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"This 100 million US dollars is a necessary show of sincerity, intended to lull the other side into a false sense of security. Given enough time, they can easily find out the source of the counterfeit money. We cannot afford to lose sight of the bigger picture! Similarly, the presence of Mr. Miyagi, a high-ranking member of the Red Army, further demonstrates our sincerity and serves the same purpose of calming their confusion."

"Once Ms. C lowers her guard, we'll throw out the bait to lure her into starting the first collaboration. She'll never imagine that this is a trap we've set at great cost, designed to wipe her and her team out of the ground! All the initial investments will be recouped many times over!"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the Miyagi father and son lit up, and they looked at each other with respect and admiration.

"Truly worthy of being called Mr. Ryuzaburo!"

Unfortunately, Long Sanlang, who was so confident of victory, would never have imagined that Qin Tai had already prepared a grave for him that very night.

Feeling confident of victory, Ryuzaburo led his men to the dock in a grand procession, only to be stopped outside the warehouse.

“Mr. Ryuzaburo, Ms. C instructed that you may bring your entourage in, but everyone must surrender their weapons.”

Dressed as mercenaries, the three Li brothers, wearing sunglasses, spoke fiercely and expressionlessly late at night, completely disregarding the so-called international terrorists.

Long Sanlang squinted and glanced at the guards patrolling the surrounding warehouses. He was astonished to find that every weak point was heavily guarded. The three-on-three veterans patrolling back and forth exuded a fierce and ruthless aura. The watchtowers and high ground had long been occupied, demonstrating extremely high combat skills.

"Of course, no problem!"

Long Sanlang waved his hand, and his followers obediently handed over their melee weapons and firearms.

In any case, his purpose in coming today was just to play the long game and catch a big fish; he had no intention of starting a conflict. On the contrary, Ms. C's caution in hiring such mediocre mercenaries and demanding that they hand over all their weapons reflects the other party's cowardice.

With this kind of lamb-like mentality, there's no need to worry about the other party taking any adverse actions.

Especially after they handed over their weapons, they were repeatedly searched and scanned up and down with metal detectors, which only intensified Ryuzaburo's disdain and contempt.

A lamb is a lamb. Her caution and prudence show that Ms. C is a complete dark web intelligence worker, a white glove with no combat capabilities!

Finally, Ryuzaburo met the cat who had been waiting for him in the warehouse. She was dressed in a smart bodysuit, and her long ponytail showed her competence. Beside her was a handsome bodyguard who did not look imposing. He was also wearing sunglasses and did not smile. He was more like a gigolo than a bodyguard.

Unsurprisingly, it was Qin Tai himself.

"Mr. Long Sanlang, it's a pleasure to meet you!" With Qin Tai backing her up, Xiao Mao was naturally full of confidence and said generously, "You can call me Ms. C, or you can call me by my name, Cat!"

"Little Cat, her name suits her perfectly. I never expected Ms. C to be so young!"

Ryuzaburo replied with apparent politeness, but a flash of amazed greed quickly crossed his eyes. He hadn't expected Ms. C to be such a stunning beauty with a wasp waist and slender hips. Instantly, a fierce flame ignited in his heart, a kind of tyrannical and morbid desire to destroy all beautiful things.

This blatant malice made Qin Tai raise an eyebrow. No wonder he's a little idiot; no matter what level he reaches, he can't change the inherent flaws in his genes. They're professionals at playing the BT game.

However, if you dare to covet my woman, you are already courting death!

"Hehe, I don't like beating around the bush; I prefer to get straight to the point!" Ryuzaburo, wanting to show off, winked at the Miyagi father and son beside him. "I'd like to invite my right-hand men, Mr. Miyagi Hiroshi and Mr. Miyagi Taro, to show me my sincerity!"

The father and son immediately opened their briefcases, revealing a stack of US dollars in cash: "According to the rules of the dark web, brand new, non-consecutive banknotes, guaranteed safe! This is my sincerity! It's a welcome gift to welcome you to the Red Army!"

To everyone's surprise, the kitten merely glanced at it indifferently and shook its head with little interest, saying, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ryuzaburo, the previous price was one hundred million US dollars. This afternoon, another organization invited me to be their front man, and the offer was much more generous than yours."

Long Sanlang's smile froze on his face, a vague sense of foreboding creeping over him.

"Furthermore, I've considered that getting too close to such high-profile and notorious terrorist organizations like yours would significantly increase my security risks. Therefore, after careful consideration, I need to pay more!"

"Not much, just another eighty million US dollars, we Chinese like to make auspicious numbers."

So-so what the hell!

It's almost doubled!

Do you think the Red Army's money just falls from the sky?

Long Sanlang instantly flew into a rage, his previously feigned refined demeanor nearly crumbling: "Do you know, no one has ever dared to raise the price against me, never!"

To everyone's surprise, the kitten remained unmoved and waved its hand indifferently: "Oh, in that case, please go back!"

Gong Muhong quickly stepped in to smooth things over, bowing and scraping as he said sincerely, "Ms. Cat, our Red Army is very sincere in inviting someone as talented as you to join us. One hundred million US dollars is already an astronomical price, representing our highest sincerity!"

"However, given the new conditions you've offered, it's not entirely unnecessarily unacceptable... But if we're going to demonstrate our sincerity by adding another eighty million US dollars, wouldn't you also want to show us your sincerity?"

Taro Miyagi also said indignantly, "That's right, we can't just pay an extra 80 million US dollars for nothing!"

"Don't worry, it's definitely worth more than its price!"

The kitten was prepared and threw out a file folder, which landed on the ground. From the corner of the photo, you could see the follow-up photos of Cheng Haiyao and the remaining assassins fleeing in panic!

"I've already found the trail of the female assassins you asked me to find within 24 hours. There were six of them in total, and their addresses, travel patterns, and injuries are all clearly recorded. This is enough to prove my sincerity and value!"

Ryuzaburo looked down and took a closer look. His pupils dilated suddenly, and a sense of surprise rose in his heart again. ...How long has it been?

Ms. C's intelligence network was incredibly effective; in a situation like searching for a needle in a haystack, they actually found those who had slipped through the net, and the information they gathered was so detailed and clear!

This further piqued Ryuzaburo's interest. He secretly vowed not only to turn this woman into a puppet, but also to take over her entire intelligence network for his own use!

"Excellent, you're the only exception. I enjoy working with someone like you!"

Long Sanlang changed his expression like a Sichuan opera mask-changer, instantly transforming from furious to a gentle and pleasant demeanor, and quickly winked at Gong Muhong.

Gong Muhong's old face showed a look of pain, and then he painfully pulled out a bond contract he always carried with him from his pocket.

"These are bearer bonds issued by the Tong Group. Anyone can redeem them for corresponding investment dividends, worth 80 million US dollars!"

Qin Tai let out a soft exclamation. He hadn't expected that after the two male protagonists of "Supreme Unrivaled" were killed off, the plot would take another extreme. Without Rosen's help, the seemingly intelligent Mr. Tong was actually deceived by these two masters of the Thousand Gates, and his investment of 80 million US dollars went down the drain.

Now it has fallen into my hands in this form.

Fate, amazing.

Could it be that these bonds were issued using funds from his own 50 billion principal?