Chapter 542 - 321: Destined Not to Be an Ordinary Person

Chapter 542: Chapter 321: Destined Not to Be an Ordinary Person

"Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals."

Wang Zhefei’s gaze was glacial. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was a mask of ferocity.

He understood the situation perfectly.

As long as Lin Chu was still free, there was always a way to handle things, no matter what happened.

But if Lin Chu went down, they would have absolutely no chance of winning.

"Haha, that’s actually a great idea. But I’m not taking it."

"Come on, let’s go back inside."

Lin Chu clapped him on the shoulder. Then, with an arm around each of his companions, he headed for the villa.

He went in.

Lin Chu locked the iron gate and walked toward the main house.

"Wipe the blood off your face!"

Wang Zhefei pulled out a pack of tissues.

Lin Chu glanced at him with a smile, took the tissues, but shook his head. "I’m not wiping it off. To be honest, that felt pretty damn good. It’s a good thing I trained with the Russians before. Maybe it was all to prepare for this very day."

He pushed open the door.

And there he saw them—the women, all trembling uncontrollably.

The scene from moments ago had truly seared an unforgettable impression into their minds.

In the face of death, things like love, hate, and money were utterly insignificant.

And...

Lin Chu...

’He actually dared!’

"Relax. My gun is only pointed at the enemy."

"Go make me a pot of tea."

His eyes swept over them as he spoke casually, then he sat down, sprawling in the chair with an air of command.

They all watched him nervously. Liao Meili was the first to snap out of it, quickly scurrying over to the wet bar. As she got the hot water and prepared the tea, her eyes never left him.

Shock.

Utterly shocking!

’She never would have imagined that Lin Chu would do something like that in that instant!’

That kind of ruthlessness and decisiveness was far beyond the scope of a normal person. He had utterly trampled every moral boundary.

It inspired a kind of primal awe.

"Let’s play a little game."

"Anyone who supports me, truly and unconditionally, stand on the left. From now on, as long as I’m alive, I’ll give you anything you want."

"Those who don’t, go to the right. We’ll go our separate ways. I’ll have someone escort you out later."

Lin Chu’s eyes swept over them as he spoke with a smile.

His otherwise handsome face now held a hint of something sinister.

At least, that’s how it seemed in their eyes.

"I... I choose the left. Even if you go to prison, I’ll bring you meals!"

Jiang Ya bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes and smudging her makeup. A moment ago, when all the "sisters" had been scared into running, she’d been too stunned to think and had just fled into the house with them. Now that she’d somewhat recovered her wits, a question plagued her: ’My man has caused such a disaster, what are we going to do?’

Faced with Lin Chu’s choice, she made her decision with almost no hesitation.

’From the day I met him, my destiny was completely changed.’

’There’s no other way.’

"Excellent. Come here and give me a kiss."

Lin Chu said with a playful grin, still in the mood to joke even at a time like this. Jiang Ya bit her lip, a faint blush creeping across her pale cheeks as she walked over shyly.

Suddenly, she let out a small cry.

Lin Chu had pulled her onto his lap and was kissing her.

"Next! Keep choosing!"

Holding her in his lap, Lin Chu continued, looking completely unfazed.

Nearby.

Wang Zhefei couldn’t help but shoot him a look. He suddenly had the urge to make a sarcastic remark. ’You son of a bitch, showing off at a time like this?’

’But, to be fair, the scene right now was... pretty damn cool.’

People—men and women alike—had lived in an era of peace for too long, especially here in this country. They were like flowers raised in a greenhouse, worshipping civilization and reason. They’d completely forgotten that the world wasn’t always like this. Or rather, that only their country was such a sanctuary.

"Brother Chu, I hear cars outside!"

Just then, Liu Chenhui suddenly exclaimed, his expression changing slightly as he hurried to the window.

Through the window, he was stunned to see a convoy of at least twenty cars speeding toward them, effectively blocking off the entire road.

Men in black suits and white gloves quickly got out. They lifted the three dead bodies from the ground, placed them in body bags, and loaded them back into the vehicles.

Lin Chu walked to the window as well. Watching the scene unfold, he mused, "That old bastard might be playing this two ways."

"First, he wants to use this to get a firm grip on me. It’s a pledge of fealty, see? Now he has something to hold over my head."

"Second, they’re actually twisted enough to use three human lives just to test me."

"Actually, I think it’s probably both."

"Tsk... So many years, and they’re still playing the same games. How the hell is this some idyllic town? It’s just another version of Roli Island."

Lin Chu lit another cigarette and said to Wang Zhefei and Liu Chenhui with a smile.

Although Lin Chu had never had any dealings with these foreign "clubs" before, he knew that human nature was immutable.

The deepest bonds of mutual interest are forged either by bloodline or by blood debt.

In the end, it always involves blood.

It was just like the text message Liszt had sent earlier: *Pass the third trial ahead of schedule.* Even if he hadn’t acted prematurely, the so-called "third trial" would most likely have been a trial by blood anyway.

Of course, in his eyes, this so-called trial was nothing but a pile of shit.

"If that’s the case... then we’re actually in the clear for now. Your assessment was right."

"As for what comes next, we’ll just have to take it one step at a time."

Wang Zhefei said quietly. The logic was simple.

To Liszt, Lin Chu was most likely a "useful person."

All the previous ploys—bringing the women here, sending those men over to say God knows what—it was all just a high-pressure test.

Lin Chu had acted, and this was their reaction... Clearly, Lin Chu’s speculation had been spot on.

"What’s your next move?" ℯℯ𝘭.

Wang Zhefei asked again, his gaze intense as he stared at Lin Chu. He suddenly felt a surge of heat through his body.

It was as if his own life’s path was now following Lin Chu’s onto a completely different, previously unimaginable track.

In fact, objectively speaking, it had changed long ago.

If not for Lin Chu, he’d still be in his rented apartment, working some dead-end job, earning a pathetic salary, cautiously planning out his life for when he turned thirty-five, forty, fifty...

But now...

He had driven the most luxurious cars, drunk the strongest liquor, and been with the most beautiful women... While that wasn’t the meaning of life, at this moment, Wang Zhefei felt it was time to pay the price.

You have to pay for what you enjoy.

There are a million good things in this world. If you want them, you have to be willing to trade everything you have.

"Time to eat..."

In response to his question, Lin Chu answered with breezy nonchalance before suddenly shouting at Liao Meili, "Is that tea ready or not!"

"Stop dawdling."

After chiding her, Lin Chu turned to the other women and said brazenly, "Oh, right, the rest of you don’t need to choose. I have no need for something that requires so much hesitation, consideration, and deliberation."

"Of course, maybe you don’t need me; maybe you just need my money. In that case, fine. If you’re short on cash in the future, you can still look me up. If I’m still alive, a little breakup sex now and then is no problem either."

"It’s a big, beautiful world. As long as we’re having fun, right?"

At this moment, Lin Chu felt as if he had rediscovered the joy he’d felt when he first became rich. Back then, he didn’t give a damn about anything, focused only on living wildly, partying hard, and raising hell. He had no psychological baggage, no burdens. It was only after he began to possess things that he started to worry constantly about gaining and losing them.

Either he wanted more...

Or he was afraid of losing what he had...

Or he wanted to chase some grand ideal...

Or he wanted to be a "normal person" and live a simple, happy life...

But he never realized that he was destined to never be a "normal person" again.

This life was destined for great wealth and great honor! Great rises and great falls! Either he would reach the absolute peak, or he would end up as a pile of dust!

When a man dies, his balls face the sky!

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