boss Zhe during the day put down the thermal detecting telescope from his hands.
Qin Fen lied on the bed. The tension and anxiety accumulated over the day could finally be relieved. His mind was racing with thoughts. He completely forgot that there was still a woman in his arms that could drive countless men crazy.
Qin Fen was clear that in order to be able to pique Wang Hao's interest as soon as possible, he did not have the time to be like Chen Feiyu, who gained only a bit of fame in the colosseum. It would be best if he could rapidly increase his fame in the shortest amount of time possible.
The easiest way was to move into the six-star stage after defeating the five-star stage.
When a five-star warrior enters the six-star stage, if he was still able to win, he would gain a lot of attention from various powers.
For Wang Hao, who had an urgent need for the expansion of his power, as long as the background check qualified, he would be the quickest to invite.
Beating a six-star? Qin Fen got a little excited. The six-star opponent in Gruesome Madness would never be like the six-star opponent that trained in the military camp.
After all, no matter how training is conducted, both sides would only be able to perform up to a hundred percent of their capabilities. However, in a real life-or-death fight, people's concentration would far exceed that number. The real strength that was used in the fight would oftentimes far exceed normal situations.
A group of people that fights life and death battle on a daily basis... their attacks would definitely be more vicious.
Qin Fen fell asleep with these thoughts and went into the world of dreams again.
This time, it was a rare day off.
Qin Fen floated in the air, and even he felt a little strange. He was obviously having the day off, why would he be in here?
A burst of light flashed from the darkness, and when Qin Fen saw the "person" that appeared, his scalp inevitably went numb.
In this weird training space, the person he least wanted to see was the "figure of light" who had no feelings.
"You're back?"
Qin Fen looked at the figure of light worriedly. If he was requested to not connect with the real world during his operations, which might take three or five or seven days, it would raise suspicions.
The figure of light slowly raised his hand and a giant screen appeared in front of Qin Fen. It replayed Qin Fen's every battle.
"Review, conclude." The figure of light's harsh voice came, "If you wish to choose any battle, all you need to do is think slightly, and it will appear."
After saying this, the figure of light vanished from the dream space without torturing him for the first time.
Qin Fen looked at the projection screen excitedly. Before this, after every battle, he could only close his eyes and rethink the experience and result of the fights. It was inevitable that there would be gaps in his memories.
Now, he could easily see the scene of the fights, and the effect was far better than just by closing his eyes and meditating.
He quickly picked out the scene of training against the seasoned soldiers. Today, the vibe of Dragon Fist Uppercut was a little overweening. This was a good time to conclude the experience of the Dragon Fist.
In the corner of the city, two middle-aged men in black suits looked at the photos on the table solemnly.
It was a photo of the bodies of three black-shirt men who were shot and killed by Qin Fen during the day.
"Number nine did not know how to use a gun. Obviously, it wasn't his doing."
"Yes, these three people were all shot in vital places. From the photos taken from the scene, it looks like they were all killed in one shot. They did not even have time to dodge."
"Find number nine, find out who shot them, and kill them all together."
In another heavily guarded yard in the city, pictures and videos of Qin Fen's fights in Gruesome Madness were being replayed quietly over and over again.
"General, these two people's background has been through a general check."
"Read."
"These two were from the military..."
A night passed quickly.
Qin Fen opened his eyes and moved all four limbs.
Although he was unable to completely master the Dragon Fist and create his own style of Dragon Fist, after a night of watching, the gains were still remarkable.
Qin Fen knew that it wasn't an easy feat to create a personalized set of fists of his own. He wasn't super disappointed in not being able to create it.
After brushing up, they had breakfast.
The two left the hotel and went straight to Gruesome Madness. The hotel workers did not make any attempts to stop them. Yesterday, all of them received Boss Vincent's orders that these two were VIP. They were not to question their actions.
Once again arriving Gruesome Madness, Qin Fen glanced at the cars parked near the entrance.
Compared to yesterday, there seemed to be several high-end cars parked here, and it was obvious that these cars were bullet-proof.
People that were able to purchase bullet-proof cars? Qin Fen was somewhat surprised. The people with power here received news faster than expected.
"Do you still want the number forty-four?" Lisa, who was giving out plate numbers, inquired. Yesterday after work when she saw how Qin Fen and the Finger Demon Butcher fought, her impression of this ruthless youngster had drastically changed.
"Yes." Qin Fen took the plate number and went straight for the elevator that was going to the Basement First Level.
"Wait a minute..." Lisa subconsciously reminded, "That is going to the six-star's Basement First Level."
"I know." Qin Fen looked at the opening elevator door, then at Lisa and asked, "Is there any regulation that states where I can't go and fight?"
"This..." Lisa looked a little conflicted and then shook her head, "There isn't. It's just that... you have the strength of five-star, and I'm afraid that if you go there..."
"If it's allowed then all is good. Thank you for your concern."
Qin Fen took Lin Ling's hand and walked into the elevator leading to the Basement First Level as Lisa stood there astounded.
The elevator door closed for a few seconds before Lisa reacted. She hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed several familiar internal numbers, "General, the young man who killed the Devil Finger Butcher yesterday has arrived."
"He has arrived? That's great!" Ma Kaqiao had a phone in his hand. His face already filled with joy. He smoked several deep puffs of the cigar and said, "Today not only have several generals purposely sent observers, there are also generals who have come here personally just to see him."
"But..." Lisa hesitated and said, "He went to the Basement First Level."
"Basement First Level? Didn't you tell him that he went to the wrong place? That's where six-stars..."
"I have already told him..." Lisa awkwardly answered, "But he said that he wants to fight six-stars."
"I got it. You can continue working."
Ma Kaqiao hung up the phone. After holding the cigar quietly for a few seconds, he suddenly tossed the cigar onto the table and silently got up and walked toward the entrance of the elevator.
"General, you're really..."
"What else can I do? I'm going to inform General Wang and several other generals' observers. That kid savagely went into the Basement First Level to court death."
The Basement First Level's elevator opened slowly. Qin Fen took Lin Ling's hand and walked out.
Because of what happened in the morning, many audience members were still not yet present. Even the decision of the first round's battle had still not yet begun.
Several martial artists arrived early. They heard somebody approaching from behind. The moment they looked back to discover Qin Fen, all of them had strange expressions on their faces.
A few viewers who had come early to grab seats closer to the front also regarded Qin Fen like some sort of alien.
"Kid, are you in the wrong place? Here is Basement First Level, not the Basement Third Level."
"Number forty-four." Qin Fen handed the number plate to a fat man who looked at him with a surprised look, "I'm applying to fight in the arena."
The fat man didn't immediately register Qin Fen's number, but looked up at Qin Fen and said with a stern voice, "Boy, you may have come to the wrong place..."
"This is the Basement First Level, the fighting field of six-star martial artists, I'm very clear on that." Qin Fen calmly interrupted the other person, "A five-star martial artist fighting here will get a much higher income, right?"
"Yes..." The fat man sneered and said, "Unless you have a biochemical beast, the chances of winning are zero. But if you have a biochemical beast, you wouldn't be poor enough to be fighting in this arena anyway. So..."
"Register me then." Qin Fen took out the money that he had on him, "Betting is also done here right? I bet that I will win."
A few audience members nearby were stunned. Is this young man dreaming? Or has he lived enough? If he was searching for death, he didn't have to come here of all places.
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