Liu Xiyao looked at the pensive Ling Chen and said, "In two more hours, that airplane will land on the island. You better make a decision quickly. I’m worried that after Louis reports to that person, he will revoke our privileges."
Ling Chen turned to He Ziyun and asked, "Mr. He, do you have any suggestions?"
"Since there are no other options, we can only take a risk. Ling Chen, when we act, you take Miss Liu and leave first."
"What about you?"
"I’ll go look for Little Hua and try to take her with us. Also, I’ll draw their attention to prevent you from getting ambushed."
"That won’t do." Without even thinking, Ling Chen imdiately refused: "Mr. He, if we’re leaving, we should leave together. How can we leave you alone to take risks?"
"I’m old, dying is just dying. It’s different for you; you’re still young and have a long future ahead. If my old life can exchange for both of your lives, then it’s worth it."
"Mr. He..."
"Enough! Let’s settle on that. We have two hours left; take the ti to rest." After speaking, He Ziyun got up and walked into the guest room arranged by Liu Xiyao.
After He Ziyun left, Ling Chen sat silently on the sofa, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, his eyes flickering with anger like Mo Che.
If anything goes wrong this ti, the Secret Society is undoubtedly to bla. Without their betrayal, he and He Ziyun wouldn’t have ended up in this situation.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Chen cald down and looked at Liu Xiyao beside him, asking, "Liu, I have a question. Who is that person you ntioned? What is his na?"
"His na is Lin Guodong."
"A Huaxia person?"
"Yes, he should be over fifty this year, but he looks like he is in his thirties, quite young-looking."
"Lin Guodong..." Ling Chen muttered the na, with no impression. He had always thought that besides Mr. Yun, the other high-level mbers of the God Organization were foreigners. But now, it seems this is not the case. To be in charge of this contingency base, his influence within the God Organization must rank within the top three.
This is a big fish!
If he can leave here alive, he must capture this guy.
"Ling Chen, can I ask you a favor?" Liu Xiyao hesitated for a mont before asking.
"Tell , as long as I can do it, I will not refuse."
"If... I an, if one day Lin Jiadong is captured by you, I hope you can spare his life. No matter what, I owe him too much in this life. He was once married, and his daughter died from a strange illness at the age of five. He took by his side mainly because I look like his daughter. Over the years, he has always treated as his own daughter; I don’t want him to get hurt. Ling Chen, I know my request is excessive, but..."
"You don’t have to say anymore," Ling Chen interrupted Liu Xiyao, saying, "Since you’ve spoken, I’ll try my best to spare his life."
"Thank you!"
"Thank for what? Let’s escape first."
As they were talking, the phone in the room suddenly rang.
Liu Xiyao glanced at the landline on the cabinet, stood up, and picked up the receiver. Whatever the person on the other end said, Liu Xiyao’s face slightly changed. After a while, she forced a smile and replied softly, "Okay, I understand."
After hanging up, Liu Xiyao returned to Ling Chen’s side and said with a bitter smile, "Our plans might need to change."
"What happened?"
"He just called, saying there is a very important transaction today, but he can’t make it back in ti, so he asked to stand in for him, in one and a half hours."
"A transaction?" Ling Chen asked, "What transaction?"
"He didn’t say; he just told to go with Louis, and the guest will arrive in an hour."
Ling Chen pondered for a mont, his lips suddenly curling up with a light smile.
Liu Xiyao, puzzled, asked, "What are you smiling at?"
"This is a rare opportunity for us. Since there are important guests, it will be easier for us to cause chaos. Moreover, the guest will certainly co by plane, which we can take advantage of." After that, Ling Chen changed the topic, "By the way! Do you have any communication devices here? It would be convenient to contact us at that ti."
"No. All wireless signals inside the base are blocked, except for the landline phones, all other communication devices are useless."
"Is that so..." Ling Chen thought for a mont and then said, "You are more familiar with this place than I am; later, you help draw a simple map, so I can find you."
"In the base, there is a special guest reception room, they will definitely take the guests there," Liu Xiyao took out paper and pen, and while speaking, she drew the route to the guest reception room.
...
An hour later, a small Boeing jet flew in from the sky and slowly landed on the runway of the island.
At that mont, at one end of the runway, Liu Xiyao, dressed in a flowing purple gown, wearing snowy white pearl earrings and a pendant, her skin fair as snow, exuded an élégance and noble aura, giving off a stunning impression.
Standing beside Liu Xiyao was a Caucasian man, none other than Louis.
The two, one on the left and one on the right, quietly awaited the arrival of the guests, escorted by over a dozen security personnel.
After a while, the cabin door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit briskly walked down. Following him were three subordinates, two n and one woman, all around thirty years old, the woman wearing a mask, her specific age unclear.
Seeing the middle-aged man approaching, Liu Xiyao greeted him with a warm smile and a polite greeting, "Mr. Tang, hello, welco to the island."
The middle-aged man returned the greeting with a gentle smile, slightly bowing in a gentlemanly manner, "You must be Miss Liu."
"Mr. Tang, please co inside!"
Without much ado, they took a track vehicle into the base.
Once in the guest room, Liu Xiyao sat discreetly to the side, not saying much, but giving Louis the floor.
"Mr. Tang, did you bring your goods?" asked Louis.
The middle-aged man gave a faint smile, "Mr. Louis, this isn’t my first ti dealing with the God Organization, so I know it’s sotis wise to hold back. If I brought the goods directly, wouldn’t that be a loss? Since it’s a business, both sides need to respect integrity." As he spoke, the middle-aged man gestured, and the woman standing behind him imdiately stepped forward, handing a tablet computer to Louis.
Louis casually opened the video, and a girl around five or six years old appeared on the screen, curled up in a corner, hugging her knees, a pitiful sight.
If Ling Chen were here, he would certainly recognize that the girl in the video was none other than Little Hua.
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