The man on the phone, who identified himself as Mr. Jiang, had a gentle and humble voice that gave people a sense of warmth.
But when Xiao Weiguo heard this name, his brows immediately furrowed.
Mr. Jiang, the only person I know with that name is Yaji's boss, the Mr. Jiang who is famous in the Southeast Asian underworld.
I really didn't expect that he would call me so soon after this incident. It seems that this guy's background is indeed extraordinary.
After calming himself down, Xiao Weiguo put on a nonchalant expression and asked in a very composed manner.
"I am Xiao Weiguo. May I ask who Mr. Jiang is and what business he has with me?"
Hahaha~~~
A burst of laughter came from the other end, as if they were listening to Xiao Weiguo tell a joke.
"Does Chairman Xiao really not know which Mr. Jiang I am? We're all sensible people, so let's stop beating around the bush, okay?"
Xiao Weiguo frowned and cursed inwardly.
This person sounded gentle and polite, but was actually extremely arrogant.
It's like they think it's a huge joke that they don't know him at all. Do they really think they're some kind of world-famous person?
Seeing that Xiao Weiguo didn't answer, the other party assumed that Xiao Weiguo was at a loss for how to respond after being exposed. This made the other party even more smug.
"Chairman Xiao, let's not beat around the bush. You know perfectly well why I'm here, right? Yaji is my man, he's very important to me, do you understand?"
Having said all that, Xiao Weiguo didn't bother with further beating around the bush and changed his tone, asking coldly.
"Oh, then what does Mr. Jiang want?"
"It's simple. Yaji was brought down by you. Find a way to get him out of there. If you do this, I won't interfere in the Bai family's affairs anymore. You can do whatever you want, and you can become my friend. Otherwise..."
At this point, he paused, and his voice turned chilling.
"My friends in the martial arts world are all doing well, while my enemies are all dead."
The message has been made very clear, it's practically outright: if Xiao Weiguo doesn't find a way to get Yaji out, he's doomed.
This was the first time Xiao Weiguo had heard such a threat since his rebirth.
Not to mention that he is in his prime in this life, even in his previous life when he lived to be fifty or sixty, he had never suffered such humiliation.
Damn it, a bunch of grasshoppers in autumn, they really think they're some big shot. How awesome do they think they are?
After the handover, it was under the control of the uncles, and it didn't last three days before it collapsed and scattered like monkeys. Now it's lying here pretending to be a big shot in front of me.
Was Xiao Weiguo the kind of person who was afraid of trouble? He immediately retorted.
"Mr. Jiang, is that it? Do you think you're invincible? I'm sorry, although I, Xiao Weiguo, am not a big shot, I really don't take you seriously. I can tell you about Yaji."
"First of all, Yaji is in the hands of the police. I have neither the ability nor the right to interfere in his affairs. Whether he lives or dies depends on how the law decides his fate."
"Secondly, even if I had a way, why should I help him? Because of your reputation? Sorry, your reputation is worth less than the sole of my shoe to me."
After saying that, Xiao Weiguo slammed down the phone.
Damn it, you tried to show off to me, but I hung up after I insulted you, and you didn't even get a chance to insult me back.
After feeling refreshed, Xiao Weiguo couldn't help but start to take this Mr. Jiang seriously.
He spoke with great conviction, but it was impossible for him to be completely without suspicion of Mr. Jiang.
People like them are like rats that can't be brought to the table. They may not be very destructive in a direct manner, but their underhanded and sneaky methods are still disgusting.
Therefore, Xiao Weiguo had no choice but to think of some countermeasures in advance.
On the other end of the phone, Jiang Tiansheng, in a mountain villa in a small Southeast Asian country, was wearing loose pajamas, holding a glass of red wine in his left hand and the phone receiver in his right, his eyes fixed on the receiver.
As if unable to believe it was real, she sat there blankly.
His face, which usually appeared very kind, was now trembling uncontrollably.
After a long silence, he slammed the phone receiver to the ground, his body jerking up as if bitten by a venomous snake, and stomped on the receiver several times. Then he smashed the wine glass in his hand on the ground with a loud crash.
Blood-stained medicine and shards of broken glass were scattered everywhere.
The loud noise startled several girls who were laughing and playing in the room, making them tremble.
They all turned their terrified gazes toward Mr. Jiang, who was flying into a rage.
These girls were all beautiful, with alluring figures, and dressed in increasingly revealing outfits.
This was the first time they had ever seen Mr. Jiang so angry. They were all panicked and looked at him like frightened little rabbits, none of them daring to say a word.
Mr. Jiang was breathing heavily, cursing incessantly.
“How dare you, a mere merchant, speak to me like that? I’m going to kill you, kill you, and your whole family will not live.”
He kicked the tea table in front of him twice and then roared.
"Panchai, Panchai, get in here."
As he roared, a robust middle-aged man in his forties appeared outside the door. He had similar physical characteristics to Yaji, with dark skin, a large nose, thick lips, and a short, wide face, exhibiting distinct Southeast Asian features.
He was wearing a military uniform of some unknown country, with a pistol tucked into his belt. He walked with a powerful stride, clearly not someone to be trifled with.
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