At the sa ti, on Paradise Island, in a dimly lit room.
A man in a black uniform, with a robust build, sat in front of a table. In front of him was a ticulously cooked steak, looking flavorful and appetizing, enough to make one's mouth water at first glance.
Slowly using a knife and fork, he cut a tender, juicy piece of beef and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully. At the sa ti, he glanced at his subordinate standing beside him and said, "Prisoner No. 85 should have arrived in Lin'an City today, right?"
His voice was deep, giving a sense of steadiness.
"Yes, sir."
Upon hearing this, the subordinate beside him replied, "Prisoner No. 85 arrived in Lin'an City just this morning."
The subordinate's tone was full of humility, tinged with slight uneasiness, clearly very fearful of this man.
"Very good!"
Upon hearing this, the man put another piece of steak into his mouth and then said, "When do they plan to take action? You know I don't like waiting too long!"
"Based on the report from three hours ago, they seem to be planning to act tonight..."
Hearing the man's words, the subordinate hesitated slightly but still answered truthfully, speaking with utmost respect.
"What!?"
Hearing this, the man stopped cutting his steak imdiately. He frowned and said to his subordinate, "Tonight!?"
"Ye-yes..."
Seeing the man's frown, the subordinate said, "According to feedback from the mbers who went to Lin'an City together, Prisoner No. 85 is impatient and insists on acting tonight..."
"That fool!"
Hearing this, the man threw down his knife and fork, saying coldly, "He just arrived in Lin'an City this morning and is rushing to act this afternoon. They're simply courting death. Do they think Prisoner No. 32 and those idiots in the underground cell are the sa level!?"
In a cold tone, the man's words were filled with anger. He spoke coldly, "Get Prisoner No. 85!"
"Yes, sir!"
Upon hearing this, the subordinate took out a phone, found Prisoner No. 85's number, dialed it, and handed the phone to the man.
Taking the phone, the man held it to his ear. After a brief wait, the call suddenly connected, and a cold, deep voice abruptly ca through: "Hello?"
Hearing this cold, deep voice, the man's expression montarily froze. He could imdiately tell that the person on the line wasn't Prisoner No. 85!
"Who are you!?"
Upon hearing the voice, the man asked in a low tone, filled with iciness and severity.
"Who am I?"
In response, the voice in the call replied with a hint of irony, "Hardyron, after two years, you can't even recognize my voice?"
Buzz!
At these words, the man addressed as Hardyron's eyes widened in shock!
On Paradise Island, his subordinates always called him "Sir." Such a direct address by na had never happened before!
Hearing himself addressed by na on the phone, Hardyron took a deep breath and said, "Long ti no see. Should I call you Lu Yu or Prisoner No. 32!?"
"It's better to call Lu Yu."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yu's voice ca through the phone: "After all, I'm no longer on Paradise Island, so my code na on the island is naturally void!"
In his words, Lu Yu's voice was deep, giving a cold and playful tone, with a hint of mockery.
"Hmph!"
Hearing Lu Yu's words, Hardyron snorted coldly and then said, "Where is Prisoner No. 85?"
"Hardyron, after two years, have you gotten so absorbed in researching 'the things in the cave' on the island that you've beco stupid?"
Hearing Hardyron's words, Lu Yu said, "You called Prisoner No. 85, but it's who's answering. What do you think happened to Prisoner No. 85?"
Buzz!
Upon these words, Hardyron's eyes flashed with coldness.
This call was ant for Prisoner No. 85, but Lu Yu was the one who answered, indicating that Prisoner No. 85 t his end at Lu Yu's hands.
Realizing this, Hardyron's eyes flickered coldly.
Originally, he sent Prisoner No. 85 this ti to capture Lu Yu back to Paradise Island.
But now even he didn't expect that Prisoner No. 85, who arrived in Lin'an City this morning, is already dead on the spot.
Having arrived in Lin'an City just this morning and being annihilated by evening, not even twelve hours in between, this isn't a capture mission—it's a suicide mission!
Thinking of this, Hardyron's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and he then said to the phone: "Lu Yu, don't be arrogant. I'll tell you, no matter the price, I will capture you back to Paradise Island, and one day you'll return here to be Prisoner No. 32 again!"
In his words, Hardyron's tone was gloomy, filled with anger.
"Prisoner No. 32?"
Hearing Hardyron's words, Lu Yu sneered and said: "Hardyron, it's been two years, do you think I'm still the Prisoner No. 32 on Paradise Island?"
"Hardyron, I've changed a lot. I'll tell you, no matter how many tis you try, the result will be the sa. Today is the best proof of that!"
In his words, Lu Yu's tone was assertive, and even over the phone, his voice had a piercing coldness!
"You're bragging beyond your ability!"
Hearing Lu Yu's words, Hardyron coldly said: "Lu Yu, you're not afraid of your words biting back! I'll tell you, the power of Paradise Island is far beyond what you can imagine. It won't be long before I capture you again!"
"Capture back!?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yu's voice turned icy. His voice suddenly beca extrely low as he said: "Hardyron, I can promise you, no matter how many people co, I'll make sure they won't return. If you don't believe , feel free to try. I'm waiting in Lin'an City for you!"
After saying this, Lu Yu directly hung up the phone. Familiar surroundings resud as a rapid busy tone sounded from the phone!
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