"Brother Dong..."
As Yang Dong, along with Wan Yunting and Niu Qiuling, entered with Meng Hu and Di She, everyone in the reception hall rose and respectfully called out "Brother Dong" upon seeing him, provided they were among Sister Jiao's subordinates.
This was because Yang Dong was Sister Jiao's trusted confidant, earning him the respect of the other followers.
"Everyone is here."
Yang Dong surveyed everyone present. Some new faces were clients brought by others; for instance, Wan Yunting was one such client he had brought.
"Where is Sister Jiao?"
Yang Dong asked Cui Hui.
"Sister Jiao is in the Young Miss's room."
"Yes, the Young Miss's illness has flared up again. Sister Jiao has been guarding her all day, not even eating," Cui Hui and A Liang sighed.
"Oh." Hearing about the Young Miss's illness, Yang Dong raised an eyebrow.
"Sister Jiao has arrived..."
A shout from outside announced the arrival of a middle-aged woman dressed in local attire, her long black hair tied up, revealing a dignified and beautiful face. Her delicate, thin eyebrows and phoenix-like eyes conveyed an air of authority. Her straight, prominent nose and thin, slightly pursed lips, along with her demeanor, exuded a powerful, dominant aura that made it difficult for people to meet her gaze directly.
"Sister Jiao..."
Yang Dong, Cui Hui, A Liang, and everyone else present bowed their heads, greeting Ye Jiao with great respect as she entered.
The only ones not to do so were Wan Yunting and Niu Qiuling. They squinted their eyes, secretly observing Ye Jiao. One had to admit, she was truly a powerful female leader of a drug cartel. Her aura was so strong that a single glance could instill a sense of fearful pressure in one's heart…
Perhaps sensing their lack of deference, Ye Jiao cast a glance their way, her eyes appraising the smiling Wan Yunting. Yang Dong noticed this and said, "Sister Jiao, this is Wan Yunting!"
Clearly, Yang Dong had already reported Wan Yunting's situation to Ye Jiao beforehand.
"Oh."
Ye Jiao's expression remained neutral. Though fifty years old, she was remarkably well-preserved. If not for her imposing aura, she would have appeared as a dignified and virtuous woman. wap.kanshu5.net
"Everyone, please be seated."
Perhaps due to her daughter's condition affecting her mood, Ye Jiao walked to the head seat and sat down, saying faintly, "Please introduce our new friends to everyone."
Cui Hui stood up first, pointing to a middle-aged man seated beside him. "This is President Pan, the chairman of Yunnan Panfu Group..."
Everyone introduced the new clients. Finally, Yang Dong pointed to Wan Yunting sitting beside him. "This is Brother Wan Yunting from Huadu, the Boss Wan. He's here to discuss a major business deal."
"Pleased to meet you all."
Wan Yunting, with his nostrils flaring, displayed an arrogant demeanor as he cupped his hands and smiled at everyone present.
"Yang Dong, I recall you were cooperating with Ling Xianzong. Why the change of personnel?"
A middle-aged man, seemingly displeased with Wan Yunting's arrogant attitude, turned to Yang Dong and asked.
"President Ling had an accident in Country H a while ago, and now Brother Wan manages the market in Huadu," Yang Dong replied.
"But I heard he was killed by him!" the middle-aged man said, casting a sidelong glance at Wan Yunting with a cold smile.
These words drew the attention of everyone present to Wan Yunting!
"What nonsense are you spouting!"
Meng Hu and Di She, standing behind Wan Yunting, sternly reprimanded the middle-aged man named Fan Kaicheng.
"Heh heh..."
Wan Yunting chuckled, raised his hand to signal Meng Hu and Di She to stop, and looked at Fan Kaicheng seated opposite him. "Friend, beware of what you say. Be careful with your words!"
Fan Kaicheng was a boss of a gang in Shenzhen and was naturally aware of the changes in the underground forces of the city. After all, there were rumors that Wan Yunting had killed Ling Xianzong and his son in Country H, thus seizing control of the northern district's territory.
"Everyone is saying it, I'm just repeating it. Can you kill me?" Fan Kaicheng asked with a fearless smile, showing no apprehension towards Wan Yunting.
The others around them chuckled with a hint of schadenfreude.
"Heh heh, do you really want to die so badly?"
Wan Yunting, with his legs crossed and leaning back in his chair, maintained his arrogant posture. His eyes, filled with playful mockery, stared directly at Fan Kaicheng. In his hand, he was toying with a small pebble. "Believe it or not, I can make your life worse than death right now!"
This remark made Fan Kaicheng's face darken. He glared at Wan Yunting, "Young man, don't be so arrogant, don't..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wan Yunting flicked the small pebble in his hand, hitting Fan Kaicheng precisely at the position of his heart. Instantly, he trembled all over, his eyes wide with shock. Although it was just a flick, Wan Yunting's provocative and arrogant smile was a complete insult to him…
*Crack!*
Fan Kaicheng, enraged, slammed the table and stood up, pointing at Wan Yunting and roaring, "Kid, believe it or not, I'll take care of you when I get back!"
"One..."
Wan Yunting ignored him and nonchalantly began counting. "Two..."
This scene infuriated Fan Kaicheng. Those around him tried to pull him back down, as Sister Jiao was still seated at the head of the table…
"Three!"
As Wan Yunting reached three, Fan Kaicheng's expression instantly changed dramatically. He clutched his chest tightly with his right hand, his body began to tremble violently, and with a thud, he sat back in his chair. His legs straightened, his body convulsed, his eyes widened in terror, and he began to foam at the mouth…
"Boss Fan..."
This sudden turn of events startled those seated around him, who immediately stood up. Even Ye Jiao raised an eyebrow.
"Wan Yunting, what did you do to Boss Fan?"
Fan Kaicheng's loyal subordinate immediately pointed at Wan Yunting, who was still lounging in his chair with his legs crossed, leaning back with a sinister smirk, and roared.
The others also turned to look at him, their eyes wide with shock.
This was because everyone had just seen Wan Yunting flick a small pebble at Fan Kaicheng, and now he was like this, lying on the ground, convulsing and foaming at the mouth…
"Heh heh, with such meager ability, you want to take care of me."
Wan Yunting sneered dismissively, causing Yang Dong, seated beside him, to inwardly marvel at this unexpected move.
At the same time, Ye Jiao's phoenix-like eyes turned to appraise this young man, successfully capturing her attention!
"Don't worry, I'm just making him suffer a bit. He'll be fine in ten minutes."
Wan Yunting's right hand reappeared with another small stone, which he idly played with. These were some small pebbles he had picked up from a water pool when he entered.
This was because his Golden Desert Eagle had been temporarily confiscated upon his arrival.
For a moment, everyone saw the small stones in his hand, their expressions subtly shifting.
After all, his trick was too bizarre, causing everyone present to re-evaluate Wan Yunting, realizing he was far from simple!
Then, Wan Yunting's expression turned serious, and he surveyed everyone present. "Ladies and gentlemen, I am here to do business, not to make enemies with you. So, if you don't want to die, don't provoke me, or I will make you wish you were dead!"
This overt declaration made everyone consider him extremely arrogant, but his previous display with Fan Kaicheng made everyone's hearts pound, and they did not doubt his words.
"Sister Jiao, right?"
Wan Yunting turned to Ye Jiao, seated at the head of the table, and said with a smile, "I believe you wouldn't want to see such a scene, would you!"
Ye Jiao remained silent, her expressionless phoenix eyes cast sideways at Wan Yunting. For a moment, the entire room was in hushed silence, until Yang Dong stood up and said with a smile, "Alright everyone, the main purpose of today's gathering is business. As the saying goes, harmony brings wealth. We are all friends who have met each other. Let's all remain calm."
"Brother Dong is right..."
Everyone present then chimed in with their agreement, no longer daring to utter a word against Wan Yunting.
Niu Qiuling, standing behind him, had been terrified when Ye Jiao's gaze fell directly on Wan Yunting, her heart leaping into her throat. However, she was also grateful that her man's display had stunned everyone; otherwise, she couldn't imagine what might have happened next.
This also made Niu Qiuling admire Wan Yunting even more…