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Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

The person who came in switched on the lights in the room.

The abrupt brightness pierced into the eyes, instantly causing the bound man to fall into a brief state of blindness.

After a moment, he gradually made out everything around him, and clearly saw who had arrived.

“It’s you? You dare to capture me, do you know who I am?” the man immediately roared.

Ye Hua paid no attention, standing opposite him and staring at him.

Seeing that Ye Hua remained silent, the man continued, “I am the sir’s man, dare you treat me like this without fearing how to explain to the sir?”

Ye Hua let out a cold laugh, full of disdain.

Trying to use the sir to press them, he seemed to know too little about Mr.

Xiaojiu.

After a moment of thought, it was better to pretend not to know the other party’s identity before Mu Xiaojiu arrived.

“What sir, I’m asking you, how many people did you send for the mission?”

“Stop playing dumb, if you don’t release me now, the sir will definitely be very angry,” said the man.

The man raised his voice by a few notches when he saw Ye Hua feigning ignorance.

Still talking about the sir?

He couldn’t believe Ye Hua was unaware of his real identity.

Since he had been captured so precisely, it was natural that preparations were made.

“Will you speak or not, how many people did you send for the mission?”

Ye Hua couldn’t be bothered to entertain him, still inquiring about what Mu Xiaojiu had instructed him to find out.

“Spill your guts, I want to call the sir, have the guts to let Mu Xiaojiu ask him yourself,” said the man with a face of disdain.

In an instant, Ye Hua’s eyes turned icy.

He stepped forward a few paces, coming to the man’s side.

“Call him Mr. Xiaojiu.”

No sooner had the calm words ended, he threw a heavy punch with his right hand, landing solidly on the man’s stomach.

The man grunted, an unguarded blow causing his whole body to cramp up instantly.

He convulsed for a full three minutes before the pain eased slightly.

When the pain subsided, he seemed like he had just done intense exercise, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

“Bastard, daring to hit me, I will tell the sir, I will definitely tell the sir!”

After taking a few deep breaths, easing the discomfort in his chest a bit, he then said, “Let Mr. Xiaojiu come, let Mr. Xiaojiu come, I have something to say.”

This time he had learned his lesson, no longer calling out Mu Xiaojiu’s name directly to avoid further physical pain.

He understood that Ye Hua had an immense respect and loyalty to Mu Xiaojiu, just like his own towards the sir.

Now that he was restrained here, towards such a person, he couldn’t be too provocative, or he would be the one suffering.

Ye Hua did not immediately go to call Mu Xiaojiu, but stared at him for a while longer.

Suddenly, with a snort, he turned and walked out the door.

Half an hour later, the door was opened again.

Ye Hua was the first to walk in, standing by the door, followed by Mu Xiaojiu entering with two brothers.

Upon entering the room, one of the brothers moved a chair from the wall to the center of the room.

Mu Xiaojiu slowly sat down on the chair, took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled one out, and lit it with a snap.

From the moment Mu Xiaojiu entered the room, the man had been staring intently at him.

He thought that Mu Xiaojiu would go straight to the point like Ye Hua, questioning him about the assassination operation’s arrangements.

But he did not expect him to be so composed, the aura he exuded adding a bit of psychological burden to him.

Until Mu Xiaojiu started smoking, without asking him a single question, he could not hold back any longer.

“Mr. Xiaojiu, I am the sir’s man, it’s all arranged by the sir, you should just let me go back, lest the sir gets displeased.”

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