Chapter 3: The Wild Dragon!
“How do you mean, not simple?” Meng Rongrong paused, looking blankly at Zhang Siying.
“Yes, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.”
“In any case, just remember—stay close to your brother.”
“You’re definitely safer with him than with me.”
That’s right, in fact Zhang Siying was Meng Rongrong’s bodyguard. Though she was a woman, she was a master hand whom Meng Rongrong had hired at a high price. Her skills were on par with that Mr. Song.
Today was, without a doubt, Zhang Siying’s most frustrated day!
The boss's younger brother, missing for fifteen years, had suddenly returned. And yet, he’d been able to intercept her without her even noticing? If he was faster than her, she could accept that. But to sense nothing at all? That was hard to believe...
Zhang Siying was convinced—Chen Fan was an expert.
Meng Rongrong’s gaze became pensive, her expression subtly shifting, but in the end she said nothing.
Inside the president’s office.
Chen Fan found a string of phone numbers.
He dialed.
“Captain Ye, I just stabbed a man.”
“He’s about to die. Do you want to come take a look?”
Chen Fan spoke with an amused smile, and the person on the other end was instantly stunned!
What on earth? Was this a scam call?
Who the hell calls up and says something like that? Was he crazy?
At a certain secret base in Huajiang City.
Ye Xiu’s face was filled with disbelief as he replayed those two sentences in his mind.
He wanted to ask a question, but the caller had simply hung up.
He could have ignored it. But that voice—it grew more and more familiar the more he thought about it, echoing in his ears.
“He’s about to die...”
“He...”
Suddenly, Ye Xiu felt his scalp tingle!
He sprang to his feet, blowing the assembly whistle forcefully! His eyes were full of shock.
Within half a minute, the soldiers had assembled.
Ye Xiu’s throat bobbed as he swallowed hard.
“Brothers, if I’m not mistaken—”
“That mysterious call I just received was from Mad Dragon!”
Upon hearing Ye Xiu’s words, the soldiers’ faces all turned solemn.
Mad Dragon?
He wasn’t dead?
They belonged to the mysterious Yanhuang unit, the Dragon Squad.
Within the Dragon Squad, they were an earth-ranked team.
Five years ago, during an overseas mission, the entire team was cornered with no way out.
At that desperate moment, they saw a boy.
Yes—a boy.
The boy looked at them as if he had found his own kin.
After confirming they were Yanhuang people, the boy stayed behind to cover their retreat alone.
“Don’t worry about me. Go!”
“With your strength, you’d just be waiting to die here!”
As he left, Ye Xiu gave the boy his contact details and countless promises.
Sadly, in five years, he never received a call.
In the end, he and his brothers decided to call the boy “Mad Dragon.”
Ye Xiu’s nose stung. If not for that boy, he and his comrades would have been buried overseas long ago.
“I’m going to find Mad Dragon now.”
“He seems to be in some trouble.”
“Anyone willing to come with me, change into civilian clothes and follow me!”
This scene was unknown to Su Chen.
At that moment, Su Chen sat at Meng Rongrong’s desk, exasperated.
He looked at Mr. Song, who was drenched in cold sweat.
Su Chen curled his lip in disdain.
“Mister, you’re sure you don’t know what an xpail file is?”
“You were chatting so enthusiastically with my big sister, and you don’t even know what it is?”
“Do you expect me to believe that?”
Mr. Song saw Su Chen narrow his eyes, and his heart was filled with terror!
Thinking of the brutal methods used to force him awake not long ago, he absolutely didn’t want to experience that again!
He shook his head frantically, but the movement tugged at the knife still lodged in his shoulder, making him wince in pain.
“Brother, I really don’t know.”
“I’m about to die—there’s no point in lying to you now.”
“I’m just a wage earner. I work for Song Tiancheng.”
“Whatever he tells me to do, I do.”
“That name, too, I only heard from him.”
Su Chen waved his hand and let out a long sigh.
He’d thought he’d cast a wide net and was about to haul in a big fish.
Yet, what he’d pulled up was nothing but trash.
Damn it, this guy knew nothing. Just a pure pawn, a real simpleton.
Su Chen rubbed his temples, still wanting to know what trouble his big sister had run into.
The best option, besides asking her directly, was to wait for Ye Xiu to arrive.
“Forget it, I’ll just wait for Ye Xiu.”
“He probably wouldn’t keep anything from me.”
At that moment, a team dressed in black stormed into the doors of Huayang Group!
They sealed off the entire company.
Hot on their heels was a large crowd of media reporters!
Beside this team was a man with a sinister face.
Song Tiancheng!
The young master of the Song family, a top socialite in Huajiang City.
When he saw Meng Rongrong approaching, a faint smile curled at his lips.
He turned to the man leading the black-clad team.
“Captain Wang, you should be familiar with Miss Meng.”
“I suspect that our family’s Song San died in Miss Meng’s office.”
“Or suffered some inhuman torment.”
“How should this be judged?”