Madam is so cool, please step aside, President

"If Barro wants to fight, then give him a big gift first." A gleam of light flashed in Xiao Yao's deep eyes, and an evil smile appeared on his handsome face.

Han Yi raised a strange smile at the corner of his lips, his eyebrows raised, "Brother means... Shirota Shuichi"

Apart from her, he was never moved by anything in his world, but he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Shirota Hideichi, and his elder brother's inexplicable pranks that were only aimed at Hideichi.

Xiaoyao's stern face was filled with smiles. I wonder what Shirota Shuichi would feel if he knew that he had sold him out. Thinking of that man's angry face, it was very worth looking forward to.

Yao Ge laughed out loud. Last time, she was almost buried alive by the arms sold by Xiuyi. It was worth it to pay back what she had paid.

Yun Che felt a little sorry for Shirota Shuichi in his heart. Although he had never met Shuichi in person, it did not stop him from bowing to that man first. He was also very vindictive.

Chen Xi and Yan Ji really sympathize with Shirota Shuichi, an internationally renowned arms tycoon, who has met his lifelong nemesis. They don't know why, but the usually cold and stern eldest brother always finds ways to play pranks on him with a sense of fun.

Xiao Xin...

Two words, sympathy!!

A few days later, the Blood Oath Alliance and the Dark Pavilion completed the arms deal as usual, but they encountered an attack on the way back, and all the arms purchased by the Blood Oath Alliance were intercepted.

On the second night, one of the Blood Alliance's branches was bombed. The other side blatantly displayed the damaged weapons one by one in the ruins. They were exactly the batch of arms they had purchased.

Barlow was extremely angry. He had a bad temper to begin with, so he immediately called Shirota Shuichi and violently questioned him, demanding an explanation. Their transaction had never gone wrong, and there would be no leaks. It could only be the other party's fault.

Shirota Shuichi, who was far away in Country R, ​​was filled with chills. "Barro, use your brain when you go out, don't fucking talk bullshit to me."

What the hell is going on? He’s been unlucky lately and everyone is looking for trouble with him, as if he’s made of clay.

Barro was so patient that he had to suppress his anger and soften his tone, saying, "Shirota, if you make a mistake again in the next transaction in three days, I will definitely come to your door and kill you."

Shirota Shuichi's weapon is the newest one. Although it is a bit expensive, it is absolutely loaded with live ammunition and is extremely sharp, and there will not be any errors. Everything will be settled after the weapon is obtained.

Shirota Shuichi snorted coldly and hung up the phone. He came to kill him? What a big mouth. It's just a low-end weapon. What's wrong with selling it to him? Wait for that crazy guy to come to kill him and see who kills whom.

Barlow slammed the phone and called his capable assistant, "Jack, arrange another transaction in three days."

After thinking for a while, he instructed the other two men, "Brown, Hunter, speed up the shipment rate, sell on a large scale, and make all preparations."

His plans have been ruined time and time again, he will make Qi pay a heavy price, and he will not let any of them go, including Shirota Shuichi. Let them all die.

Three days later, late at night, the secret transaction site between the Blood Oath Alliance and the Dark Pavilion was once again ambushed by a group of masked and armed robbers. All members of the Blood Oath Alliance were shot dead, and the arms and money traded at the scene were robbed.

"Hideichi Shirota, you'd better pray that you don't fall into my hands." Barlow's gloomy eyes were bloodshot and filled with madness and violence, like a violent beast. The phone in his hand had been deformed by him.

Both transactions failed, and the Blood Alliance lost both their money and their people. He wished he could eat Shuichi alive.

On the other end of the phone, Shuichi Shirota also had an extremely ugly expression on his face and hung up the phone directly.

He also wanted to know who the hell was, the one who dared to steal his arms and let him take the blame. If he knew who it was, he would skin that person alive to quell his anger.

A figure immediately emerged in his mind, and he immediately ordered his men to check someone's whereabouts.

He then took his men to Country M, not taking Barlow's words to heart at all. The man was not qualified to kill him.

In a manor villa, Xiaoyao and others sat around the dining table, talking and laughing. Yaoge drank the red wine in the glass in one breath and said, "Brother, do you think Xiuyi will be so angry that he will come and kill you?"

He was sold twice in a row, and was still sold without even having his pants left. If he insisted, he would chop the man into pieces and feed him to the dogs.

Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows and said, "They should be here soon."

I can already imagine Shuichi being furious and shouting for killing. Hmm, I'm quite looking forward to it.

"Brother, remember to set a trap in the room before going to bed to make it more interesting for him." Chen Xi smiled in a ruffian way.

Yan Ji nodded and agreed, "Maybe he's a little too angry this time, so I'll set a trap just in case."

“By the way, Shirota Shuichi’s weapons are really good. If you need arms in the future, just rob him. It’s a huge profit.” Yun Che leaned back in his chair. His nonchalant appearance and bandit tone left no doubt. It seemed that he had become addicted to being a bandit these days.

The others listened to his words, seemed to be thinking about it, and then nodded frequently, showing their agreement.

Han Yi raised a smile on his lips, but did not speak. However, that did not stop him from agreeing with everyone's point of view. It was normal for businessmen to use some extraordinary means.

Xiao Xin couldn't help but shed a few tears of sympathy for Xiu Yi. How unlucky must he be to have to suffer such shameless exploitation from you all, and he was destined to never be able to turn things around.

At the same time, she also felt the power of the subtle influence. How upright they were when they were young, how shameless they are now, and it seems that they are going further and further down this shameless path.

Everyone was in high spirits, drinking, chatting, and discussing matters, and they didn't go back to their rooms to rest until almost dawn.

It was almost noon and Xiaoxin had not yet gotten up when he was awakened by a huge explosion downstairs.

She opened her eyes sleepily and looked at the man who had just dressed neatly beside the bed. "He is really coming to kill us. The noise is quite loud. He is not planning to blow up the villa, is he?"

Han Yi held her in his arms, both with the blanket and her ears, and whispered in her ears for a while before taking her to wash up. If it weren't for the commotion downstairs, he really wouldn't have let her go. If the building really blew up, he guessed that his wife would have killed him.

As soon as the two reached the stairs, they saw four people gossiping outside Xiaoyao's room, watching the discussion inside the room with gloating eyes.

Xiao Xin walked closer and took a look, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, what the hell? The whole room was blown up beyond recognition.

The sofa, bed, lamps, bookcases, and wardrobes in the house were all gone, with debris scattered all over the floor. There were black holes everywhere, and the walls were covered with bullet holes.

The only two intact people were in a fierce and brutal life-and-death struggle. The young man had neatly shaved hair and was about the same height and build as Xiaoyao.

Putting aside the resentful expression, his facial features are quite delicate. He does not look like an internationally renowned arms tycoon at all, but rather like an elegant nobleman.

Seeing this, Han Yi raised his eyebrows, then held Xiao Xin's hand and walked slowly downstairs. He had to feed his wife's stomach first.