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Gao Feng understood what Ye Fei ant and imdiately made a phone call, assigning the task to the professionals.

Turning back, the three of them began to discuss the next steps, including releasing the album and planning the concert.

By the ti they finished their discussion, it was already dusk as they left the studio.

An army vehicle was parked in front of Ye Fei.

As the door opened, Wang Jianglong stepped out.

"Little brother Ye, you are indeed a busy man, I’ve been waiting for you all afternoon."

"Big brother Wang, are you looking for for sothing?"

"Let’s talk in the car."

Noticing the profound look on Wang Jianglong’s face, Ye Fei figured out most of the situation and, without further ado, got into the car.

Wang Jianglong didn’t waste any words. As soon as the car started, he got straight to the point, "The Intelligence Departnt of the War Ministry intercepted a ssage today that suggests soone might be after you tonight."

"Oh? Really?"

"The intelligence has been confird to be substantially accurate. I’ve already dispatched two squads of elites to covertly protect your sister-in-law and Little Ye."

"So, you’re planning to use as bait?"

"Correct answer."

Wang Jianglong flashed a grin.

After several months of interaction, the two had found that they got along extrely well, and they had beco as close as brothers.

Thus, Ye Fei had no doubt whatsoever regarding Wang Jianglong’s judgent.

"Do you know who’s trying to target ?"

"That’s still unclear at the mont, but I believe we will find out soon."

"I see."

The car drove on, and half an hour later, it stopped in front of a barbecue food stall in the old town district.

Ye Fei glanced casually around the area.

There were many people coming and going, and the food stall was bustling with custors, with many vendors hawking their wares on the street.

At first glance, everything seed ordinary.

But with Ye Fei’s sharp observations, he noticed at a glance that many of these people were undercover agents from the War Ministry.

"Big brother Wang, you’ve arranged everything ticulously."

Ye Fei chuckled inwardly and followed Wang Jianglong to a small table near the corner at the entrance.

"What would you two like to have?"

A middle-aged man with a scruffy beard approached the table, holding a cigarette at an angle, and tossed a greasy, twisted nu onto the table.

Without looking at the nu, Wang Jianglong made a sweeping gesture with his hand.

"Four chicken heads, ten skewers of flank, twenty mutton skewers! Twenty beef skewers! Get us so side dishes at your discretion. Plus, bring a big jug of your special draft beer!"

"Got it!"

After scribbling on a piece of paper, the man clamped the cigarette back in his mouth, and with a cheerful laugh, said, "Would you like to try our special grilled kidneys? I’m not boasting, but one skewer will definitely make you fall in love."

"Sure! Let’s start with twenty skewers to try!"

Wang Jianglong was up for anything.

The man chuckled and joked, "Brother, twenty skewers? Can you handle it?"

Wang Jianglong patted his chest, "Big bro, who do you think you’re looking at? This body of mine can definitely handle it!"

The man gave a thumbs up, then turned to Ye Fei.

Following the man’s gaze, Ye Fei looked in the direction indicated and saw a small alley about thirty ters away, which was warmly lit and exuded an alluring charm, full of vibrancy.

Ye Fei couldn’t help laughing to himself, thinking that this brother was really good at business. Being able to combine barbecue with a taste of the ’peach’ industry into an all-in-one service, he probably was indeed a one-of-a-kind in this business.

"Thanks for the heads-up, bro. If I need anything like that, I’ll be sure to visit."

"Haha, you got it, little bro! Just hang on a second, and I’ll personally go grill so skewers for you guys!"

Once the man left, Wang Jianglong’s face imdiately darkened.

"This kid’s a little too enthusiastic, we need to be careful."

Ye Fei seed completely unconcerned, as tranquil as a breeze.

"Don’t worry, he bears no malice towards us."

"Little Ye, how can you tell?"

Ye Fei gave a faint smile, "Simple, there’s not a trace of killing intent on him."

"Oh..."

Wang Jianglong nodded, half-convinced, and started issuing commands to his subordinates lying in ambush around the area via his mobile phone.

Before long, the alcohol, dishes, and skewers all arrived.

So the two of them chatted, ate, and waited.

At that mont, a group of seven or eight hoodlums arrived at the table next to them.

Each one had tattoos, bare arms, and was shouting boisterously—the epito of arrogant swagger.

As soon as they sat down, they were as loud as a frying pan, hollering and yelling; they dominated the whole eatery with their noise.

Seeing such commotion, many of the custors who arrived later didn’t dare to enter, while so of those who ca earlier hurriedly paid their bills and left.

Among them, a hoodlum with green hair and a large tattoo of a dragon that stretched over his shoulder was the loudest.

From the mont his butt hit the chair, his mouth didn’t stop boasting and bragging.

If he wasn’t bragging about sleeping with so girl today, he was boasting about chopping down so big shot yesterday—acting tougher than even Chan Ho-Nam.

The other hoodlums were really good at sucking up, praising him non-stop with phrases like "Brother Hai is aweso!" and "Brother Hai is the real deal!"

If it were just the bluster, Ye Fei and Wang Jianglong could have tolerated it.

After all, they were just a bunch of little punks; it wasn’t worth stooping to their level.

But ’Brother Hai,’ growing more and more excited as he spoke, pulled his top off to show his tattoos, and slamd one foot onto the chair.

"Shit! Not to brag, but with just one word from , Wu Hai, no one in Tianhe City dares not to show respect! Don’t you think so?"

The other hoodlums chuckled obsequiously.

"Of course, we believe you! Brother Hai, you’ve risen to power in Tianhe City, not in just a day or two—nobody dares to disrespect you!"

"Exactly! That’s why we’ll have to rely on your patronage in the future, Brother Hai. Whether we brothers eat at or sip on soup, it all depends on you now!"

Wu Hai twisted his mouth into a smile, "No problem! With , Wu Hai, looking out for you, whoever dares to step out of line, just tell , and I’ll crush them!"

Caught up in the excitent, Wu Hai smashed a bottle onto the ground.

With a loud crash, alcohol spilled everywhere, and shards of glass flew in all directions.

Many custors were frightened, so even cut by the flying glass, but seeing Wu Hai’s boldness, they all lowered their heads and endured it.

This only made Wu Hai even more cocky.

His cronies looked at him with admiring eyes.

"Brother Hai is invincible! Look how you’ve scared these people—they don’t even dare to fart. Haha, so satisfying!"

"Brother Hai is truly badass! Now that’s what a real man looks like! My idol! My idol! Respect! Respect!"

Wu Hai beca even more full of himself, laughing wildly, "What’s so great about this? Just wait until you’ve hung out with longer, then you’ll see just how bottomless Brother Hai’s strength really is!!"

Wu Hai said this, and with an air of invincibility, he swept a gaze over the onlookers.

But this ti, he noticed that the two people at the small table behind him were staring at him with a cold look.

This rubbed him the wrong way.

Especially wanting to show off in front of his lackeys, buoyed by the alcohol, he picked up another bottle and walked toward the small table.

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