23:00.
The three parties officially met.
"Hi, hello, Mr. Chet."
Kaijie spread his arms and gave him a brief hug, then turned to Ye Xunzhi. "And hello to you too, Miss Ye."
"Hello, Mr. Kaijie." Holding her briefcase, Ye Xunzhi nodded in greeting.
Kaijie raised an eyebrow, looking in surprise at the empty space behind Ye Xunzhi. "You didn't bring any bodyguards, Miss Ye?"
"Perhaps you trust us a little too much?" he asked meaningfully.
Ye Xunzhi walked over to Chet, a little old man with a cross-shaped knife scar on his face. She spread her hands and smiled.
"I thought showing your business partners some trust was basic etiquette."
Without warning, she suddenly drew the gun at her waist and pressed it against Chet's head, dragging him swiftly backward and using his body as a shield.
Her face vicious, looking even more like a thug than the thugs themselves, she ordered Chet's men:
"Attack them!"
Everyone: !!!
Chet shrieked, "Do as she says!"
Ye Xunzhi rapidly reviewed Chet's information in her mind.
Chet, the boss of the International Criminal Organization, had been fierce and ruthless in his youth. But the lion had grown old, and now he treasured his life more than ever. Without an offer guaranteed to move him, he would never agree to cooperate.
Because he was utterly useless in a fight, he practically wanted bodyguards surrounding him in layers whenever he went out.
That was also why Ye Xunzhi had approached him. As long as she took him hostage during negotiations, someone who treasured his life as much as he did would certainly order his subordinates to obey her unconditionally to save himself.
The battle erupted in an instant, and the fighting began.
Up on Mountain Ridge, Hu Feiwei watched dumbfounded as Ye Xunzhi effortlessly sparked