I Can Destroy Planets with My Psychokinesis-Chapter 282. Intelligence Relay

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Chapter 282: 282. Intelligence Relay

Including Han Chen, a total of 20 people were dragged to the lobby on the first floor.

Their skin was dark, most of them wore earthy-green military uniforms, and a few were members of the management layer in their suits and leather shoes.

But no matter what their attire or appearance, their expressions all carried an undeniable ferocity and murderous aura.

It was the kind of temperament that one could only have from being accustomed to bloodshed and killing, impossible to fake.

This was normal, for this place also had a name known as the "Golden Triangle," once the world-famous poppy-growing region.

At this moment, upon seeing Lu Li reveal his phone, the group of fierce individuals subconsciously looked over.

The phone was placed horizontally, displaying two side-by-side photos.

One was a young man in military attire playing the guitar, identified as Li Saigao.

The other was a plump, round-faced girl, her body also somewhat round, named He Jing.

After showing the photos, Lu Li looked toward the person on the far left and said,

"Let’s start with you. It’s a relay of information; take longer than three seconds to speak, and you die."

The man was somewhat stunned, not yet grasping the meaning of the "information relay." A slight hesitation, and the 3 seconds were up.

But with a "crack" sound, "Number 0" grabbed his head and twisted it like wringing out celery.

Blood plasma sprayed up to the 5-meter-high ceiling, also splattering all over the group of fierce men’s faces and heads.

Their expressions were frozen in shock, disbelief written all over their faces, while Lu Li pointed in order to the second person.

This one, also in earthy-green military attire, had blood plasma running down his face, too horrified to react:

"I, I... that..."

Three seconds passed in the blink of an eye, and "Number 0" didn’t hesitate to twist off his head as well.

The headless corpse collapsed to the ground, spurting blood, and Lu Li then looked in turn to the third person, a manager in a suit.

This one fared slightly better, at least managing to stutter a few words: "I don’t know these two people, I’ve never seen them... Ahhh!!!"

Before he could finish his nonsense, he let out a sharp scream as his head was twisted off.

With his head rolling beside him, streaked with blood and flesh, Han Chen turned deathly pale!

This man, born into a police family and having mixed with the underworld, had a quick mind and had basically guessed the situation—

It must be someone tough who provoked the "Art Troupe" of the Henry Group!

Only a few seconds had passed, and already three heads had been twisted off!

But this was just the beginning!

At this time, the group of fierce men were scared out of their wits, and began to panic and shout, causing quite a commotion.

"Too noisy."

Lu Li’s brows furrowed slightly, and the Puppet immediately took action, tearing off the necks of the five loudest people.

Vocal cords and windpipes were ripped out together, silencing them immediately as they collapsed to the ground, spurting blood plasma.

The remaining twelve were not foolish, halting any noise abruptly, not daring to make a sound.

From there on, within less than half a minute, the menacing aura of the gang of thugs had completely dissipated.

Fear filled their eyes, as they huddled like quails, trembling violently.

Lu Li still looked at the person on the far left, who now became quite cooperative:

"Li Saigao is at the Henry Hotel! That woman was taken away by him!"

The next person, remembering the three-second rule, quickly followed up:

"We are just the nightclub under the Henry Group; the Art Troupe handles the abduction business."

The following individuals, not wanting their heads twisted off, continued the "relay" in the same manner:

"The Art Troupe of the Henry Group, responsible for posting videos on social media platforms to lure people in."

Of course, there were those who were too nervous to speak or stuttered as they concocted lies.

Lu Li couldn’t bother distinguishing and immediately had the Puppet execute them.

Blood plasma and rolling heads incited the remaining few to rapidly spill their intelligence, desperate not to become the next victim.

The goods in the belly will be expelled sooner or later, and the number of survivors is dwindling.

Meanwhile, the commotion here has already caught the attention of the outside world. Someone peeked out, and upon seeing the corpses strewn all over the ground, they immediately screamed and ran away.

Soon, 3 police cars arrived, and a group of police officers wielding AKs rushed out.

Here, the police also wear military uniforms and come charging in with an intimidating presence.

Lu Li waved his hand, and 8 Puppets immediately dashed forward to meet them, gunfire and screams tangled into a chaotic mess.

And the "pass the message" game was moving quickly, progressing every three seconds, and it had reached the "top three" round, with Han Chen’s turn to speak.

He stood amid the gruesomely dead bodies and said in a forced calm:

"The Henry Group Art Troupe was single-handedly planned and created by a person named Tao Xinfu. He gathered a bunch of good-looking men and women to sing and dance in military uniforms, tricking people from Xia Country to come here."

This had already moved on to discussing the group’s upper echelons, and the people behind him felt enormous pressure, occasionally glancing towards the door, hoping the police would come to their aid.

This lack of focus got his head twisted off by "Number 0" the next second.

Blood plasma sprayed, a body fell to the ground, and now it was down to the final circle.

The man Han Chen faced was the sinister, buzz-cut man who had announced his background from the very beginning.

When it was his turn, he didn’t hesitate and blurted out:

"Han Chen is the major shareholder of this nightclub!"

Upon hearing this, the corners of Lu Li’s mouth twitched slightly...

Han Chen’s hair stood on end, and he hastily shouted:

"It’s just a simple investment... This person used to be Li Saigao’s right-hand man!"

Pressure fell on Mr. Right-Hand Man.

He looked at the hands of Number 0, sweating profusely.

Under extreme nervousness and fear, he couldn’t care less and gritted his teeth, shouting:

"The woman you’re looking for has already had her kidneys removed..."

At these words, Lu Li’s eyelids lifted. Without saying a word, the immense pressure made it difficult for anyone to breathe.

The right-hand man cried out, "That woman couldn’t swindle any money, she was certainly going to have her organs harvested... Ah!!!"

"Thank you for informing me."

Before he could finish, Lu Li crushed the man’s head with his Spirit, splattering red and white all over the wall.

Thus, within less than five minutes, he had obtained the information.

And that final scene completely terrified Han Chen! His head was filled with thoughts of superpowers and witchcraft.

Luckily, as a filmmaker with a rich imagination and strong acceptance, he quickly said with a trembling voice:

"I really only came to invest, I didn’t participate in these things, please don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!"

"You’re not going to die just yet."

Lu Li said, "Big star, congratulations on your victory. As a reward, I’ll help you shoot an action movie."

"An, an action movie?"

Han Chen didn’t quite understand what that meant, but he felt somewhat relieved upon hearing that he wouldn’t die.

He then immediately realized that the sound of gunfire was distant, and he could hardly hear it anymore?

Right after, Han Chen was dragged out of the nightclub by Number 0 and witnessed the scene outside.

It looked as if a battle had taken place outside, with bodies and burning, smoking cars everywhere, and buildings pockmarked with bullet holes.

This Meng Bo was just a town on the outskirts, which couldn’t withstand the tampering of 8 Terminators.

By now, the main road had been nearly cleared, and the Puppets, following their master’s command, began pulling gasoline out of the cars and igniting the buildings along the roadside.

Dense smoke billowed up, and the fire erupted violently in an instant.

Lu Li, accompanied by the Puppets and the apprehensive Han Chen, drove in three police cars towards the "Henry Hotel."

That was also located in the city district, with a permanent population of over 80,000 people.

Although he had heard the bad news, Lu Li still had to go and verify it for himself.

If the situation turned out to be true, this time he would have to extract the Divine Souls of several thousand people.

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