Chapter 537 Dealing with Yang Xiaoqing

Yang Xiaoqing was not afraid of being exposed by Tang Qi. Instead, she boldly ridiculed her: "Tang Qi, I didn't expect that you still like to seduce other people's men like before! Unfortunately, you hit a wall this time! Miss Katie will soon be the mistress of the largest underground organization in this city, and you will soon be in big trouble!"

Tang Qi stopped spinning the knife, the sharp and thin blade tapped against his palm again and again, a nonchalant smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "It seems that you have found a backer? Well, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll help you, no need to thank me."

How could Yang Xiaoqing believe Tang Qi's kindness? She stared at her warily, "What do you want to do?"

Tang Qi ignored her and turned to the men guarding the gate and greeted them in English: "Excuse me, gentlemen."

The men were stunned for a moment when they heard her greeting. One of them, a tall dark man, put out the cigarette in his hand, walked over slowly, and asked in a lukewarm manner, "What's the matter?"

Tang Qi took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the other party, "Help me take her to Katie's residence."

The black man took the US dollar bills, immediately smiled widely, and his attitude became much warmer.

"No problem, beautiful girl."

Yang Xiaoqing didn't understand what the two were talking about, but she saw Tang Qi give the black man money, and then the black man walked towards her with a bad face, and she immediately shouted in panic:

"Get away! Don't touch me anymore! Tang Qi, what do you want to do to me? Get him to get away!"

Tang Qi looked at her and chuckled, "Didn't you say that Katie will become the mistress of the largest underground organization in this city? I'll help you. I'll pay someone to send you to her safely. From now on, you can live a luxurious life with Katie, your new master, and you don't have to suffer here with me."

As he spoke, the strong and powerful black man grabbed Yang Xiaoqing's hair and dragged her away like a chicken, regardless of her resistance and struggle.

"Let me go, I won't go, Tang Qi, why do you decide whether I stay or go? Let me go, ah!"

Yang Xiaoqing kicked and stomped around, and accidentally kicked the black man's thigh. The other party slapped her without saying a word, and she almost fainted. Half of her face was swollen on the spot, and the corner of her mouth was broken.

Tang Qi watched Yang Xiaoqing leave with cold eyes. She turned around and took only two steps when a sharp car horn sounded outside the door behind her.

Antonio is back.

She subconsciously quickened her pace, wanting to get back to her room before the other person came in. Unfortunately, just as she reached the door of the living room, she heard hurried and powerful footsteps and a cold and hoarse voice behind her:

"Wait, I have something to talk to you about."

She paused slightly, then walked into the living room, went to the kitchen, poured a glass of milk, and put it in the microwave to heat it up.

She seems to have started to grow recently. The pants that fit her before are now too short, and her breasts swell and ache from time to time.

When she went out after heating the milk, Antonio had just picked out a bottle of white wine he had brought back from the underground vault and gave her a wicked smile: "Would you like some?"

Tang Qi glanced at him coldly, "I don't drink."

Antonio's eyes fell on the milk in her hand, his eagle eyes narrowed slightly, then he looked at her slender and petite figure with ambiguous expressions and smiled.

"Milk is definitely better for you."

Tang Qi's face turned slightly cold. She turned around, walked to the sofa in the living room, sat down, and slowly drank her milk.

Soon, a rich, mellow and intoxicating aroma of wine mixed with citrus fruit filled the living room.

Antonio walked over to sit opposite her with a half-full glass of white wine, one hand resting on the back of the sofa, shaking the red wine in the goblet with the other, his long legs draped wildly over the coffee table.

"When I just came back, I saw my men taking your slave out. What are you going to do with her?"

Tang Qi put the empty cup of milk on the coffee table, with a hint of teasing in her cold eyes, "Why are you asking this? Don't you think it's a waste of food if she's alive? I'm sending her away, so I can save you some money."

Antonio's eyes fixed on her face for a moment, then he lowered his eyes and sniffed the white wine in the glass, took another sip, smacked his lips, and looked up at her casually.

"Next week, Greyburton's son is getting married. You will come with me to the wedding reception."

"Not interested."

Tang Qi refused coldly without even thinking.

Antonio stared at her and smiled strangely, "Whether you are interested or not, you will know when you go there."

Tang Qi stared at him for a while, then suddenly sneered, "You've been so busy during this period just to arrange this? Aren't you afraid that I will leak the secret to Greyburton? After all, if you fail, you may not be able to walk out of there alive, and I can get rid of your threat naturally."

Antonio burst into laughter, then drank the white wine in the glass, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face.

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"It is indeed her treasure. It tastes good and has just the right acidity. Unfortunately, there is only this bottle and it is no longer available outside."

This is her favorite Semillon white wine, brought back from the Hunter Valley.

Generally, the taste of white wine will change after 5 years, but this bottle is an exception. The white grapes used to brew this wine had extremely high acidity, and the owner of the wine died unexpectedly after brewing this wine.

As a result, this batch of white wine was forgotten in the cellar. It was not until more than ten years later, when the vineyard was bought by a businessman, that this batch of precious white wine that had been aged for more than ten years was discovered in the cellar.

The excessive acidity combined with the aging in oak barrels ferments the originally light yellow wine into a light gold color, with a rich aroma and a fragrant citrus scent.

The businessman packaged and put this batch of less than 200 bottles of white wine on the market, selling them at a price as high as US$3,000 per bottle, making a fortune and establishing the largest local Semillon brand.

She managed to buy two bottles with great difficulty. She drank one herself and kept the remaining bottle in the safe.

If she had known that Antonio would get it for free, she would rather pour it out and feed it to the dog!

Tang Qi cursed silently in his heart but remained calm on the surface.

Antonio stood up and poured himself another glass of white wine before continuing, "There's something you may not know. Juarez is no longer the territory of that old man Grayburton. Even earlier than this, uh, about half a year ago, the entire RS organization was already under my control."

Following the other party's words, the last bit of doubt in Tang Qi's heart was finally resolved.

She had always wondered what conditions Antonio had used to convince Grayberton to give up her as the gold medal tasker. After all, the income she brought in alone was enough to support the entire organization. Now, she understood.

Greyburton had long been sidelined.

Therefore, next week’s wedding banquet is actually a power struggle filled with blood and killing.

Seeing Tang Qi silent, Antonio took a sip of wine and chuckled, "You may not know much about the RS organization. It is no exaggeration to say that this Ciudad Juarez belongs to the Mexican government during the day and to the RS at night. Is this explanation enough for you to understand it?"

(End of this chapter)