As he walked into the room, Dong Haize's eyes instantly turned fierce. He had been in the feng shui business for many years, but never had he been extorted like this.
Knowing this place was no longer safe, with soone as unscrupulous as Old Lin, there was every chance he would sell him out with a re flip of the hand.
Quickly stuffing all his belongings into a backpack, Dong Haize picked up the hotel pen and wrote a few lines on a napkin, leaving it on the table.
Then he climbed out of the hotel balcony window. His room was on the second floor, not too high.
For soone like Dong Haize, it was a piece of cake.
At the mont, neither the front nor the back doors of the hotel were secure; soone could be secretly watching. He had to find another way out.
"The black market there is unreliable. As soon as I sold a gold sphere, soone ca looking for . The remaining gold spheres probably can't be sold in Gamuzhe City anymore. I have to leave quickly."
As he landed, Dong Haize had already made up his mind.
Even if it ant riding a tractor, he had to leave Gamuzhe City imdiately. Once he reached the next city, he would figure out how to sell the remaining gold spheres.
In any case, he couldn't stay in Gamuzhe City any longer, or else his life could be in grave danger.
Looking back at his room window, Dong Haize sneered coldly in his mind: "Old Lin, you better not dare betray , or you'll end up dead."
...
In front of the youth hostel.
Not long after, a motorcycle arrived with Zheng Bin astride it.
He rushed over as soon as he got news from Old Lin about the owner of the gold spheres.
If he could retrieve the gold spheres, he could report back to Xu Changming and the others. Otherwise, he faced certain death.
"Old Lin, are you sure this is the place?" Zheng Bin asked as he got off the bike.
Old Lin, smoking a cigarette, slapped his chest and said, "Don't worry, I saw the person go in with my own eyes. I even found out the room number for you, Room 207 on the second floor. You can't miss it."
"Reliable. Here's a thousand, take it, as cigarette money."
Zheng Bin took out a thousand from his wallet and handed it over, then headed directly into the hotel.
Old Lin's eyes lit up. Although he had extorted 250,000 from Dong Haize, money was never too much.
Making a thousand was a good deal.
As a tour guide, sotis Old Lin didn't even make a thousand in a week.
Pocketing the money, Old Lin followed gleefully. Double dipping was just too satisfying.
The two rushed to the second floor, and at Room 207, Zheng Bin kicked the door open. The password-locked door couldn't withstand his kick and exploded open.
Seeing this, Old Lin was instantly shocked. He couldn't understand how Zheng Bin had beco so aggressive in just a few days.
Entering the room, it was completely empty, showing no signs of occupancy.
After checking the bathroom and under the bed, Zheng Bin looked puzzled and asked Old Lin, "Are you sure it's here?"
"Of course, I am sure. I saw him go in with my own eyes; I didn't see him co out. I was at the door the whole ti," Old Lin quickly assured.
At this mont, Zheng Bin noticed a napkin on the table.
He picked it up, and a chill ran through him as his expression turned dark and furious.
Scrawled on it was:
"Old Lin, thanks for warning that soone was after the gold spheres. As a good brother, I'll be leaving first. When I co back to Gamuzhe City, I'll definitely treat you to a drink. I've already transferred the 250,000 as a reward for tipping off about this; I couldn't leave a brother hanging, could I?"
Zheng Bin's hand tightened around the napkin, crushing it into a ball.
He hadn't expected Old Lin to betray him so brazenly.
If it were a minor issue, Zheng Bin might have just laughed it off, understanding that people are selfish by nature.
But recovering the gold spheres was a matter of life and death. If the person with the spheres escaped Gamuzhe City, Zheng Bin's mission failure was a certain death sentence.
Old Lin's actions were essentially signing his death warrant!
"Zheng Bin, what's wrong?"
Old Lin, unaware of what was happening, walked up to Zheng Bin in confusion and asked.
Seeing Zheng Bin's face turn pale, he intended to offer so fake comfort.
But then, in the next mont, Zheng Bin reached out and choked Old Lin, lifting him off the ground.
"Zheng Bin! What are you doing? Let down!" Old Lin was shocked; he didn't expect Zheng Bin to be so strong.
The grip left him unable to breathe.
"Old Lin, you dared to betray for 250,000! You've dood , you know that! You bastard!"
In his rage, Zheng Bin smashed Old Lin against the wall, breaking his ribs with a punch.
Old Lin felt excruciating pain in his lungs; a sweet taste surged up from his throat, spilling out through his mouth.
Punch after punch after punch!
Zheng Bin kept punching wildly, crushing Old Lin's chest into a mangled ss. Only when Old Lin stopped breathing did he finally let go.
"Damn it." Kicking Old Lin's face in, Zheng Bin left angrily.
Soon, the window opened, and the figure of Wang Longhu climbed in from outside.
"This guy was really ruthless. No way an ordinary person could have that kind of strength. He's absolutely connected to the murderer from a while back."
Wang Longhu muttered to himself, realizing that keeping a watch on Zheng Bin had been the right decision.
As long as he kept an eye on this guy, he was sure to follow the trail and find the mastermind behind Zheng Bin.
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