eurekapd Chapter 247 At this moment, neither the richest man nor the godfather matters.
Chapter 247 At this moment, neither the richest man nor the godfather matters.
The paparazzi in the baseball cap slumped in the mud, watching helplessly as the terrifying black convoy disappeared into the morning mist, before scrambling to hand over the extremely valuable memory card.
Inside the spacious and luxurious rear seats of the Maybach.
Extremely quiet.
The only sound is the gentle warm air blowing from the car's air conditioner.
Su Qingge gripped Lin Zhou's clothes tightly.
Even sitting in an absolutely safe bulletproof car, her hands, which showed an extreme lack of security, remained firmly on her side.
The past few days and nights of anxiety and fear have completely drained this icy female CEO of all her energy.
After confirming that Lin Zhou was truly safe and sound.
The nerve that had been stretched to its limit finally relaxed completely.
"husband……"
Su Qingge buried her face in Lin Zhou's chest, her voice barely audible.
"Promise me you'll take me with you wherever you go from now on, okay?"
"Even if we die, the three of us will die together."
Hearing these nonsensical words, which sounded like ramblings, Lin Zhou's heart suddenly ached.
He lowered his head.
He gently placed a kiss on Su Qingge's head.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Lin Zhou lowered his voice, his tone filled with an unyielding tenderness.
"With me here, not even the Heavenly King himself can take you away."
"Go to sleep, you'll be home after a good night's sleep."
With Lin Zhou's heartbeat steady and strong, Su Qingge finally closed her swollen, red eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Lin Zhou carefully adjusted his sitting posture.
He made the woman in his arms more comfortable, then took off his trench coat and carefully covered her with it.
He looked at his wife's pale yet peaceful sleeping face.
Lin Zhou's deep eyes were churning with extremely complex emotions.
Just a few days ago.
He used hundreds of billions of dollars to completely crush the once invincible Dynasty Entertainment with an extremely domineering and arrogant attitude.
The entire internet is praising him wildly.
Countless media outlets have firmly bestowed upon him the dazzling titles of "New Godfather of Chinese Entertainment" and "Head of a Billion-Dollar Conglomerate."
Countless celebrities and powerful figures in the capital were scrambling to curry favor with him.
But at this moment.
He held his exhausted wife in his arms.
In this extremely quiet carriage.
Lin Zhoucai realized with profound clarity just how pale and laughable those so-called empty titles and powers truly were.
What? A billionaire?
What is the new godfather of the Chinese entertainment industry?
None of that matters.
Even if all the wealth of the entire Earth were piled up in front of him, it wouldn't compare to the extremely peaceful breath Su Qingge took at this moment.
Even that can't compare to a sweet, crisp "Dad."
The woman in his arms, and his sweet, gentle daughter at home.
That was Lin Zhou's true Achilles' heel in this world, and the only refuge for his soul.
Lin Zhou raised his right hand and stroked Su Qingge's cheek with great affection.
His gaze gradually shifted from extreme gentleness to a terrifying killing intent capable of freezing the air.
"The K Organization".
"The Black Bishop".
Lin Zhou silently murmured these two names in his heart, as if they were a persistent, malignant infection.
You want the "source code" in my head, you want that elusive, heaven-defying technology tree.
That's your greed.
But you should never have, ever extended those extremely filthy hands to my family!
You have shattered this precious peace.
Then the entire organization must be destroyed to pay the price!
No matter how powerful or influential that Black bishop was in the capital, no matter how well he hid himself.
Lin Zhou made a silent vow.
Even if it completely shatters the heavens of the capital, he will absolutely drag out this old fox and crush his bones inch by inch!
He will never let anyone shed another tear for his wife and daughters.
The bodyguard's extremely low voice came through the walkie-talkie in the front row.
"Master, we are about to enter the Western Mountain territory. The fortress defense system has detected the convoy's signal and is activating the first line of defense."
Lin Zhou slightly raised his eyes and looked ahead through the bulletproof car window.
The morning mist gradually dissipated.
A massive, sprawling complex of buildings, resembling a steel behemoth, nestled halfway up the mountainside, came into view.
This is the Western Hills Fortress, a doomsday shelter built by the Lin family at a cost of one billion.
The 10-meter-high pure steel explosion-proof wall is densely covered with countless high-definition infrared cameras and automatic warning weapon stations.
The convoy drove in with remarkable smoothness.
After passing through three extremely heavy hydraulic alloy doors, we finally stopped in front of the entrance to the underground safe house in the core area.
The slight braking inertia caused Su Qingge's long eyelashes to flutter twice.
She woke up groggily from her deep sleep.
"Have we arrived yet?"
Su Qingge rubbed her eyes, her voice still a little hoarse from just waking up.
"Yes, I'm home."
Lin Zhou gently tidied her disheveled hair and got out of the car first.
Then, with utmost gentlemanly grace, he reached out and helped Su Qingge out of the car.
The entrance to the underground safe house was extremely spacious and bright, and the air filtration system emitted a very faint operating sound.
The moment Lin Zhou's feet had just firmly planted themselves.
"Bang!"
The extremely thick, blast-proof isolation door of the safe house was pushed open a crack from the inside with great difficulty.
Followed by.
A tiny, adorable figure in pink fluffy pajamas is like a precision-guided cannonball.
With an extremely cheerful laugh, it squeezed out through the crack in the door!
"dad!"
That clear, innocent child's voice instantly shattered all the remaining coldness and murderous intent emanating from Lin Zhou.
Lin Zhou knelt on one knee with practiced ease.
He opened his extremely wide arms and caught the extremely soft little cannonball tightly in his arms.
"Oh, Daddy's sweet baby!"
Lin Zhou buried his head in the soft, fluffy crook of his daughter's neck, greedily inhaling the unique milky scent emanating from her.
He kissed the chubby little face hard.
"Do you miss your dad?"
"I absolutely want to!"
Nuonuo clung tightly to Lin Zhou's neck like a koala, giggling incessantly.
She wiggled her little bottom excitedly in Lin Zhou's arms.
Then, as if showing off a treasure, she pulled out a very crumpled A4 sheet of drawing paper from the pocket of her pink pajamas.
"Dad, look!"
Nuonuo proudly held up the drawing paper in front of Lin Zhou.
On the drawing paper.
It was a tall man drawn in a very childish way with colorful crayons.
The man was wearing an extremely exaggerated pair of gold-rimmed glasses and was holding a sword.
At the man's feet were several ugly little figures painted black and marked with big red crosses.
Lin Zhou looked at the painting, and his eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.
He gently plucked his daughter's little nose.
"Who is this painting of? It looks so imposing!"
Nuonuo puffed out her little chest with great seriousness, her voice as clear and crisp as a silver bell.
"It's a drawing of Dad!"
"Grandpa Chen said that Dad went to a very far place to fight a big bad guy!"
"Nuonuo knows that Daddy is a superhero who beats up bad guys!"