Qiao Nian ignored him, walked over to pick up his phone, unlocked it, and just then a message came in from Guan Yan: [Boss, we're here. Should I just lead my men to force our way in? Or do you have other plans?]
Qiao Nian slid open the fingerprint password, found Guan Yan's phone number in the address book and called him.
The woman on the other end picked up the call immediately.
"Just come in, there are people inside."
"Um...what does sun mean?"
Qiao Nian looked back at the people in the box, leaned lazily on the edge of the coffee table, and lowered his eyes: "The people from Yaomen are inside."
"… "
Guan Yan paused for several seconds to digest the news, and then he pulled the corner of his lips, looking very depressed: "Sure, they are stealing our business!"
Qiao Nian knew that she was competing with Ye Wangchuan, and raised her eyes coldly: "Come in first and talk."
Guan Yan: “Yes.”
After Qiao Nian hung up the phone, he turned around and walked slowly towards Zhang Yin.
Zhang Yin was sweating profusely at the moment and didn't even bother to wipe it off. When he saw her approaching him, his face changed drastically and he instinctively took two steps back, fearing that Qiao Nian would attack him.
But before he could dodge, he heard the man at the door's lazy and cold voice reminding him: "The muzzle of a gun has no eyes. I advise you not to move."
Zhang Yin felt a chill down his spine, how could he dare to move
He stood stiff in place, watching Qiao Nian walk up to him. He immediately began to sweat profusely and his legs went limp. He was only able to hold on with his last breath.
"Who are you?"
He asked Qiao Nian, mainly because the place where he was kicked in the chest was so painful that he didn't dare turn his head towards Ye Wangchuan.
He gnashed his teeth and said, "I don't care who you are! You'd better not act wildly here. This is not the place for you to act wildly. Otherwise, I will make you pay for it!"
"Bang!" Qiao Nian threw the phone in front of him, raised her eyes slightly, and sneered frivolously: "Call Nie Qixing and see if he will come to rescue you."
Zhang Yin looked at her in astonishment: "You?"
He only said one word.
Qiao Nian interrupted him impatiently, with his hands in his pockets and a cool expression: "Isn't he the one behind you?"
Zhang Yin opened his mouth: "...You know?"
Qiao Nian looked around: "This is also his territory, right?"
Zhang Yin's pupils trembled and he clenched his hands tightly. He didn't expect that Qiao Nian knew more than he thought, which made him even more terrified.
Qiao Nian didn't waste any words with him. She raised her chin and motioned him to pick up the phone: "Call Nie Qixing and ask him whether you want territory or fame. If you want territory, he'll come and get you. If you want fame..."
The second half of her unfinished sentence immediately popped up in Zhang Yin’s mind: Young Master Qi wants fame, and he is the one being thrown out to take the blame!
Zhang Yin was well aware of the dirty business in this club, and was even more aware of how many evil deeds he had done in his daily life.
If Nie Qixing hadn't come, he would have died here today!
He breathed rapidly, gritted his teeth and looked at the girl, wanting to make a final struggle, at least to die with a clear mind: "Who are you?!"
"Don't you know?" Qiao Nian glanced at him in a good-tempered manner: "The First Research Institute of Independent Continent."
Zhang Yin shook his head frantically, not believing it at all: "Impossible! You definitely don't have a simple background in the Independent Continent and the First Research Institute. They don't dare to provoke Master Qi, and Master Qi has someone protecting him... You must have another identity."
"..." Haha, what a dare not to provoke Nie Qixing!
Qiao Nian thought again of Ji Qing who passed away early.
(End of this chapter)