Chen Jue went downstairs as though no one else were there. Upon reaching the hotel lobby, he found that the front desk staff had long since vanished, and even the hotel's main entrance had been locked shut.
Those gunshots earlier had been so abrupt that the absence of hotel security coming up to investigate had already been suspicious.
Seeing the deserted front desk, Chen Jue roughly guessed that this hot spring hotel was probably another gang-controlled property. Otherwise, they could not have cleared everyone out of the hotel so easily.
He slowly walked over to the tall, floor-to-ceiling glass doors at the lobby entrance and gave them a gentle push. The locked doors creaked and scraped under the pressure.
These floor-to-ceiling doors were made of tempered glass. With Chen Jue's push, a tremendous bang followed, and the entire glass door shattered. Evenly distributed cracks spread across its surface, before the enormous pane, weighing hundreds of pounds, crashed to the ground under his gentle push, scattering glass everywhere.
"What a pointless hassle!" Chen Jue could not help grumbling. He took several bundles of yen from the case and tossed them onto the ground as compensation for the hotel's repairs.
Just as Chen Jue smashed through the glass door and prepared to leave the hotel to find somewhere else to rest, dozens of business vans sat parked on the hillside road less than a hundred meters from the entrance.
A dense crowd of armed gang members surrounded the vehicles. Inuzuka Jirō, the vice chairman of the Matsuba-kai, was inside a Toyota Century, speaking with a gorgeous woman.
The woman wore a black suit. Despite her masculine attire, it did nothing to hide her voluptuous, sizzling figure.
"Miss Kawashima, how much longer will your people need to finish this?"
"Our chairman has