In an upscale entertainment club, against a backdrop of deep, shadowy crimson, the muffled grunts of the "human punching bag" were especially chilling.
Jin Lei was rooting out the supposed traitor.
The Hidden Operatives he had planted in Qu City over more than a decade had all been uprooted. Repeated threats and stalking had failed to make Sun Binghe back down. He even had the leisure to send one or two back with a message for Jin Lei: "You'd better not have crossed any red lines. Otherwise, wash your neck and wait for the blade."
As long as Sun Binghe wasn't afraid, Jin Lei had no way to deal with him.
As for Chu Yilan, Jin Lei felt that he had long since transformed his appearance. Occasionally, when he looked through photos from over a decade ago, even he would be momentarily bewildered. Who was this?
Jin Lei had underestimated Chu Yilan's hatred for Chu Changqi.
And ever since Lu Qing had been exposed at the club that day, everything had gradually spiraled out of control. Before Jin Lei knew it, he had poured half his fortune into Qu City. Only a hefty reward could entice people to take risks; otherwise, nobody would give a damn about his meager connections. Yet now, virtually everyone who had benefited from him and had ties to the Blue Sea Project had been picked off cleanly.
Once Jin Lei had vented his anger, he took the towel a subordinate handed him and wiped his hair. Then he pulled out his phone and lit a cigar while browsing his treasured video clips.
The person in the videos was Shen Lian.
Jin Lei hadn't expected this to be so difficult. Shen Lian was even smarter and more cautious than he had anticipated, and he had no