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The Bearded Winter Soldier replied coldly, with no hint of seeking permission.

Ward Meachum frowned slightly, but before he could speak, the Bearded Winter Soldier's gun had already leveled at him.

"Say another word and I'll kill you."

The voice was calm.

But Ward Meachum felt a chill. He could tell the man wasn't bluffing—he really would kill him.

Knock—knock-knock—knock—

A rhythmic knock suddenly sounded, the agreed-upon signal among the Winter Soldiers.

The Bearded Winter Soldier opened the door. The Female Winter Soldier entered and walked toward Ward Meachum.

"The Boss wants to see him."

The Bearded Winter Soldier didn't question it. They never doubted each other's loyalty.

The Female Winter Soldier pulled out a tactical knife, cut the rope around Ward Meachum's feet, grabbed him, and left.

Captain's Room.

The Female Winter Soldier held Ward Meachum by the neck with one hand and knocked lightly with the other.

"Boss, he's here."

"Come in."

It was a young man's voice.

Ward Meachum took a deep breath, steadying his nerves and composure. As the eldest son of Rand Corporation, he couldn't afford to lose face in his first real battle—

"Get in there!"

The Female Winter Soldier pushed the door open and tossed Ward Meachum inside.

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Tears streaming. Thanks to the brothers for the support, thanks to the editor, thanks to the site!

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Without the slightest warning or hesitation.

The eldest son of Rand Corporation, disheveled and humiliated, braced himself on the floor with both hands, kneeling.

He shot a furious glare at the Female Winter Soldier, who hadn't followed him in.

Where's your manners?

Thump!

The Female Winter Soldier stared at Ward Meachum expressionlessly and closed the door.

Ward Meachum pulled his gaze back, grimaced, and stared at the floor, not daring to look up.

"Why are you looking down?"

Su Quan watched the young man kneeling motionless with interest.

Ward Meachum. Son of Harold Meachum. Eldest son of Rand Corporation!

Of course, that title came with an asterisk—Danny Rand, the Iron Fist, was the true eldest son.

He'd originally planned to use Super Hearing to check how Silver Sable and the Wild Pack were spreading the word, to hear what the recipients had to say.

But instead, he'd caught this Little Guy identifying himself to the Bearded Winter Soldier and asking to speak with someone in charge.

Fine, let's talk.

Ward Meachum still didn't look up, as if the floor before him had a beautiful woman dancing on it.

"My name is Ward Meachum. My father is Harold Meachum, chairman of Rand Corporation. If you guarantee the safety of everyone on this ship and let us leave unharmed afterward, I can represent my father and meet any demand you have."

His voice trembled slightly, betraying his nerves, but his words were well-organized.

"Why should I believe you can speak for your father? The chairman of Rand Corporation is your father, not you."

"It will be soon."

Ward Meachum took a deep breath and said calmly, "My father has cancer. His condition isn't good. I'm afraid—he doesn't have much time."

"I'm his only son. The company will come to me. So no matter the cost, he'll save me."

"And I'm willing to pay any price to keep my life."

In the Iron Fist's personal series, this kid was a ruthless, heartless capitalist.

He hadn't even taken over Rand Corporation yet, and he was already showing signs of becoming a cold-blooded killer.

No wonder he later used every means to deal with Danny Rand when he returned from Kunlun.

And even killed his own father for pulling the strings behind the scenes.

"What do you think of this ship?" Su Quan asked with a smile.

Ward Meachum reacted quickly: "It's yours."

"Not enough."

"I can give you another one. No, five!" Ward Meachum said hurriedly.

"Ten."

"Deal."

Ward Meachum didn't hesitate: "I need to contact my father. Don't worry, I won't try anything. You can designate a delivery location. Once the ships arrive, you let me go."

"What if you come after me afterward?" Su Quan asked again.

Ward Meachum quickly shook his head: "I didn't see your face, and I don't know who you are. As long as you can leave then, you'll definitely have a way to erase the traces afterward."

No wonder this guy kept his head down when he came in—pretty sneaky.

Su Quan pretended to be troubled: "My people—you've seen what they look like."

Ward Meachum seemed to have already thought of an answer and said directly: "If they're trustworthy, they won't betray you. If they're not trustworthy—"

"What then?"

"You have money. Money can buy you everything, including stronger, more obedient subordinates."

Damn, this guy was egging him on to kill and silence them.

Su Quan hesitated for a moment, pretending to think it over. After a long pause, he slowly said, "There are too many people on the ship. Too many people means trouble."

"You—what do you mean?" Ward Meachum's body stiffened as he vaguely guessed.

"Everyone except you has to die!"

"No, there's no need for that, right? They're just ordinary Rand Corporation employees. They can't affect you at all. And if people die, things will only get more troublesome, won't they?"

Ward Meachum's voice trembled as he tried to persuade the other to change his mind.

"They die, you live. You live, they die."

"Your choice."

How could he choose? Either way, it was the same!

Ward Meachum gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay calm.

"Fine, but I have one condition. My girlfriend is also on the ship. She can't die!"

"I can guarantee she knows nothing and won't say anything."

Girlfriend?

Would someone as selfish and ruthless as Ward Meachum care about a mere girlfriend?

Besides, where was this?

Madripoor!

The Hand was using Rand Corporation's ships for business. It was already surprising enough that Ward Meachum was on board—how could he have brought his girlfriend along?

So—

This "girlfriend" was probably connected to Rand Corporation or The Hand, and she was very important to him.

The Hand's people could be ruled out. Even if Harold Meachum had told him some truths, he wouldn't care about the lives of The Hand's members.

On the contrary, rather than saving them, he'd probably want them dead.

Then, in Rand Corporation, there was only one person who would be that important to someone as selfish and ruthless as him.

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Besides Harold Meachum, his equally ruthless and merciless father, Ward Meachum had one other relative—one more important than his father!