What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

Directly opposite the Su Group Building.

This is an office building that is not yet fully completed.

The rooftop terrace was bathed in blazing sunlight.

There are no obstructions here.

The scorching sun relentlessly baked the cement ground.

The air was filled with the smell of burning.

Two men were crouching behind a low wall at the edge of the rooftop.

One of the men was wearing a camouflage vest and flip-flops.

It was none other than Ye Fan, the "Dragon King" who had previously fled in a sorry state.

He was covered in sweat, and his camouflage vest was soaked through and clung tightly to his body.

But he didn't care at all.

His eyes were fixed on the top floor of the Su Group building across the street, and he held up a black military-grade high-powered binoculars.

This isn't one of those toys on the market that's just for fooling kids.

This is a war trophy he captured on overseas battlefields. It was very expensive and even has infrared imaging capabilities.

Even if they are hundreds of meters apart, even if they are separated by a layer of bulletproof glass.

He could also see most of the scene in the office across the street.

Lying beside him was Ye Fan's right-hand man, codenamed "Iron Hand".

At this moment, Tie Shou was holding a parasol, shielding Ye Fan from the sun.

"Dragon King, shall we retreat first?"

Tie Shou wiped the oil and sweat from his face, his voice slightly weak.

"The sun is too strong. If we stay in this sun any longer, we'll get heatstroke."

"Shut up."

Ye Fan didn't turn his head, his voice cold and hard.

"If you can't even endure this little hardship, how can you achieve great things?"

"Back then, I lay in ambush for three days and three nights in the extreme cold without even blinking. This is nothing compared to what I've accomplished!"

Iron Hand dared not speak.

He could only grimace and continue holding the umbrella.

But in my mind I was ranting and raving.

That was to kill the enemy leader back then.

What now?

Now it's all for spying on other people's female CEOs.

Can this be the same?

This level of quality has suddenly dropped to the Mariana Trench, okay?

Ye Fan had no idea what his subordinates were thinking.

His entire attention was focused on the field of view of the telescope.

The camera slowly pans.

Passing through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the Su Group.

They locked onto that spacious and luxurious CEO's office.

The image is a bit shaky, but still clear.

At this moment.

Inside the office.

The woman who haunted his dreams and whom he vowed to conquer was sitting behind his desk.

Su Feiyan is dressed very professionally today.

A white shirt and a black suit exude a strong sense of asceticism.

But Ye Fan's gaze did not linger on Su Feiyan for long.

Because he saw another person.

Lu Li.

That damn pretty boy!

That gigolo who only knows how to climb the social ladder by relying on women!

The culprit who made him lose face in front of Shen Weilan!

At this moment, Lu Li was standing next to Su Feiyan.

The two were very close.

So close that you could touch the tip of the other person's nose with just a slight tilt of your head.

"Shameless!"

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and squeezed out four words.

But that wasn't what really bothered him.

next second.

He witnessed a scene that horrified him.

Su Feiyan extended her hand.

That jade hand that could turn the tide in Jiangcheng's business world.

That hand that he wasn't even qualified to touch.

They actually clasped hands tightly together.

Their fingers are intertwined.

Perfectly fitted.

Ye Fan's breathing became heavy.

His chest heaved violently, like a bellows being pulled.

"What is she doing?"

"How could she do that?"

"She's my fiancée! Although we haven't officially engaged yet, it's only a matter of time!"

"How dare she be so intimate with another man behind my back?"

Ye Fan felt as if a vast green grassland had grown on his head.

In the lens.

Su Feiyan did not let go.

She even had to flip through the documents with one hand.

In Ye Fan's view, this was nothing short of blatant flirting.

It's a trick involving office romance.

This is trampling on his dignity as the Dragon King!

"Those two scoundrels..."

Ye Fan's eyes reddened.

The flames of jealousy burned wildly in his chest, threatening to reduce his reason to ashes.

Followed by.

Even more exciting scenes are coming.

Su Feiyan took out a wet wipe.

She began to wipe Lu Li's hands.

The movements were so gentle and delicate.

It even carried a hint of careful protection.

Ye Fan was stunned.

His mind began to race uncontrollably, filled with wild imaginings.

Why did Su Feiyan wipe Lu Li's hands?

Could it be because...?

What dirty stuff is on Lu Li's hands?

What kind of dirty things need to be carefully wiped with a wet wipe?

Could it be...?

Something exploded in Ye Fan's mind.

As a highly skilled physician, he was extremely familiar with the structure of the human body and certain physiological activities.

In a private space like an office.

A lone man and a lone woman.

Pulling and tugging.

In addition, there's the cleanup work afterwards.

All the clues connected pointed to a truth that he could not accept.

"No!!!"

Ye Fan let out a low growl.

Click.

The military binoculars in his hand were worth tens of thousands of US dollars.

At this moment.

It bore pressure that it shouldn't have to bear at its age.

The hard alloy shell was directly deformed and twisted under Ye Fan's terrifying grip.

The lens shattered.

Sharp shards of glass pierced Ye Fan's palm.

Fresh blood flowed out from between his fingers.

It dripped onto the scalding hot cement floor.

It quickly evaporated into a dark red mark.

Iron Hand was startled.

"Dragon King! Your hand!"

He quickly dropped the parasol and tried to rush forward to bandage the wound.

"Get out of here!"

Ye Fan pushed Tie Shou away.

He couldn't feel the pain in his hands at all.

These physical injuries are insignificant compared to the pain in my heart.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the glass window opposite.

If looks could kill.

That bulletproof glass had long since shattered into dust.

Just then.

Lu Li on the other side seemed to have noticed something.

Or perhaps you're tired from work and want to relax your eyes.

Lu Li turned his head and looked out the window.

Coincidentally.

The direction he was looking was precisely at the unfinished building where Ye Fan was.

Their gazes met.

Across hundreds of meters of empty space.

They collided.

Lu Li had a lazy smile on his face.

That was the pleasant feeling of having just enjoyed Su Feiyan's hand-wiping service.

But in Ye Fan's view...

The smile had taken on a different meaning.

That's not a laugh.

This is mockery!

This is a provocation!

This is blatant showing off!

"He's looking at me."

Ye Fan's voice was as cold as a stone pulled from an ice cellar.

"He knows I'm here."

"He did it on purpose."

Iron Hand paused for a moment.

He looked at the distance between the two.

It's several hundred meters away.

If a normal person doesn't use binoculars, they're lucky if they can even see someone on the roof of the building across the street.

How could you possibly see the expression?

Moreover, how did the other side discover us when we were hiding behind the wall with only our heads showing?

"Dragon King, perhaps this is just a coincidence..."

Iron Hand muttered something under his breath.

"coincide?"

Ye Fan sneered.

"There aren't that many coincidences in this world."

"Look at the way he looks at me."

"He's making fun of me."

"He's telling me that Su Feiyan is his, and I'm just a rat hiding in the gutter."

Ye Fan became more and more excited as he spoke.

He was completely absorbed in his own logical loop.

This is the Dragon King's confidence.

Everything can be imagined.

Everything is targeted.

"Okay, very good."

Ye Fan casually tossed away the binoculars that had turned into scrap metal.

He stood up straight.

He let the blood drip from his hands.

A cruel expression appeared on his face.

That was the expression he would only show when he was about to reap the lives of his enemies on overseas battlefields.

"Lu Li, right?"

"Since you're courting death, don't blame me for being impolite."

"I was hoping you could live a couple more days, but it seems you can't wait a moment longer."

Iron Hand felt a chill run down his spine when he saw Ye Fan's appearance.

he knows.

The Dragon King is getting serious.

The last time the Dragon King showed this expression was a year ago.

The warlord of that small African country and his entire family were thrown into a crocodile pit.

"Dragon King, shall we just charge straight in?"

Iron Hand asked.

He touched the dagger at his waist, somewhat eager to try it out.

Although the other side had security guards and special police.

But given his and the Dragon King's skills, it wouldn't be impossible for them to force their way in and kill someone.

However, the consequences will be very troublesome.

After all, this is China.

It is a society governed by the rule of law.

"idiot."

Ye Fan glared at him.

"Killing is the worst method."

"I want more than just his life."

"I will ruin his reputation."

"I want to make him look like a complete clown in front of Su Feiyan."

Iron Hand scratched his bald head.

"So... what should we do?"

Ye Fan did not answer.

He turned around, his back to the Su Group building.

Hands behind back.

She struck a mysterious pose, despite wearing a vest and slippers and her hands still bleeding.

But he felt that his current aura must be two meters and eighty centimeters tall.

"It's time to put the medicine I prepared earlier to use."

Ye Fan's lips twitched upwards slightly.

He flashed that signature crooked smile.

"I want to embarrass him in public."

"I want to make him lose control of his sphincter muscles."

"I want him to pull down his pants in front of Su Feiyan."

Iron Hand: "..."

His mouth dropped open.

Looking at the majestic Dragon King before him.

For a moment, they were speechless.

Is this what they mean by "ruining the other party's reputation"?

Is this the legendary "ultimate revenge"?

Make someone pull your pants pocket?

This is so... down-to-earth!

"What? Is there a problem?"

Ye Fan glanced at him sideways.

"No...no problem!"

Iron Hand quickly shook his head.

"The Dragon King is wise!"

"This move is absolutely devastating, it's like cutting off their lifeline and striking at their very heart!"

"If Lu Li ever undresses in public, President Su will definitely be disgusted with him!"

"Then, when you, Dragon King, descend from the sky, the contrast will be stark!"

Ye Fan nodded in satisfaction.

"This child is teachable."

"Go arrange it, and bring it to me later."

Iron Hand was taken aback.

"Dragon King, are you going to deliver it yourself?"

"Such a small matter can be handled by my subordinates."

Ye Fan snorted coldly.

"You don't understand."

"This kind of deep-seated hatred must be avenged personally to feel truly satisfied."

"And I also want to see it up close."

"The way that pretty boy struggled in despair."

Ye Fan raised his hand, looking at the bloodstains that had already congealed on his palm, his eyes filled with malice.

"Lu Li, I'll let you know."

What does cruelty mean?

What is social death?

He took out his phone.

I opened a food delivery platform app.

He skillfully typed in a merchant's name.

It was a milk tea shop called "Thinking of You a Little Bit".

But in reality, this is one of the dark web's contact points in Jiangcheng.

Ye Fan quickly typed a coded message in the notes section.

I'd like a bubble tea with 50% sugar and no ice.

Add a Splatoon combo meal.

[Delivered to the president's office of the Su Group.]

[Deliveryman: Dragon King.]

Click to place an order.

Ye Fan put away his phone and turned to look at the towering building across the street.

The sunlight shone on his face, making his smile appear even more ferocious and distorted.

"Enjoy your final moments of peace."

"Wait a minute."

"I'll make you feel like you're in heaven."