Chu Feihong, however, showed no mercy and launched into a tirade, each word piercing the man's sore spots.
Sure enough, after he finished speaking, the man's originally wicked face became so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.
The veins on his forehead bulged, his fingers cracked as he clenched his fists, and his gaze toward Chu Feihong seemed to want to devour him whole.
Chu Feihong, however, showed no fear and stared back at him expressionlessly.
After a long silence, the man finally looked away with a grim expression and said in a deep voice:
"I brought all my elite troops with me this time, and I also transferred a group of top mercenaries from mercenary organizations."
"You'd better not disappoint."
Chu Feihong simply nodded slightly upon hearing this, and did not provoke him further with words.
We're both desperate criminals, risking everything for a chance to survive. What's with the pretense?
Gu Hengsheng remained an observer, not participating in the verbal exchange between the two.
He felt a little smug, realizing that he wasn't the only one being manipulated by Chu Feihong.
Even this devilish man in front of him was humiliated by Chu Feihong. It's not shameful that he's always been completely suppressed by Chu Feihong.
The servants behind them brought chairs for the three of them, and so the three of them, each with their own secrets, sat on the chairs with their legs crossed, waiting quietly.
Someone outside has already laid a trap; rather than willingly walk into it, it's better to sit and wait for death.
The wicked man couldn't resist letting out a sneer:
"Damn it, first time smuggling drugs, just waiting for someone to come and arrest me!"
They didn't have to wait long. A few minutes later, accompanied by a series of wild roars, a cool sports car appeared in front of everyone, sparks flying.
Before the car door even opened, a few irritating words could be heard coming from inside the car.
"Oh dear, look at us, we insisted on changing clothes, making everyone wait for us, how embarrassing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zhufeng, dressed in a black suit, stepped out of the driver's seat with a swagger and an air of confidence.
Several more figures then descended. In front of them was Chu Liyue, dressed in a black leather jacket and Martin boots, with her arm around the delicate-looking Xiao Wujie. Behind them were two knights, Chu Wan and Leng Ruxue.
Lu Zhufeng, the vanguard, glanced at the vast army and blinked twice.
Then, to everyone's bewildered surprise, he pulled up his pants and tightened his belt.
"Oh my god, Mommy!"
"What a grand display!"
Xiao Wujie, looking delicate and frail, leaned against Chu Liyue's chest and coughed lightly, adding a comment for him:
"I'm so scared~"
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