The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 296 - 290: Ningchuan Guo City God!

After Tie Niu settled Cui Ru, he and the dozen other men strode imposingly out of the elevator and into the first-floor lobby.

The nervous lobby manager broke out in a cold sweat upon seeing the group. He hurried over to Qin Fan, plastering a sycophantic smile on his face. "Officer, what on earth has happened?"

Qin Fan glanced at him indifferently. "Pull up last night's surveillance footage." He then walked toward the front desk.

Though unaware of their intentions, the lobby manager quickly relayed the order, shouting to the front-desk clerk, "Quick, quick! Pull up last night's surveillance footage!"

He had been dubious about the group's identity, but any doubts evaporated the moment he stepped outside and saw the military vehicles.

Qin Fan went around to the computer at the front desk. Staring at the lobby footage, he commanded, "Fast-forward at the highest speed."

"The fastest?" the clerk repeated, taken aback.

"Yes," Qin Fan affirmed.

With a slight shiver, the clerk mumbled an "Oh" and began playing the footage at the fastest possible speed, skipping frames.

"Stop!" Qin Fan suddenly yelled two minutes later.

CLATTER!

Her hand shook violently. Startled by Qin Fan's sudden shout, the clerk nearly knocked the keyboard over as she frantically slammed the pause button.

Staring at the frozen frame, Qin Fan ordered coldly, "Zoom in on that."

The image was clear: an unconscious Cui Ru being held up by a man.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

At Qin Fan's side, the sound of knuckles cracking split the air. Tie Niu's hands were clenched into tight fists, his livid face filled with savage fury. Still, he managed to suppress the urge to explode.

Once the man's face was magnified on the screen, Qin Fan beckoned to the lobby manager. "You, come here."

Not daring to hesitate, the manager hurried over. "W-What is it?"

Qin Fan dragged the manager in front of the monitor. "Do you recognize this scumbag?" he asked coldly.

The manager panicked for a second before forcing himself to focus on the screen. Upon seeing the man's face, his eyes bulged. "Isn't that the VIP from Macau staying across the street? I heard he was in talks with our local Guo Chenghuang about a deal to monopolize Ningchuan's entire hotel industry! Why... why would he get a room at our hotel?"

The lobby manager quickly explained, "His real name is Guo Wenhai, but his power in Ningchuan is so immense that everyone privately calls him Guo Chenghuang! Officer, that's all I know. I only know the man is Guo Wenhai's VIP guest from Macau. As for his name or where he is now... someone at my level would have no way of knowing!"

Guo Wenhai? A VIP from Macau?

Qin Fan nodded, his expression chilling. Without dwelling on it, he waved his soldiers over. "All of you, come and memorize this scumbag's face!"

"Yes, Instructor!" they responded in unison.

The soldiers crowded around the monitor, their eyes locked on the man in the picture.

"Got it memorized?" Qin Fan asked after five seconds.

"Memorized, Instructor!" the dozen men replied loudly, looking up at Qin Fan.

Although they didn't know the exact details, Qin Fan's attitude, the scene in Room 1804, Tie Niu's frenzied state, and the paused image on the monitor were enough for them to piece things together. A grim, ferocious intensity swelled on each of their faces. Tie Niu's sister was their sister.

"Good. Now that you have it, follow me," he said coldly, his face an expressionless mask.

With a flick of his arm, Qin Fan strode toward the main entrance. The soldiers followed close behind, their faces bristling with murderous intent. Tie Niu's was the most terrifying of all, an overwhelming, torrential rage.

Across the street at the Jun Emperor Hotel, a dozen soldiers burst through the doors. The hotel's security guards, seeing their chillingly ferocious expressions, immediately moved to surround them. "What do you think you're doing?"

Qin Fan slapped the nearest guard to the ground and roared, "We're here to trash this place! Smash it! If anyone tries to stop you, knock them the hell down! Don't hold back! If the sky falls, I'll hold it up! Now smash this place until Guo Chenghuang shows his face!"

"Yes, sir!" Tie Niu roared hysterically, snapping a sharp salute to Qin Fan. A mist filmed his eyes, a flicker of profound gratitude showing through his tough, fierce expression. Gritting his teeth, he said no more, not wanting to be sentimental. He spun around and sent a security guard, who was rushing him with an electric baton, flying with a single kick.

"Fuck! They're here for trouble! Get 'em! Fucking kill 'em!"

Qin Fan's slap and Tie Niu's kick had set the tone for the brawl. The security guards, with Guo Wenhai's backing, didn't give a damn about the soldiers' military uniforms. Roaring with rage, they all lunged forward.

However, against these seventeen soldiers, the so-called hotel bouncers were complete pushovers. In less than ten seconds, all twenty-odd security guards who had rushed forward were lying on the floor. The sickening cracks and thuds that had echoed through the lobby were a testament to their serious injuries. For soldiers whose rage had reached an explosive point, mercy was not an option. The fact that none of them were dead was a miracle.

"Smash!"

Once the guards were dealt with, Qin Fan stood with his hands in his pockets and gave the single, cold command.

The next moment, a symphony of destruction erupted. Anything and everything in sight was systematically demolished.

Amidst the rising screams, a young woman in an office uniform with a manager's nameplate pinned to her chest ran out. Pointing a trembling, furious finger at the soldiers, she shrieked threats, "Are you all insane?! Do you have any idea whose territory this is? This is Ningchuan's Chairman Guo, Guo Chenghuang! You're looking for death! You're courting death!"

"Noisy," Qin Fan commented with a glance, utterly devoid of chivalry. "Slap her. Knock her down."

The words had barely left his mouth when Tie Niu spun and leaped into the air. His calloused palm came down hard across the manager's face.

SLAP!

With that one ruthless blow, the graceful woman was sent sprawling to the ground.

Ignoring the pitiful cries of the female manager on the floor, Qin Fan scanned the nearly demolished lobby. "Smash your way up, floor by floor!" he ordered with a snort. "Don't miss a single room! I want to see just how mighty this 'Lord City God' really is! Let's see how long he can stand it!"