Chapter 67: Capturing Bai Ying [Please Read On]

In terms of spatial perception, there are six occupied rooms in the entire fourth floor.

There were about eight or nine people gathered in the largest room.

Most of the others are scattered along the stairs and window sills.

From an interior design perspective, that room is most likely Bai Ying's living room.

After all, this is his "palace". It is located in the core area of ​​KK Park. It is a heavily guarded place. Not far away is Myawaddy Town.

Therefore, enjoyment has become the main design theme here, and security is secondary.

After knowing what was going on, he slowly opened the bathroom door.

We arrived at a dressing room that smelled of strong fragrance.

Continuing to walk outside, he came to the living room with a corner bar.

The floor was covered with soft carpet, so he didn't have to slow down his steps.

There are three doors here, judged by the spatial plan in perception.

Leading to the terrace, the lobby on the fourth floor, and Chen Xuan’s goal——

——Bai Ying's living room.

Every time you enter spatial awareness, you need to consume energy.

As a derived ability of [Flash in the Same Domain], the consumption of perception also depends on the range. Compared with the main [Plug-in] ability, its consumption is negligible, but the convenience it brings is not bad at all.

Chen Xuan leaned behind the bar and observed for a while, but found no sensor light spots unique to real-time monitoring.

Basically ruling out the possibility of a camera here.

At present, it seems that this place is still relatively private, and other secrets may be involved.

After all, except for Guabi who has the ability to flash, it is almost impossible for others to sneak in here quietly.

Excluding real-time monitoring facilities, his actions reduce the possibility of being exposed first.

Before capturing Bai Ying, Chen Xuan did not want the situation to deteriorate too quickly.

The fire of chaos in Myawaddy will soon ignite the KK Park.

It's even possible that Mars particles have blown here.

You must know that those killed in the township were cadres from the KK Park!

But Bai Ying is not the kind of manager with a strong sense of responsibility, he is just a warlord and a playboy.

External messages should have a layer-by-layer reporting process.

But no matter what, Chen Xuan has to speed up the progress!

Holding a Beretta M9 pistol, he flipped off the safety with a red dot mark on the side, and quickly arrived in front of the solid wood door decorated with complex patterns.

He reached out with his other hand and twisted the round handle.

"Click..."

The resistance of the door lock suddenly disappeared.

As he expected, the other party was indeed very lax.

Opening the door, bright orange lights filled the room.

Only the size of this room is equivalent to that of an ordinary three-bedroom house.

The most eye-catching thing is the big purple bed!

Chen Xuan immediately locked eyes with Bai Ying, who was sleeping soundly among the women.

This guy's face is pale, his eyebrows are rather feminine, and he should be no more than 25 years old.

The facial features look a bit like those of Xia people.

Indirectly confirms Angke's statement.

The messy floor and the gilded decoration formed a sharp contrast.

You can see foreign wine bottles, medicine cans, medical waste, paper balls and other garbage everywhere, as well as some unbearable "toys" and various underwear with almost no covering area.

These people were sleeping deeply, and the air conditioner was blowing cold air.

Today's Myanmar has nothing to do with coolness. The climate is hot and humid.

To be on the safe side, he stood by the door and stared at the young man and activated [Insight].

The golden subtitles appeared in my mind instantly.

[Young male human in mildly drunk and moderately psychedelic state]

[Overview: Partial muscle atrophy, extremely violent personality]

…

Chen Xuan thought and dismissed the prompt given by [Insight].

Then he closed the door with his backhand and strode forward with a pistol in hand.

After arriving, he jumped directly onto the soft big bed.

Among them, there was a little Yangma woman who looked like Ulanke and woke up under such movement.

She opened her eyes wide and was about to scream, but Chen Xuan grabbed Bai Ying's neck with quick eyes and hands.

"ah!"

The next moment, screams resounded in the huge bedroom, awakening other women at the same time.

Suddenly, high-pitched cries of various tones came and went.

Without saying a word, Chen Xuan carried Bai Ying out of bed first.

Then he raised his pistol and pointed it at the woman on the bed.

Like a speaker that was out of power, they immediately went into silence.

Bai Ying in his hand was like a dead dog, and he hadn't even woken up yet.

He threw him to the ground with his backhand, picked up a "toy" and whipped it into his face.

…

Outside the living room, the four Karen Youth Army soldiers guarding here heard faint screams.

They looked at each other and smiled, showing an expression that all men would understand.

Then they all shook their heads helplessly, unmoved.

…

"Pop!"

Chen Xuan's strength is no joke.

It left two eye-catching red marks and knocked out one of his teeth.

"Uh-huh..."

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The guy finally woke up and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

When his pupils were almost dilated, Chen Xuan had already stuffed the Beretta M9 into his mouth.

Then, he lowered his voice and said.

"Xia Guoyu, do you understand?"

"Uh-huh!"

Bai Ying stared with bloodshot eyes, holding the barrel of the gun in her mouth and nodding.

"Hehehe, that's good!"

"I need you to answer some questions."

"Don't yell, or you know the consequences."

Chen Xuan slowly pulled out his pistol, showing an ugly grin, and glanced at the women on the bed.

He now looked quite ferocious, like a rebellious militiaman.

The women were all scared and huddled together.

Dian Myanmar is not short of ruthless people who regard human lives as worthless, and Bai Ying has many such people under his command.

So Bai Ying knew very well what to do if he fell into the hands of such a person.

...

Five or six minutes later.

A new BMW M4 coupe drove into the park unscrupulously.

No one dared to stop and question it along the way.

The car went straight to the core office building where Bai Ying was.

Accompanied by the sharp and piercing brake sound, the M4 stopped sideways at the door.

A sandbag sentry was set up here, and it was also guarded by the elite of the Karen Youth Army.

The doors on both sides of the car opened immediately, and a middle-aged man wearing a sleeveless shirt, gold-rimmed glasses, and a tiger tattoo on his arm walked out.

At the same time, a strong man over 1.9 meters tall got off the car.

He was not from Myanmar, and his rough face had a typical Eastern European style.

He wore a black vest and camouflage military pants, a bullet belt around his chest, and two revolvers of amazing caliber on his waist.

The trouser legs were slightly bulging, as if a dagger was tied.

There were also two sets of leather bullet boxes on his back, which contained a special fast loader for revolvers.

The middle-aged man with glasses came to the sentry post, and the soldier bowed and saluted.

"Mr. Shen, what can I do for you?"

"Please use the intercom to inform me that I have something urgent to do and need to go up to find the young master!"

(Some Burmese words are omitted here)

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