Do not think that Ning Beichen dare not do this, it is only a matter of whether he wants to.
"Yes, Mr. Ning, please follow me."
Sai Dongshasi's subordinate respectfully said to Ning Beichen, without any hesitation, nor any doubt about Ning Beichen's ability.
Because Sai Dongshasi had warned him that seeing Ning Beichen was like seeing himself, and if Ning Beichen was dissatisfied, he would no longer have a reason to live.
"What is your name?"
Ning Beichen asked him.
"Mr. Ning can call me Kangpu," the subordinate of Sai Dongshasi quickly replied.
"Alright, Kangpu, you don't need to be afraid. You just need to take me to the place. I won't make it difficult for you," Ning Beichen said to him.
He knew that Sai Dongshasi's subordinate was an intelligence agent lurking here, and if his identity were exposed, he would have to leave Moluo forever.
"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Ning. However, Mr. Shasi has instructed me to cooperate with you fully," Kangpu said respectfully.
"Fine, if you feel anything is inconvenient, just tell me."
Ning Beichen did not force him any further. After all, Kangpu was Sai Dongshasi's man, not Ning Beichen's. It was natural for Kangpu to prioritize Sai Dongshasi's orders.
Intelligence agents in their line of work do not need others' pity, for they are well aware of what they are doing.
Ning Beichen did not waste any more time, for time was precious. Every minute sooner meant a greater chance of Isabella's survival.
After leaving the hotel, Ning Beichen got into Kangpu's car and arrived at a bustling nightclub. Kangpu stopped the car and said to Ning Beichen.
"His name is Charles. He is the owner of this nightclub in name, but he has connections with Nu Gui in secret, or rather, he does business with Nu Gui."
"However, Charles is very cautious and alert, and he only trusts those he knows well."
"I once infiltrated his circle for three years, but I never gained his trust. It will be difficult to get him to reveal anything, and this person is not easy to bribe."
"Moreover, he is always protected by two or more experts in secret. It is very difficult to deal with him, and you will have to find other ways to speak with him."
Kangpu told Ning Beichen some information about Charles.
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome."
Ning Beichen said directly after listening.
He was not an intelligence agent and did not need to be so cautious. Why bother with complex schemes when one could solve problems with fists?
Experts?
Dead people are no longer experts!
Refuses to speak?
Bring out the pliers and chili water. If that doesn't work, try "ants climbing a tree." As long as he is not someone who welcomes death, few people can remain silent in front of Ning Yanwang.
Ning Beichen walked in directly, and Kangpu was stunned for a moment before quickly following.
Regardless, his life now belonged to Ning Beichen. It was just that this young man was too impulsive, with no plan at all. He would see if there was a chance to save his life later.
The nightclub was a den of iniquity, filled with smoke. People were swaying their heads, and young nightclub hostesses were flitting between various men.
When the madam saw Ning Beichen, she immediately approached him with fiery enthusiasm.
"Where is your boss?"
Ning Beichen slipped a few bills into her clothing and asked with a smile.
"The boss is on the second floor."
The madam, thinking Ning Beichen was an acquaintance of Charles, told him readily.
She was not worried that Ning Beichen was there to cause trouble, for over the years, no one had been able to bother Charles. Those who tried had met their maker.
"Thank you."
Ning Beichen, like an old pervert, pinched her and then swaggered towards the stairs.
However, as he neared the stairs, Kangpu quickly stopped him.
"Mr. Ning, are you going up like this?"
"Otherwise?"
Ning Beichen asked him.
"You are not one of them, and they won't let you go upstairs," Kangpu pointed at the two thugs guarding the staircase. It was evident that they were armed.
"Won't let me up? Do I need their permission?"
Ning Beichen found it amusing. Ignoring Kangpu, he walked directly towards the staircase.
Kangpu could only fret behind him. In his eyes, Ning Beichen was not just bold, but brainless.
Who did he think he was?
He might end up beaten into a pulp by Charles's men, and Kangpu wouldn't even be able to save him.
But Ning Beichen did not heed his advice, and Kangpu could do nothing. He felt for the weapon in his pocket and could only follow Ning Beichen from a distance, looking for an opportunity to save him.
"Stop. You can't go up without the boss's invitation."
As soon as Ning Beichen reached the staircase, he was blocked by the thugs guarding it.
"Who said there's no invitation? I invited your boss. Are you going to stop me? I'll have Charles blast your heads off later."
Ning Beichen spoke with a straight face, spouting nonsense.
However, these two thugs, either misunderstanding or intimidated by Ning Beichen, were momentarily stunned and did not react.
At this moment, Ning Beichen pushed them aside and swaggered up the stairs to the second floor. These two did not stop him.
"What did he just say?"
One thug asked his companion after regaining his senses.
"He seemed to say he had an invitation."
The other companion, not having heard clearly, replied hesitantly.
"An invitation? Then he must be a guest of the boss. Forget it, let's not bother him."
The two thugs exchanged glances and said.
With a bit of nonsensical talk, Ning Beichen had successfully reached the second floor. He had originally prepared to fight, but he didn't expect these two to be so slow-witted.
Upon reaching the second floor, Ning Beichen saw many armed personnel standing in the hallway. They did not react in any particular way when they saw Ning Beichen.
In their eyes, Ning Beichen's ability to reach the second floor meant he had received approval from downstairs, otherwise, he would not have been allowed up.
Ning Beichen, carrying a briefcase, walked up to a man and asked with a smile.
"Is Charles inside?"
"The boss is inside."
The man Ning Beichen asked actually answered.
"Thank you."
Ning Beichen grinned at him and, without blinking, landed a punch on his throat bone.
Ning Beichen's movements were like a phantom.
As for the armed personnel standing in the hallway, let alone fighting back, they hadn't even had time to react before they were all lying on the ground, on their way to meet the underworld.
And throughout the entire process, they were unable to cry out, for Ning Beichen had first shattered their throat bones the moment he acted.