Trillionaire's Slice of Life-Chapter 399 - 296: The Game of Life and Death (Kneeling for Subscriptions, 3000 Words)

Chapter 399 -296: The Game of Life and Death (Kneeling for Subscriptions, 3000 Words)

In early November, the late night air in Magic City had already turned bracingly autumnal.

As the second-highest ranking hotel in Magic City with a market value of 18.5 billion RMB, Tengwang Pavilion International Hotel was also a gathering place for the wealthy and elite.

At midnight, within the Presidential Suite on the 79th floor of the Tengwangge Hotel, Zhuge Yan was making a phone call. She had been working until now and was feeling hungry, so she wanted to ask the front desk to send up some late-night snacks.

However, the front desk that never used to keep her waiting didn’t answer the phone at all. She looked at her wristwatch.

12:05 a.m.

It was very late, but given the service quality of Tengwang Pavilion International Hotel, this situation of calling and no one answering should not be happening.

As a super five-star grand hotel, a Presidential Suite like this one cost 110,000 RMB per night, complete with dedicated butler service. Zhuge Yan had stayed here a few times before and had never encountered a situation like this of no service at all.

She tried calling twice more, and after confirming that no one was answering, she changed into casual clothes and then pushed the door open to leave the suite.

The entire corridor was deserted and quiet, without a single person in sight. Zhuge Yan hesitated for a moment between going back to sleep and going downstairs to find the front desk. The hunger pangs in her stomach made her choose the latter.

She got in the elevator and directly pressed the button for the lobby on the first floor. The high-speed elevator only took one minute to take her from the 79th floor down to the lobby on the first floor.

With a trace of dissatisfaction in her heart, she was considering whether to complain about the lazy front desk when the elevator door opened, and she immediately saw the chaotic scene in the lobby before her.

The first-floor lobby of Tengwang Pavilion Grand Hotel spanned three stories, with a total height of twelve meters, and covered 1,400 square meters. The crystal chandeliers overhead emitted a soft glow that illuminated the entire lobby without being glaring.

Zhuge Yan, her eyes full of surprise, watched the dozens or even hundreds of black-clad people, and the huddled servers around the edges of the lobby, not daring to even breathe too heavily. At this moment, she finally understood why nobody had answered her phone calls.

Still standing in the elevator, Zhuge Yan hesitated for a moment. The situation before her suggested that something serious had happened at the Tengwangge Hotel; it would be best to act as if she had seen nothing, then close the elevator and return to her room to sleep.

Just as Zhuge Yan’s fair little hand was about to press the elevator’s close button, a thunderous shout that seemed to burst her eardrums suddenly rang out, causing her to tremble and widen her eyes in shock.

Then, when her gaze shifted to the center of the lobby, she was instantly drawn to the two tall and robust men there.

Zhuge Yan, subconsciously stepping out of the elevator, saw that nearly a hundred pairs of eyes in the entire lobby were focused on the two towering men in the center.

One of them was a bare-chested man with a large build, sporting a thin layer of muscle that wasn’t exaggerated but was nonetheless full of beauty.

The other had a deep scar on his cheek, and his body was like a bomb of muscles, his fists tightly clenched. The deafening roar had just come from this scarred man.

The scene unfolding before her made Zhuge Yan frown slightly. She subconsciously took out her cellphone, intending to call the police, when her eye caught sight through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows that a massive crowd had gathered in front of Tengwang Pavilion Grand Hotel’s entrance.

She only swept a brief glance over them, but including those inside the lobby, there were at least six to seven hundred people gathered here.

These individuals, dressed in suits and leather shoes, were each fiercely intimidating, far beyond the petty thugs found on the streets.

When Zhuge Yan’s gaze landed on the short man at the entrance of the lobby, she put the phone down gently. The situation here clearly exceeded her capacity to meddle in others’ affairs. She had come to Magic City on a business trip and didn’t want to invite trouble upon herself.

However, the chairman of Alibaba Group, Ma Yu, was here; if she could get close to him, she might be able to expand her network.

While Zhuge Yan was calculating these thoughts in secret, a dull thud came from the center of the lobby. Startled, Zhuge Yan quickly turned her head and saw that the two hulking men who had been facing off had finally collided.

There was no dazzling swordplay as one might expect in a high-level duel, nor were there any fancy tricks. The two men, who in the eyes of ordinary people looked like ferocious deities, were pummelling each other’s chests with fists as big as clay pots.

The muffled sounds of their blows, as if striking sandbags, instantly spread throughout the entire lobby. Zhuge Yan’s eyes widened slightly; just one hit had elicited blood from the corners of both men’s mouths.

If this wasn’t for a TV show, such a punch could probably send a regular person flying!

Zhuge Yan didn’t like any violence. She turned her head away gently, then shifted her attention to Ma Yu, the chairman of Alibaba Group.

Compared to the showdown between the two brutes, Zhuge Yan was more interested in this former richest man of Hua Country.

She adjusted her hairstyle slightly, regretting that she hadn’t dressed up properly before coming down. Still, at the age of twenty-six and naturally beautiful, she didn’t need to make a special effort to embellish her looks. After tidying up her clothes casually, she took careful steps toward the front of the lobby.

“Haah…!”

A loud sound suddenly filled her ears, making Zhuge Yan, who had been focusing entirely on Ma Yu at the entrance, stiffen all over. As she slowly turned her head, she saw the scar-faced brute in the center of the lobby violently crash into the tables and chairs behind him!

In the midst of the chaos, the scarred man managed to get up with difficulty, his mouth now smeared with fresh blood.

Since he was facing her, Zhuge Yan could clearly see the man with the scar. His cheeks were stained red with blood, his eyes filled with fine lines of rage, and his suit, normally fitting and polished, was now tattered and torn.

Zhuge Yan watched in disbelief as the scarred man casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and then charged straight at the shirtless man in front of him.

“Drink…!”

Another deep, hoarse voice came through, amidst a teeth-gritting roar, Zhuge Yan clearly heard a distinct crisp sound mixed within…

That was unmistakably the sound of a bone breaking!

She widened her eyes, Zhuge Yan, who had no interest in violence, stared straight at the center of the hall at the scar-faced man being punched and sent flying once again.

He, whom she had previously considered unsightly, now had countless broken ribs, his eyes split at the edges, blood trailing from his nose and eyes; yet this strong man, obviously suffering internal injuries and in desperate need of medical attention, once again showed an iron-like will.

His ribs were clearly broken, a pain that could drive an ordinary person insane, but the scar-faced man showed no sign of retreat, standing up once again with difficulty after being knocked down for the fourth time.

This time, even Zhuge Yan began to feel sorry for his pain.

Like nearly a hundred others in the hall, Zhuge Yan’s gaze was fixed on the scar-faced man trembling as he stood up, and then on the clear blood prints left behind with every step he took.

For the first time, Zhuge Yan prayed in her heart, hoping this man as strong as steel could defeat his opponent!

Then, as if hearing Zhuge Yan’s prayers, this time as the staggering scar-faced man launched his fifth attack on his opponent, without dodging or yielding, he took another heavy punch to the chest, his own iron-like fist also landed heavily on the bare-chested tall man.

Two crisp sounds of bones breaking echoed simultaneously.

The next moment, both bloodied strong men fell to the ground, and then, amidst the silence of the entire hall, the bare-chested giant spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled to his feet…

However, on the fifth occasion, the scar-faced man no longer showed any sign of movement!

Zhuge Yan’s heart raced, her beautiful eyes locked on the motionless scar-faced man, a fear she had never experienced before swept through her body, and just when she found it hard to breathe, the bloody scar-faced man’s fingers trembled slightly…

A fresh breath of air refilled her lungs, at that moment, it was as though Zhuge Yan, gasping for breath, was reborn.

When her gaze returned to the entrance of the hall, she saw the once top-richest man in Hua Country with a net worth of 260 billion RMB, the short man smiling and talking with a young man wearing golden glasses.

The young man was handsome, dressed in luxurious custom-made clothing, his wrist adorned with a watch worth tens of millions.

The bloody battle in the hall seemed to have no effect on him at all, the young man, who attracted everyone’s attention, slightly curved his lips, revealing a dazzling light from beneath his golden glasses that seemed to shine like the sun.

Then, Zhuge Yan saw, in the center of the hall, the bare-chested tall man walked steadily toward the young man. The man, who had also broken several ribs in the recent duel, slightly bowed and said with a deep voice:

“Mr. Chu, Jiang Tao has completed the task without disgrace!”

In an instant, the entire hall, dozens of men in black bowed simultaneously, outside the hall, at least four to five hundred men in black also bent over!

Like the moon surrounded by stars, the young man took a step forward, gently patted the tall man’s shoulder, and said with a warm voice:

“You’ve worked hard!”

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Afterward, the young man, who could not have been more than twenty-five or six years old, strolled over to a middle-aged man in a suit, and before Zhuge Yan’s astonished gaze, the young man with an indifferent expression declared loudly:

“President Su, a bet is a bet. From now on, this Tengwang Pavilion Grand Hotel bears the Chu surname!”

As the young man’s words fell, the middle-aged man with triangular eyes saw his complexion visibly paling with the naked eye!

A moment later, Alibaba’s Chairman Ma Yu’s voice suddenly rose.

“Hahaha, Mr. Chu, I must attend the banquet tomorrow, and you’d better not be unwelcoming then!”

The young man with golden glasses turned and left, with Chairman Ma Yu of Alibaba accompanying by his side.

Zhuge Yan didn’t intrude unwisely; she knew she was simply not in the same league as these people.

As the young man’s figure left the hotel hall, followed by dozens of men in black, outside, hundreds of men in black firmly encircled the area.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows before her, Zhuge Yan saw the golden-glasses-wearing young man under a bright moonlight, chatting jovially with the Alibaba Chairman.

She couldn’t help but be moved!

Clearly seeing Ma Yu, who himself held a net worth of 260 billion RMB and controlled the vast Alibaba Group worth six trillion, involuntarily bowing slightly in front of the young man!

That was the posture subconsciously assumed by the weak in the presence of the strong.

At that moment, Mr. Chu of Modu had deeply imprinted himself in Zhuge Yan’s mind!

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