Touya Yaoyao

Shiratoya stood firmly in place, his body slightly leaning forward, his eyes fixed on the man opposite him, showing no sign of backing down. His gaze was sharp and unwavering, as if it could pierce through the seemingly unfathomable exterior of the powerful figure and reach the depths of his heart.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and even everything around became blurred. Only the eye contact between Shiro Touya and the boss became the focus of the entire world.

Shiratoya's heartbeat did not quicken due to nervousness; instead, it was unusually calm, perhaps even strangely calm.

He knew perfectly well how important the mission he was shouldering was, and he also understood that facing such a powerful opponent, any fear could lead to the failure of the mission.

The big boss was surrounded by a group of burly, cold-faced bodyguards who guarded him closely, forming a defensive line that was not easy to break through.

However, Shiro Momoya was not intimidated by this line of defense. He had only one belief in his heart—no matter what, he had to take down the big boss and bring him to justice.

"Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you broke in?"

The boss's lips curled into a slight, disdainful sneer. His voice was deep and menacing, seemingly capable of piercing one's soul. It was as if he were mocking the ant's overestimation of its own abilities.

Shirato Ya met the boss's gaze without fear, his eyes as cold as frost, a black pistol gripped tightly in his hand, its dark muzzle pointed steadily at the boss.

"I'm here to end all of this." Shiratoya's voice was equally cold, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, just like the gun in his hand, ruthless and resolute.

Seeing this, the boss's smile grew even more contemptuous. He slowly raised his hand and casually waved it. The few subordinates standing beside him immediately sprang into action like well-trained hunting dogs. They quickly spread out, forming a fan shape, tightly surrounding Shirato Shi and his team.

These henchmen were all burly and muscular, their eyes fierce and sharp, exuding cruelty and violence. The weapons in their hands gleamed coldly in the dim light, sending chills down one's spine. The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense, as if a bloody battle was about to erupt.

"Just the few of you? You're too naive." The big boss raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a mocking smile, as if the Shiratoshi and the others in front of him were nothing more than a bunch of overconfident ants.

However, despite the boss's disdain, Shirato Ya did not become angry. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, quickly scanned his surroundings, taking in the environment and the enemy's location. At the same time, his mind was racing, considering the best strategy to deal with the current situation.

The team members standing next to Shiro Momoya were also unaffected by the boss's provocation. They all looked serious, as if facing a formidable enemy, and gripped their weapons tightly, ready to strike.

Just then, a burly henchman suddenly pounced on Shiratoshi like a hungry tiger, his dagger gleaming coldly as he thrust it straight at Shiratoshi's chest.

In the blink of an eye, Shirato Shiki dodged the fatal blow with a ghostly movement. Immediately afterward, he launched a lightning-fast kick, striking his henchman in the abdomen. With a muffled thud, the henchman screamed as if hit by a cannonball, flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground.

This sudden turn of events was like a bolt from the blue, leaving the other subordinates stunned and speechless, as if time had frozen at that moment. However, after a brief moment of shock, they did not choose to back down. Instead, like an enraged swarm of bees, they rushed forward and engaged in a fierce and terrifying melee with Shirato Ya and his team.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became extremely tense. Shouts of battle, crashes, and various other noises mingled together, like the climax of a symphony, deafeningly loud. Dust flew everywhere, as if the entire room was shrouded in a thick layer of sand, making it almost impossible to open one's eyes.

Shirato Ya was surrounded by enemies like hungry wolves, leaving him nowhere to escape. However, facing such a perilous situation, Shirato Ya showed no fear whatsoever; a faint smile even graced his face, as if this were not a life-or-death struggle, but a lighthearted game.

His figure moved like a ghost, swiftly weaving through the enemy's relentless attacks. Every sidestep and leap seemed precisely calculated, perfectly avoiding their strikes. The sharp sword flashes and fierce fist winds appeared slow and powerless to him; he always managed to find a safe gap at the last second, easily slipping through.

Moreover, while dodging enemy attacks, Shiratoshi is also adept at spotting their weaknesses. His gaze is as sharp as a hawk's, capable of instantly discerning an enemy's vulnerability. Once he finds an opportunity, he strikes without hesitation, delivering a fatal blow with lightning speed and precision.

Throughout the fierce battle, Shirato Ya's gaze never left the powerful figure. He noticed that the powerful figure remained seated firmly in his chair, without moving an inch. A disdainful smile always graced his face, seemingly unconcerned about the breathtaking battle unfolding before him.

Just as the battle reached its climax, Ye Qijia's reinforcements stormed into the room. They quickly joined the fight, battling alongside Bai Taoshi and the others. Under their combined assault, the enemy's men gradually began to falter and started to show weaknesses.

Bai Taoya seized the opportunity and charged towards the boss. The boss's expression finally changed slightly; he hurriedly stood up, trying to dodge. But Bai Taoya was too fast; he grabbed the boss's collar and slammed him hard onto the table.

"The game is over," Shirato said, panting heavily.

The big shot struggled a few times, but under Bai Taoya's suppression, he was unable to break free. A hint of fear flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"You think you can solve all the problems by capturing me? You're too naive," the boss said viciously.

"No matter what problems arise, I will solve them one by one," Shiro Momoya said firmly.

At this moment, Ye Qijia walked over, looked at the subdued boss, and said, "Take him away."

Several police officers stepped forward and took the boss into custody. Shiratoya released his grip, watching the boss being led away, a sense of accomplishment welling up inside him.