Power and wealth bring fragrance

After Zhao Xuan finished speaking, he shut up and waited for Tang Jun to make a decision.

A fierce glint flashed in Tang Jun's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and sneered.

"Liu Xiangrong?"

"What's there to say? She's just a woman. Just kill her to vent the old man's anger."

"Ruan Yi!"

Tang Jun called out, and one of the Annan boys who had been standing silently to the side stepped forward and spoke in a broken accent.

"Young Master Tang."

Tang Jun gave the order in a cold voice.

"Take a few brothers and go with Zhao Xuan to scout out the location tomorrow."

"Find out where Liu Xiangrong is, and then..."

"Send her on her way!"

Ruan remained expressionless.

"Yes."

Zhao Xuan was stunned.

No, buddy, this isn't the script he planned.

Even if you're coming back with helpers to seek revenge, even if you're willing to trade one life for another, there's no need to be so direct and undisguised.

Do they really think the police department is just sitting around doing nothing?

Even though there aren't many good people in the upper echelons of Deepsea City, and they've done a lot of murder and arson, they all stay in the shadows.

This blatant murder at their doorstep will certainly bring Liu Xiangrong a quick death, but it will also put the Tang family in trouble.

Even if the Tang family has a way to escape, he's finished!

He wanted Liu Xiangrong and Wei Yuan to go to hell, that's true, but he couldn't drag him down with him!

This is the most important!

"Young Master, Young Master, please wait a moment."

Zhao Xuan hurriedly spoke, but when Tang Jun looked at him with a cold and sharp gaze, he immediately started sweating and couldn't help but tremble.

"Um, should we... try... a slightly more tactful approach?"

Zhao Xuan mustered his courage and said a sentence, his shirt already soaked with sweat.

Tang Jun's gaze was so sharp, it felt like he wanted to devour him alive.

He only said one sentence, and it exhausted all of Zhao Xuan's courage.

Tang Jun stared intently at Zhao Xuan, his gaze growing increasingly dangerous.

But at that moment, Madam Tang spoke up.

"What Zhao Xuan said makes sense."

"Although your father has passed away, the foundation of the Bafu Group still lies in the deep sea."

"Going too far will make things difficult if the police and parliament are watching."

Upon hearing Madam Tang's words, Zhao Xuan felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders and nodded hastily.

"That's exactly what I mean."

"It wouldn't be difficult to bring down Liu Xiangrong. I have a friend on the tax investigation committee. He can just accuse Liu Xiangrong of tax evasion, and that would be enough to send her to jail."

"Whether she lives or dies afterward is entirely up to you, Young Master Jun, with a single word."

"Besides, if we kill Liu Xiangrong all at once, scaring that good-for-nothing Wei Yuan into never showing his face again, we won't be able to completely avenge President Yang, will we?"

Tang Jun's eyes remained fierce and unchanging until he heard Zhao Xuan's last words, at which point his pupils twitched slightly.

After a moment of silence, Tang Jun nodded to Zhao Xuan, his tone icy.

"Then let's do as you say."

"If anything goes wrong, you'll die too."

Zhao Xuan's face fell completely, but he didn't dare to say no, and could only nod with a bitter expression.

This guy is completely different from his father, Tang Hai.

Tang Hai is a cunning and shrewd businessman. He is ruthless when necessary, but also tactful when appropriate.

However, Tang Jun, perhaps because he had spent so much time in Annam, brought back his mannerisms from there.

She was indeed ruthless, but her ruthlessness bordered on recklessness.

But Annam was a godforsaken place, chaotic and noisy all the time. Several generals and commanders took turns in power, and people dying was commonplace. Nobody cared at all.

But Deepsea City is different; it has its own unique rules, both overt and covert.

If you don't play by the rules, you'll be struck out sooner or later.

Tang Jun, unaware of Zhao Xuan's inner thoughts, continued speaking.

"Starting tomorrow, Ruan Yi and Ruan Er will follow you and protect you closely."

"If there's anything you can't do yourself, you can ask them to help."

"In short, since you spoke so confidently just now, I'll take that as a sign that you're sure."

"I want to hear the news of Liu Xiangrong collapsing before sunset tomorrow, understand?"

What else could Zhao Xuan say but nod repeatedly?

After finishing his explanation, Tang Jun waved his hand, signaling Zhao Xuan to get lost.

Zhao Xuan bowed and left the villa with a forced smile, followed closely by Ruan Yi and Ruan Er.

After walking out the gate, Zhao Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the two expressionless doormen following behind him, too lazy to even bother with a smile or trying to build rapport.

These two Annamese guys are clearly Tang Jun's spies to monitor him, and he won't win them over at all.

Zhao Xuan acted as if Ruan Yi and Ruan Er didn't exist, and made a phone call as he walked.

The phone rang once and was answered, but no one spoke.

Zhao Xuan didn't care and spoke directly.

"Young Master Jun has agreed to launch a tax investigation into the Jinyu Group tomorrow and take Liu Xiangrong into custody."

"It would be best to arrange a meeting with reporters to broadcast the event live on the news, so as to lure Wei Yuan out."

Without waiting for a response, Zhao Xuan hung up the phone, opened the back door of the car, and smiled and nodded at Ruan Yi and Ruan Er.

"Thank you both for your hard work these past few days."

Ruan Yi and Ruan Er remained expressionless, took the driver's and passenger's seats, and sped away.

Silent all night.

The following morning, in the Hilton Hotel's top suite.

The room was a mess, with clothes scattered all over the floor.

Chu Xinrou, her spring-like figure fully exposed, snuggled into her blanket and fell fast asleep.

Wei Yuan had already gotten up, shirtless and showing off his strong muscles. He sat cross-legged facing the rising sun, with two white breaths faintly visible coming out of his nose.

After circulating his internal energy for thirty-six cycles, Wei Yuan finally exhaled a long breath and opened his eyes.

For a split second, it seemed as if a flash of light went off in the room, then everything returned to normal.

Wei Yuan stood up, stretched comfortably, and his joints cracked like firecrackers.

Feeling the explosive power within his body, Wei Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

Peak of Ming Jin (a martial arts technique).

There was even a faint hint that he had broken through to the Dark Force realm.

With a few more days of training, one can naturally break through to the level of internal strength.

By then, he will have achieved some success in the martial arts world.

Wei Yuan then tested his Heavenly Ear again, and found that his listening range had expanded to twenty meters.

Even his eyes, after the mutation, have become more and more sophisticated in their ability to perceive aura.

Everything is developing in a good direction.

Wei Yuan was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower when his phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was Qin Xiao calling.

Wei Yuan answered the call and heard Qin Xiao's excited voice.

"Brother, the matter is settled."

"All the ill-gotten gains have been squeezed out of Liu Ding and all his relatives."

Wei Yuan raised an eyebrow, his mood becoming increasingly good.

"How much money is there in total?"

At this point, Qin Xiao could no longer contain his pride and burst out laughing.

"The total value of their various account deposits, fund investments, as well as the cash, debts, and jewelry they carry with them, amounts to a total of 836 million!"

"In addition, there are various types of properties both domestically and internationally, including villas, apartments, and shops, totaling 28 units, with a total value exceeding 200 million yuan."

"We've made a killing this time!"