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"Let's go together; we are allies," Yang Xiaoyou invited Fia, who could hear the commotion outside.
This nominal ally might not provide much assistance in the Chinese Empire region, but internationally, she was unafraid to face the Red Dragon one-on-one.
Naturally, she needed to tie herself to their war chariot. Even if there were no conflicts between them and the Red Dragon, she had to help create some.
Even if they realized it was a deliberate act on her part, it didn't matter. After offending the Red Dragon, if she also angered the Hive Security Company, it would truly be a loss without any benefit.
"I'm not going; just consider it as us supporting you," Fia said, feeling a bit irritated. However, she was someone who could let go and take things lightly.
There were ways to escape her current predicament, but most of them would result in losses that weren't worth it. Since things had already started this way, it was likely that the other party had already formed a preconceived notion.
Since that was the case, she might as well fulfill her obligation. After all, offering support wouldn't do much harm; besides, she could always shift the blame for signing different agreements with the Red Dragon onto the Hive Security Company.
Of course, regardless of how things turned out, being brushed aside like this was more trouble than it was worth. It would be surprising if she gave Yang Xiaoyou a pleasant expression.
Huafeng watched as one by one, his subordinates walked out of the room bound and saw Ye Weilong's bruised face. The anger he had managed to suppress surged back up.
"Who did this? Who gave you the right to bind our team members? Who gave you the right to act against us?" Huafeng spoke slowly but with a powerful intensity. His previously hunched figure straightened up, and a chilling wind seemed to sweep through the corridor, bringing an unexpected coldness even in the heat of summer.
The few members responsible for guarding the captives suddenly turned pale, beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads as if they were under immense pressure.
The air felt thick and tense!
Even Charming Shadow, who had come out with them, changed her expression upon witnessing the scene before her.
The people from the Red Dragon who had come here looked rather unimpressive—old men and disabled individuals among them. Yet this group of seemingly defeated soldiers brought immense pressure to Charming Shadow.
After weighing her options for a moment, she realized she had no confidence in dealing with any of them!
Especially the old man who spoke first. The cold aura that erupted from him completely suppressed Charming Shadow, making it impossible for her to unleash more than seventy percent of her power in battle.
Without lifting a finger, he merely uttered a few words, yet achieved such an effect that even Charming Shadow and Heart were taken aback. In front of that group of people, even Freak, their master, would feel a headache.
Undoubtedly, her judgment was correct. As Yang Xiaoyou stepped out of the door and saw the scene before her, she truly felt a wave of frustration.
The other side was playing by their own rules.
At this moment, in the corridor, standing opposite Hive Security Company was a group led by an elderly man in his fifties, accompanied by seven or eight middle-aged men and women.
One of them even leaned on a cane, while another man had a prosthetic limb on his left arm. Most of the others bore the marks of hardship on their faces.
Yet despite being such a group, even Yang Xiaoyou, who had absolute confidence in her own strength, couldn't help but twitch her lips.
If nothing unexpected happened, this was likely the top elite of Red Dragon Security's security department in Shanghai.
Although they appeared old and frail, underestimating them could lead to dire consequences.
Yang Xiaoyou wasn't sure about the situation of other members of Red Dragon Security elsewhere, but it was clear that those before her had all been pulled from frontline combat due to various issues.
In terms of strength, the old man's experience and formidable spirit could easily compensate for any decline in the short term!
However, since the decision had already been made, Yang Xiaoyou naturally wouldn't back down. She approached her people and casually waved her hand as if tearing something apart in the air.
A gentle breeze swept through, instantly lightening the heavy pressure on everyone's shoulders.
The tense atmosphere in the space began to dissipate.
Seeing a frail young man casually walk out and effortlessly diffuse the situation, a glint of sharpness flashed in Huafeng's eyes.
"Youth is indeed formidable! Song's downfall this time is not unjust! However, even so, daring to provoke us in our own territory is nothing but seeking death!"
Upon hearing their Old Director's words and sensing the shift in atmosphere, the seven or eight supervisors behind him exchanged glances filled with surprise and uncertainty.
They were well aware of the Old Director's fiery temper; after all, he was the former Director of the First Combat Division, who had only recently retired to enjoy his old age. In his prime, he was a representative figure of the highest combat prowess of the Red Dragon.
His explosive personality was well-known, and when he spoke of youth being formidable, it truly meant something.
"At your age, still so hot-headed. Tsk tsk, if you don't calm down, how long do you think you can maintain this? Five years? Or three?" Yang Xiaoyou replied without showing any emotion on his face.
Although this elder appeared to be in his fifties, his actual age had undoubtedly surpassed sixty, possibly nearing seventy.
While his strength and realm might not match Feng Ji's, they were at a similar stage, both relying on reducing physical exertion to preserve their vitality and slow down aging.
However, this fellow's fiery temperament could never reach the serene level of Old Master Feng; the effectiveness would certainly be somewhat lacking.
Even so, this old man still exuded a sense of danger that made Yang Xiaoyou feel uneasy. If the opponent truly disregarded their future well-being and fought recklessly, Yang Xiaoyou wasn't entirely confident he could handle it one-on-one.
Perhaps he could only rely on stalling for time to wear down the opponent's already waning vitality before seizing an opportunity to finish things off.
After all, although his nurturing methods were not perfect, he was still younger than Feng Ji.
"Sharp-tongued." Faced with such an evaluation that would usually drive him mad, Huafeng surprisingly only snorted coldly. It was clear he felt some trepidation towards this suddenly appearing fellow whose background he couldn't quite grasp.
Though he was confident that his explosive strength could easily crush his opponent, it was evident that given their ages and circumstances, even if he were to sustain injuries twice as severe as his own, it would still be a loss for him. Among those brought along behind him, there was likely only one person who could match the opponent's level.
If that were the case, then the intention of coming here to crush and showcase absolute strength would undoubtedly be thwarted.
A beating? A narrow victory? A draw? Regardless of which, it would be disadvantageous for their side. It truly felt like a victory that resembled a defeat.
Aside from that, the stunning woman he had been pursuing, who was thirty years younger than him, was certainly not someone to be underestimated.
"Are you really just going to stand outside and talk? Is this your way of hosting guests?" The man with the prosthetic left arm standing behind the elder seemed to have understood his superior's thoughts from his expression and immediately stepped forward to speak.
"Apologies, I thought you were planning to resolve things here. If that's the case, please come in." Glancing at the peephole of his door, Yang Xiaoyou himself was not keen on resolving the conflict out here.
The fact that the other party had said such words was undoubtedly an acknowledgment of their own strength, admitting that they were qualified to sit down and talk with them.
"Ah! How frustrating! Why go inside?" Fia, who was leaning against the door and trying hard to see what was happening outside through the peephole, couldn't help but pout at that moment.
"Well, it seems that Foodie has been granted significant authority; it looks like they are acting with full power. However, Sister Killer is indeed not suited for this kind of negotiation." After seeing everyone enter, Fia complained briefly before her expression returned to seriousness.
From Foodie's performance outside, being able to step forward and block others indicated that she had to regard him with newfound respect.
Although she couldn't feel the atmosphere inside due to the door's barrier, she could tell from everyone's tense expressions that there was pressure.
Under such pressure, an ordinary person would definitely be unable to handle it.
Then her mind involuntarily recalled the absurd thought that had flashed through her head during their last encounter at the beach.
"How could that be? Tsk, I can't keep being paranoid. Seriously, this fellow's identity makes it impossible for me to see him clearly; I always end up bringing my own biases into it." Shaking her head to dismiss the ridiculous thought once more, Fia let out a sigh.
After all, he was her potential match; even she couldn't guarantee whether her perception of him would reach a balanced level, which significantly increased the difficulty of judgment.
"However, he does have a bit of masculinity," Heart muttered to herself before feeling a heavy bump on her head.
At that moment, Dream Butterfly also put down her computer and rushed to the door, trying to peek through the peephole.
The two silly girls began to push against each other, but by now, everyone in the hallway had already entered the room across from them.
"Oh dear, I thought you were just gathering people during this time. I didn't expect you to think so highly of me, even preparing the Snipers. Judging by the timing, it must have been a last-minute application," Yang Xiaoyou remarked as soon as he stepped into the room across.
No wonder they had come to the room. After entering, Heart felt a slight thud in her chest as she realized the problem: they had set up four Snipers on the roof of the building across.
They completely enveloped this floor-to-ceiling window room.
Black Dragon, even the police need to apply to deploy Snipers. The fact that they delayed for so long surely meant they had made preparations. With their background and connections, getting approval was just a matter of process and paperwork.
They really thought highly of themselves, elevating this situation to quite an extreme level.
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