OFR – Chapter 243 He smiled

General Dacai!

In the Golden Triangle, this is absolutely a name that can scare children into silence at night.

“I what? Need you to care?”

At this moment, Clive Chenermo, who just entered the private room, chuckled lightly. Even though he knew this man’s background, he had his own pride!

And he also knew this man was a friend, not an enemy.

“Of course not, but I owe your father a favor, and seeing how obedient you are, I can help you out — a favor that will let you feel a thoroughly satisfying sense of revenge against these Huaxia people. How about it? Do you want it or not?”

Dacai’s jet-black eyes carried a hint of brutality mixed with confidence as he looked at the son of Australia’s richest man.

He knew Clive Chenermo would definitely agree!

Because he knew Clive’s disgust toward Huaxia’s powerful elite had reached a perverse level.

He also knew Clive was someone spoiled from childhood, who had never known frustration, endurance, or modesty.

Even though Clive was somewhat clever and backed by strong connections—enough to incite elites from other countries and regions to jointly suppress these Huaxia VIPs—he was still just a young man. No matter how much he disguised himself, his inner thoughts could not be hidden.

“Hm? Help me? How? What do I have to pay? Besides, I just happened to meet them by chance and found them annoying. Do I really have to fight these Huaxia people? Don’t you think you’re being a little presumptuous?”

Although Clive Chenermo was an arrogant youth, he was still fairly intelligent.

He didn’t want to be used by anyone, especially Dacai. But soon, the next sentence from Dacai made it impossible for him to refuse.

“Among those Huaxia VIPs just now, there’s one who is the legitimate eldest son of the Nalan family—the same Nalan family that even your father feared and respected like tigers and wolves. That is the source of all your resentment toward Huaxia elites. How about trying to trample on the god you secretly fear? Believe me, that feeling will be absolutely addictive and drive you crazy.”

Meanwhile, surrounded by beauties, Mu Bai calmly returned to the private room.

A small glowing text of a random mission appeared before his eyes. Yes, after the unfair treatment just now, the system triggered another random task.

The next chapter of unprecedented battles among tycoons in Yao’an City was about to begin!

At 9 a.m., the Yao’an City tycoon exchange meeting officially started!

Various top-tier wines like Roman Conti, Louis XIII, Lafite, and many others were sent into the major private rooms.

Among them, Clive Chenermo, cold-faced in his private room, poured a bottle of Roman Conti worth $390,000 directly onto the model who was delivering the wine for Mu Bai and his group.

Then, various high-profile tycoons showcased their rare items at the exchange.

Extremely rare black tulips, nearly perfect volcanic lilies, rare twin Lingzhi mushrooms, the emperor’s jadeite known as the first emerald, and many precious antiques and astonishing calligraphy works.

These treasures instantly elevated the atmosphere of the exchange meeting to a peak.

During this, Mu Bai repeatedly acted, dominating many tycoons, snatching numerous rare animal and plant treasures as well as jade, and in the final highlight—the 3,000-year-old blood ginseng auction—he clashed multiple times with the most powerful tycoons present!

Among them were the son of Australia’s richest man, the East Asia general manager of Citibank, the first heir of the Japanese Mitsui conglomerate, the deputy clan leader of a mysterious Indian-Indonesian family, and others.

At one moment, during the final showdown, seven sky lanterns appeared, competing in dazzling splendor!

Seven of the topmost tycoons in this dazzling and intoxicating exchange meeting began an unprecedented, most breathtaking contest, admired by many beautiful models and powerful celebrities.

Next to Mu Bai, Kang Yunyun, watching Mu Hao spend money extravagantly, had her beautiful eyes filled with shock.

She knew Mu Hao was wealthy, even a tycoon, but never imagined that even among so many rich people gathered at the annual exchange, Mu Hao was the most eye-catching and astonishing presence!

Because of the fierce competition among the seven top tycoons, the atmosphere exploded.

Ultimately, the 3,000-year-old blood ginseng was purchased by Mu Bai for 1.1 billion!

Many tycoons looked at this young boy in disbelief!

Mu Bai’s code name “Leng” became the most repeatedly mentioned and watched word throughout the exchange.

This scene completely provoked the arrogance-filled, self-centered Chenermo.

He agreed with Dacai’s proposal.

Because blood ginseng, twin Lingzhi, black tulips, and many other rare treasures were all in the hands of these three Huaxia VIPs, even if Chenermo did not join forces, Dacai would not let these three leave Yao’an City alive.

At 5 p.m. the next day, as the sunset sank, the exchange meeting officially ended.

Kang Yunyun sensed that someone intended to harm Mu Hao and, using the tycoon alliance’s help, separated Mu Hao from Nalan Yun Shao and Dongfang Jing, trying to secretly escort Mu Hao out of Yao’an City.

However, two of Dacai’s top assassins arrived, making Kang Yunyun, who quietly brought Mu Hao to a small private airstrip, look ashen.

“Hm? A minor tycoon in the alliance? Why do some people overestimate themselves and try to take on impossible odds? You have to know that often, the tide cannot be stopped by a mere ant like you.”

One of the assassins spoke quietly, his tone calm as if stating a fact.

He didn’t believe these two little ants in front of him could escape this death trap.

They were not in a hurry to kill Mu Bai and Kang Yunyun.

Perhaps they had killed many people before, but they had never tortured a tycoon like Mu Bai who spent billions like water.

But they wanted to see if such a world-class figure would beg helplessly before death.

As the two began discussing in detail how desperate and helpless the victims would be, the young man slowly lifted his head, looked at them calmly, and smiled softly.

The smile was so natural and so puzzling!

They didn’t know why the young man was smiling, but suddenly an uneasy feeling enveloped them, and then they heard a calm question.

“Done talking?”

The two assassins said nothing, but what the boy said next made their hairs stand on end.

“Done talking. Now you can die.”

As his voice landed, a shadow moving at near-sonic speed shot toward them before they could react!

At 6 p.m., the sun still hung in the sky, the horizon dyed like blood.

At the airport in Yao’an City, which had been sealed off, the scene was like the sky—a blood stain!

Thousands of people surrounded and blockaded the entire airport, targeting Nalan Yun Shao, Dongfang Jing, and others.

At this moment, Yun Zhongfeng, looking at the dense crowd swarming in, nervously clenched his hands repeatedly. One person, no matter how strong, could not withstand four fists.

Even with the secret aid of Bai Xiaojiu, it was the same.

But just when thousands of people had tightly surrounded them, making Yun Zhongfeng feel hopeless and like death was near, Nalan Yun Shao and Dongfang Jing behind him showed no panic at all.

Their expressions didn’t even have a trace of coldness.

Calm!

A calm that no one could understand.

After a pause, Nalan Yun Shao seemed to have found the mastermind commanding the thousands, as he looked up toward the tall building at the airport office.

Two people calmly sipping fine red wine stood on top of the building.

Both wore clown masks, their identities unknown.

But Nalan Yun Shao’s next words made the thousands of restless people and the two on the high building stop moving for a moment!

“You want to kill me? Fine. Then I’ll tell you clearly — I don’t care who you are or what faction you belong to, but believe me, if Nalan Yun Shao dies here, the Nalan family will wipe out your entire nine clans. Your nine clans’ blood will dye the whole of Yao’an red!”