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Knowing it was time for Zhang Feng to take action, she immediately placed the suitcase on the ground, opened it, and took out a series of equipment.
Then, wearing headphones, I searched the house.
Before long, Zhang Feng had several listening and recording devices in her hands.
"Crash."
They all fell to the ground, and Zhang Feng's face was as black as coal: "Boss, I'll go find Brown and ask him right away."
"There's no need to look for him; even if you ask him, he won't know."
Shen Yan chuckled softly, then squatted down to pick up the listening device from the ground, a mocking smile on his lips, and examined it closely.
"This is a hotel under the VOGUE brand. I currently have an acquisition partnership with Condé Nast, and they would never resort to such underhanded tactics."
"I just heard that besides me, another wealthy person is very interested in VOGU recently."
"Boss, do you mean the other party might be trying to eavesdrop on your acquisition plans?"
"Very likely."
Shen Yan nodded, and at that moment Old Deng's voice rang in his ears: "Boss, according to the global network eavesdropping detected just now, it is indeed Amazon's boss who wants to acquire VOGUE's parent company."
"He originally intended to acquire the parent company and then give the magazine ownership to his wife. After learning that someone had acquired VOGUE, he wanted to see who it was."
"As for the people who placed these listening devices, it was the person in charge of the acquisition who bribed the hotel management to place them, and only they would know where you would be staying."
“Just now, I also intercepted the hotel manager’s internet and phone calls; he was trying to reveal your identity.”
Foreign countries... are really interesting.
Hearing Old Deng's story, Shen Yan's lips curled up slightly. He had never had such an exciting experience back in China.
They were being monitored and then robbed on the street.
This was a very novel experience for him.
He didn't reply to Lao Deng, but calmly said to Zhang Feng, "I already know who's behind this."
"You don't need to worry about it now."
After saying that, he went inside. The presidential suite had been cleaned thoroughly, so he wasn't worried about any problems.
He sat down on the sofa and accepted the tea that Zhang Long handed him.
Zhang Long and Zhang Feng stood respectfully before him, awaiting his instructions.
"The situation abroad is different from that in China, so some people abroad tend to be crazy and often do some earth-shattering things."
"Zhang Long, Zhang Feng, this is a contact list. They are all assassins from the Da Lu Hotel. Tell them what happens if you are attacked by a biker gang tonight."
"Just say I'm very unhappy."
Zhang Long and Zhang Feng each took the list, silently memorized the numbers, and then simultaneously took out a lighter and burned the papers.
"Okay, boss, we will definitely pass on your message."
"Well, let's go down."
The two left the room, but instead of leaving, they ordered someone to guard the corridor and protect Shen Yan's safety 24 hours a day.
However, the two used a satellite phone to relay Shen Yan's message to everyone as instructed.
..
In the romantic city, a shirtless foreign man stands in front of a mirror shaving and puts down his phone.
He said rather lazily, "Oh dear, these people are really something. The boss has only been in the City of Romance for one day, how can they make things difficult for him?"
"Sigh, I guess I'll have to do the hard work."
Under a bridge arch, a beggar-looking, unkempt man put down his phone, his eyes gleaming with shrewdness.
"The boss's orders have finally arrived, from the local gangs...."
"We need to find some heavy weapons, otherwise how can we demonstrate the boss's strength?"
Inside a car, a young man was wiping his hands with a handkerchief. In front of him was another car, the people inside of which were already dead.
When officials from the city of romance came to investigate, they could only conclude that the person died in an accident.
The young man put the handkerchief in his pocket, a slight smile playing on his lips: "No need to cause an accidental death this time?"
"Hmm (agfb)... It's been a long time since I've tried a forced kill."
He immediately got out of the car and went to the trunk, opened his weapons case, where a dark CQ assault rifle with grenade launcher lay quietly, next to two Desert Eagles and a dozen or so magazines.
He picked up a bulletproof vest from the side, put it on, and began loading bullets, night vision goggles...
Tonight, a bloody massacre is destined to ensue.
The one who started it all was Shen Yan, who was holding a cup of tea and standing in front of the French windows admiring the scenery outside.
With one hand in his pocket and his gaze fixed on the distance, he looked like the king of the city, overlooking his kingdom.
He held the teacup up to his face, examined it for a moment, and said quietly, "In China, I might be a law-abiding, model citizen, but abroad... heh."
Shen Yan's smile revealed what he wanted to say.
To reiterate, he wouldn't go too far in China because we share the same blood.
But when he's abroad, he only sees these people as NPCs.
If he's wild abroad, then his actions are even wilder.
After all, if you go abroad and don't use ruthless methods, can you even call it going abroad?
...
Another star-rated hotel in the romantic city.
A man in a black suit walked in and spoke to a slightly overweight middle-aged man on the sofa who was shirtless and had a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Supervisor, all the listening devices we planted in their room have stopped working. They must have discovered them."
"Oh?"
Yorick paused in his hand holding the wine glass, then raised an eyebrow and smiled: "It seems the other party is no ordinary person either, able to even foresee these things."
"Supervisor, won't this alert them?"
John asked with some concern.
Upon hearing this, Yorick swirled his wine glass and said nonchalantly, "My intention was simply to find out what the other party's background was and what price they had offered this time."
"Since the other party is so cautious, it doesn't matter. After all, I am here on behalf of Amazon. Our financial resources are not something that just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can compare to."
After Yorick finished speaking, he turned to John and asked, "John, has the person inside sent a message saying when the other party will meet with the Condé Nast people?"
Yes, that's true.
John immediately realized what was happening and took out his phone: "The supervisor sent me a message not long ago, saying that the person who was negotiating with them this time has scheduled to talk about the acquisition tomorrow."
"Hmm, tomorrow? It seems they want a quick victory."
"Find out the location, and we'll go check it out tomorrow."
"Yes, supervisor."
After John finished speaking, he left. At that moment, the sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped, and a woman wearing only a bath towel, with a swaying figure, came out.
She had a curvaceous figure and long, wavy blonde hair. She sat down next to Yorick and said, "Darling, I want more."
"Want more?"
Seeing her eyes sparkling with spring, Yorick reached out and pulled her into his arms, placing her down on a spot, completely ignoring her furrowed brow.
"Tell me, you must have some expectations for being so diligent today."
"I can't hide it from you anymore, darling, I want to be on the cover of VOGUE again."
201 A bloody night, pressure falls on the romantic city
Yorick gazed at the beauty in his arms, a slight smile playing on his lips.
This sweetheart, who is quite popular abroad, is now serving him like this so that he can be on a magazine cover, which is incredibly satisfying for the man's vanity.
Some say that a man's weakness is lust.
Yes, not right.
The two of them have two kinds of hearts.
One is called vanity, and the other is called ambition.
As for the others, they are merely incidental.
Yorick was enjoying the moment behind him. He reached out and touched the blonde, blue-eyed woman's head, then slowly and forcefully pressed it down.
A slight smile played on his lips: "I can agree, but you know how difficult that she-devil is to deal with, so it will be a real struggle for me."
The woman understood immediately, and slowly stuck out her tongue, revealing her charming and sexy appearance.
I will try my best tonight.
"Great, I like women like you. Give it a try."
"Uh huh..."
...
One place is a haven of romance, while the other is a scene of bloodshed and violence.
The romantic city, home to the biggest motorcycle gang.
The boss, Chalek, was a well-known figure in the area. He had just learned that one of his men had been shot and killed during a robbery on the street, and as the boss, he was about to order his men to investigate the identities of those people.
Instead of receiving news, he found several people standing in front of him late at night.
He was stripped naked and tied to a chair, surrounded by six people wearing masks.
"Who...who are you...who sent you? I...I'll give you double."
"Yo ho."
One of them, with a playful look in his eyes, tapped the man's face with a small knife.