He shook his head, casting aside the jumble of thoughts in his mind.
Qiang Zi did not think much of it either. He dragged Luo Chen out of the supercar, stuffed him straight into the trunk of a nearby Land Rover, and had someone tie him up tight.
He swaggered about without the slightest attempt at concealment.
Working for the Jiang Family, Qiang Zi had never known how to write the word fear.
As long as he was not shooting people dead on bustling streets packed with pedestrians, Qiang Zi feared nothing no matter what happened. There were plenty of people above him to protect him.
Since he had tied up Luo Chen at the entrance to Xia Family Manor, someone would naturally take care of the aftermath for him, cut off the surveillance footage from earlier, and erase every trace.
"Brother Qiang, what's the next step?"
The burly man in black beside him took out a Huazi and offered it to Qiang Zi. He eagerly lit his cigarette for him, smiling fawningly as he bowed and scraped.
"I'll ask Young Master..."
Qiang Zi took an epic drag, inhaling deeply as smoke curled around his face.
[Young Master, this Luo Chen has been tied up. What should we do next?]
[Arrange for him to leave the country and send him to Bangkok. Get him a sex reassignment surgery, find someone to watch him around the clock, then force him to solicit clients. Remember, only let him take Black clients.]
Qiang Zi: ...
Seeing the message Jiang Che had sent on his phone screen, Qiang Zi's mouth twitched violently as he silently mourned for Luo Chen for two seconds.
Getting toyed with like this by his own Young Master, this guy Luo Chen was truly miserable!
Qiang Zi could already foresee