Chapter 348 President Jiang, calm down!

A group of burly men in black suits with cold expressions swarmed in, and to everyone's shock, they were all holding handguns!

"If you don't agree today, don't even think about walking out of this door!" Lee Hyun-ki roared, his face twisted.

"All of you are staying here!"

This sudden turn of events left the sisters, Lee Ji-yeon and Han Ji-eun, pale with fright; they clung to each other, trembling uncontrollably.

However, faced with this tense, murderous scene, Jiang Jing suddenly chuckled.

The laugh was soft, yet filled with undisguised contempt and disappointment.

"Tsk, I thought you might come up with something new." Jiang Jing shook his head, his tone tinged with boredom.

"After all that, it's still the same old coercion and bribery. No creativity at all; it's truly disappointing."

The moment he finished speaking!

"Swish!"

Zhou Wanqin, Lin Hong, and the other male members of the security team standing behind him drew their handguns with lightning speed.

No warnings, no hesitation.

"Biubiu..."

Crisp gunshots instantly rang out through the enclosed conference room.

Like the sweep of the Grim Reaper's scythe.

Several of the Yixing Group thugs holding guns didn't even have time to raise their weapons before blood blossomed across their foreheads or chests.

Without so much as a groan, they collapsed backward, entering a deep, permanent sleep.

The entire process happened in the blink of an eye—clean, precise, and ruthless!

Zhou Wanqin, Lin Hong, and the others stood with their guns drawn, their eyes cold as frost, their muzzles steady, aimed directly at the Yixing Group executives led by Lee Hyun-ki.

The icy murderous aura they exuded made the temperature in the entire conference room seem to plummet.

For them, protecting Jiang Jing was the highest directive.

Any target that dared to threaten Jiang Jing's life, regardless of their status or background, was on their hit list.

As for any potential international disputes caused by the shooting, that was not their concern; those would be handled by people at higher levels.

Their only mission was to ensure Jiang Jing left unharmed.

Lee Hyun-ki and the executives behind him were stunned, staring at the sudden turn of events and the dark, death-dealing muzzles pointed at them.

The ferocity and smugness on their faces instantly froze, replaced by pure terror and disbelief.

"How could they have guns?!"

"They... how could they dare to shoot?!"

"Doesn't the Dragon Country have strict controls even on knives? How are they equipped with such advanced firearms, and how is their marksmanship so precise and ruthless?!"

"Are these guys bodyguards or special forces?!"

Lee Hyun-ki's mind went blank, and his legs began to buckle uncontrollably.

He and his pampered executives were experts at playing power games and suppressing rivals in business, but they had never experienced such a real, life-or-death situation.

Staring at the corpses on the ground, still oozing blood, and smelling the thick scent of iron in the air, their desperate survival instinct instantly broke them.

"D-don't... don't shoot! Calm down! Everyone, stay calm!" Lee Hyun-ki's voice trembled visibly, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

He raised his hands high, forcing a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

"M-Mr. Jiang, there's been a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! We... we were just having a business negotiation. Disagreements are normal; there's no need... no need to escalate this to using weapons, right?"

He tried to diffuse the tension, his voice pleading: "Besides... a shooting here would have terrible consequences! It would cause a serious international incident! It's not good for anyone! Please... please don't be impulsive!"

Jiang Jing watched his pathetic, cowardly display—having shifted from arrogant to obsequious in an instant—and found it utterly ridiculous.

"Oh? A misunderstanding?" Jiang Jing raised an eyebrow, his tone full of mockery.

"Didn't you just say yourself, Chairman Li, that if we didn't cooperate, you'd keep us all here? What's the matter? Forgot already?"

Lee Hyun-ki flushed bright red, choked by Jiang Jing's words, wishing he could just disappear into a crack in the floor.

He stammered in defense: "I... I was just... just joking, trying to liven up the atmosphere... Mr. Jiang, you're a magnanimous person, please don't take it to heart..."

Even he didn't believe his own words, and his voice trailed off.

Jiang Jing looked at his shameless, cowardly appearance and gave him a look like he was watching an idiot.

Does he think he can fool a three-year-old with that?

Lee Hyun-ki's scalp tingled under Jiang Jing's contemptuous gaze; knowing he was in the wrong, he didn't dare say another word.

Although he was a young master of Yixing Group who could call the shots in South Korea, he cherished his life above all else.

He didn't dare to gamble.

He didn't dare to gamble on whether Jiang Jing and his team of killing machines would truly disregard the consequences and wipe them all out right there.

The conference room fell into a deathly silence, broken only by the heavy, fearful breathing of those present and the faint sound of blood pooling from the bodies on the floor.

Lee Ji-yeon and Han Ji-eun clung to each other, their faces pale.

However, seeing that Jiang Jing had the situation under control, they weren't quite as terrified, though they still didn't dare to look at the people "sleeping" on the floor...

Jiang Jing leaned back in the large executive chair, his gaze sweeping over the Yixing Group executives opposite, who looked like birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring.

Especially Lee Hyun-ki, whose face was ashen. Jiang Jing only felt a wave of boredom.

He had originally held some expectations, wanting to see what kind of tricks this guy could pull.

And the result?

First, the clichéd honey trap, then the unoriginal coercion and bribery, and finally, the crude, appalling resort to brute force.

"That's it?" Jiang Jing muttered to himself. "I haven't even had a chance to show off my monstrous physical strength, and my incredibly cool nano armor hasn't even made an appearance, yet you've already folded?"

"You guys are too fragile. This is so boring."

He couldn't be bothered to waste any more breath on these people and began to calmly consider how to handle this mess.

Just let them go?

That would be letting them off too easily!

From Lee Ji-yeon's honey trap to luring him to South Korea, and finally the blatant use of force, Lee Hyun-ki and the Yixing Group's intentions were utterly sinister.

Their goal was to seize his core secrets.

This kind of behavior really annoyed Jiang Jing.

If he just let them go so easily, he felt his mind wouldn't be at ease, and he'd probably wake up in the middle of the night feeling frustrated.

So, kill them all?

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Jiang Jing shook his head and dismissed it.

It wasn't because he was soft-hearted, but because the consequences were too troublesome.