The clash at Hong Kong's docks had ended. The King Organization's attempt to ambush Cao Yang, Lin Bei, and Li Lepeng had failed, and they had paid a heavy price: two Kings left behind, three squads lost. Besides that, their operation to hunt the persons in charge tonight had also failed, costing them quite a few members.
Although Headquarters had suffered some losses as well, this was already a resounding victory under the circumstances.
"Yang Jian, you arrived just in time. If you'd been any later, Cao Yang and I would both have died. Then Li Lepeng, left alone, would have been in danger too." Only now did Lin Bei finally relax a little. He was currently sitting on top of that terrifying old woman in a Western-style dress.
Though he was merely pinning her beneath his backside, with supernatural power in use, it was equivalent to an entire supernatural world pressing down upon the terrifying old woman.
She had not died, but she could not move.
"They didn't know we had already held a captain's meeting. Choosing to make their move today was clearly meant to catch us off guard. And they were clever—they knew to use a transaction to lure us captains here. They probably saw that there were only three of you at the exchange and decided to wipe you all out."
"Unfortunately, they overestimated themselves. They failed to kill you in the shortest possible time, which gave me the chance to come support you."
Only in hindsight could Yang Jian see just how ruthless the enemy had been. They had nearly succeeded in the end.
Just as Lin Bei had said, had he arrived a little later, the situation would have been completely different.
"They've taken a huge loss this time. They left behind two Kings,