LRAB Chapter 222 Ye Fox's "Maneuvers"
Chapter 222 Ye Fox's "Maneuvers"
Chapter 222 Ye Fox's "Maneuvers"
The following day, at Stadium No. 1.
Old Jin's expression was solemn, with a faint fluctuation of soul power emanating from his body, and his eyes flashed with impatience.
The bronze-ranked referees and the two silver-ranked referees present all hunched their shoulders and stood cautiously.
Opposite Lao Jin was Ye Nanxiao, who had a beaming smile on his face.
"That's too much! That's too much! Xiao Nanye! Why the hell did you come back again!" Old Jin said through gritted teeth, and finally couldn't help but grind his teeth and clench his fist.
"Don't rush, don't rush. I'm here on important business, very important business." Ye Nanxiao smiled and took two steps back, making sure he didn't fall into Lao Jin's attack range.
Ye Nanxiao remained completely unfazed by the gold-medal referee who, on the surface, was guarding Arena No. 1 but was actually hiding behind the name of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce to shield his enemies. As long as his bottom line wasn't crossed, the other party wouldn't actually make a move.
Moreover, he kept his promise and only took "a tiny bit" of the rare metal.
Although they are among the most expensive rare metals.
Upon hearing this, Old Jin suddenly felt his anger rushing to his head. If he hadn't been using hair gel every day, his hair would have been turned into spiky spiky hair by now, due to the uncontrollable soul power.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a few deep drags before he could calm his anger.
"What are you up to this time? No matter what you say, it won't work. I'll be watching you closely!" Old Jin said, his eyes fixed on Ye Nanxiao as he smoked a cigarette.
"Don't rush, Lao Jin. The people will be here soon. Before that, how about I borrow your place to play a couple more rounds?" Ye Nanxiao said, making a move to walk into the arena.
Old Jin immediately blocked Ye Nanxiao's path, spat out the smoke in his mouth, and said, "Don't even think about swindling any more rare metals from me. This little place isn't for you to waste your time waiting for others!"
After saying that, Old Jin frowned and asked, "Waiting for someone? What are you going to do? You're not planning to raid my place again, are you?"
"I've always worked alone. If you hadn't issued an arrest warrant for me, I wouldn't be in your shoes, right?" Ye Nanxiao said, shaking his head.
"It's all because you, you bastard, have your eyes on my place!" Old Jin said angrily.
Previously, Ye Nanxiao had swindled him out of a large sum of rare metals, and he had to take money out of his own pocket to make up for the loss. Just when he was finally starting to get back to his old good days, Ye Nanxiao reappeared and took away another batch of rare metals. Who could withstand that?
If this isn't handled properly, when the higher-ups come to investigate, your secret profiteering will be exposed.
Ye Nanxiao walked past Lao Jin and went straight to the competition field. He walked to his position with ease, raised the soul guidance experiment table, and began to make a soul guidance device.
Old Jin, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, stood quietly beside Ye Nanxiao, not wearing a referee's uniform.
He was determined to keep a close watch on things and would never allow Ye Nanxiao to take advantage of the situation again.
Before Lao Jin had been standing there for long, a silver-ranked referee came to find him.
"An important figure has arrived," the Silver-Rank Referee announced telepathically using his soul power.
A sharp glint flashed in Lao Jin's eyes as he glared at Ye Nanxiao before turning and leaving.
"Silver-lettered referee" is a term Lao Jin used privately, meaning that someone from higher up has come.
When Lao Jin put on his referee uniform and walked to the door, he saw the person who had come.
"Fan Xian, what are you doing here?" Old Jin asked, frowning and without any politeness.
Fan Xian is the name of Mr. Fan.
"Oh ho ho, you've come, so naturally you have important business to discuss. What's wrong? Judging from your attitude, you don't seem very welcoming." Fan Xian narrowed his eyes, making it appear as if he had closed them from a distance.
A hint of displeasure flashed in Lao Jin's eyes, but Fan Xian was Wu Ye's favorite, so he couldn't afford to offend him.
With a cold snort, Old Jin looked away and remained silent.
Fan Xian walked slowly with one hand behind his back, like a leader inspecting his subordinates.
Entering the arena, Fan Xian asked with a smile, "You recently issued an underground warrant for Xiao Nanye's arrest. Do you know Xiao Nanye's recent whereabouts?"
Old Jin replied coldly, "Why are you asking about that bastard?"
"Of course there's something wrong. Just tell me if you know about it or not," Fan Xian said without turning his head.
Old Jin paused for a moment, searching his mind for the major events that had recently occurred in the underworld.
"Are you trying to recruit Xiao Nanye as a gunman?" Old Jin asked.
Fan Xian smiled but didn't say anything.
He rushed over as soon as he received the news, and if his guess was correct, Xiao Nanye was in the arena at that moment.
Without saying much, Lao Jin turned around and led Fan Xian into the arena.
Ye Nanxiao noticed it when Lao Jin followed Fan Xian into the arena.
When Ye Nanxiao felt Fan Xian's gaze fixed on him, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"I've heard so much about you, Mr. Xiao." Fan Xian widened his eyes slightly, making them no longer appear as if they were closed.
Ye Nanxiao glanced at Fan Xian, noticing a faint surge of soul power emanating from his body.
Upon seeing Ye Nanxiao before him, Fan Xian became wary, especially noticing the astonishing soul power emanating from him. His expression changed slightly.
"This kid has a tendency to resort to violence at the slightest provocation!" Fan Xian was startled and subtly took two steps back.
Fan Xian quickly simulated the possibilities of catching Xiao Nanye in his mind, and finally concluded that there were none.
Remembering that Lao Jin was still standing behind him, Fan Xian gritted his teeth and forced a smile, saying, "Oh, it's nothing, I just wanted to collaborate with Mr. Xiao."
Ye Nanxiao's lips curled up slightly. He was just worrying about how to make the pseudonym "Xiao Nanye" even more famous, and now someone had delivered a pillow to his sleepy head.
He nodded slowly, agreeing to Fan Xian's request for cooperation.
Seeing Ye Nanxiao nod, Fan Xian quietly lowered his slightly raised hand, secretly letting out a sigh of relief.
"No wonder he rose so quickly in the underground world of Soul Masters, he's really something!" Fan Xian thought to himself.
Extending his hand in a gesture of invitation, Fan Xian smiled and said, "Then, Mr. Xiao, please move a little further."
"Lead the way," Ye Nanxiao said calmly.
Old Jin watched Fan Xian's attempts to win him over throughout, simply smoking quietly.
Fan Xian soon arrived at a conference room in the arena.
"I wonder what Mr. Xiao thinks of my Aodu Chamber of Commerce?" Fan Xian sat in the head seat, his hands clasped together.
Ye Nanxiao sat in a chair, crossed his legs, and put his arms across his chest.
"I still can't get my toes pointing down; that's an inhuman move," Ye Nanxiao thought to himself, looking at his leg that was sticking up.
Seeing that Ye Nanxiao did not answer, Fan Xian was not angry, and continued, "Mr. Xiao is highly skilled and a genius in soul tools, I suppose..."
Ye Nanxiao looked up at Fan Xian, interrupting Fan Xian's next business boast, "If you have something to say, just say it. As for whether I agree or not, it depends on what kind of cooperation you're talking about."
Lowering his leg, Ye Nanxiao leaned forward slightly and said, word by word, "Cooperation, huh? That costs money!"
Stared at by Ye Nanxiao, Fan Xian suddenly felt a sense of fear, as if he were being watched by some ancient ferocious beast, and cold sweat began to seep from his forehead.
After clearing his throat twice, Fan Xian began, "Since Mr. Xiao's time is precious, I'll get straight to the point. The vice president of my Aodu Chamber of Commerce would like to discuss a business deal with you. What are your thoughts, Mr. Xiao? Of course, the compensation is negotiable!"
After speaking, Fan Xian opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Nanxiao, waiting for Ye Nanxiao's reply.
Ye Nanxiao's lips curled into a smile. He leaned back in his chair, rested his left hand on the armrest, and propped his head up as he slowly said, "Your master, Wu Ye, right? He wants to cooperate with me. Judging from the current situation of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, it seems Wu Ye is looking for a scapegoat. Am I right or not?"
Fan Xian's eyes finally opened to a normal size, but he didn't open them by his own effort; he was frightened by Ye Nanxiao.
After a moment, Fan Xian forced a smile and said, "It seems Mr. Xiao's intelligence is quite accurate. My master is indeed Chairman Wu Ye. However, Mr. Xiao is joking. I am here representing Chairman Wu to discuss cooperation. How could there be any talk of me being a scapegoat?"
Ye Nanxiao smiled, his mind starting to wander.
The three vice presidents of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce have all come to me now, presumably with the same idea as Li Yuanren: to use me to get rid of the remaining vice president or one of them so that I can swallow all of their resources.
However, Li Yuanren and the others were unaware that he was actually cooperating with them under a pseudonym.
"In that case, let's put on a good show!" Ye Nanxiao's smile grew brighter and brighter.
Standing up, Ye Nanxiao said to Fan Xian, "It seems I was overthinking things. After all, how could Chairman Wu, with his reputation, do something like 'crossing the river and burning the bridge'? Don't you think so?"
Fan Xian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling the increasing pressure on his body, and quickly said, "Yes, yes, Mr. Xiao is absolutely right!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Xian felt the pressure on him vanish in an instant.
"Speak, what important matter does Chairman Wu need a nobody like me to handle?" Ye Nanxiao sat down again and tapped lightly on the table.
"I believe that with Mr. Xiao's strength, he is capable of moving around safely in Mingdu. Chairman Wu simply wants Mr. Xiao to help teach one of the vice presidents of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce a lesson," Fan Xian said.
Upon hearing this, Ye Nanxiao said with amusement, "A lesson? Are you sure, just a lesson?"
Fan Xian nodded, took out a document from his personal storage soul tool, and pushed it on the table to Ye Nanxiao.
Ye Nanxiao didn't even glance at it, showing no intention of picking up the documents.
"Then please tell Chairman Wu that after the matter is completed, I, Xiao, will ask for diamonds and refined gold as a reward. As for the amount, it depends on Chairman Wu's sincerity."
After saying that, Ye Nanxiao suddenly unleashed his soul power.
A powerful impact caused Fan Xian to instantly summon several soul-guided shields to block in front of him.
When they looked in Ye Nanxiao's direction again, they only saw overturned tables and chairs and scattered documents on the ground.
Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to utter a word of complaint. He quickly put away the documents and walked out of the conference room. He needed to embellish the details of the negotiations and tell Wu Ye about them.
"You've done something wrong, Fan Xian. You can't control him! Be careful you don't end up getting burned!" Old Jin leaned against the wall next to the conference room door and coldly reminded Fan Xian.
"Oh, hehe, then you don't need to worry about it," Fan Xian said without turning his head.
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(End of this chapter)