"I'm the devil? Then what are you? The Mother of Assassins? The Witch of Hell?"

Lin Dong scoffed and brought his lips close to her earlobe.

Breath, imbued with a masculine scent, brushed against her earlobe as Lin Dong spoke...

Phoenix groaned, her body went limp, and she finally gave up resisting.

"Tell me, who is the peacock?"

Lin Dong's soft voice was like a dreamlike whisper from beyond the heavens.

For the phoenix, who was already under hypnosis, every word was as irresistible as a sacred chant.

"Master Kong... Peacock's true identity is Huang Daowen, the richest man in Indonesia."

"The richest man in Indonesia? Huang Daowen?" Lin Dong showed a hint of surprise.

He had certainly heard of the name Huang Daowen.

This person was very famous in the Chinese community in the 1990s. His ancestral home was Fujian Province, China. He was born in Indonesia, and his parents were ordinary businessmen.

In the early 1960s, Huang Daowen made his fortune by reselling palm oil.

He later ventured into industries such as real estate and cigarettes, where he became even more successful.

After more than 30 years of hard work, he built a massive business empire worth nearly $30 billion in Indonesia, a country with a large Chinese population.

His wealth once surpassed that of many business tycoons, and he held the title of the richest Chinese person for three consecutive years.

This seemingly glamorous and powerful figure is actually the mastermind behind the assassin organization, Good Friends.

If this were told to others, who would believe it?

To be able to establish a foothold in a foreign land, Huang Daowen must be no ordinary person.

What was his intention in establishing the Good Friend Killer organization?

make money?

revenge?

Paving the way for his business empire?

Or... is there another motive?

......

Lin Dong shook his head, turned to Feng Zi and said:

"I need all the information about Huang Daowen within one hour."

Fengzi nodded: "No problem, boss. Our intelligence network in Indonesia is already taking shape. I'll go contact them right away."

Watching Fengzi walk aside to make a satellite phone call, Lin Dong looked at Fenghuang, who looked completely bewildered.

A layer of mist rose from the surface of her blank pupils.

Two glistening teardrops silently slid down from the corners of her eyes...

Lin Dong said earnestly:

"Don't worry, I'll have a good talk with your boss when I get the chance."

"Betraying him was not your intention; it was because your opponent was too strong."

"Alright, tell me all your good friends' secrets."

Phoenix replied woodenly, "Yes!"

......

Twenty minutes later, Fengzi had memorized all the important information about the Good Friend Killer.

As he closed his notebook, he exclaimed in amazement, "What a good friend! The organization is so well-organized!"

Lin Dong nodded in agreement: "Of course, don't you know who founded this? It's Huang Daowen, the former richest Chinese person."

A glimmer of light flashed in Phoenix's sorrowful eyes: "Lin Dong, you...you won't kill him, will you?"

"You're overthinking it, heh... Why would I kill such an important pawn?"

Lin Dong reached out and gently lifted her softly shaped chin:

"Believe me, my friends are more useful in my hands than in yours."

As soon as Lin Dong finished speaking, three gunshots suddenly rang out from the direction of the warehouse door:

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Phoenix shuddered and woke up from the hypnotic state.