A Rolls-Royce Phantom arrived at the warehouse door with unparalleled speed, the screech of its brakes piercing the sky.
A subordinate ran forward, opened the car door, and reported respectfully, "Master, the young lady is inside."
Christino stepped out of the car. Dressed in a white shirt, he exuded an unstoppable aura of dominance.
He raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as he looked towards the main entrance. "Do not harm a single hair on Xin'er!"
The subordinate cupped his fist in response. "Yes!"
A group of men in special gear, dressed in black, swiftly infiltrated the warehouse to rescue Du Ruoxin.
Under the bright afternoon sun, people were naturally lethargic and sleepy. A few guards yawned and chatted when suddenly, they were shot by the intruders.
"Ah—"
Before they could utter a word, the guards fell one by one.
"Who are you?!" A man emerging from the backyard saw the intruders and immediately fired a warning shot.
"Bang—"
"Someone's attacking, someone's attacking!"
The gunshots and shouts startled the drowsy occupants.
The tattooed man, Lei, hearing the commotion, leaped up from the sofa. "What's happening?"
"Where are those gunshots coming from?!"
He had been discussing with the "waiter" how to extract information from Du Ruoxin about the core technology of artificial petroleum when the gunshots interrupted him.
Startled, he jumped up, drew the pistol from his waist, and quickly loaded it. "The gunshots are so close, the intruders are likely hostile."
"Damn it!" Lei roared, grabbing his weapon and heading out.
"Whoever dares to break in, I'll kill them!"
After only a few steps, Lei seemed to remember something and turned to call for the waiter, only to find he had disappeared.
Where did he go?
A fleeting bad premonition crossed Lei's mind, but it vanished too quickly for him to grasp.
"Boss, it's Christino!"
"He's brought people to attack!"
A small hoodlum, trembling with fear, ran up to Lei. His terrified appearance clearly indicated he had witnessed Christino's ruthless methods.
"What should we do?"
"He's brought so many people, we're no match for them!"
They were doomed. If Christino caught them, they would surely die!
"Christino?" Lei looked confused and bewildered. His face involuntarily twitched upon hearing the name.
Everyone knew a madman had arrived in FL country.
Not only were his methods bloody and his actions reckless, but his family's influence was also terrifyingly intimidating.
Lei grabbed his gun and swung it at the hoodlum's head. "Damn it, who among you provoked him?"
The hoodlum's face turned ashen. "No one... Since you gave the order, we haven't had any conflicts with them."
Then why was that madman Christino raiding his warehouse?
Lei couldn't figure it out.
The gunshots in the air grew closer, and the sounds of fighting intensified, leaving him no time to think.
Cursingly, Lei turned and ran towards the cell where Du Ruoxin was being held.
"Creak—"
The door was pushed open forcefully. He reached Du Ruoxin in a few strides, pointed a gun at her head, and said, "Move!"
Seeing the man's hurried demeanor, Du Ruoxin knew he meant trouble. She remained calm, speaking with her mouth full, "Where are we going? What are you doing?"
"Less nonsense!" Lei pushed her out of the cell.
Du Ruoxin didn't struggle, but Lei's rough handling made it difficult for her to breathe, leaving a long, red mark on her neck.
"Cough, cough—"
"Let go, let me go!"
Du Ruoxin said unhappily.
Lei was filled with rage at the moment and didn't care how heavy his grip was.
As he crossed the corridor, he unexpectedly encountered Christino, who was approaching with a gun.
Holy crap!
Lei instinctively shielded himself with Du Ruoxin. "Mr. Rothschild, why are you here?"
Brother?
Du Ruoxin's heart sank the moment she saw Christino.
Before she could voice her doubts, Lei, in his nervousness, tightened his grip on her hand, the rope constricting her face uncomfortably. "Ugh—"
Let go!
She was about to throw up from the pressure!
Christino, seeing Xin'er being mistreated, his eyes seemed like those of a bloodthirsty jackal. "Let her go!"
With a series of movements, multiple handguns were aimed at Lei, as if to turn him into a sieve.
Lei trembled at the imposing display. He dared not step out from behind Du Ruoxin, so he pulled her along and retreated to the wall.
As if leaning against the solid brick wall gave him a sense of security.
"Sir, I haven't offended you, nor have I provoked you. Do you have some misunderstanding about me?" Lei, still unaware of what was happening, broke out in a cold sweat.
"Oh?" Christino let out a soft exclamation.
He raised his hand, signaling his subordinates not to act rashly.
"Misunderstanding?" Christino looked at Lei with a cold smile, his blue eyes flashing with a ghostly aura.
Seeing Christino smile, Lei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "Yes, yes, it must be a misunderstanding."
Du Ruoxin, however, didn't think so. She knew too well that her brother's smile represented endless slaughter.
"Let me go."
"C..." Christino, don't do anything rash!
She wanted to tell her brother not to act rashly, she wanted to... but unfortunately, Lei didn't give her a chance, his voice drowning hers out. "Sir, do you also want Miss Du?"
It seemed Christino was after Du Ruoxin?
Did he also want the artificial petroleum technology?
As if grasping a lifeline, Lei explained, "If you had said so earlier, I was going to give Miss Du to you anyway."
In the battle for electricity with Christino, he had lost miserably.
From being an FL country electricity magnate, one of the top ten wealthiest individuals in the country, he had lost almost everything and even incurred billions in debt.
His capable subordinate, "the waiter," had advised him that in business, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.
Since Christino had taken over the power company, and because FL country was surrounded by the sea, most of its electricity was generated by sea winds.
Recently, there had been widespread international talk of artificial petroleum, which was produced by electrolyzing water with direct current. This meant that the direct current generated by sea winds could be used to produce artificial petroleum.
As long as he found professional talent, he believed Christino would not refuse to cooperate with him.
At that time, it would be easy for him to return to the FL rich list.
Moreover, with the Rothschilds as his backing, he could even develop global businesses!
Lei then ordered "the waiter" to kidnap Du Ruoxin.
"Miss Du is an expert in developing artificial petroleum. I know Mr. Rothschild will definitely be interested," Lei said obsequiously. "Why don't we cooperate?"
Christino raised an eyebrow, hearing this...
Did Lei not know Xin'er's relationship with him?
He tilted his head, signaling everyone to lower their guns. "How do you want to cooperate?"
Seeing that the situation was less tense and Christino had been appeased, Lei adopted a strategy of yielding to advance. "Giving Miss Du to you is the greatest sincerity."
"As for how to cooperate, what do you think, sir?"
Christino pointed towards the hall. "Shall we talk?"
Lei looked at Christino's sincere smile, and he believed he had shown enough sincerity, thinking the crisis was averted.
So he released Du Ruoxin and pushed her towards a hoodlum behind him. "Okay."
Christino pointed at Du Ruoxin. "Her, weren't you going to give her to me?"
Lei laughed heartily. "Haha—"
"Miss Du is also a rare beauty."
Fair-skinned, beautiful, with a graceful figure, and a pair of model-like long legs that, if wrapped around his waist...
If Du Ruoxin hadn't been so useful, he would have enjoyed her himself long ago.
Lei, understanding the implication, pushed Du Ruoxin towards Christino. It was at this very second that everything came to a halt.
Christino embraced Du Ruoxin with one arm, and with the other, drew his gun. Bang, bang, bang, several bullets exploded in Lei's head.