Noon.
Out at sea.
Inside a moving yacht, a middle-aged man sat in a sun lounger. His hair was long, and he held a glass of foreign liquor, looking rather relaxed.
Ring, ring, ring. The phone rang.
The middle-aged man picked it up. "Mm."
An anxious male voice came from the other end. "Sixth Master!"
The middle-aged man said unhurriedly, "How did it go?"
The man answered nervously, "We screwed up. Zhang Longjuan and the others got away."
If Dong Xuebin and the others had been there, they would have recognized that uneasy voice over the phone. It belonged to the man who had made the threatening call to them.
"They got away? How?"
"We had them boxed in, but they suddenly rammed our cars. Little Hu and the others got scared and swerved, and the cars flipped over!"
"Oh? Something like that happened? Zhang Longjuan has some nerve, doesn't she?"
"The driver didn't seem to be her. It was a young man. Never seen him before."
"A bodyguard? Heh, now this is interesting."
"Sixth Master, what should we do next..."
"They have three bodyguards, right?"
"Mm, and two of them are twins."
"Have you figured out where they are now?"
"I found them. They're in the Commercial District. Should I take some people over?"
"Use another method. Don't make too much of a scene. We should leave the higher-ups some face too, right?"
"You're right."
"Keep watch on them for now."
"We already have people watching them."
"Mm. They'll have to come out to eat or handle business eventually. We already have Zhang Longjuan in the bag, so there's no need to rush. Take it slow and steady."
"Alright, we understand, Sixth Master."
"Mm. Go handle it."
Afternoon.
Commercial Street.
Inside a hotel suite.
More than forty minutes had