Dragons can be large or small, soaring through the sky or burrowing into the earth.
Tigers can be fierce or agile, capable of intimidating yet also nimble and swift.
Li Dong circled the Luo family compound completely undetected, moving with the agility of a cat, seemingly possessed by precognitive instincts, avoiding all surveillance cameras.
Upon finding an unguarded location, he slipped in like a gentle breeze.
The process went relatively smoothly. With fewer people around, he quickly figured out the route and, following the intelligence he had gathered, headed towards the residence of the Luo father and son.
Even when he occasionally encountered security personnel, Li Dong would merely stomp his foot lightly, making no sound like a cat, yet to others it felt like a deafening boom, almost instantly knocking them unconscious.
Li Dong felt a pang of nostalgia. He had carried out many such infiltration operations before, and it was precisely through these methods that he had grasped the essence of "dragon's walk and tiger's steps."
Having bypassed numerous security personnel, he quickly spotted the villa in the center.
Just as he was about to go inside to search for clues, a limousine pulled up and stopped at the entrance.
He ducked into the bushes, and after a while, a middle-aged man with a demeanor somewhat similar to Luo Shaoliang emerged from the villa.
That was Luo Shaoheng.
Luo Shaoheng wasn't alone; he was accompanied by a burly black man, quite conspicuous, whose legs were equipped with gleaming silver mechanical arms, their muscles bulging as if they were about to burst through his clothes, resembling a machine-modified silverback gorilla.
This black man made Li Dong's gaze sharpen; he could sense that this man possessed at least Level 4 strength.
Should he let them go?
But then, he noticed that Luo Shaoheng seemed to be carrying a data packet with great care, and his eyes narrowed immediately. He couldn't let them leave.
He silently activated his internal energy, his bones and muscles subtly shifting, instantly altering his physique and appearance.
He looked like any ordinary passerby, then slowly walked away.
Luo Shaoheng, emerging from the villa, frowned slightly, pondering a solution.
Luo Ming and he had split up to kidnap Luo Xuetang; this was a last resort, as they needed a powerful bargaining chip to deter Luo Shaowen from taking further action.
However, this turn of events was something he hadn't wanted. His original plan was to rely on Zhao Ziran to acquire her abilities, and then use the Zhao family to attack Luo Shaowen.
The Zhao and Tang families were always closely allied, wielding significant influence in political and military circles respectively. With their help, he was confident he could gradually replace Luo Shaowen…
But unexpectedly, the first step of his plan had a flaw: Zhao Ziran, who should have been perfectly controlled by the chip, was able to escape.
He shouldn't have let her go, but there was still a possibility of remedial action. He only needed to negotiate with the Zhao family and exchange some benefits. More importantly, he believed that no one else besides the Luo family possessed this chip technology.
With such immense value, he didn't believe the Zhao family wouldn't be tempted.
If all else failed, he even brought along a "significant" video of Zhao Ziran to blackmail the Zhao family—after all, those powerful political families valued their reputation above all else.
If Zhao Ziran's scandal at the African "banquet" were exposed, it would not only damage Zhao Ziran's reputation but also plunge the Zhao family into a vortex of scandal—a refined and aloof, arrogant and talented woman who was indifferent to everyone, flirting and curtsying before an African chief who was like a beast, swaying her hips and crawling beneath him.
Her exquisitely beautiful face appeared even more fair and delicate against the black man's grizzled thighs. Her luscious cherry lips, stretched and squeezed by his large, dark penis, were slightly pouting. With each stroke of his penis, glistening, lewd saliva dripped from her tightly closed, crimson lips…
What would outsiders think if they saw this?
Because of the chip, the talented Zhao showed absolutely no signs of being forced.
Actively dancing, actively crawling towards the black man, actively swallowing and thrusting, her moist, tender vagina wrapped around his large, dark penis, her hips twisting and turning in wanton ecstasy, her juices flowing freely, white fluid glistening on his shaft, her moans and cries filled with desire—anyone who saw this could only call her a slut.
If the Zhao family didn't want this video exposed, they would probably have to listen to his conditions.
At least this could suppress the kidnapping of Zhao Zhiran. If things went well, they might even be able to propose marriage to the Zhao family, since Zhao Zhiran was pregnant with their Luo family's child, which was a significant advantage.
The Luo Ming father and son, unaware of the truth about Zhao Zhiran's "pregnancy," were still making their wishful thinking.
However, Luo Shaoheng had also prepared for the worst. He planned to use Luo Xuetang to lure Luo Shaowen out, then, by surprise, have the black man he had recruited assassinate Luo Shaowen.
He offered the black man irresistible terms: a piece of land in Africa to be his mini-king, and even a promise to host a "banquet."
Of course, he had no intention of fulfilling any of these promises. Luo Shaowen was still the head of the Luo family, and someone had to be a scapegoat for his death. This black man was the perfect scapegoat.
Once this black man was eliminated, the blame could be placed on a foreign organization, allowing him to legitimately inherit Luo Shaowen's estate.
Lost in thought, Luo Shaoheng suddenly saw a seemingly ordinary young man emerge from the bushes ahead.
His clothes were simple, his appearance unremarkable, like any other passerby on the street—inconspicuous, easily forgotten.
But an ordinary person would never appear in the heavily guarded Luo family compound.
Could he have been hired by the Zhao family?
Although he might have been sent by the enemy, with a Level 4 superhuman bodyguard by his side, Luo Shaoheng remained calm.
He turned his head, a hint of arrogance in his voice, and said, "James, take care of him."