Chen Fan walked around the Cloud Top Building holding a Jian Bing Guo Zi.
The building wasn't very tall, only about eleven or twelve stories.
However, as he had thought before, Fei Zheng'en must have realized something. The entrance was heavily guarded by security personnel, who eyed everyone coming and going.
When a passerby got too close to the entrance, they were harshly scolded and driven away.
From some of the windows, Chen Fan could see people deliberately observing anyone who approached.
The security was quite tight.
As for public business, it had long since ceased.
Moreover, within nearby buildings, Fei Zheng'en might have had his informants.
According to the information from Ye Cheng, Fei Zheng'en should be on the highest floor of the club, where all surveillance equipment had been shut down. His exact room was unknown.
Undoubtedly, Fei Zheng'en had his own capable agents.
Chen Fan didn't act immediately. He found a place nearby and waited for over half an hour before silently circling around a restaurant on the north side of the Cloud Top Building and reaching its north face.
After a team of patrolling security guards passed, he ran a short distance along the building's wall and then scaled it.
Like a gecko, his palms pressed against the wall, and he climbed up swiftly.
This ability was beyond ordinary imagination.
There were no windows on the second floor of this side. He reached the third floor, tore away a security grate, shattered the window, and entered the third floor.
Behind the window was an office, empty of people. As Chen Fan rolled inside, he immediately sprang up, opened the door, and looked out.
This appeared to be a bathhouse, with private rooms lining both sides of the corridor.
At both ends of the corridor stood two security guards, holding electric batons. Their waists were bulging, effectively blocking the hallway.
Chen Fan watched these two groups and then suddenly flashed his body.
Like a ghost, he left the office and moved to the door of a room diagonally opposite.
A security guard saw a fleeting figure and rubbed his eyes.
Chen Fan's speed was so great that the guard thought he was hallucinating.
After a slight hesitation, he grasped his electric baton and walked towards the middle of the corridor where Chen Fan was.
His partner followed.
The two security guards on the opposite side remained still but directed their attention over.
Chen Fan hid behind the door.
When the two security guards reached this side, one placed his hand on the doorknob and turned it, while the other remained standing in the corridor.
There was no exchange, and the door was opened.
The guard who opened the door peeked inside, saw no one, and walked in.
After walking a few meters inside, the door suddenly closed by itself.
The guard was startled, abruptly turned his head, and saw Chen Fan standing behind the door.
Before he could make a sound, Chen Fan raised his hand. The guard's vision went black, and he lost consciousness.
The security guard fell to the ground without making a sound.
Chen Fan lowered his voice and said, "Come in and take a look, there's a problem with the window."
"What kind of problem could there be? Did someone really get in? No one below alerted us..."
The security guard outside sneered and pushed the door open.
As soon as the door opened, half of his body was still outside, when he saw Chen Fan's face.
His expression changed. As he raised his electric baton, Chen Fan's hand already gripped his neck, dragging him inside. He grunted and slumped to the ground.
Indeed, both of them were equipped with firearms, and each had an extra magazine of ammunition.
After stripping one of the security guards of his uniform and putting it on, and grabbing a walkie-talkie, Chen Fan lowered the brim of his cap and, holding the electric baton, walked out towards the other two security guards.
As he moved, the air around him seemed to distort.
Two men went into the room, and only one came out. The remaining two security guards looked surprised.
"What happened, Old Li?"
As Chen Fan approached, the two security guards asked.
Chen Fan, pinching his voice, said, "There was a small issue. Someone seems to be lurking outside, observing the building..."
Before he could finish, Chen Fan was close. He raised his hand, and the heads of the two security guards collided. They grunted and slumped down.
He stared at the face of one of them for more than ten seconds. Chen Fan vigorously rubbed his own face.
His facial structure changed slightly, making him resemble one of the security guards.
This was not a disguise, but rather the control of facial muscles to achieve subtle, minor changes in appearance.
Of course, the security guard Chen Fan chose also had a somewhat similar facial structure to him.
Combined with the faint release of his inner energy, which altered the refractive index of the surrounding air, it could fool people at a distance.
As the Lord of the Night, Chen Fan's experience in such matters was unparalleled in the world.
This was a corner of the corridor. Chen Fan walked forward. After another turn, he would reach the lobby of this floor.
The elevators and stairs were both in the lobby.
However, in the lobby, seven or eight people were sitting in the lounge area, and someone was playing on their phone behind the counter.
The monitoring for this floor was located behind the counter.
Chen Fan jogged over and shouted urgently, "Something's wrong! Something's happened! Someone snuck in through the corridor, and Old Li and the others have all been knocked out!"
The person behind the counter, who had been nonchalant, looked up, saw the corridor's surveillance, and his expression changed drastically. He dropped his phone and shouted, "Someone's coming in, go check it out!"
The people in the lounge area got up with a rustle, and they all pulled out their guns.
Most of them were dressed ordinarily, but they exuded a ruffian aura, clearly men of the underworld.
They rushed past Chen Fan towards the corridor.
Chen Fan turned and followed, intending to go as well. After a few steps, he quietly retreated towards the elevator.
All those people rushed into the corner.
But as one person was about to enter the corner, he suddenly realized something was wrong and exclaimed, "Something's not right!"
He immediately turned back and saw Chen Fan entering the elevator.
"He's not one of us!"
He realized the truth and shouted sternly, raising his gun to aim at the elevator.
However, after a "bang," a bullet hole appeared in his forehead.
At that moment, the elevator doors closed completely, and it began to ascend.
With the man's fall, the third floor descended into chaos.
"Brother Guan?"
"Brother Guan was killed..."
"Someone snuck in and got into the elevator! Damn it, someone actually dares to kill the boss?"
"Report it immediately!"
"Chase them up in the elevator!"
"See which floor the elevator is going to!"
"Take the stairs..."
Inside the elevator, a voice crackled from the walkie-talkie on Chen Fan's shoulder.
"All personnel, attention! An assassin has infiltrated, currently in the elevator, heading to the ninth floor! Those above, be prepared to intercept!"
"Roger, roger!"
"They're looking to die! Don't they know Master Fei called us all back to guard here?"
"I don't care who it is, I'll kill them!"
"..."
The walkie-talkie crackled with a cacophony of voices.
Chen Fan pointed his gun at the elevator doors.
The elevator passed the third and fourth floors. On the fifth floor, with a "ding," the doors began to slide open.
Someone on the fifth floor had pressed the call button, halting the elevator.
As the elevator doors opened, Chen Fan, with a gun in each hand, raised them and fired.
Dudududu, bullets rained down!
Outside the elevator, just like on the third floor, seven or eight thugs simultaneously opened fire.
However, it was they who fell!