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"Notify all family members that a family meeting will be held in the conference room in ten minutes." His voice was deep and firm, carrying an unquestionable authority.

Ten minutes later, the conference room was packed.

All members of the Ye family were present, their faces filled with trepidation and unease, their gazes frequently drifting towards Ye Feng, who sat in the main seat.

Ye Feng surveyed the crowd, his eyes sharp as knives, as if they could pierce through people's hearts.

"Gentlemen," he began, his voice steady and powerful, "I have gathered you all here today to have a frank discussion with you."

"Our Ye family has just experienced an unprecedented crisis."

He paused, his tone tinged with sorrow.

"This crisis comes not only from external competitors, but also from internal parasites."

His words exploded in the conference room like a thunderclap, and some family members instantly turned pale, with fine beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads.

“I know that some of you are very scared and uneasy.”

Ye Feng's voice softened somewhat, but his eyes remained firm.

"However, I hope you understand that I am not here today to assign blame, but to work with everyone to find solutions to the problem."

He stood up, walked to the conference table, placed his hands on the table, and stared intently at everyone.

"The Yip Group is a business that our ancestors worked hard to build. We cannot let it be destroyed in our hands."

“I know that this incident has made everyone worried about the future of the family.”

His tone was earnest, “But I hope everyone can believe in me and believe that we can overcome this difficulty together.”

He picked up a document and held it high.

"These are the new family business management rules I've set out. They will strengthen internal oversight and management to prevent similar betrayals from happening again."

"I hope everyone will study this carefully and strictly abide by it." His tone was firm and forceful, leaving no room for doubt.

The meeting room was silent, with only the sound of everyone's rapid breathing.

After a long while, an older family member stood up. His voice trembled slightly, but his tone was full of determination.

"Ye Feng, we believe in you! We support you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the others stood up to express their support for Ye Feng.

"Operation begins!" Ye Feng's deep voice echoed in the silent command center, like a stone thrown into a deep pool, creating ripples.

On the screen, red markers flashed, representing the various hideouts of the criminal organization.

Ye Feng stared intently at the screen, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, one tap after another, as if striking the enemy's heart.

He took a deep breath; the air was thick with the tense smell of electronic devices, mixed with the bitterness of coffee, which made his stomach ache slightly.

"Team A, target locked, prepare to move!" A clear report came through the earpiece, and Ye Feng could hear the firmness and a hint of barely perceptible excitement in the other party's tone.

His gaze swept over the busy figures in the command center; everyone was focused, their fingers flying across the keyboards, the clatter of keys creating a tense symphony. The cool air from the air conditioner brushed against his cheeks, keeping him alert.

"Group B, target area cleared, requesting entry!"

"Entry approved!" Ye Feng's voice was steady and powerful, without the slightest hesitation.

On the screen, a red marker turned green, indicating that Team A had successfully taken control of a hideout.

Ye Feng's lips curled up slightly, a hint of relief crossing his heart, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper solemnity.

He knew that this was just the beginning and the real battle had just begun.

His phone vibrated with an encrypted message: "Qian Rongguang has appeared!"

Ye Feng suddenly stood up, the chair scraping against the floor with a screeching sound, drawing everyone's attention in the command center.

He felt everyone's gaze shining on him like searchlights, but he couldn't care less.

"Group C, Qian Rongguang has appeared. Track him immediately!" His voice carried an barely suppressed excitement, as if a long-dormant beast had finally caught the scent of its prey.

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of his chest. He knew that capturing Qian Rongguang wasn't just for Liu Qingyi, but also for everyone who had been harmed by this criminal organization.

Time ticked by, and the atmosphere in the command center grew increasingly tense.

Ye Feng paced back and forth, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He could feel the sweat on his palms, sticky and cold.

Suddenly, a cacophony of sounds came through the earpiece, a mix of gunshots and shouts.

"Team C is encountering resistance and requests backup!"

Ye Feng's heart sank, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

"Group D, immediately provide support to Group C! Ensure the safety of personnel at all times!" His voice was deep and firm, carrying an unquestionable authority.

He walked to the screen and zoomed in on the area where Group C was located. On the screen, the red markers flashed even more intensely, like a bomb about to explode.

Ye Feng's breathing became rapid, and he felt as if something was blocking his throat, making it difficult to breathe.

He stared intently at the screen, as if trying to bore a hole through it.

Suddenly, a clear voice came through the earpiece: "Report to command center, Qian Rongguang has been captured!"

Ye Feng's body jolted, and his tense nerves finally relaxed. He let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a tremendous pressure lifted from his shoulders.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt a sense of ease and joy in the air, which seemed to carry the scent of victory.

He knew the battle was not over, but they had already taken a crucial step.

He opened his eyes, his gaze firm and full of hope.

"Keep going!" His voice rang out again, echoing in the command center, filled with the joy of victory and confidence in the future.

The news of Qian Rongguang's arrest was like an ice cube thrown into boiling water, quickly melting away in the turbulent underground world.

The remaining forces lurking in the shadows did not give up. Instead, like an enraged viper, they fiercely flicked their tongues, preparing to deliver a fatal blow.

"The boss's been arrested!?" A man hiding in the abandoned factory smashed a bottle in his hand, shards of glass flying everywhere, reflecting his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face. "This can't be!"

"Ye Feng! I'll make you pay for this in blood!" Another man gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with a frenzied flame of revenge.

In the dim light, their faces were distorted and deformed, like demons from hell.

The factory reeked of the pungent smell of machine oil and sweat, mixed with fear and despair, creating a suffocating atmosphere.