"Dare to stir up trouble on my turf, huh? You think you’re invincible, don’t want to live anymore?" Liang sneered, full of murderous intent.
Wilson and his two companions became anxious, things had escalated, this was bad.
"You’re the boss here, right? It’s a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding," Wilson said apologetically.
"Whether it’s a misunderstanding, I don’t know, but if you offend me, you must pay the price. And by the way, I’m gonna teach you how to behave," Liang laughed coldly.
"I’m willing to compensate for the losses, name your price." Wilson just wanted to turn major issues into minor ones and minor ones into none.
He firmly believed that in a country where money could work wonders, there was nothing money couldn’t settle if enough was offered.
Clearly, he was to be disappointed.
"Leave an arm behind for each person, and I’ll forget about it, otherwise, death." Liang said indifferently.
"Don’t push your luck, offending me won’t end well for you," Wilson knew the situation couldn’t be resolved peacefully. He was a bit anxious, his threats lacking confidence. fr.e ewe.bno.vel .com
"Won’t shed a tear until seeing the coffin, and yet still so arrogant, simply courting death," Liang chuckled nonchalantly.
"Boss, what should we do now?" The curly-haired man and the muscle man were at a loss.
"There’s a saying in Huaxia that makes sense: strike first to gain the upper hand, strike later and suffer the consequences," Wilson’s pupils shrank, urging, "Protect me, kill our way out, then escape for our lives."
"Understood." The curly-haired man and the muscle man agreed.
Then, the two protected Wilson and charged forward.
"Eliminate them." Liang led the attack towards Wilson.
After the chaos, Wilson and his companions fled in panic. Liang and his men couldn’t hold them, and several of their little brothers were injured instead.
"Liang, what now?" One of the underlings asked.
"Dare to act arrogantly on Ye Gang’s turf, they’re dead for sure. Monitor their movements; I’ll report to the boss and request some backup," Liang said. The muscle man and the curly-haired man might be powerful, so it wasn’t surprising that Liang couldn’t keep them.
But this was a blatant provocation to Ye Gang, and they had to make the other side pay a painful price.
"Liang, there are four foreigners with them. Three ran away, and one seems to have gone out to handle something. I think that foreigner will be back," an underling reported.
"As soon as he returns, capture him and kill him," Liang ordered, and the underlings set to work.
"Liang, we absolutely won’t lose face again. That foreigner handling errands doesn’t look like an expert; we definitely won’t let him escape from our grasp again." The underlings assured.
Liang dialed Qiu Wen’s number, reporting respectfully, "Knife Sister, there’s trouble at my place. Several foreigners insulted and beat people here. We retaliated, but we’re not their match."
"Alright, I know, I’ll be there soon," Qiu Wen replied coldly.
At the moment, Qiu Wen, Lu Xuehong, and the other women were still at the villa.
"Honghong, wait here; I’ll come to pick you up later, got some business to take care of," Qiu Wen said straightforwardly.
The Ye Gang now dominated, calling the shots, daring to cause trouble, what a reckless way to live.
"Trouble again?" Ye Fan asked.
"Here’s what happened: several foreigners were causing trouble, Xiao Liang couldn’t handle them and let them run away," Qiu Wen explained, "It’s truly strange. A guest exclaimed ’oh my god,’ and one of the foreigners got so scared he knelt down. The guests thought the foreigner was asking for a reward and started giving out money. But one of the foreigners beat that guest half to death."
"Oh, things like that happen?" Ye Fan’s lips curled into an attractive smile.
Others might not feel anything hearing this, but to him, it was quite interesting.
"Do you have photos of these foreigners?" Ye Fan asked.
"Of course, there are, the place has surveillance, but, Master, why are you concerned about this little thing? I can settle it in an instant, no need for you to step in," Qiu Wen boasted.
"Stop nagging, get the photos." Ye Fan commanded undeniably.
"Alright." Although Qiu Wen was puzzled, she didn’t dwell on it. Less than a minute later, Liang sent over several foreigners’ photos.
"Wilson, huh." Ye Fan laughed immediately upon seeing one of the photos.
After telling Mengyao, he stood up first, "Let’s go, I’ll handle this."
"No need, Master, really no need, your disciple can handle it," Qiu Wen patted her chest proudly.
"Do you need our help?" Han Bihong and the other ten women were eager to join in.
"You’re just idle, aren’t you? No need to go," Ye Fan warned, then said to Qiu Wen, "Hurry up."
Ye Fan and Qiu Wen left.
"It’s just a few foreigners; why is Ye Fan so concerned, does he know them?" Mengyao wondered aloud.
"Looks like he does, otherwise, this kind of small matter wouldn’t require the benefactor to handle personally," Han Bihong said thoughtfully.
Du Xueqi probed, "Should we go to support them?" \n(o)v.e\l.com
"No need, Ye Fan said no, so let’s not worry," Mengyao replied.
"True, there’s nothing the benefactor can’t solve; our worries are completely unnecessary." The ten women laughed wryly.
Lin Bowen sat by the window based on a coordinate and a detailed seat number, showing a red handkerchief tied in a knot, placing it in front of him.
Around him, eight bodyguards sat upright. fr\eewe.bn(o)v\el.c(o)m
From afar, a Western-looking man with glasses saw Lin Bowen’s actions and smiled.
The glasses-wearing man was Wilson’s assistant, responsible for connecting and contacting Master Fu’s people.
To ensure safety, Wilson naturally couldn’t come personally.
Now, Wilson’s situation wasn’t good, being hunted, he had to be extra cautious.
The glasses-wearing man got up and walked towards Lin Bowen. The bodyguards eyed him and then stopped moving.
"I heard you like coffee?" The glasses-wearing man sat opposite Lin Bowen, starting the code exchange.
"No, I prefer chicken stew with mushrooms," Lin Bowen smiled.
The code was correct; the glasses-wearing man was relieved and enthusiastically said, "Hello, you’re Master Fu’s person, right?"
"Are you Wilson?" Lin Bowen asked.
The glasses-wearing man chuckled without answering, instead, he said, "I want to video call Master Fu."
"No problem, hold on a moment." Lin Bowen didn’t object to this request; it was understandable to have doubts. If he were in the same situation as Wilson, he’d be extra careful too.
"Okay." Lin Bowen handed over a tablet.
The glasses-wearing man politely said to Master Fu, "Sorry for disturbing you, Master Fu, but now I’m sure these people before me are fine, and I’ll take them to meet the boss."
"I hope to see the real Wilson soon," Master Fu replied solemnly.
Previously, it had always been the glasses-wearing man contacting Master Fu, posing as Wilson.
Now, there was no need to pretend anymore.
Master Fu wasn’t bothered by Wilson’s caution.
Lin Bowen and the glasses-wearing man and their group headed straight to Jiali Club.