71: 71. Something big happened

Platinum Club.

As a well-known top club in Jiangcheng, this place is definitely synonymous with luxury. The entire club is less than three thousand square meters, with only twenty-three private rooms. Each room has a unique ambiance and charm, ensuring absolute privacy.

Moreover, from the waitstaff to the top hostesses, everyone here is a top-tier beauty. These beauties are also of high caliber; good looks are just the basic requirement. During the day, they all have respectable identities, either as university students or office workers, all educated individuals. This is also a reason why many wealthy individuals choose to spend money here.

Zheng Mingtao was very fond of this place. Even though the annual membership fee for this club was as high as a million, it was just a drop in the bucket for him.

At this moment, inside the Heaven-Class No. 1 private room, Zheng Mingtao was reclining on a leather sofa, his expensive suit jacket casually tossed aside. He was enjoying imperial treatment, with a woman on each arm.

On the marble table in front of him were various famous wines and fruit platters. Four curvaceous beauties surrounded him, giggling as they fed him grapes.

"Young Master Zheng, you're eating delicious grapes. Come, have a drink with me~"

A woman in a black lace dress pressed against him, her soft chest brushing against his arm intentionally or unintentionally, her eyes practically dripping with allure.

Zheng Mingtao laughed unrestrainedly and wrapped an arm around her slender waist: "Drink! Tonight, whoever passes out first has to take off a piece of clothing!"

The women giggled and cheered, and the atmosphere in the private room grew increasingly decadent.

No one noticed that at the entrance of the club, a dark figure was silently approaching.

Yang Lao San circled the Platinum Club once, then squatted in the shadow of a blind spot in the surveillance.

The cigarette butt in his mouth flickered, illuminating a centipede-shaped old scar on his neck, a memento from a jungle fight.

"Platinum Club... Heaven-Class No. 1 room..."

Yang Lao San murmured, extinguished the cigarette butt, and felt the ropes and anesthetic in his backpack. Everything was there.

Four bodyguards with earpieces stood at the main entrance of the club, and the internal security level was not low. A direct forceful entry was not realistic.

However, he had just discovered a door at the back of the building, seemingly to protect the guests' reputations, as many heavily drunk rich people left from there.

That could be a breakthrough point... At 3:17 AM, traffic on the street was sparse, with hardly any pedestrians visible. Even the doorman was squinting, looking a bit tired.

The back door "creaked" open.

Zheng Mingtao staggered out, reeking of alcohol. A bodyguard followed behind him, supporting him.

He yanked off his uncomfortable tie, and suddenly his stomach churned. He vomited against the corner of the wall, his expensive custom shirt covered in stains.

"You... *hic*... go get the car..."

Originally, he always came out with two bodyguards, but one of them had just been sent away. The remaining bodyguard hesitated for a moment, then thought that he had been to this place many times and there wouldn't be any problems, so he said, "Yes, Young Master Zheng!"

As the bodyguard's footsteps faded, Yang Lao San saw that the time was ripe. He tiptoed, approaching like a ghost.

"Young Master Zheng?" His hoarse voice carried a strange, amused tone.

"Didn't you hear me tell you to go get the car?!" Zheng Mingtao roared. He spun around abruptly and, through his bleary, drunken eyes, realized he didn't recognize this person.

"You..."

Before he could finish, a towel soaked in a pungent odor magnified before his eyes, directly covering Zheng Mingtao's mouth and nose.

Zheng Mingtao struggled wildly, his soft, weak elbow striking the other's ribs with a dull thud. Yang Lao San sneered, tightening his grip with more force.

A few seconds later, Zheng Mingtao completely fell into darkness, collapsing like a broken sack.

"Young Master Zheng, the car is here..." When the bodyguard returned, he looked at the empty alley, as if struck by lightning.

Terrified, he immediately pulled out his phone and made a call: "Young Master Zheng is gone! Young Master Zheng is gone!!!"

His trembling voice caused a stir in Jiangcheng.

Inside the Zheng family mansion, Zheng Hongyun, the founder of Fangming Group, was asleep in bed. Being advanced in age, he could not tolerate the slightest sound while sleeping; this was one of the Zheng family's rules!

All the servants were extremely careful, and even his wife had to stay in a different room.

However, just after he had fallen asleep, urgent footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a "thump-thump-thump" knock.

Zheng Hongyun opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "What is it?"

He knew the butler wouldn't be so reckless; something must have happened for him to be so flustered.

"Master, something terrible has happened. Young Master Zheng is missing!"

"What?!"

Zheng Hongyun's drowsiness vanished completely. He ripped open his silk bathrobe, got out of bed, and quickly opened the door, a terrifying cold light bursting from his aged eyes: "Who said that?"

"The bodyguard said it. He helped Young Master Zheng out of the Platinum Club and then went to get the car. When he returned, the young master was already gone," the butler said nervously.

"Investigate! Send everyone out to investigate, see who the young master has offended recently. At the same time, spread the word that any demands can be made, but no harm must come to him!"

Zheng Hongyun's aged face was filled with gloom. Zheng Mingtao was his only son, and he could not afford to lose him.

Having been in the business world for many years, he had offended countless people. He racked his brain but still couldn't think of who would be targeting his son now!

Was it aimed at him? Or... The butler hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, Young Master Zheng just sent people today to deal with that young man named Lu Feng and Yu Tianxiong. This matter failed a few hours ago, and now that group of people is being sought by the police. Could it be related to this?"

Zheng Hongyun frowned: "Why didn't anyone tell me?"

"The young master said you had agreed, and I thought..."

Zheng Hongyun was furious: "What a scoundrel, always resorting to these unsavory, underhanded tactics. Go investigate thoroughly; don't miss a single clue."

"Yes!!!"