Return of the King, Chapter 739: 728: Infiltration

Chapter 739: Chapter 728: Infiltration

This was a small rest room, only about ten square ters, furnished with a bed, a TV, and an electric fan—nothing more.

The fan was covered in dust, indicating it hadn’t been used in quite so ti, though the bedding was rather clean.

Song Yun flipped over, lay on the bed, and then pulled the quilt over himself.

Soon, while several people were engrossed in gambling and not paying attention to Song Yun, the window next to the little room cracked open slightly.

A faint sound of friction ca from the window, then quickly disappeared.

In an unoccupied corner on the second floor, Song Yun’s figure slowly erged.

Then, like any ordinary white-collar worker, he approached the nearby staircase.

As for why not take the elevator, Song Yun naturally had his considerations. If he actually needed to kill Wang Billion in this building, he’d definitely need to find a good escape route first, and taking the elevator was the dumbest thod, since all soone would need to do was shut off the main power and you’d be trapped like a turtle in a jar, completely at their rcy. The stairs, without a doubt, were the best choice for escape.

Song Yun climbed up layer by layer, directly avoiding places with video surveillance, then continued upwards. When encountering people, Song Yun would smile and nod a greeting. There were just too many staff mbers in this building, so Song Yun was confident not all would recognize him.

Indeed, just as Song Yun thought, when he greeted others, they greeted him back.

In this way, he made his way to the upper floors.

Then, Song Yun was stopped by a glass door.

To enter, a card was needed, and Song Yun had none!

“This door likely leads to where the real elites of this building gather!” Song Yun thought to himself.

Under normal circumstances, Song Yun could easily break through such a glass door with one punch, but obviously, that wasn’t an option now. If he wanted to continue upstairs, he’d have to get past this glass door, and montarily, Song Yun was at a loss.

Perhaps heaven was helping Song Yun.

Just as Song Yun hesitated, a few young people walked out from a nearby elevator and headed towards the glass door.

Song Yun almost instantly found a hiding spot as the elevator opened.

These young people had a hint of arrogance on their faces. Each of them was dressed remarkably and exuded a unique aura—these were probably Wang Billion’s elite subordinates.

One young man pulled out a card and swiped it on the glass door, which then opened swiftly.

“Everyone go on in, save the hassle of swiping the cards individually.” The young man said as he held the glass door open to prevent it from closing.

The few people behind him entered, laughing and talking.

Taking advantage of the last second before the door closed, Song Yun blocked the door and followed closely behind.

After passing through the glass door and navigating several corners, Song Yun found before him a large hall, artificially divided into about twenty sections, each part reasonably large, resembling office areas. There sat n and won of distinguished appearance, so drinking coffee and chatting while others were staring at their computers, which displayed various types of professional terminology that overwheld Song Yun.

“Hey Liu, did you see the person beside Mr. Wang?” a woman’s voice caught Song Yun’s attention.

Song Yun leaned closer to listen.

A man replied, “I saw him, his face is purple and truly frightening. And have you seen him smile? It sends chills down my spine every ti he does, so scary. I don’t know who that person is, but Mr. Wang values him so much; he follows him everywhere.”

“Yeah, I feel the sa, so terrifying,” the woman who initially spoke said. “Also, did you notice he has a strange scent about him, like so herbal dicine?”

“Right, I’ve noticed the sll too. Sigh, I don’t know what’s going on, but lately I feel that Mr. Wang and his people have been much more tense,” the man sighed.

Hearing this, Song Yun frowned.

One person suddenly ca to his mind.

Ghost King.

Song Yun wasn’t familiar with the Ghost King, who might not possess high martial power, but his true magic laid in his mastery over poisonous insects! Moreover, he seed to have connections with the RB side and could perform so illusionary tricks.

It might sound far-fetched—after all, insects couldn’t have emotions and wouldn’t ordinarily obey soone. But Ghost King had turned conventional thinking on its head. The poisonous insects he controlled acted like extensions of his own limbs; wherever he pointed, various deadly creatures would obey him! Qingluan once said that if the Ghost King used all his tricks, perhaps even Kunpeng would suffer a disadvantage, which said a lot about his fearso capabilities.

These insects were not only deadly toxic but also incredibly discreet. A mosquito-sized one could bite you and you’d be dead in no ti, and not even “Sixgod” repellant would help. These elusive and lethal creatures were sothing no one would want to encounter.

Unexpectedly, the Ghost King was now guarding Wang Billion’s side. It seed like soone high up had arranged for this!

While Song Yun thought about this, he walked into a nearby n’s restroom, waiting for an opportunity.

When everyone around was busy, Song Yun ca out.

From this point to Wang Billion’s office office was quite close, around five floors up, with no obstructions in the middle— it seed the glass door was the last barrier.

Due to the constant need to avoid detection and navigate obstacles, Song Yun had expended a lot of energy and decided not to stop on each floor and climbed directly to the top.

A huge wooden door appeared before Song Yun.

This door was carved with dragon patterns and gilded with a layer of gold on the dragons, their eyes made of cat’s eye stones, dazzling in their allure.

The material of this wooden door was extrely valuable and rare, and Song Yun estimated that just this door alone would be worth millions.

“Such extravagance!” Song Yun marveled. Although the Shura Alliance also had money, they couldn’t afford to spend millions on just a door.

Song Yun gently touched the door, which was locked from the inside, leaving Song Yun unable to see through as he wasn’t capable of X-ray vision, so he was helplessly blocked outside.

But this couldn’t stop Song Yun.

He pulled out an audio receiver from his chest—a device used by secret agents, capable of picking up sounds through twenty centiters of concrete, like the sound of urine hitting the toilet.

Placing the audio receiver on the door, and earbuds in his ears, Song Yun imdiately began to hear voices from inside.