New Century Group Headquarters, downstairs.
Xu Youwen pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. With a certain degree of elegant demeanor, he raised his eyes to look at the pitch-black New Century Building in front of him.
Beside him, the subordinates from the Xu Family's security company surged toward the building's main entrance like a tide.
"Second Young Master, the team at the building's back entrance is already in position. Additionally, the people split from the Yang Family have entered through the underground parking entrance; now the opponent would find it difficult to escape even with wings."
The speaker was a middle-aged man with a square face and a knife scar on the left side, carrying a certain aura of severity.
Xu Youwen heard this and the corner of his mouth curved up.
"Uncle Lei, it's the first time we're making such a grand spectacle to deal with one person, right?"
Xu Lei turned his head towards Xu Youwen and nodded: "Yeah, it really is the first time."
