89: C89 I Am Merciful Enough

C89 I Am Merciful Enough

"You are?" The glass door opened and a young man in a suit holding a document walked out. Seeing Chen Tye standing outside, he was stunned. "How did you get up here?"

Chen Tye didn't answer, but sighed with a smile. This confused the young man even more. He frowned in confusion, "Who are you? Why did the security guards let you go …"

Boom! *

Before he could finish his sentence, Chen Tye sent a punch towards the side of the other party's neck. The young man's body twitched, and he slowly passed out.

Chen Tye supported him and slowly put him down. He turned his neck, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a cold smile. Since he wanted to do it, he had to do it big!

He walked into the office. It was very spacious inside, but there weren't many people inside. All of them were young men. Those people didn't pay attention to Chen Tye. They lowered their heads to busy themselves with the keyboard tapping loudly.

Soon, a young man noticed Chen Tye and asked in surprise, "Who are you? How did you come in?"

Chen Tye still didn't answer. He stood behind the door, locked the glass door and walked over with a smile. A kind smile, so honest that no one would have the heart to bully.

The five young men raised their heads and looked at Chen Tye in shock. Seeing that he was about to reach a youth, a youth behind him suddenly shouted, "Fuck, he's that scumbag …"

Boom! *

The sound came to an abrupt stop. Chen Tye actually picked up the vase on the table and threw it right at the man's head, causing him to fall down.

The remaining four youths were even more confused as they stood up dumbfoundedly. They were completely dumbfounded. The change happened too fast, so they weren't prepared for it at all.

Chen Tye didn't care whether they were prepared or not. He jumped over the desk and quickly rushed to another young man. The moment the young man came back to his senses, Chen Tye threw a huge computer display screen at him.

Clank!

The glass exploded and the display was hung around the youth's neck. Blood dripped from the young man's head as he sat paralyzed on a chair and fainted yet again.

Crash …

The remaining three young men reacted and wanted to rush towards the door in panic. Chen Tye's cold voice floated over, "Run one to death. If you don't believe me, try it!"

While speaking, Chen Tye had already grabbed another flower pot on the table and stared coldly at the three young men.

That gaze was so cold that it was suffocating. The air seemed to have been frozen all of a sudden.

The three of them looked at each other, gritted their teeth and continued to rush towards the door. Chen Tye was very disappointed. He threw the flower pot in his hand and accurately hit a young man on the head. With a loud 'bang', the young man also fell to the ground and stopped moving.

The remaining two people immediately stopped. Their scalps tingled as they turned their heads, and their faces turned slightly pale. Not a single one of them made a move, their attacks were truly ruthless!

"Please continue!" Chen Tye squinted his eyes coldly as he walked forward and grabbed another flower pot. He couldn't be blamed for having them put flower pots on every table in the office.

How could the two dare to move? They quickly covered their heads and squatted down, nearly peeing in fright. It had only been ten seconds since he had entered, but he had lost three of his comrades without any room for resistance.

Chen Tye did not continue attacking them and turned around to look at the glass. The glass was grinded, but he knew it could be seen from the inside.

Sneering, Chen Tye lightly snorted: "You'd better call the police or someone else right now. Don't worry, this is only the third floor. If you look down from above, you won't die.

Zhuo Huarong, who was in the office, held his phone, clenched his teeth, then hung up the phone to call the police. Of course he could see what was going on outside. But it was really too fast, so fast that he didn't even have time to call her.

Boom! *

Chen Tye suddenly slammed the flowerpot on the glass. The entire tempered glass cracked slowly and then shattered with a clang. The loud sound was like an explosion.

Zhuo Huarong, who was inside, pissed his pants and leaned back nervously. His heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Fragments of glass were scattered all over the floor. Chen Tye looked coldly at Zhuo Huarong who was behind the desk as he walked over step by step. The sound of the shoes crunching on the glass was extremely ear-piercing.

"You …" Zhuo Huarong was speechless when he opened his mouth.

After entering, Chen Tye unexpectedly grabbed the golf club inside, making Zhuo Huarong even more scared. He quickly put his phone on the table and raised his hand.

The office was large, and he was usually very well-equipped for golf. However, he had never expected that one day, it would become someone else's weapon.

From two meters away, Chen Tye held the club, lowered his head and asked coldly, "First, who sent you the message? Second, how much more do you have left?"

Zhuo Huarong gritted his teeth, "I don't know what you're talking about …"

Boom! *

Before he could finish his sentence, the baseball bat swept across the desk. The documents, vases, and computers on the desk instantly fell out.

Zhuo Huarong's heart skipped a beat and his face turned even paler. His heart almost jumped out of his chest. He continued stuttering, "I really don't know. It's just that my informant gave me …"

Pow!

The pole smashed into the table, causing the wooden table to crack as it slowly collapsed. The loud sound scared the two young men who were squatting behind Zhuo Huarong to death, not to mention Zhuo Huarong.

Zhuo Huarong was covered in cold sweat as he tried to resist the urge to go soft on his legs. He nervously leaned against the shelf behind him and said, "I can't say. "I'm just taking the money to do some work, there's no need for you to make things difficult for me …"

Pow!

Before he could finish, the club accurately hit his face. Zhuo Huarong was hit so hard that he turned his head to the side, and his teeth and blood flew out of his mouth, almost falling off.

"Ah …" Zhuo Huarong screamed in pain as he squatted down. He didn't even have time to react before another staff came from his back. It was so painful that his spine almost broke. He immediately stiffened as all the cells in his body instantly tensed up.

The club was twisted. Chen Tye threw down the club, kicked away the wooden table, and stood in front of Zhuo Huarong, looking down at him coldly: "I have already given you too many opportunities. You won't die, you know, I'm a doctor. "

With fear engulfing his heart, Zhuo Huarong held his breath and muttered in a trembling voice, "It was Zhang Ming who gave it to me. I just took the money and posted it. Everything else has nothing to do with me."

It really was him …

Chen Tye's expression was still as cold as ever. He squatted down and looked at Zhuo Huarong's pained expression: "What's the second question?"

His cold gaze made Zhuo Huarong even more terrified. Just as he was about to clench his teeth and insist, Chen Tye took out a small box from his pocket with the silver needles exposed. Zhuo Huarong immediately replied with all his strength: "The second drawer on the left contains a red U plate. It's given to me by Yang Wei and also related to you. The third drawer has not been released this time. "

"You're very smart." Chen Tye put away the silver needles and stood up. To him, interrogation was not difficult at all.

He turned around and opened the collapsed drawer. Sure enough, Zhuo Huarong's information was inside. Especially in the third drawer, which was filled with thick documents. They were all about the following scandal.

He was not surprised to find out that he was a military doctor, as well as being in high school. What was even more eye-catching was that it involved someone that even Chen Tye didn't want to see!

Chen Tye's pupils constricted as he stared at the document, while an ice-cold murderous aura burst out from his body. It should have been seven years. For a whole seven years, he didn't want to think about that person. Who would have thought that they would still be able to uncover it!

Looking at Chen Tye's cold look, Zhuo Huarong endured the pain and struggled to speak in a low voice, "I'm really just here for money. Zhang Ming sent people to give me these materials. I've never looked into them before."

As he came back to his senses, Chen Tye put down the document and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. That smile was very innocent. It was so innocent that Zhuo Huarong felt even more scared. It felt like he was facing death itself with a smile.

He lightly patted Zhuo Huarong's head: "Some money, you won't live to spend; some bottom lines, you can't touch. "Don't blame me, I have already shown mercy."

How could he be merciful?

Zhuo Huarong's heart twitched. He raised his head and saw Chen Tye get up and walk out. His brain kept turning as he calculated his words.

Soon, Zhuo Huarong understood something. His face turned even paler and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. This meant that his identity was untouchable?

Chen Tye didn't take the files, he just took the red USB drive. He was still as benevolent as ever. Even if he slaughtered them, no one would dare to say anything. What they touched was the bottom line of the army …

He opened the glass door and a group of security guards rushed in. Seeing the tragic scene inside, the security guards quickly retreated out of fright and pulled out their electric batons nervously.2

Chen Tye stopped and looked at them with a smile: "Does it look good? "Unfortunately, you guys came too late."

"Let him go!" Zhuo Huarong, who was behind him, struggled to shout. His mouth was covered in blood, "Let him go, don't call the police …"

Everyone was stunned and did not dare to retort. They nervously opened a path. Chen Tye didn't say anything, but walked out with a smile on his face. He slowly bent down and picked up the medicine box, then slowly walked toward the stairs, as if nothing had happened …

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