Desperation?!
Yang Chen's heart pounded with shock. Lin Ruoxi's grief-stricken tone on the phone plunged him into a deep abyss of confusion and turmoil.
A woman who had seldom shown any weakness in front of him was now, unexpectedly, pleading with him in tears not to harm a woman who had intended to kill her?!
Lin Ruoxi's helplessness grew as she received no response from Yang Chen. "She has kidnapped the Xue family mbers in Sam Country, including my brother. If she is hard, her subordinates will kill them all. My mother and I owe them too much. How can I watch them die?"
A burning sensation surged within Yang Chen's chest as he stared at the gloating woman before him, his eyes tinged with red. Yet Lin Ruoxi's desperate pleas over the phone exerted an imnse pressure, suppressing his rage and rendering him unable to act on it.
Luo Cuishan put away her pistol, tidied her slightly disheveled hair, and spoke, "See, your wife asked you not to kill . She's right. If you think calmly, you'll understand the consequences of killing now. To beco the head of the Yang family, you must approach problems calmly and not act on impulse. Do you understand, young man?"
With that, Luo Cuishan leisurely walked out, stepping over the cracked floor.
Yang Chen, expressionless, did not stop her but asked over the phone, "Do you really care so much about those people?"
Lin Ruoxi, choking back tears, replied, "I can't let innocent relatives die just because I'm threatened."
"I understand," Yang Chen murmured, then hung up the phone.
On the other end, Lin Ruoxi, in her office, collapsed to the floor after Yang Chen hung up. Leaning against the low table, she stared at an old, yellowed photo on the table, tears streaming down her face.
The photo depicted a strikingly similar pair of siblings, the man slightly older and exceptionally handso, while the woman was her mother, Xue Zijing.
In the corner of the photo, neat penmanship read, "Xue Zifeng and Zijing, siblings."
Lin Ruoxi smiled bitterly, murmuring to herself, "Mom, I'm so tired. If only you had left the country back then, how great that would have been."
In the lonely office, apart from the flickering images on the TV screen, there was no hint of brightness.
anwhile, at the villa, Luo Cuishan was about to leave, but just as she stepped out, an irresistible force pulled her back into the hall.
With a scream, Luo Cuishan was thrown into the air and crashed heavily onto a coffee table.
Her body feeling like it was falling apart, Luo Cuishan was both furious and terrified, unable to comprehend how Yang Chen managed this without moving. Climbing to her feet, she shouted, "What are you doing?! Do you want your wife's family to be wiped out?!"
Without a word, Yang Chen slapped her across the face, sending her sprawling onto the carpet.
Stunned, Luo Cuishan felt her face burning, unable to believe that Yang Chen had lost his mind and was willing to let the Xue family be buried with her.
Yang Chen glanced at her coldly before turning to ask Xue Minghe, who was trembling in the corner, "Are your family mbers still in Philadelphia?"
Xue Minghe swallowed hard, not understanding Yang Chen's intentions but still shaking his head, "No, they moved out two years ago."
"Where are they now?" Yang Chen asked.
"They're in Baltimore, Maryland," Xue Minghe replied, unable to et Yang Chen's gaze, as the man's aura resembled that of a demonic presence from the depths of hell.
Yang Chen, upon hearing this, picked up his phone and dialed a series of numbers, ignoring the puzzled looks from Luo Cuishan and Xue Minghe.
Soren's voice ca through, "Lord Hades, what are your orders?"
"Who's closest to Baltimore, Maryland in Sam Country?" Yang Chen asked in English.
After a mont's thought, Soren replied, "On land, it's the dseal rcenary group, ford by retired Delta Force and Navy SEALs, numbering around a hundred. There's also the 'Maple' task force, capable of deploying three destroyers and over ten Apaches, currently near the port city."
Yang Chen scratched his ear, muttering, "When did dseal co under our command?"
"They joined under your command earlier this year, but you said you didn't want to be bothered with reports, so it wasn't ntioned," Soren explained.
"I see. Have dseal get the Xue family's information from Sea Eagle. They might be kidnapped or surrounded in Baltimore. Resolve this quickly; ensure their safety within half an hour, or they'll be expelled from our ranks," Yang Chen ordered.
"Understood!" Soren promptly went to carry out the orders.
After finishing the call, Yang Chen finally looked at Luo Cuishan.
Luo Cuishan, though understanding English, couldn't grasp the special nas Yang Chen ntioned but understood he was sending people to rescue the Xue family.
"You made two foolish mistakes," Yang Chen sneered, raising one finger. "First, using your own safety to decide whether your subordinates kill hostages ans they won't act if they get no news of you."
Luo Cuishan's eyes widened in realization, recognizing Yang Chen's strategy. Indeed, as long as she remained in the villa without leaking any information, the hostages were safe.
Raising a second finger, Yang Chen continued, "Your second mistake is even more foolish. You chose to challenge on foreign ground. In China, you might hold so weight, but outside its borders, you're nothing."
Luo Cuishan's lips quivered with rage, yet she couldn't speak, feeling her ntal defenses crumble under Yang Chen's imnse pressure.
Yang Chen sneered and patted his chest, "Let tell you the truth, aside from the ground beneath my feet, even the White House—I can flatten it!" The imnse pressure, which even innate masters could barely resist, was only slightly released, yet it was enough to overwhelm Luo Cuishan.
The shadow of a raging storm washed away Luo Cuishan's pride and dignity. Her face contorted, and suddenly, tears stread down her face as she broke into loud, uncontrollable sobs.
Xue Minghe, standing nearby, was also shocked. Looking closer, he saw a damp stain spreading on the carpet beneath Luo Cuishan. She had been scared to the point of wetting herself by Yang Chen!
Ten minutes later, in Baltimore, Maryland.
In this port city with significant day-night temperature variations, it was mid-morning, and the sun was shining brightly.
At the corner of a residential community street, a burly white man in a suit was sitting in the passenger seat of a Chevrolet van, talking on the phone. Behind him, two smaller n were quickly searching sothing on their computers.
"D37, coordinates 235, 214, height three floors. D48, coordinates 387, 552, height five floors. Respond when in position," the burly man ordered.
"D37 in position. D48 in position!"
The man turned around. "Land, have you confird the enemy's movents?"
One of the n tapping on a computer nodded. "Captain, D55 and D21 intercepted one on Greenland Street, number 788. D21 is now disguised, and there's no exposure. The total number of enemies is five. The remaining four are within range and not near the protected individuals."
The captain picked up the communicator. "Snipers, prepare. Lock onto the outside targets. After the kills, D55 and D21 will clean up. Execute in twenty seconds!"
"Yes, sir!"
The captain put down the communicator, grabbed a can of Red Bull, took a big gulp, and turned to the other man at the computer. "Secure the evacuation route and block the police signals."
"Understood, Captain," the man replied, sowhat bored. "This mission is too easy. Those guys aren't even trained soldiers. It's like using a steel knife to cut cheese—no challenge."
"Shut up!" the captain reprimanded. "Every mission must be taken seriously! This is our first operation under that man's command, so let's do it right! If we're a few seconds late and displease him, you can go et your maker!"
Hearing this, the man imdiately got back to work diligently.
Seconds later, two silenced sniper shots rang out, followed by several screams from within the community.
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