The Fiery Dragon Project was a collaboration Lu Ming had established with Jiang Lan when he was still in Jinling, acting as the God of War. It involved setting up stations nationwide to select high-quality dogs, which would then be professionally trained by the God of War's soldiers to become their capable assistants.
A large city like Misty Capital would definitely have a station. Moreover, after such a long period of training, the first batch of dogs were already well-trained and ready to be deployed for 'combat'. This was the moment the Fiery Dragon Project was beginning to show results!
The Dragon King nodded and immediately had thirty well-trained battle dogs brought over.
There were many onlookers around. Upon hearing Lu Ming's words, they all showed disdainful expressions.
"I thought he was someone important, turns out he's just a dog dealer."
"Battle dogs, hah, what a way to inflate his own importance."
"You know, the police have already deployed their K-9 units for the search. Are their police dogs inferior to his damn battle dogs? This dog dealer is just using this opportunity to gain publicity, desperate for fame."
The world has no shortage of people who spew sarcastic remarks. They possess no real ability and cannot help in any way, yet they don't hesitate to mock others, ridicule them, or even create obstacles for them.
Lu Ming was not affected by this trash talk and remained calm.
Soon, thirty rigorously trained battle dogs were brought over.
Lu Ming turned to Qiao Qingqing and asked, "Do you have any of your child's personal belongings? Preferably worn clothes or a cup. The stronger her scent, the better."
"Yes, yes!" Qiao Qingqing immediately produced her child's clothes and a teacup.
Lu Ming handed these items to the dog trainers. All thirty battle dogs sniffed them, and then, with thirty battle dogs setting off together, the scene was incredibly spectacular!
Initially, the battle dogs scattered in different directions, darting everywhere, making it look like they were just running around aimlessly. But after ten minutes, the situation changed dramatically. All thirty battle dogs arrived at one location: the Fuyou Hotel.
This was a luxurious, high-end hotel where the average per-person consumption could reach a staggering 30,000 yuan! In other words, dining here cost an average of 30,000 yuan per meal. Such a high expense was not something ordinary people could afford. Therefore, those dining here were either wealthy or influential, all prominent figures.
Finding a child in such a place would be difficult. Getting inside was another matter entirely! Even the police would need approval from higher authorities and undergo layers of consent before investigating such a high-end establishment, and even then, they couldn't disrupt business. But if they did, the child might never be found.
Lu Ming stood at the entrance of the Fuyou Hotel, took a leash, and led a battle dog towards the hotel.
"Everyone else wait here. I'll go in alone."
As soon as he reached the entrance, a security guard stopped him. The guard looked Lu Ming up and down, seeing his extremely simple attire, with his entire outfit probably not worth more than two hundred yuan, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Are you here to beg?" the guard asked sarcastically.
Lu Ming said indifferently, "My child is missing. The battle dog followed the scent all the way here, indicating the child entered the hotel. I need to go in and look."
What? The guard sneered, "Your child is missing, what's that got to do with me? We have a rule: no outsiders are allowed in, including dogs." The word 'dog' referred to both Lu Ming's battle dog and Lu Ming himself, a subtle insult.
Lu Ming said in a low voice, "Finding the child cannot be delayed. I don't have time to waste. Please be accommodating and let me in. I will thank you once the child is found."
The guard laughed, "Thank me? Why would I need your thanks? You dirt-poor, worthless trash, would I lack your measly little offerings? Get lost, get lost. Let me tell you, this is the Fuyou Hotel, a high-class establishment! Everyone dining here is a top figure, not a place for lowlifes like you!"
Lu Ming's face turned cold. "But my daughter is inside."
The guard spat, "Nonsense! How could your brat possibly get into such a high-class hotel? Stop spouting rubbish and get out!"
Lu Ming's brows furrowed. He didn't want to cause trouble, as finding the child was paramount, and causing trouble would only delay the search. But the more accommodating he was, the more people would walk all over him. Some people just deserved a good thrashing!
"Hoo—" Lu Ming sighed deeply. He stopped arguing with the guard, took the dog, and strode forward.
"Scoundrel!" the guard panicked. "You damn dog, you think you can do as you please? You dare to barge into the Fuyou Hotel, you don't respect me! Brothers, someone is causing trouble, come and deal with him!"
Instantly, a large group of security guards rushed out, each armed with a baton, looking menacing. They hadn't had a fight in a long time because hardly anyone dared to cause trouble at the Fuyou Hotel. Little did they expect to encounter someone suicidal today. So, there was no need to be polite, they went straight for him!
As the security guards swung their batons and charged, Lu Ming's eyes were filled with murderous intent. Finding the child was a race against time, and he couldn't afford to be delayed here. To save as much time as possible, Lu Ming did not hold back. He struck with extreme ferocity! One punch per person, he didn't waste any time. In less than ten seconds, the entire group of security guards were lying on the ground, unconscious.
Lu Ming, leading the dog, strode into the Fuyou Hotel.
Once inside, he knelt down and patted the dog's head, saying, "Good dog, go find the child's whereabouts."
The battle dog understood Lu Ming's intention, sniffed intently, and then bolted off. Lu Ming quickly followed. They ran all the way to the third floor and stopped in front of a room. The dog barked several times at the door. Lu Ming nodded, understanding that the child was locked in this room!
Just as Lu Ming was about to forcefully kick the door open, an elder in a suit and tie approached. This was the owner of the Fuyou Hotel, Wang Tong.
Wang Tong shouted, "Stop!"
Lu Ming turned slightly and looked coldly at Wang Tong. "You want to stop me too? Seeing as you're an elder, I don't want to lay hands on you."
Wang Tong narrowed his eyes and said, "Young man, I advise you not to act rashly. Do you know who is staying in this room? If you dare to force your way in, you'll lose your life."
Oh? That dangerous? Lu Ming said nonchalantly, "My child is inside. No matter who it is, I will go in."
Wang Tong chuckled coldly, "Whether your child is inside is not even certain. Even if she is, by forcing your way in like this, you won't save your child, but you'll lose your own life."
Lu Ming asked, "Who is inside that is so formidable?"
Wang Tong raised his head and said proudly, "Staying inside is Mr. Xue Zong, the spokesperson for Misty Capital's Sleeping Dragon!"