At the horrific scene on the screen, "Pfft..."
Jiang Che sat on the leather sofa in the presidential suite and burst out laughing again.
Shaking his head, he casually swiped across the screen and turned his attention to the next victim—the Wild Wave Soldier King, Ling Xiaodong.
In a cramped, dim, cheap rental room in a remote urban village of the Imperial Capital.
Ever since Gu Qingshang had fired him from the Gu Group and stripped him of his position as head of security, this Wild Wave Soldier King, who had once commanded the winds and clouds overseas, had fallen into an unemployed drifter who could barely afford to eat...
At that moment, Ling Xiaodong was bare-chested, gripping a military satellite phone as he let out beast-like roars into the receiver!
"Leona! What did you say?!"
"Say that again, you fucking bitch!"
Ling Xiaodong's eyes were wide, several chilling blood vessels even appearing at their corners.
"The Underworld's headquarters in Southeast Asia was wiped out?! Uprooted entirely?!"
"Who did it?! Which bastard sick of living did this?!"
Faced with this sudden, catastrophic disaster, Ling Xiaodong's mind was filled with nothing but deafening confusion.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?
He had only been back in the Dragon Kingdom for a month at most since leaving Southeast Asia!
When he had left, the Underworld had still been the underground overlord of the region. The Four Heavenly Kings guarded its headquarters, experts were everywhere, and its forces were strong!
How had the foundation he built with his own hands been eradicated in the blink of an eye, leaving not even a scrap behind?!
Could it have been those hostile dark factions in the Middle East joining forces to cross the line?
"My Lord..."
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