Zhang Bo nervously looked at Deng Guoyong’s phone. The two exchanged glances, and with unease, Deng Guoyong answered the call, respectfully saying, "Boss."
"I heard there’s trouble at the company." The voice on the phone was neither cold nor warm, as if inquiring about sothing unrelated to himself.
But Zhang Bo and Deng Guoyong, having followed their boss for many years, knew his temperant well: the calr his voice, the angrier he was inside. Deng Guoyong glanced at Zhang Bo, signaling him to speak. However, Zhang imdiately shook his head and shrank further behind the sofa.
Deng Guoyong felt helpless and mustered his courage to reply, "Boss, there’s a small issue, but rest assured, we will handle it."
"A small issue?" The person on the phone almost laughed. "So many people have died, and you call that a small issue? Do you need the assassin to find you before you start telling the truth?"
"No, I..."
"Enough!" The caller interrupted Deng Guoyong’s explanation, coldly saying, "I’ll be back in East Sea City tomorrow morning. You two find a way to survive tonight."
Beep beep!
The call ended, and as the busy tone echoed from the phone, both Deng Guoyong and Zhang Bo’s faces turned exceptionally grim.
"Old Deng, quickly call for backup. I want this building sealed tight, not even a mosquito gets through. Let’s see how he can kill us then," Zhang Bo said in a heavy tone.
Hearing his reminder, Deng Guoyong snapped back to reality and imdiately grabbed his phone to contact his subordinates. However, he paused mid-dial, staring blankly at the contact nas, unsure of what to do next.
Seeing his dazed expression, Zhang Bo couldn’t resist urging him, "What are you spacing out for? Call now."
"Call whom?" Deng Guoyong bitterly laughed, threw his phone aside, leaned against the sofa, seemingly drained of all strength, and collapsed there.
Due to Dongyi Group’s strict hierarchical managent, usually handled top-down with clear levels of command. Now, both the middle and lower-level leaders had been killed, leaving only the two senior leaders. In their usual high positions, they’d never stoop low to directly contact lower-tier subordinates. Normally, a call to the mid-level leaders was sufficient for manpower. But now that everyone was gone, he had no idea whom to contact for reinforcents.
In the underground parking lot of the office building.
Ling Chen looked at the handgun raised in Xia Mutong’s hand and clumsily smiled, "Uh... Officer Xia, we all know each other so well, maybe you could put the gun down first, and we can talk it out."
Xia Mutong snorted lightly, knowing too well that such a scene wouldn’t intimidate Ling Chen. She holstered her gun and demanded, "Tell , what mischief have you caused now?"
"Let clarify, I wasn’t the one stirring up trouble. It was Dongyi Group who ca after , kidnapping a friend as a threat, so I just played along."
Xia Mutong said exasperatedly, "You call this playing? Do you realize how many people you’ve killed?"
"They all deserved it; why fuss about it? Besides, didn’t you say over the phone the other day that I could do as I please without police interference?" Ling Chen appeared sowhat innocent.
"Who knew you would be so ruthless," Xia Mutong glared fiercely at Ling Chen. This scoundrel had boldly killed over twenty people without blinking an eye, as if it was nothing, showing a strong nerve.
"Alright, alright, no hard feelings," Ling Chen said as he smiled apologetically, "Once this is over, I’ll treat you to dinner and properly apologize."
"It’s not over yet?"
"I haven’t yet rescued my friend. But let’s get one thing straight," Ling Chen interrupted Xia Mutong, "I’ll handle this myself, and the police shouldn’t get involved for now. You said it yourself the other day, your police force can’t touch Dongyi Group. This way, I’m going to help you eradicate this cancer from East Sea City for good."
Xia Mutong was about to reject the idea, but upon seeing Ling Chen’s determined eyes, the words at the tip of her tongue were swallowed back.
Seeing she remained silent, Ling Chen cracked a smile, "Since you’re not objecting, I’ll take it as your agreent." After saying this, Ling Chen turned to leave.
"Wait," Xia Mutong quickly caught up with Ling Chen, blocking his path, "The police may not intervene, but you must let oversee your actions throughout. If you disagree, I’ll imdiately call for backup."
Ling Chen, seeing her adamant deanor, felt sowhat cornered but reluctantly nodded, "Alright, but let be clear, you can only watch, you mustn’t interfere."
Back at Xia Mutong’s car parked in the parking lot, Ling Chen took out his phone and dialed Deng Guoyong’s number in front of Xia Mutong.
"Hello?"
"Mr. Deng, rember ?"
"Ling Chen?" Deng Guoyong imdiately reacted on the other end, already losing the composure he had the first two tis they t, "Is this your doing?"
"Mr. Deng, why ask when you already know. You gave one day; now I’m giving you one hour to release my friend. Otherwise, I won’t mind taking a couple more lives." After saying this, Ling Chen continued, "Don’t think you’re safe hidden in that building. If I could take down those seven people, I can certainly handle you two as well. I won’t say more, think it over, and if I don’t see my friend in an hour, I’ll be visiting you personally."
Before Deng Guoyong could say anything else, Ling Chen had already hung up.
"Do you think he’ll release them?" Xia Mutong asked.
Ling Chen smiled slightly, "Doesn’t matter. At least now he wouldn’t dare harm them since they are his only way to save himself. What I am really interested in now is seeing what he will do next."
During this conversation, Deng Guoyong in his thirteenth-floor office clenched his teeth and cursed, "It really was him."
"Who?"
"Ling Chen, the man who negotiated on behalf of Old City with that day."
"Is that him?" Zhang Bo was shocked and incredulously asked, "Does he really have that much capability?"
"I only know he was once a soldier." Deng Guoyong frowned deeply, pacing back and forth in his office in deep thought. After a while, he seed to have made a decision, turned to Zhang Bo, and said, "I have a plan that should ensure our safety tonight."
"What plan?"
"Call the police!"
"Are you insane?" Zhang Bo stared blankly, "Do you think the police aren’t aware of our background? I’m grateful enough they haven’t kicked us while we’re down, and now you actually want to seek help from the police? I’m amazed by your terrible idea."
"With so many from Dongyi Group dead today, it’s natural for us to seek police protection. They haven’t got anything on us; what’s there to fear. Old Zhang, as long as we survive tonight, everything will be resolved when the boss arrives in East Sea City tomorrow. I think, for the sake of our lives, we should endure this one night."
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