Chapter 345 - Chapter 345: Chapter 230: As for letting armed militants mess with me?_2 (1/2)
Chapter 345: Chapter 230: As for letting armed militants mess with me?_2
Leo only had one thing on his mind, how to contact Mr. Lin. He didn’t delve deeper into these questions, “What do you mean?”
“I find it very strange. The office of Fries Novel is too shabby, and it’s nested in a building with poor environmental hygiene, not quite like a legitimate novel company.”
The strategist shared his opinion.
Leo frowned as he scanned his surroundings.
The floor was filthy, with random drink cartons and milk bottles thrown about in the staircase, and cobwebs spreading across the windows, with no one specifically tasked with cleaning.
It certainly didn’t resemble a formal novel company.
It was more like a small workshop.
“I suspect this is a workshop pirating Lin Chuan’s novels,” the strategist continued.
“Piracy?”
Leo was taken aback. He had been so focused on finding Mr. Lin that he hadn’t considered the possibility that the novels he was reading were pirated.
For a moment,
he felt insulted in his intelligence.
“Let’s go and ask them directly!”
Leo immediately turned around, dashing with the speed of a street fighter, quickly reaching the iron gate of the Fries Novel headquarters in just a few swift moves.
The accompanying staff, with their robust physiques, closely followed.
Bang bang bang!
This time, the force with which Leo knocked on the door was much greater!
Inside the iron gate.
Hou was startled, “Brother Hao, they’re back!”
“Don’t panic!”
Brother Hao swallowed nervously.
Just after Leo and his men had left, he began to look for Mr. Lin’s contact information, knowing that this group would surely return.
Without Mr. Lin’s contact information, he would not know how to account for himself.
He hadn’t expected them to return so quickly!
He had to feign calmness, walking up to the iron gate and asking, “Sir, what seems to be the problem?”
“Open the door, I wish to have a detailed discussion with you.”
Leo’s voice was deep and chilly, sending chills down one’s spine.
“I’ve just contacted Mr. Lin, and he will be in touch with you soon,” Brother Hao said with feigned calmness.
Leo detected the slight tremble in Brother Hao’s voice, confirming his suspicions, “You sound nervous.”
Brother Hao’s breathing became hurried.
Whether Leo was with the gangs or the military, he was someone Brother Hao could not afford to provoke.
“Open the door!”
Leo’s voice came through again, unsettling his composure.
Standing by, Hou started to tremble.
The aura of Leo and his men made it clear they were hardened individuals who had come through life-and-death situations.
To Brother Hao and Hou, dabbling in pirated novels in such a sneaky manner was like a mouse facing up to a tiger when confronting Leo and his men head-on.
They were clearly overpowered.
“If you don’t open the door, I’ll have to force my way in.” Just like Jack Torrance with his axe in “The Shining,” Leo seemed ready to force entry.
And Brother Hao and Hou were like his wife, Wendy.