No one noticed that when he heard the word "trash," a faint glint flashed in Lu Yun's eyes.
Very soon the two of them felt their way to the room at the top. Just as they lifted a foot to step inside, two streaks of white light flashed, and the white man and the Asian who'd entered both dropped to the ground, not moving.
Right then, gunshots erupted inside the mansion.
"Shit, which idiot fired the gun?"
A low growl, gunfire, each sound drilling into the ears.
Half an hour later, when Yun Yi's people came in, they were met with corpses scattered all over the floor.
And Lu Yun was being pushed out by Wang.
"You're one minute late!"
"Are you sick? Everything was fine, what did you call me here for?" Yun Yi was obviously annoyed. Looking at the people on the ground, it was clear he could've handled it. "Today you wasted a total of an hour and a half of my time. Remember to transfer 250 million."
Just as his words fell, the sound of police sirens suddenly came from outside.
