Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 587 Offense and defense are different! [1 more]

Chapter 587: 587 Offense and defense are different! [1 more]

Although the newcomer wore a pure black mask that completely covered their face, Fang Qingli could still recognize at first glance that this was Ye Wanlan.

The girl was dressed in a black skin-tight combat suit, her long hair tied up high in a ponytail.

Her whole body emitted a chilling aura, and the moment she stepped into this pure white room, it felt as if ice and snow had suddenly approached, drastically dropping the temperature.

To any completely uninformed bystander, she would appear to be a top-tier agent trained by some special forces.

"Who are you?" Brad exclaimed in shock and fury, unable to believe his eyes, he asked an extremely foolish question, "How did you get in?!"

This was a secret underground office area of the MN Group, which outsiders couldn’t possibly know without an internal employee guiding them.

Moreover, to be cautious, he had even brought in a whole team of mercenaries for security.

How could this extremely young woman have dealt with dozens of mercenaries without any of them noticing so much as a disturbance?

Brad gritted his teeth, preparing to immediately press the emergency button.

"Bang!"

A hand shot out horizontally and, relying on sheer brute strength, split the button in half.

Brad watched as the table split open down the middle, completely dumbfounded.

"..."

Ye Wanlan withdrew her hand, standing upright with an indifferent expression.

Following that, as if she could predict the actions of everyone else in the room, she waved her hand and released a wave of Inner Strength.

Another "thump" was heard as the door of the room slammed shut.

The faces of several MN executives instantly turned deathly pale, cold sweat covering their backs, making them tremble all over.

They had no martial prowess whatsoever!

"Thinking of leaving?" Ye Wanlan’s tone was even more indifferent, "Since you’ve come and welcomed us with such grandeur, it won’t be that easy to leave."

Brad couldn’t help but swallow repeatedly, feeling his calves start to tremble.

Although he couldn’t judge this woman’s martial prowess, he clearly understood that to infiltrate this place alone, she must be someone acknowledged even in the Global Center’s rankings.

To employ someone from the rankings wasn’t just a matter of money, it also required offering something of interest to them.

However, these ranked individuals all had peculiar temperaments, especially the "Deadly Poison Master," making it incredibly hard to offer them something of interest.

What power did Pulling the Sky have?!

Right in front of these MN executives, Ye Wanlan walked up to Fang Qingli, pulled out a dagger, and directly cut through the iron shackles.

Then, she took out a pill and shoved it into Fang Qingli’s mouth: "Do you have the strength to stand up?"

"Sister Lan, you arrived so quickly." Fang Qingli panted softly, "I was still thinking about how to delay further, but you’re already here."

Fang Qingli knew that Ye Wanlan had placed a tracker on her.

But she didn’t know when Ye Wanlan would return, so she had been prepared to be tortured.

After all, the people of the Global Center had no morals or laws; only fists harder than theirs could make them submit.

"They bound you to attempt a hostile takeover of Pulling the Sky Company," Ye Wanlan said with a faint smile, "Such an opportunity delivered to our doorstep, we must grasp it well."

Saying this, she turned around, her gaze sweeping past Brad and the others, then slowly stepped forward.

"Tap, tap, tap—"

The sound of footsteps in the empty pure white room was exceedingly clear, yet the building was exceptionally soundproof, with no noise from inside being audible on the outside.

That was one of the reasons Brad had brought Fang Qingli to this place.

But at this moment, they became fish on the chopping block.

"You’ve learned Shenzhou culture quite well," Ye Wanlan gripped Brad’s throat, forcing him to raise his head, "but I wonder if you’ve learned another ancient saying—"

Her voice paused, and a chilling intent arose: "The situation of attack and defense is different."

Brad, nearly 1.9 meters tall and a regular at gyms to maintain his physique, was terrified to discover that he was unable to struggle in Ye Wanlan’s grip.

"This... this is the Global Center!" Brad roared, his bravado hiding his inner timidity, "If you lay a hand on me here, you can forget about ever having a future in the Global Center!"

"Is that so?" Ye Wanlan smiled, "I’m naturally rebellious. The more you say that, the more I want to try."

Brad felt the fingers on his throat tighten, allowing him only to breathe with difficulty, unable to speak.

"Let’s go." Ye Wanlan dragged him along, "Qingli, send a message to the president of MN Group, I want to know what terms they plan to offer to exchange for their executive director."

Fang Qingli, having taken her medication, regained her strength, and upon hearing this, she was initially shocked, then promptly responded, "Yes!"

**

"Bang!"

Brad was thrown onto the ground by Ye Wanlan, along with several other senior executives, all bound hand and foot, unable to move.

Their situation was now even worse than Fang Qingli’s previous plight.

Upon hearing the noise, Shen Xinghe and Zhou Yixiang, among others, came out.

Upon clearly seeing the faces on the ground, Shen Xinghe was greatly shocked, "Brad Carter?!"

Brad Carter had a notable reputation in the fashion industry, often serving as a judge at various fashion shows.

Celebrities seeking haute couture from MN Group would also queue up to meet him.

Shen Xinghe had only seen Brad from a distance at a fashion show, at that time, she wasn’t even qualified to approach and talk to Brad.

But what was she seeing now?

This influential figure in the fashion world was trussed up and lying on the ground?

Shen Xinghe rubbed her eyes, still unable to believe what she was seeing.

"Who exactly are you?!" Brad felt an unprecedented humiliation, "Are you serving Pulling the Sky Company? Our MN Group can offer ten times the price!"

Ye Wanlan turned a deaf ear and asked Fang Qingli, "Have you made contact?"

"I’ve sent the email," Fang Qingli said. "But whether the president of MN Group will believe it, I’m not sure."

"They will." Ye Wanlan lowered her head, enjoying Brad’s fearful expression. "Otherwise, their executive director will disappear from MN Group."

Using the rules of Global Center certainly made things easier.

At that moment, at the headquarters of MN Group.

"Boss, there’s been an incident!" The secretary knocked on the door, his head covered in sweat, "Mr. Brad is missing!"

The chairman of MN Group, already over sixty years old, frowned upon hearing this, "What do you mean ’missing’?"

The secretary hesitated for a moment, then recounted the entire situation. Finally, bracing himself, he said, "But... it might be that he’s been captured by people from Pulling the Sky."

"Ridiculous!" The chairman of MN Group, unable to contain his anger, exclaimed, "The Global Ceremony is tomorrow, couldn’t he have endured a little longer? And even if he had to do it, he should have covered his tracks well, what is this now?"

The secretary was meek and dared not utter another word.

"Bleep—" a sound announced the arrival of a new email on the computer.

The chairman of MN Group hadn’t planned on attending to it, but upon seeing the title of the email, his complexion changed drastically, and he immediately opened it.

The letter contained only a few simple sentences, asking them to prepare sufficient items to exchange for Brad Carter and several other executives.

This was a provocation!

However, Brad Carter’s importance to MN Group was indeed very high; MN Group had no choice but to redeem him.

The chairman of MN Group, suppressing his anger, spoke sternly, "Contact Pulling the Sky Company, see what they want, but they must not be too greedy."

"Yes." The secretary nodded and dialed the phone number given in the email.

After three "beeps," the voice connection was made.

"This is the headquarters of MN Group," the secretary pressed the speakerphone, "You tell us, exactly what do you want in order to release Mr. Brad? Let me remind you, this is the Global Center."

The chairman of MN Group paced nervously beside.

The voice that came through was unexpectedly a woman’s, calm and collected, "That will depend on whether MN Group has enough sincerity."

The secretary glanced at the chairman of MN Group.

"This time, MN Group is at fault, we can help you develop in the fashion industry," the chairman of MN Group said coldly, "Don’t you just want to become a global luxury leader? This is an opportunity not to be missed."

He hoped that Pulling the Sky Company would see sense.

"Do you think your company sent someone to negotiate with us?" Ye Wanlan laughed coldly, "I’m not here to negotiate with you, I’m informing you, you only have the option to agree."

Now, at this table, no one had the right to negotiate with her.