Chapter 3914: Survival Instincts in Front of Lu Zhi

Chapter 3914: Chapter 3914: Survival Instincts in Front of Lu Zhi

Qiao Nian couldn’t wait to take it, opened the car door and got in, tossing her shoulder bag onto the passenger seat.

Tattoo Arm stood outside the passenger side, looking worriedly at the girl inside fastening her seatbelt, and said in a low voice, "Zhui Guang, are you sure you don’t want me to go back with you?"

"No need, you stay here."

"But it’s too dangerous for you to go back alone. Why don’t I come with you? I can be a helping hand." Tattoo Arm rarely showed concern.

Qiao Nian fastened her seatbelt, turned the car key, gripped the steering wheel to try out the feel, without even lifting her eyelids: "I need you to stay here and help me catch Di Xicheng."

"But..."

"I also need you to contact Jian Jin and ask her what exactly is happening at the Red Alliance headquarters."

"Okay."

"Call me back when you find out."

Qiao Nian pressed the accelerator, and the deep blue sports car shot out like lightning into the night, quickly disappearing down the road.

She preferred Jeeps and other large cars, which drove more neatly and looked cooler, but she was racing against time, and nothing could be faster than a supercar.

Tattoo Arm watched the sports car vanish into the night, walking back while making various calls, and according to Qiao Nian’s arrangements, made a call to Jian Jin, far off in the East.

...

"You said the Red Alliance headquarters? Jiang Yao asked you to inquire with me? That’s odd, what could possibly happen at the headquarters? Who would have the audacity to cause trouble at the Red Alliance headquarters?"

Tattoo Arm was left dizzy by her seven or eight consecutive rhetorical questions, and despite being unskillful with words, he managed to utter: "I’m not sure either, Zhui Guang asked me to call Miss Jian."

"... Alright." Jian Jin probably sensed his ’pain’ and restrained herself, saying: "Wait a moment, I’ll get up right away and send someone to check."

Tattoo Arm was filled with gratitude: "Thank you, Miss Jian."

Jian Jin waved away his thanks grandly: "My relationship with your Zhui Guang is well-known, no need to thank me."

"Still, thank you."

Jian Jin didn’t continue to quibble over the thanks, and straightforwardly said: "Wait for me, I’ll call back once I find out."

She hung up the phone, got up, and draped on a robe, went downstairs to get a cup for water, while contacting her people in the illegal zone to make a phone call to inquire.

Initially, Jian Jin didn’t take the matter too seriously, doubting that anything could happen to the Red Alliance, thinking Qiao Nian just had a sudden whim and wanted her to see why they weren’t answering the phone.

When she received the feedback from her contacts, Jian Jin put down the water cup, her unconcerned expression gradually replaced by seriousness.

She quickly sent a message back to Tattoo Arm—[The area around the Red Alliance headquarters has been locked down by someone, my people haven’t yet found out who did it.]

After editing and sending the message successfully, she returned to her room, changed clothes, and decided to go check it out in person, to see who dared to dance on a grave.

**

Meanwhile.

When Tattoo Arm received the message, someone at the hotel also sent out a text message.

kilometers outside the Red Alliance headquarters.

The cold wind hit everyone’s face, yet no one dared to complain of hardship and fatigue, just because the person who had been brutally executed earlier was still lying there, not yet carried away.

Everyone knew that Lu Zhi was definitely not as mild and easygoing as he appeared; his seemingly gentle and harmless manner masked a ruthlessness beyond imagination.

In front of such a person, survival became everyone’s instinctive desire.