The man who had looked for Ye Wenjuan sat down on the broken chair inside the room, his face stern. "Don’t underestimate the enemy; don’t forget how many of us were lost last time."
The tall and thin man snorted. "They are them. We’ve never failed, and this time, it’s still up to us to save them. Then let’s see if they still dare to swagger in front of us!"
Just then, the door was pushed open from the outside. "What time is it, and you’re still in the mood to talk about such old, pointless things? How are the tasks I assigned you progressing?" Google seaʀᴄh 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
The newcomer had a scar between his eyebrows, which looked quite intimidating.
The man who had looked for Ye Wenjuan gave up his seat. "Everything’s arranged properly, don’t worry. This time we’re going to play it big. It would be great if we could rescue them. But if we can’t, we’ll still create havoc everywhere for them."
The tall and thin man’s expression also grew serious. "Boss, I’ve brought the person over. He’s been locked up, just waiting for your command."
The scar-faced man nodded. "These next few days, everyone better tighten up. If anyone fucking drops the ball, don’t blame me for disposing of him."
The few men in the room quickly nodded. "Boss, don’t worry. These next few days, we will definitely keep a close watch on our guys and won’t let them screw up."
However, upon hearing this, the scar-faced man said, "We probably can’t wait a few days. If all goes well, we’ll have to make our move tomorrow. Delays can bring complications, especially since the families of those little brats hold high positions and power. They’re likely to make a big move soon. We have to take advantage of the chaos, strike when their nerves are most on edge. Only then can we achieve the outcome I want."
As they were talking, someone pushed the door open and came in, his face full of flattery. "Boss, when did you get here?"
The scar-faced man looked sternly at the newcomer. "Mole, how many times have I told you? Stow your tricks and look at the situation we’re in. You still dare to think about women; I think you’re tired of living."
If Juanzi from the clinic were here, she would definitely be able to recognize who this person was.
The embarrassed man said, "Boss, I naturally went over there to complete the task you assigned. Rest assured, I know what’s at stake. I won’t delay important matters."
The scar-faced man wasn’t convinced by these few words. "If there’s a slip-up because of you, I’ll send your whole family on a trip and let you all reunite underground early."
The man called Mole, whose unpleasant appearance was true to his name, was startled by the scar-faced man’s words and quickly apologized, "Boss, I was wrong. These next few days, I’ll definitely stay focused. You’ll see my performance, okay?"
Seeing him beg for mercy, the scar-faced man finally shifted his terrifying gaze away from him. "I think you’ve all been too comfortable for too long. You’ve lost your fighting spirit. The operation is moved up to tomorrow. Watch yourselves. We either succeed or die trying. If you want to live, you better be on your highest alert."
Huo Jingrui was stir-frying in the kitchen, but his mind was continuously replaying recent developments.
After dishing out and packing the food, he took it to the clinic to find Yunyi.
But as soon as he left Yunyi’s courtyard, he noticed the watchers across the street had been replaced. Looks like they can’t hold back any longer, he realized.
He quickened his pace, thinking, Once I’ve eaten with Yunyi, Qiao Shaoguo should be almost back. It looks like we’re going to have a busy night.
With a quick glance across the street out of the corner of his eye, he stepped briskly into the clinic.