Strongest Soldier King

"Boom!" Two grenade-like objects rolled in through the crack of the door, rolling continuously on the floor, emitting blue smoke—it was tear gas. Luo Zheng was shocked and quickly gestured to Lan Xue. Lan Xue understood and ran towards the opposite window, trying to open the glass window for ventilation. Luo Zheng aimed at the door as if facing a great enemy.

Soon, two more tear gas canisters were thrown in, the room was filled with thick smoke, and visibility instantly became very low. Luo Zheng was greatly surprised, knowing it was bad, and fired at the rear window. One window's ventilation was not enough to disperse the thick smoke. Luo Zheng felt a strong irritation in his eyes, nose, and other mucous membranes. Tears kept falling, and he coughed continuously, unable to stop sneezing. It was unbearable, and he was greatly shocked—these were volatile bromine tear gas canisters.

This type of tear gas can be deadly after a long time. Luo Zheng's face turned grim, and he covered his face with his clothes, shouting loudly, "Quick, use a wet towel."

The glass window was shattered, and a large amount of wind blew in, causing the thick smoke to spread all over the room with nowhere to dissipate. Luo Zheng was very frustrated, suddenly sensing the smoke moving towards the door, knowing the door had opened. He couldn't see clearly, so he guessed the direction and fired randomly.

"Puff puff puff!" Suddenly, there was a dense gunfire at the door, very quiet, also outfitted with suppressors. The bullets hit the corner of the wall, dust flying, and ricocheting bullets all over. Luo Zheng was greatly surprised and quickly retreated to avoid them, bumped into a sofa, flipped over it, and continued shooting by feel from behind the sofa.

The thick smoke obscured the vision. Vaguely, Luo Zheng felt several figures coming in. These people seemed not to fear the tear gas, likely wearing masks. A huge sense of danger enveloped him. Luo Zheng did not dare to slack off and kept shooting at suspicious targets.

At this moment, Lan Xue rushed out of the bathroom, covering her face with a wet towel. The bathroom was near the window; the window glass was broken, and a large amount of wind blew in, pushing the smoke toward the doorway. There was no smoke at the bathroom door. Lan Xue widened her eyes to see clearly and spotted three flickering figures. Luo Zheng's situation was very critical, which greatly shocked her, and she quickly shot at the targets.

"Puff puff puff!" Three bullets precisely hit one target, the target fell, and the remaining two panicked and retreated. The guns in their hands kept firing as they withdrew, quickly rushing out of the room.

Lan Xue angrily chased up, only to find the two already rushing towards the fire escape. Her face turned stern, she threw away the wet towel and continued the pursuit while saying through the earpiece, "Two targets ran for the fire escape. I'm chasing. Are you okay?"

"Be careful, I'm fine." In the room, Luo Zheng kept coughing, stumbling towards the window. His tears fell like an open tap, but felt better with the wind blowing. Luo Zheng shook his stunned head and, seeing a bathroom nearby, hurried in to wash his eyes with water.

After a while, Luo Zheng's eyes felt somewhat better. He stepped out of the bathroom to see that the smoke in the room had dissipated. Two dead bodies lay on the ground, one wearing a mask, the other the target he had been searching hard for. Luo Zheng was greatly surprised, rushing forward to find the other party with wide-open eyes, already lifeless.

"Damn it." Luo Zheng was furious—the hard work was in vain, biting his steel teeth tightly with anger.

"Security is coming up, run." Lan Xing's voice rang in his ears.

A homicide had occurred; staying would be hard to explain. Luo Zheng quickly got up, grabbed his phone on the table, and ran outside, heading down the fire escape while asking, "How's it over at your sister's side?"

"After I hacked the surveillance, the hotel is rebooting the system, unable to see for now." Lan Xing quickly said.

"Xue Er, what's the situation?" Luo Zheng hurriedly asked while rushing down the stairs, almost jumping down each floor, nimble like a Monkey, with lightning speed.

"Took down one, another ran out of the hotel, heading for the back door, in pursuit." Lan Xue said in a deep voice.

Luo Zheng quickly charged down, halfway, a masked corpse lay at the stair corner, similar to the dead in the room. Luo Zheng squatted, took off the mask and saw it was an Oriental person, guessed to be a Death Soldier from the Song family, immediately took a photo with his phone, and continued charging down.

Reaching the first floor of the hotel, Luo Zheng came out of the fire escape. To avoid suspicion, Luo Zheng slowed his pace slightly, blending with the bustling lobby, as if unaware of the incident, crossing the lobby, heading for the back door, and continued the chase on the street, asking, "Xue Er, what's the situation now?"

"They had support, got away." Lan Xue's voice sounded in his ears, frustrated.

Luo Zheng's face turned cold, angrily walking forward a distance, saw Lan Xue returning. After meeting, Luo Zheng glanced at the wound on Lan Xue's shoulder. The bullet was blocked by the tight-fitting clothes, which had good bulletproof results. Although it was shot from close range, it only grazed the skin, no big issues.

"These bastards." Luo Zheng angrily said, a cold murderous aura burst forth. Lan Xue's injury made Luo Zheng want to find Song Tao and beat him up.

"You're here, where's the target?" Lan Xue asked urgently. The target concerned family vengeance, and Lan Xue was very concerned.

"Dead." Luo Zheng said angrily, biting his steel teeth, feeling sorry for Lan Xue.

"Dead?" Lan Xue looked at Luo Zheng in surprise, seeing Luo Zheng's painful expression, sighed helplessly, and said, "Dead is dead. You don't have to feel guilty. At least one thing is clear, this is indeed related to the Song family. Even if the target confessed the truth, without evidence, it's the same. His life or death is no longer important."

"You don't have to comfort me. I was careless this time, never expected another group. Such a clever setup, this is typical of Song Tao's style." Luo Zheng said angrily.

"Sorry to interrupt, but why does what you two are talking about seem related to me? The Beijing Lan family is my family, isn't it? Sis, what's going on?" Lan Xing's voice sounded in his ears, with some suspicion and anxiety.

"We'll talk when we get back." Lan Xue replied, looking at Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng nodded, took off his coat, and draped it over Lan Xue. Her back shoulder was already stained with blood, without cover it would arouse suspicion. He said, "Didn't expect all this to be in vain. Let's quickly get back to the Gambling City. I have a feeling Song Tao is in the Gambling City. Over there, we don't need to follow domestic laws. Find him, and torture him for answers. I don't believe he won't talk."

"Alright, let's do it." Lan Xue was completely furious too. Family vengeance is no small matter. Once confirmed to be related to the Song family, Lan Xue would certainly not be polite to them. As a descendant, this has to be done regardless of evidence.