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The two were talking when Yang Fei suddenly grabbed Long Xia's shoulder.

"Don't talk."

Long Xia immediately shut his mouth.

At nine o'clock, a sharp-faced man was quietly making a phone call.

"Boss, Chen Ke from Yalan International has arrived."

"This woman is really something, she quieted the crowd as soon as she showed up."

"Only one news outlet got through, our brothers are busy making hotline calls..."

"Okay, we'll cause more trouble, but attacking Chen Ke is risky, I'm a bit scared."

"Fine, for a hundred thousand bucks, let's do it."

...

Long Xia and Yang Fei's senses were extremely sharp.

The two of them heard every word the sharp-faced man said and exchanged a smile.

Long Xia's smile carried a sense of ferocity.

"Brother Fei, you guessed right, there are indeed people stirring up trouble."

Yang Fei chuckled.

"Check around, see how many of them there are?"

"Then grab them and drag them off the scene."

At this moment, the scene became even more chaotic.

Many people were throwing beer bottles, garbage, and eggs onto the stage.

Chen Ke stood explaining calmly to the agitated crowd, protected by a few security guards.

The sharp-faced man kept his eye on Chen Ke on the stage, quietly reaching into his pocket.

In his pocket was a homemade gunpowder pistol, very short-barreled, colloquially known as a sand spray.

This thing was loaded with a mix of iron pellets and gunpowder; once shot, the pellets would scatter.

The gun wouldn't kill.

But with so many iron pellets hitting a person's face or body, it could disfigure or disable them.

Yang Fei quietly approached the sharp-faced man.

From the man's strange movements, he sensed the danger.

Just then, Yang Fei's phone rang; it was from Mad Blade.

Over the phone, Mad Blade chuckled with a touch of smugness.

"Brother Fei, Fan Yi and I found the cause of the chlorine leak."

"Someone deliberately opened the valve, so this chlorine leak incident is man-made."

Yang Fei's eyes were fixed on the sharp-faced man: "Did you catch the person?"

Mad Blade laughed twice.

"Caught him, the guy's a worker from the chlorine workshop."

"Damn it, that bastard's got no conscience."

Yang Fei was not surprised.

He quietly instructed Mad Blade: "Good, interrogate him."

"Find out who ordered him to do it, track down the mastermind."

Mad Blade was eager: "Okay, no problem."

The sharp-faced man's hand remained in his pocket, his expression grim.

At eleven o'clock from the sharp-faced man, two men were loudly cursing.

Behind them were two cardboard beer boxes.

These two guys kept throwing empty beer bottles at the stage in quick succession.

On the stage, more than ten bodyguards defended against the debris and trash being hurled from all directions with their shields.

Chen Ke's complexion turned pale, but she still insisted on standing there, urging the crowd to stay calm with a loudspeaker.

Long Xia and another Changfeng bodyguard approached the two big men throwing beer bottles.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Changfeng bodyguards had also quietly approached those deliberately provoking trouble.

Long Xia slightly raised his hand, bending his fingers one by one.

As the last finger bent, his hand swung down sharply.

A dozen Changfeng bodyguards suddenly sprang into action.

Each was like a leopard hidden in the brush, striking like lightning.

Long Xia circled behind one of the men and chopped at the back of his neck.

The man instantly collapsed without a sound.

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Long Xia supported his body and then helped him retreat toward the outskirts of the crowd.

Meanwhile, the other Changfeng Bodyguards also knocked out their respective targets in virtually an instant.

They supported these fallen guys, retreating rapidly out of the crowd.

Accurate, swift, silent, covert and venomous…

This operation was the first organized and targeted action by Changfeng Bodyguards following their training at the base.

The whole event did not exceed thirty seconds.

All the troublemakers hidden among the crowd, who deliberately provoked the situation, were knocked out and silently dragged out of the area.

The sharp-nosed big man's hand was always in his pocket, clutching that homemade sand spray.

This thing was available on the black market, cheap but prone to accidental discharge and barrel explosions.

Apart from desperadoes like the sharp-nosed big man, few people would purchase it.

Suddenly, the sharp-nosed big man felt something was amiss.

His constantly bickering and cursing comrades seemed to fall silent all at once.

And the bricks and beer bottles coming from all directions also seemed to have disappeared out of nowhere.

The sharp-nosed big man knew the situation was not good.

He violently pulled his hand out, trying to draw the sand spray from his pocket to create greater chaos.

However, at that moment, his wrist tightened, caught by a strong and powerful hand.

Using all his strength, the sharp-nosed man could not break free.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, he rapidly turned around, only to see a pair of shining eyes staring coldly at him, like stars.

The man facing him had a nasty smile on his face, but his eyes were exceptionally cold.

The sharp-nosed man shivered, knowing he had been discovered.

His other hand quickly drew a Dagger.

But before he could stab with the Dagger in his hand,

the person suddenly chopped at the back of his head with a single palm.

Instantly, the sharp-nosed man's vision went dark, and he collapsed, unconscious.

With these troublemakers gone,

the work of Chen Ke and the factory executives became extremely effective.

The emotions of some of the provoked crowd were controlled.

And Chen Ke's serious yet sincere apologies and compensation assurances caused most people to start leaving.

In a short while, the area in front of the gate thinned out considerably.

The truck blocking the gate was also driven away with a rumbling sound.

More journalists arrived at the scene in droves.

These reporters came in news vans, and some even brought live-broadcast equipment to the site.

In the past year, Yalan International had become an incredibly notorious name, emerging as the most dazzling new star in the fashion industry.

Endorsement by the superstar Xu Zhiqing, along with various commercial performances, pushed the fame of Yalan International to its peak.

Any news regarding Yalan International was groundbreaking and sensational.

So, when these media professionals received news of a Yalan International employee blockade causing a disturbance,

they flocked to the site as if drawn like flies to blood, desperate to get there.

On the way, many more journalists continued to rush toward the incident site.

However, this time they were destined to be disappointed.

The public relations crisis at Yalan had been nipped in the bud before it even began.

The response from Yalan International was as rapid as thunder.

The matter had been subdued before it could escalate.

Watching the large number of journalists arrive, only to leave in disappointment,

Chen Ke's heart pounded uncontrollably, relief mixed with residual fear.

Too dangerous!

If this scandal had been captured by journalists and broadcasted through various media,

it would have immediately caused an uproar in the business world.

The negative impact related to Yalan Fashion's brand was something that simply couldn't be measured in money.

Relieved, Chen Ke suddenly remembered the dozen or so people in the crowd who had been stirring up trouble.

How had they suddenly become so quiet for no apparent reason?

Remembering Yang Fei, who had mysteriously disappeared,

Chen Ke instinctively felt that this matter definitely had something to do with Yang Fei.

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