Madam is so cool, please step aside, President

"Han Jinlei is a bad guy, so get rid of him as soon as possible."

"Han Yi is good, he has extraordinary abilities and is handsome"

"You are worthy of being my idol"

Yao Muhan, Lu Man and Chen Si each expressed their opinions.

Xiao Xin didn't say a word and just ate by himself.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoche, you two are the protagonists tonight." Xiaoyao saw that most of the information had been revealed, so he quickly changed the subject.

Currently, only he and his father know about the matter between Han Yi and her. He also agrees with what his father said, that everything is up to fate, and who can explain clearly the matter of the heart.

Xiao Xuanmo glanced at Xiao Xin, feeling extremely unhappy, and looked at Chen Yi, "Ayi, watch out, don't let too many people in."

Brat, I can only save your life, the rest is none of his business.

“Those old guys can’t just watch the show and not contribute,” Chen Yi said with a smile.

Xiao Xuanmo specifically mentioned, "Ajin, Aze, try Han's ability again."

If you don't add some resistance to him, he loses. If you dare to covet his precious daughter, you must have the ability to do so.

The corners of Yao Jin and Yan Yuze's mouth twitched. The boss's attitude of adding fuel to the fire showed how much he disliked the boy.

Lu Yannuo and Yun Qi looked at Xiao Xuanmo thoughtfully, and they both smiled knowingly.

Ye Ming also noticed something, raised his eyebrows, and raised his glass to toast the two of them.

The three of them exchanged understanding glances, then immediately took care of their wives while they ate.

"I'm optimistic about that boy. Don't go too far, I think he and Xiao..."

Before Yaoyue finished speaking, Xiao Xuanmo interrupted her and said, "Ayue, things are going on in China recently. I'll take you out to play tomorrow."

A Yue had always been optimistic about that brat and joked that he was a perfect match for her daughter. She kept the fact that they knew each other a secret for fear that her daughter-in-law would switch sides.

Yao Yue immediately threw what she wanted to say behind her mind, "You said it was just for fun."

Let me make it clear first, so as not to be deceived again.

Xiao Xuanmo assured, "It's just for fun."

"Lanlan, do you have time recently? Let's go out too." Yun Qi looked at his wife.

Lan Jingxue smiled and said, "Okay, I haven't had a vacation for a long time, so it's a good time to relax."

"A Qing, I'll take you to a secret place." Ye Ming looked at his wife mysteriously.

Jun Qing glanced at him with a smile and said, "If it's not fun, it's your fault."

"It's necessary," Ye Ming assured again.

"A'ran, you are afraid of the cold, let's go out and bask in the sun," Lu Yannuo said unwillingly.

Yiran replied, "I have no objection."

"We have objections," Yao Jin, Chen Yi, and Yan Yuze spoke in unison.

Yaoyue joked, "Qiqi and the other three didn't say anything, where do you get your opinions from?"

Three sharp eyes were staring at his wife.

"Since you all have things to do, let's just go out and play by ourselves reluctantly," Mu Ziqi said regretfully.

"It is indeed a bit regrettable." Lou Ruo said this with regret, but his expression did not show any regret at all.

"I can't be unique, right?" Mu Qing's expression was very reluctant.

"Wife..." The three of them felt aggrieved and spoke again in tacit understanding.

Mu Ziqi, Lou Ruo, and Mu Qing said in unison, "Opposition is invalid."

The abandoned trio gave up struggling because it was useless. They drank to drown their sorrows but only became more sorrowful. They were not satisfied with their life in this world.

Han Jinlei had just resolved the issue in Continent G when the drug businesses in other countries encountered resistance or disruption, resulting in heavy losses.

"Poison Bee, contact Zzhou immediately and act as soon as possible"

"Yes." Han Jinlei's bodyguard turned and left.

"Han Yi..."

Han Jinlei narrowed his vicious and fierce eyes, took out his cell phone to contact people in China, and arranged everything.

In the Han Building, Han Yi stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window of his office, looking out at the busy traffic.

Suddenly, an infrared ray flashed, and a bullet flew towards him like a stream of light.

The corners of his lips curled up with a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm, and he stood there like a rock.

The bullet flying towards the center of the eyebrows did not penetrate, but shattered the outer layer of glass and hit the inner layer of glass, then bounced back and fell off the tall building.

Lao Yu looked in the direction from which the bullet came, accurately determined the location, and immediately ordered people to find the bullet. As for the killer himself, if the first shot missed, there would be no second shot.

"Boss, he should be from Continent Z"

"Barrett sniper rifle" Han Yi narrowed his eyes.

Apart from pistols, he doesn't know much about other guns and is not that familiar with them. Lao Yu has been giving him a cram session these days.

A layer of special bulletproof glass was added inside the glass window, and the bullet actually left a mark. If it were ordinary bulletproof glass, it would have been penetrated long ago.

"Boss, it will take some time to find the person. You'd better be cautious. This person should be ranked in the middle on the list. The mercenary has accepted the bounty and will fight to the death." Lao Yu glanced at the tall and straight figure by the window and turned to leave.

Han Yi looked at the photos on his phone, a bitter smile forming at the corners of his lips. Would she blame him?

There were several knocks on the door, he put away his phone and said "come in" coldly.

Special Assistant Lin Cheng walked in and said, "Boss, Miss Shen is here."

"Not seen" Han Yi said concisely.

After receiving the instruction, Lin Cheng turned around and left. Before he closed the office door, Shen Weiwei pushed the door open sideways and walked in.

"Ms. Shen..."

Lin Chengyu was about to stop him, but Han Yi motioned him to go out first.

"Ayi..." Shen Weiwei had a delicate and beautiful face with a smile, a tall figure, and an elegant and gorgeous dress, which showed her noble temperament.

Han Yi's eyes were slightly cold, and he interrupted her coldly, "Miss Shen, we are not familiar with each other."

Shen Weiwei walked three steps closer to him without changing her expression and said, "I can help you."

He is now surrounded by enemies on all sides, and if he is not careful he will be doomed. She can do anything for him.

Han Yi's words became colder and colder. "Miss Shen, please don't come to Han's in the future. Business dealings will be discussed by others."

"Han Yi, I have known you for eight years since I entered the entertainment industry. We are at least friends, but you are so heartless." Shen Weiwei looked at his handsome profile with a frown.

"Ms. Shen, you'd better stop and go out," Han Yi's cold voice showed obvious annoyance.

"Han Yi, do you know your current situation? When it comes to interests, do you think they will always help you? I can help you. For you, I can do anything." Shen Weiwei didn't care about the man's coldness towards him at all and took two steps forward.

Han Yi then took two steps back, glaring at her with cold eyes, "Get out!"

Shen Weiwei's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, then slowly lowered it behind her back, her fist clenched tightly. "Han Yi, you can always find me if you need anything."

Turning and leaving, her calm face suddenly became gloomy, her eyes were filled with anger, and the desire to conquer arose in her heart. She waited for him to beg her.

Han Yi was attacked for several consecutive days. For safety reasons, he had been living in an apartment. As soon as he walked into the living room, he quickly jumped behind the sofa.

Several bullets flew from above and hit the sofa and disappeared.

Han Yi took out the pistol from his waist, pulled the safety, and fired back along the trajectory of the bullet in his memory.

All I heard was the sound of bullets hitting the wall, and then it became quiet, with a strong sense of oppression in the air.

I won’t move unless the enemy does, and the stalemate continues.

What mercenaries lack the least is patience. After several failed assassination attempts, they knew that this man was difficult to deal with, so they took the risk of killing him at close range. Since he accepted the bounty despite the mercenaries' attempts to stop him, many people had been staring at him and waiting to see the outcome.

Han Yi walked around the sofa and quietly moved to the TV wall. He grabbed something and threw it out. There was silence again after a gunshot.

After several attempts, he silently calculated the time in his mind, flew out quickly, fired a shot, leaped to the stairs, stomped his feet hard on the steps, and used the force to leap into the corner of the stairs.

He looked expressionlessly at the blood flowing on his arm. It was just a bullet grazed wound, but it wasn't serious.

The mercenary pointed his gun at the target, his sinister eyes revealing bloodthirsty cruelty.

The moment Han Yi took off his coat and threw it away, he used the force to leap up again.

The two men pointed their guns at each other from a distance, waited for the right moment, fired and dodged at the same time, and when the distance closed, they kicked each other's guns away.

Both parties raised their legs and swept across, like heavy whips, one after another, hitting the opponent's lower body, each blow more powerful than the last, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.

The mercenary drew out the dagger he was carrying and attacked again, determined to kill the opponent. The life-and-death fight between masters could not afford the slightest mistake.

After several rounds, Han Yi suffered a loss with his bare hands. There was a bloody mark on the left jawline of his face and a deep wound on the back of his right hand that was bleeding.

Han Yi swung his fist out and suddenly hit his opponent. His fist was whistling in the wind, and each punch was more fierce than the last. He clamped the opponent's arm, grabbed the blade of the dagger with his bare hands, snatched the dagger, and flexibly switched to counter-stab.

A life-and-death contest is all about ruthlessness and brutality. At this moment, there was death in the eyes of both men.

With the dagger's stalemate, he quickly gained the upper hand.

He ignored the dead mercenary lying on the ground, made two phone calls with an expressionless face, and then went back to the bedroom to treat his wounds.