Chapter 1100: Chapter 1100: Xiao Chen “Parma He family.” Yun Ling bragged arrogantly, “Their matriarch personally sought me out, and I hacked them for eighty million.” Yun Lih was silent for a moment, “Who, did you say, whose family?” “He family, seems like they do something with semiconductors.” Yun Ling patiently repeated, “Big Brother, are you hard of hearing?” “You can shove your hard of hearing.” Yun Lih tossed aside the beer can in his hand, stood up, and walked out, still waving the phone and cursing, “Yun Ling, you’ll be the death of me soon, you damn stay put.” Shang Lu leaned out halfway from the hanging bird nest chair, baffled, watching Yun Lih leave, “Where are you going? You haven’t finished your drink.” Yun Lih paused his steps, coldly threw out a few words, “I have something to do, Sirbey loan me a car.” These damn brothers, really make one’s head spin. Shang Lu scrambled out of the bird nest chair, lifted his leg, and ran to the front yard, “Damn, don’t touch my Sirbey. Use my dad’s car; I’ll get the keys for you.” Three minutes later, Shang Lu, clutching a bunch of car keys, stood breathlessly at the end of the corridor, witnessing Yun Lih driving away the Sirbey Tuatara sent by his sister-in-law, his pupils quivering. He wanted to poison him. Time swiftly reached eleven at night. Brother Chen glanced at the four top mercenaries lying on the ground, brushed the creases on his shirt, and glanced sideways at the slightly discolored Rong Manli, “The old woman is smart this time, learned to hire outside help, mercenary group.” The mercenaries, injured but unable to stand, exchanged glances secretly. How did this man see through their identity? Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝙣𝙚𝙩 Rong Manli feigned calmness as she rubbed her fingertips, but her gaze was wary as she stared at Brother Chen, “Seems like you’ve learned quite a bit outside over the years. But never mind, these four are just appetizers, if you don’t hand over my son, I can’t guarantee what their boss will do.” “Their boss?” Yin Mo raised an eyebrow in doubt, turning to look at Brother Chen, “Brother Lih?” Brother Chen pinched the cigarette from his mouth with thumb and forefinger, sneering at the floor, “Not necessarily, doesn’t he also have a brother who’s mentally challenged?” Yin Mo understood, “Then that explains it.” Rong Manli couldn’t understand what they were discussing and didn’t want to think deeply, losing some patience. Looking at the mercenaries on the floor, she sneered mockingly, “Boss Yun said each of you could take on a hundred, but now… really made my eyes pop.” At that moment, Yin Mo’s phone suddenly rang. She took it out, expressionlessly answered it, “Brother Lih?” Yun Lih was steering with one hand and straightforwardly said, “Tonight was a misunderstanding, let Brother Chen show mercy. There seems to be someone at the fire escape on the west side of the fourth floor with a hostage, not sure who. You guys go and check it out; I’ll be there soon.” Simultaneously, Brother Chen received a report from Ah Tai, “Brother Chen, in the stairway on the west side of the fourth floor, Rong Manli is here!” Yin Mo was just about to relay Yun Lih’s words when Brother Chen grabbed her wrist and strode outside. “Brother Chen, you stop right there.” Rong Manli shouted and called from behind him, even tried to block the way, but stumbled over something unknown, falling to her knees. The four mercenaries still lay on the floor, each not looking good, “Lady, don’t leave; let’s face death together.” They already knew the second boss might have kicked the iron plate again this time. Because that pretty sister could call out Brother Lih’s name, she must be an acquaintance. Including the man named Brother Chen, who left room when fighting them. The second boss really is more trouble than he’s worth. In the stairway on the west side of the fourth floor, Brother Chen, with Yin Mo in tow, walked over and stood before the fire door, suddenly halting. He constantly adjusted his breathing, yet couldn’t suppress his body’s tremors. Even Yin Mo noticed his abnormality and hurriedly rubbed his arm, “What’s wrong with you?” Unconsciously, Brother Chen tightened his grip on the woman’s wrist, raised his trembling fingertips, and forcefully pushed open the tightly shut fire door. The stairway was crowded with people. At the indistinct end were six bodyguards with batons confronting the crowd. The enormous sound of the fire door being pushed open resounded in the stairway. Sitting crossed-legged on the steps smoking, Yun Ling casually glanced, a puff caught in his throat. “Cough cough cough… Brother Chen, why are you here?” This is Shang Shaoyan, the South Sea merchant’s good friend, West City’s Brother Chen, someone his big brother must give way to when they meet. Yun Ling jumped up from the steps at once, Brother Chen… He family… should have no connection, right? The mercenary group, when on assignments, always investigates the buyer’s background. There’s simply no Brother Chen’s name in the He family’s genealogy. Yun Ling sighed in relief, hoping it was an unfortunate coincidence. At this moment, Brother Chen didn’t even look at Yun Ling, stepped down the stairs through the people’s path, under Ah Tai and others’ watchful eyes, walking step by step towards the bodyguards holding electric batons. Ah Tai and Ah Yong looked displeased, pointing at the bodyguards saying, “Brother Chen, Rong Manli is right behind them.” Yin Mo wore a confused face. Rong Manli was clearly in the office upstairs? She frowned, looking at the six bodyguards, seeing at once they were dressed similar to the thugs on the negative third level. So… Rong Manli arranged a bodyguard team consisting of thirty people, encountering twenty-four on the negative third level, the remaining six are responsible for moving Brother Chen’s mom? Yin Mo suddenly realized and urgently asked Brother Chen, “Is that Auntie?” Brother Chen didn’t answer her but stared murderously at those bodyguards, “Scram or die?” Ah Tai glanced at Ah Yong beside him, puzzled. Why is Miss Yin calling Auntie? That old woman… clearly was Rong Manli without makeup. Now, Yun Ling, in an effort to mend the situation, called out to his subordinates, “You guys, go get rid of those six idiots.” Facing such disadvantage, the bodyguard team, loyal as they might be, dared not overstep, choosing to drop their batons, wisely stepping aside to allow passage. Thus, as the figures moved, Yin Mo clearly saw the pale, tear-stricken face behind them. Yin Mo’s initial reaction was the same. Because that face was identical to Rong Manli’s but paler, thinner, with a slightly messy bun exposing specks of white hair. She was Rong Manfang, Rong Manli’s twin sister. Yin Mo was at a loss for words for a long time; the woman in front wore oversized cleaning clothes, her figure was thin and gaunt. Only those eyes filled with warm tears, unwaveringly looking at Brother Chen, a long time before faintly calling, “Is it Xiao Chen?” In the whole wide world, the only person who called him Xiao Chen was Rong Manfang. Brother Chen’s eyes turned blood red, and as he lowered his head, a scalding tear fell from his eye corner, “Mom, it’s me.”