A waiter hiding in the dark witnessed Lei and several thugs being turned into a bloody mess by Christiano’s men.
"Ahhhhhh—"
Du Ruoxin’s scream lingered in the air, like a mournful dirge.
Tsk!
The waiter sighed softly. So ruthless, truly worthy of Christiano, the patriarch of a family that had dominated economic development for centuries in modern history!
He quietly withdrew from the scene of the incident.
Exiting the warehouse, he removed his hood, revealing a familiar, sun-tanned, handsome, and dashing face—Mu Li, Rong Jingyang’s secret guard.
Six months ago, he had infiltrated Lei’s power group as a mole under Rong Jingyang’s orders.
Even the "kidnapping" of Du Ruoxin was merely a setup for today's performance.
He had just recorded the video of Christiano committing murder. Once released online…
Rothschild’s patriarch’s year-long deployment, investment, and efforts in FL country would be ruined.
J-K Hotel
Rong Jingyang and Qin Yunxi were sipping wine. Qin Yunxi, in particular, exuded an air of triumphant confidence.
He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gesturing towards the vast ocean, and declared with great spirit, "This land, this boundless sea, is truly exquisitely beautiful."
With this sea and its unparalleled resources, how much oil could he possibly want?
The endless waves surged and receded, creating crests that seemed like countless banknotes waving to him, rushing towards him.
Qin Yunxi was in exceptionally high spirits.
"Ding—"
His computer received a video from Mu Li.
Rong Jingyang’s dark pupils flickered with a hint of coldness. "Yunxi."
"Did it arrive?" Qin Yunxi walked over excitedly, holding his computer. He laughed wildly, "Hahahahahaha—"
Christiano, prepare to die!
The two began to busy themselves, making several calls each. After sending the video, everything else was just waiting for public opinion to ferment.
Qin Yunxi couldn't help but chuckle. He poured wine into their respective glasses, and they drank it down in one gulp.
"By the way," Qin Yunxi suddenly remembered a question and looked at Rong Jingyang, "When will you call your sister-in-law?"
Rong Jingyang did not answer, merely offering a profound and enigmatic cold smile.
Qin Yunxi shivered inexplicably upon seeing it.
Ever since—
Rong Jingyang’s leg was broken, he had become a different person, completely unfathomable.
—
After leaving the warehouse, Du Ruoxin couldn't stop vomiting.
Even after two days, her mind was still filled with the terrifying image of the tattooed man and the thugs being turned into a bloody mess.
Blood everywhere, bodies everywhere.
Their grotesque expressions with bulging eyes, and the lingering smell of blood.
It was as if Du Ruoxin had been immersed in a pile of corpses, unable to sleep at night.
"Gag—"
She retched every few minutes, almost spitting out her bile.
Christiano, you are truly a madman!
Du Ruoxin knew he had a peculiar temper and that his methods were strong and ruthless, but this was the first time she had seen him kill someone.
A living person dying right before her eyes…
Du Ruoxin couldn't control her nausea, couldn't control the turmoil in her mind.
"Knock knock." Christiano knocked on the door. "Xin'er, it's time to eat."
I won't eat!
I don't want to see you, you devil who kills without blinking!
Du Ruoxin was truly angry, but besides anger, what else could she do to her elder brother?
Helplessness, the inability to change things, was what truly saddened Du Ruoxin.
Christiano didn't hear Du Ruoxin’s response. He frowned and looked at Grace, "Comfort her."
"Make her eat."
Xin'er had been refusing to eat and speak. He was afraid she would get sick, afraid something would happen to her. That's why he had someone bring Grace from Country A overnight.
"Yes." Grace walked to the door and called inside, "Sister Xin, it's me, open the door."
Grace?
Du Ruoxin heard her best friend's voice and quickly opened the door, pulling her into the room. "Grace, why are you here?"
Grace hadn't slept well these past few days. Du Ruoxin had disappeared, and she couldn't find her.
She and Rong Jingsheng had tracked her from Country E to Country A, but there was no news.
Not until last night, when Trevor dragged her onto a plane, saying he was taking her to find Du Ruoxin.
"You disappeared suddenly, I was so worried about you." Grace looked at her friend's haggard appearance and dry lips, and couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"
"I—"
Du Ruoxin suddenly choked up, unable to speak.
She hugged Grace and sobbed softly.
Grace patted Du Ruoxin's back with concern. It must be Christiano again, making Xin'er sad.
Otherwise, why would Xin'er cry? Why would she go on a hunger strike in protest?
Alas!
Christiano turned the doorknob and opened the door. He never expected to see Xin'er crying.
For a moment, he stood there, stunned.
Until a rapid sound of footsteps approached. Trevor exclaimed, "Sir, it's bad, there are many police outside."
Police?
Christiano’s blue eyes darkened. "They're quite fast."
Last night, the video of him killing someone had gone viral.
Christiano naturally knew about it, but he hadn't ordered anyone to suppress it, letting public opinion run wild.
Since it was Rong Jingyang's trap, why wouldn't he cooperate?
He couldn't let Rong Jingyang perform a solo act, could he?
That wouldn't be gentlemanly!
Christiano had even predicted that his year of investment in FL country would be wasted, and he would lose this confrontation with Rong Jingyang miserably.
But, to win Xin'er's heart, what did it matter if he lost?
He was willing.
Christiano was taken away by the police, his hands cuffed, his head covered with a sack, and escorted to the police station like a criminal.
Du Ruoxin’s hot tears were still in her eyes, frozen abruptly.
She: "—"
Wasn't her elder brother an omnipotent man, almost like a god?
How could he be arrested?
How could he go to prison?
Du Ruoxin forgot to cry. At this moment, her worry and fear for Christiano's safety outweighed everything else.
She grabbed Trevor and asked urgently, "What happened? Why was Big Brother arrested?!"
Trevor stammered, "Because, because…"
He took out his phone and flipped to the video of Christiano killing someone. "Someone put this video online."
"Now everyone in FL country knows about it."
Du Ruoxin looked at the scene from that day, and her mind exploded.
Online…
It was put online…
"Who put it there?!" she roared angrily, "Why didn't you find someone to block it?!"
Trevor lowered his head, unsure how to answer.
After a while, he said, "Miss, we cannot let Mr. have an accident in FL country. We must save Mr."
He paused, his face hardening with ruthlessness. "Do you need me to send people to bomb the police station?"
Du Ruoxin's head buzzed. "No! I… I will find a way."
Even though Big Brother…
But he was her own brother, she couldn't stand by and do nothing.
Du Ruoxin was about to ask Trevor if there were any connections she could leverage in FL country when her phone rang.
She picked it up and looked.
The familiar 11 digits appeared, and Du Ruoxin froze instantly.