Strike Back, Proud Goddess!

Translator: Henyee Editor: Henyee

Qiao Liang was wearing a skin-made mask. This thin mask covered his perfect face but he still looked handsome. He sat there with assurance, stabilizing the hearts of the people standing behind him.

Hearing his words, the white man opposite him frowned and sat up straight. He looked at Qiao Liang coldly and said,"Mr. Qiao, we are talking about business, not making money for you. You come across as very insincere in talking to me like this, you know?"

Not moved by the man's words at all, Qiao Liang still leaned on the chair and looked at him. "Insincere? No, now it's not I but you who need to show sincerity. Mr. Bruno, if you can only give me 15% as your sincerity, then I'm sorry that I don't have enough time to chat with you. I have to go."

"Mr. Qiao, do you think you can leave here? This is Sweden, my place!" Bruno looked at Qiao Liang with a smile as if he was a predator looking at his prey.

Hearing his words, Qiao Liang still sat in his chair. Then he gave a faint smile, which was more of a sneer and stood up. He looked at Bruno condescendingly. "You can have a try."

Bruno had a great influence in Sweden, and almost all the policemen in Sweden had to give him some face. He had been annoyed by Qiao Liang's 'rudeness'. Now hearing these words which were even 'ruder', he became furious.

He jumped to his feet, took out his pistol and pointed it at Qiao Liang. "I advise Mr. Qiao to sit down and talk with me about this business." He said, ice in his voice. "I think 15% of the profits is enough for you. How do you think, Mr. Qiao?"

Hearing this, Qiao Liang slowly turned around, looked at Bruno and gave a mocking smile. "You are brave." he said.

There was no expression of compromise or fear on his face. Even the two bodyguards behind him weren't panicking. Bruno finally understood that something went wrong. When he drew his pistol, the bodyguards didn't move at all, as if they firmly believed that he dared not or even couldn't hurt Qiao Liang.

Bruno squinted at Qiao Liang and asked bitterly, "Mr. Qiao, what do you mean?"

Qiao Liang looked at Bruno with a cold smile over his lips. He put one of his hands in his pocket and looked very casual. However, Bruno felt such great pressure from him that he couldn't even breathe. He said, "Even your president dares not to point a gun at me. I admire your courage. You're really brave."

Bruno frowned slightly, and just then his phone rang. He looked down at the caller ID and frowned. Qiao Liang said, "Answer it. Maybe you'll hear big news."

Bruno frowned and answered the phone. Then his face turned pale and he shouted angrily, "What?" Suddenly, Bruno thought of something and looked up at Qiao Liang. "You did it?"

Qiao Liang walked slowly over to the sofa and sat down. He took out a cigarette and lit it, but he didn't place it in between his lips. Instead, he looked at the white fog coming out of the cigarette then turned to Bruno and said, "I forgot to introduce myself to you Mr. Bruno. I am Qiao Liang of Long Xiao."

Bruno turned ghastly pale when he heard 'Long Xiao'. When he heard 'Qiao Liang', he widened his eyes, "How can you be Qiao Liang? Qiao Liang of Long Xiao?"

Qiao Liang looked at the cigarettes between his fingers. After he broke up with Tang Xi, he began to smoke, but he was trying to quit smoking these days. So even if he lit the cigarette, he just watched it burn out between his fingers.

"Since I've come here, I'd like to remind Mr. Bruno. What I hate the most is when someone blocks my way in making money, breaks the rules of the industry, and informs Interpol when doing business with Long Xiao. Since you've broken the rules of the industry, I can break everything of you, Mr Bruno." With that, Qiao Liang looked at Bruno as he stood up and smiled. "Do you think it's just a coincidence that you're allowed to meet with me carrying guns? Your gun had already been unloaded when you entered this room. Since we're all civilized businessmen, let's not touch guns. Didn't your teacher teach you that guns are dangerous?"

Though Qiao Liang was smiling, Bruno felt chilly. He just came out to talk about a business. Why was his base taken over?!

Bruno knew that he messed with the wrong person this time. They would never dare to fight against Long Xiao. Although Interpol had been trying to collect the evidence of Long Xiao smuggling weapons, they couldn't find anything so there was nothing they could do to Long Xiao. He chose to cooperate with Interpol, but he was seen through and even trapped by them!

Bruno grabbed Qiao Liang's hand and begged, "Mr. Qiao, I am wrong. Please give me another chance. I dare not do it again. Please give me another chance. I can give you the 30% profits as you demanded, or even 45%, 50%. Please spare my life!"

Qiao Liang looked contemptuously at Bruno who was so arrogant just a moment ago but now humbly begged for his mercy. With a frown, Qiao Liang shook Bruno's hand away and said coldly, "Spare your life? Then who will spare the lives of my dead brothers?" After saying that, he turned to walk out without looking at Bruno.

Little Five and Little Six went up and cornered Bruno from either side. "Mr. Bruno, come with us."

"What are you going to do? I tell you, my men are outside!"

Little Five sneered. "Save it. They can't help you even if they're right here. You'd better cooperate with us lest you suffer too much pain. Otherwise I'll knock you out and take you away. But then I'll be tired and you'll also ache!"

"This is Sweden. You can't treat me like this!" Bruno raised his voice and shouted, "Policemen are all around here…"

"Come on, stop shouting. Isn't your throat sore? Since our young master dared to come to Sweden, that shows that there is no threat to him here. By the way, the Interpol you called here are having tea in my young master's room."

At this point, in a five-star hotel in Sweden, a handsome yet cruel-looking man was leaning against the window and looking at several men tied on the sofa. Seeing them wake up slowly, he walked over to them with a smile and said, "Hi, Mr. Smith, we meet again."

Seeing himself all bound up, Smith glared at the man. "Jayce!"