The killing intent on Chen Jiadong was something Jin Biao had sensed long ago.
This time he came, he didn't plan to go back empty-handed.
Jin Biao is not a fool. Following someone like Chen Jiadong, he was well-prepared in advance.
In this line of work, who the hell doesn't have a couple of tricks up their sleeve?
Jin Biao actually kept such a move hidden behind his back, which truly made Chen Jiadong see him in a new light.
Chen Jiadong's expression changed slightly, looking unwell.
The situation reversed.
The other side had been smug before, but now, he turned as cold as frost.
"I've made many backups of this recording. If I don't make it back, these recordings will be made public."
Jin Biao smiled smugly.
One has to admit, Chen Jiadong is a cunning old fox, quite calculating and shrewd.
But no matter how skilled Chen Jiadong might be, he couldn't outplay him.
Jin Biao came this time with full confidence.
If not, he wouldn't act like this.
