Why is every kind of person coming after me? This is already the third assassin to show up before me in disguise. What a joke! Yang Bo looked at the woman before him. Nominally, she was the manager of some trading company and looked like corporate public relations, but Yang Bo had seen through her Camouflage at a glance.
"General Li, I wonder if I might have a chance to speak with you privately?" She gave what she believed was a charming smile and asked Yang Bo sweetly.
"Of course." Yang Bo welcomed all comers. When the time came, he would round up all these assassins in one sweep and see who exactly was pulling the strings behind the scenes.
"This is my private contact information. I'm available anytime." She slipped Yang Bo a note with a smile, her tone deliberately suggestive.
"Of course. I enjoy private conversations with beautiful women most of all." Yang Bo nodded and answered with a straight face.
The female assassin giggled. "Then I'll be waiting for good news."
Then she left with a smile, though she sneered inwardly. Li John's background had long since been dug up.
Li John had kept quite a few beautiful women at his former estate, and she had disguised herself as precisely his preferred type.
God of War? Marshal? So that's all he is! The woman sneered inwardly, though her face still wore a springlike smile.
Some other sycophants also crowded around Yang Bo. "Marshal Li, I am John, manager of Huang Sen Trading Company's Kalaya Province branch. I hope you'll look after us in the future."
As he raised his glass in a deferential toast, the middle-aged man bent and bowed as he fawned over Yang Bo.
"Our company can make a donation!" the man added.
"My battleship