Hong Kong film: The Ni family tycoon, who kills people and then amasses an army.

This business card was left by Charlie when he visited, wanting to acquire Galaxy One. However, at that time, Galaxy One had just been launched and was at its peak of popularity, so Ni Yongyao naturally refused outright. Now, things are different. With sales reaching 300 million, Galaxy One can no longer generate significant profits in the short term, so Ni Yongyao plans to package it up and sell it for a good price.

"Beep beep..."

Ni Yongyao picked up his mobile phone and dialed Charlie's number.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Who is this?" Charlie's voice came from the other end of the phone.

“It’s me, Ni Yongyao. Mr. Charlie, do you have time to come to my estate for afternoon tea?” Ni Yongyao said.

“Mr. Ni? Okay, okay, no problem, I’ll be right there.” Charlie was clearly surprised to receive Ni Yongyao’s call, and immediately agreed to the invitation without any hesitation.

As the head of Motorola's Hong Kong Island branch, Charlie was naturally keeping a close eye on the Galaxy One. Recently, the Galaxy One's sales had been booming, squeezing out other brands, including Motorola, to almost no room to survive. This had been a headache for Charlie for a long time, but he couldn't come up with any effective solutions. Therefore, upon hearing Ni Yongyao's invitation, he immediately decided to go and have a chat.

After half an hour.

Charlie then drove to the Ni family manor and met Ni Yongyao in the courtyard. In the sunlight, Ni Yongyao sat in a wicker chair, a cigar dangling from his lips, leisurely puffing out smoke.

　383 “Mr. Ni,” Charlie greeted him.

“Sit down,” Ni Yongyao said, pointing to another rattan chair beside him, his expression as natural as if the two were old friends.

Charlie nodded and sat down in the wicker chair. Just as Charlie hesitated, unsure whether Ni Yongyao's invitation was for casual conversation or business matters...

Then Ni Yongyao spoke up: "Mr. Charlie, I've asked you here for only one thing."

“Mr. Ni, please speak,” Charlie said.

“I’m planning to sell Galaxy Communications’ pager business as a package. I wonder if your company would be interested?” Ni Yongyao said.

Upon hearing this, Charlie's expression became quite interesting. He was stunned for several seconds before recovering, then looked at Ni Yongyao in disbelief and asked, "Mr. Ni, did I hear that right? You really want to sell Galaxy One?"

“Absolutely true,” Ni Yongyao said.

“Please make sure it’s sold to Motorola! As long as Mr. Ni’s terms aren’t too outrageous, I can make the decision to buy it right now!” Charlie said.

"Rest assured, my conditions are very simple. As long as the money is in place, that's all that matters. Now, Mr. Charlie, please demonstrate your company's sincerity," Ni Yongyao said.

One wanted to sell, and the other wanted to buy. Without much haggling or swapping, they quickly settled on a price of 250 million.

"Mr. Ni, it's a pleasure to do business with you."

Charlie couldn't stop smiling. Before coming, he was still worried about how to deal with the Galaxy One, but he never expected that just a few minutes later, the Galaxy One would belong to Motorola.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate with you," Ni Yongyao said casually.

Charlie then took his leave. He still needed to report the deal to Motorola headquarters and have the two companies formally sign a contract before the deal would be considered complete.

After seeing Charlie off, Ni Yongyao was about to return to his study when a cook passed by nearby. Suddenly, she lost her footing and fell to the ground with a cry of pain. Her fall was quite suggestive; her skirt was lifted, revealing a large expanse of fair skin and long, straight legs, making her extremely alluring.

This scene seemed like a normal accident, but Ni Yongyao's intuition told him that something was wrong. Immediately, an idea struck Ni Yongyao, and he activated bullet time. A surge of adrenaline caused everything around him to appear magnified countless times in Ni Yongyao's eyes.

In bullet time, Ni Yongyao's vision was also enhanced, allowing him to see the fine details of objects as if looking through a microscope. He quickly noticed something unusual: the skin on the cook's palms, specifically the area between the thumb and forefinger, was unusually rough—the marks left by calluses that had grown and been removed. Besides this, there were varying degrees of training marks all over the cook's body. These were difficult to detect under normal circumstances, but were very obvious in bullet time.

"Another undercover agent?" Having learned from Ya Zi's experience, Ni Yongyao instinctively thought this, but he quickly dismissed the idea. Ya Zi hadn't been exposed on the surface, so there was no need for the police to send two undercover agents in a honey trap. Regardless of the cook's identity, Ni Yongyao was prepared to play along and see what she was really up to.

"Are you alright?" Ni Yongyao walked over to the cook and helped her up.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ni. I'm fine." The cook, or rather Cheng Haiyao, straightened her disheveled clothes, smiled at Ni Yongyao, and then limped towards the kitchen.

Ni Yongyao activated bullet time again, instantly slowing Cheng Haiyao's movements countless times. In this state, her feigned footwork immediately revealed flaws, and the traces of training became even clearer. This completely confirmed to Ni Yongyao that Cheng Haiyao was definitely not just an undercover agent.

Ni Yongyao did not expose Cheng Haiyao directly, but waited patiently for Cheng Haiyao to expose herself.

That night.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on Ni Yongyao's bedroom door.

"Come in."

The door opened, and Cheng Haiyao walked in wearing a white dress. The dress was so thin that you could almost see through the fabric and see what was underneath. She swayed as she walked, which was quite eye-catching.

"Mr. Ni, thank you for your help during the day. I have some massage skills. If you don't mind, I'd like to give you a back massage," Cheng Haiyao said softly, her tone extremely seductive.

Ni Yongyao naturally had no reason to refuse, so he immediately took off his shirt and lay down on the bed. Then, Ni Yongyao felt a weight on his back as Cheng Haiyao sat on top of him, and a pair of nimble, soft hands began kneading his back. Each massage was perfectly timed, comparable to that of a top-notch masseuse.

“Mr. Ni, I’m going to increase the pressure. It might hurt a little, so please bear with it.” After Cheng Haiyao finished speaking, a murderous intent immediately appeared in her eyes after Ni Yongyao nodded.

The next moment, Cheng Haiyao's fingers tightened suddenly, grabbing Ni Yongyao's spine. Her arm muscles tensed instantly, ready to snap his spine. This was the signature move of Madam M's assassins, a cruel method that would cause the target to die in excruciating pain after their spine was broken.

However, to Cheng Haiyao's surprise, even though she had grasped the spine, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break it as she had in the past. Ni Yongyao's spine seemed to be made of cast steel, and she couldn't budge it an inch with her strength. This made Cheng Haiyao's expression change drastically. She immediately realized that Ni Yongyao was not as simple as he seemed. She pushed off the bed with her feet and tried to escape from the bedroom.

"The massage isn't finished yet, where are you going?" Ni Yongyao suddenly turned over, grabbed Cheng Haiyao's wrist, and said with a smile.

Cheng Haiyao showed no smile; her face was filled with terror, unable to understand when she had given herself away. She struggled frantically, trying to break free from Ni Yongyao's grip. But her wrists felt like they were locked in iron clamps, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free. After several failed attempts, Cheng Haiyao gritted her teeth and simply struck Ni Yongyao.

Cheng Haiyao's thinking was simple: since escape was impossible, she might as well fight Ni Yongyao to the death. She believed that years of brutal training wouldn't allow her to lose to Ni Yongyao. But as soon as they clashed, Cheng Haiyao knew she was wrong, terribly wrong. Ni Yongyao's strength far exceeded her expectations; both his power and technique were beyond her reach.

In just a few seconds, Cheng Haiyao was subdued by Ni Yongyao. Ni Yongyao held Cheng Haiyao's wrist with one hand and her slender neck with the other, ready to break her elegant swan neck at any time if he wanted.

“Tell me, who are you? Who sent you? Confess obediently, it’s better for both of us. Otherwise, I don’t mind using some methods on you, like skinning you alive.” Ni Yongyao said slowly, the cruelty in his words sending a chill down Cheng Haiyao’s spine.

Faced with the threat of torture, Cheng Haiyao did not hold out for long before surrendering. This was partly due to fear of torture, and partly because Cheng Haiyao lacked loyalty to Madam M. Madam M's assassins were all young girls kidnapped from around the world and trained over several years; therefore, these assassins harbored resentment towards Madam M and were not exactly willing to die for her.

“My name is Cheng Haiyao. I was sent by Madam M to kill you,” Cheng Haiyao said.

“Cheng Haiyao? Madam M?” Ni Yongyao quickly recalled the relevant memories, thinking to himself that it was no wonder the spinal manipulation technique felt so familiar. He then asked, “What was Madam M’s reason for killing me? I don’t remember ever having any dealings with her.”

This is also what puzzles Ni Yongyao. The two sides have never even met, and Ni Yongyao didn't even know that there was a Mrs. M before, so why would they send an assassin to kill her?

“The Mainland Hotel stole Madam M’s business, so she sent me here to deal with the hotel’s behind-the-scenes boss. I found out it was you, so I disguised myself as a cook and infiltrated the hotel,” Cheng Haiyao explained.

Hearing this, Ni Yongyao nodded. That made sense; after all, it had touched upon certain interests. However, while he understood, Ni Yongyao wasn't the type to swallow his pride. Since Madam M had offended him, she had to pay the price.

“Tell me the location of Mrs. M’s base.” Ni Yongyao said, taking out a syringe and injecting the last nano-monitoring chip into Cheng Haiyao’s head. “Don’t try anything funny. This is the latest technology. Now you have a miniature bomb in your head. As long as I press a button, I can blow your head open at any time.”

Cheng Haiyao's pretty face paled. She didn't know if Ni Yongyao was telling the truth or not; at least she had never seen such a high-tech product at Mrs. M's place. But in this matter, Cheng Haiyao didn't dare to gamble that Ni Yongyao was lying to her, so she could only choose to believe him.

“If you can kill Madam M, I will not only tell you the location of the base, but I will also personally lead the way,” Cheng Haiyao said. Realizing that she couldn’t escape from Ni Yongyao’s grasp, she immediately decided to use Ni Yongyao to eliminate Madam M, which would also be a form of revenge for herself. It should be noted that Madam M’s training was extremely cruel. Over the years, all the girls in the same batch had died, leaving only Cheng Haiyao and two other female assassins alive.

“You have no right to bargain.” Ni Yongyao sneered, then operated the remote terminal, activating the electric shock function of the nanochip. An electric current instantly surged in Cheng Haiyao’s head, the intense stimulation causing her to convulse uncontrollably and almost lose control of her bladder.

"Now you understand your situation? Tell me everything you know," Ni Yongyao said calmly.

Cheng Haiyao looked at Ni Yongyao in terror. She hadn't expected him to show her any mercy, and through the electric shocks, he could confirm that there was indeed a foreign object inside her head. This sent Cheng Haiyao's heart plummeting to the bottom.

“I’ll tell you,” Cheng Haiyao sighed, “Mrs. M’s base is on a small island in South Asia. It’s in a very secluded location. The island has complete military facilities and is guarded by a large number of mercenaries. I don’t know the exact coordinates, but as long as you take me to the vicinity, I can find the island.”

"If only you had been this obedient earlier." Ni Yongyao patted Cheng Haiyao's delicate profile and smiled. However, after experiencing the electric shock, in Cheng Haiyao's eyes, Ni Yongyao had become even more terrifying than Madam M.

Ni Yongyao casually tossed Cheng Haiyao onto the floor, then began to gather his men, calling over White Ghost, Taylor, John Wick, Wesley, and Rambo.

"Mr. Ni, what are your instructions?" White Ghost asked.

“You’ll go to South Asia with the Death Squad, raid a small island there, and capture a bitch named Mrs. M.” Ni Yongyao briefly introduced the situation of Mrs. M’s base, then pointed at Cheng Haiyao, “Take her with you too. Once you get nearby, she can lead you to the island.”

Ni Yongyao had no intention of taking a long time to plan; instead, he wanted to launch a revenge operation against Madam M immediately, as the saying goes, revenge should not be delayed overnight. Manpower was also not a problem; with the strength of White Ghost and his team, coupled with the Death Squad, a raid on Madam M's base was more than enough.

"Yes, Mr. Ni," White Ghost and the others said in unison. They had no worries about the upcoming attack on a base. These were ruthless people who disregarded life and death, and their strength far exceeded that of ordinary people.

"Let's set off now, lest something unexpected happens." Ni Yongyao waved his hand, signaling Bai Youling and the others to immediately take Cheng Haiyao away from the manor and head towards South Asia.

……

South Asia.

Outside a small island.

A fishing boat drifted silently on the sea. Inside the captain's cabin, Bai Youling and the others looked at Cheng Haiyao and asked, "How far is the base?"

"We'll be there soon, in the vicinity." Cheng Haiyao felt a chill run down her spine as these people stared at her simultaneously, and goosebumps rose on her skin, as if she were being targeted by a natural enemy.

A few minutes later, the outline of a small island appeared on the horizon. Upon seeing this, Cheng Haiyao immediately shouted, "That's it! Be careful, there are many mercenaries at the base, and they are equipped with heavy firepower. If you go directly there, you will be attacked before you even get close."

"From now on, you just need to protect yourself; leave the rest to us," Taylor said to Cheng Haiyao. The group exchanged glances and then began their operation. Taylor and his team would join the Death Squad in the raid, landing on the island for close-quarters combat. Wesley, along with a sniper from the Death Squad, would remain on the ship to provide sniper cover for the raiding party.

With Wesley's sniping skills, he can accurately hit every enemy even on a turbulent sea.

"The action begins!"

After White Ghost finished speaking, everyone sprang into action simultaneously.

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Chapter Forty-Eight: Establishing Overseas Bases! The Russian Armory!

Captain's cabin.

"Wouldn't it be too dangerous for them to just go over there like that? There are at least five hundred mercenaries on the island."

Holding binoculars, Cheng Haiyao watched Bai Youling and the others sneak towards the island and said worriedly.

"Don't worry, we are professionals."

Wesley said.

Whether it was him, or White Ghost, Taylor, John Wick, and Rambo, they all had the record of single-handedly defeating dozens or even hundreds of people.

When they form a squad and attack together, they become the most terrifying nightmare for the enemy.