He Dadong and Zhuang Qiang escorted the group to Plum Blossom City, while Jiulong stayed at the base.
As usual, he gently turned the mechanism of the antique vase and entered the secret room.
After confirming that the person in the secret room was safe and sound, Jiulong returned to his office and began to carefully review the newly delivered documents.
Suddenly, a commotion outside broke the silence of the office.
Jiulong frowned unhappily, lifted a corner of the blinds, and looked out the window.
A group of menacing people were seen rushing towards the base, some of them carrying sticks they had picked up along the way.
Jiulong immediately stood up, locked the office door, and instructed the two guards outside, "Strengthen security and do not allow anyone to enter."
"yes."
"Everyone else, come down with me."
Jiulong addressed the remaining men, then gathered the other guards and quickly went downstairs, preparing to face the group of uninvited guests.
When he reached the gate, he saw that the group of people had already gathered in the courtyard.
They looked dissatisfied and clamored to see Jiulong.
Meanwhile, the guards located on the perimeter of the base and near the first floor also gathered around, forming a wall with their bodies to block Jiulong's way.
Jiulong walked to the front of the crowd and recognized several familiar faces from the "drunken bar".
A sense of unease, feeling like he was losing control, welled up inside him. Suppressing his panic, he scanned the crowd with sharp eyes and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"
The crowd quieted down a bit, intimidated by his imposing presence, but some of the bolder ones still shouted, "Boss, what gives you the right to let that greenhorn Xiao Ni boss us around!"
Once the first voice is heard, there will be a second and a third.
"Yes! We disagree!"
"We need to make a replacement!"
Jiulong handed over Mark's work to Xiao Ni not only because Xiao Ni was his direct subordinate, but also because he valued Xiao Ni's work ability.
But after everyone questioned him like that, it seemed as if they were questioning him instead.
A hint of displeasure flashed across his face, but he didn't want to fall out with these key employees, so he took a deep breath, trying to calm everyone down. "Everyone, calm down. Although Xiao Ni is young and inexperienced, you've all seen how well he's done since he arrived."
“But we’re not doing badly either,” someone in the line said. “That kid’s repeat customer rate is not low, but if we’re talking about sales, most of us here are higher than him.”
“Yeah, yeah,” the others echoed.
"If it weren't for the resources you gave him, boss, he might not have reached his current level," someone added, also trying to flatter Jiulong.
Unfortunately, he slapped the horse's leg.
"Enough." Jiulong's face darkened. "Are you questioning my decision?"
Sensing the leader's angry aura, everyone instantly fell silent. Those who had initially been a bit arrogant quickly backed down and became cowards.
Despite their dissatisfaction, no one dared to confront Jiulong or his armed guards.
However, just as the atmosphere was about to freeze, a disdainful spitting sound suddenly rang out from the group.
"Pah! I don't want to repeat Mark's mistakes!"
A man's voice shouted loudly.
"If you spend your whole life being suppressed by this brat, with no chance to climb up, what hope is there for you?"
The sound had no direction, yet it was powerful enough to penetrate.
Like hot water that was supposed to be cooled at 99 degrees Celsius, it suddenly reached its boiling point and instantly bubbled and churned in the crowd.
The murmurs of the crowd rose again, surging like a tidal wave.
As the discussions grew louder, Jiulong's expression became increasingly gloomy.
His cold gaze swept over everyone, finally gesturing to the guard beside him.
The guards acted swiftly, raising their wooden sticks to form a barrier in front of the crowd.
Everyone was startled upon seeing this, thinking that the guards were about to make a move.
The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense. Everyone held their breath, and the previously noisy scene fell into dead silence once again.
Just then, a wooden stick flew out from somewhere in the crowd with astonishing speed, heading straight towards Jiulong.
Everyone gasped in surprise, and Jiulong was also slightly taken aback.
However, the stick slid past Jiulong's side, missed its target, and eventually rolled to the ground.
But the appearance of this wooden stick was like a spark that instantly ignited a long-simmering powder keg.
Jiulong's face instantly turned grim and terrifying, anger burning in his eyes. Clearly, someone intended to harm him, which thoroughly enraged him.
"Make your move!" Jiulong clenched his fists, his voice cold and sharp.
Whoever is the one who sticks out, he has to teach his subordinates a lesson today, otherwise where will his authority be?
Upon hearing this, the guards immediately sprang into action, brandishing their wooden clubs and charging towards the group opposite them. The group, now with no way to retreat, gripped the branches they had just gathered and began a fierce struggle against the guards.
The scene instantly descended into chaos.
Shouts and sounds of fighting rose and fell.
Some guards stationed elsewhere in the base also rushed over upon hearing the news and joined the battle.
Under the protection of several guards, Jiulong stood in a safe corner, coldly watching the chaotic battle unfold before him.
But what he didn't notice was that a figure slipped into the base's blind spot while everyone was fighting and the guards were away from their posts.
The instigator of it all—Chuanliu—quickly followed the same route as that night and easily climbed over into Jiulong's office.
Since Mark's exposure, security at the Kowloon base has been tightened, and Chuanliu has not found another opportunity to sneak into the Kowloon office.
The previous emergency left Chuanliu no time to think things through. It wasn't until the storm subsided that she recalled the strange noises in the office.
She stood quietly in front of the wall that had once made the strange noise, her fingers gently tapping on the surface.
Knock knock knock knock.
Knock knock.
She tapped on the wall in a rhythmic manner, trying to communicate with the other side.
However, there seemed to be no response from the other side of the wall.
Chuanliu didn't give up. She struck again, with the same rhythm.
Knock knock knock knock.
Knock knock.
After a while, a sound came from the other side of the wall:
Knock knock knock.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Knock knock knock.
The other side responded!
Sure enough, her guess was correct.
The girl's face showed caution and shock.
What she heard that night wasn't some strange noise, but Morse code!
Behind this wall, Jiulong has been keeping a person captive! And this person is calling for help from the outside world.
Knock knock knock knock.
Knock knock.
——HI.
Knock knock knock.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Knock knock knock.
—SOS.
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