Chapter 175: Chapter 0175 Phantom Organization_1
 

Pop, pop!

Gunshots rang out, and two security guards in the hall had just drawn their guns when their heads exploded from a single shot.

The precision of the shooting startled everyone present, causing a wave of screams.

Most people dropped to the ground, not daring to lift their heads for fear of becoming targets; the exhibition hall instantly descended into chaos.

“Get down, don’t pop up.”

Ye Xiong pulled Yang Xinyi, Ye Yangyang, and Tang Ning under a display cabinet to hide.

“Wow, a robbery, there’s a show to watch,” Tang Ning exclaimed excitedly.

The three of them were exasperated. This girl truly was looking for trouble; didn’t she understand the gravity of a life-or-death situation?

“Brother-in-law, you have another chance to show off,” Tang Ning giggled. “I’m waiting for you to start slaughtering in all directions.”

“Shut your mouth, and stay down. Without my order, nobody moves. These aren’t ordinary people,” Ye Xiong said.

“You know them?” Tang Ning asked with interest.

Ye Xiong ignored her and furrowed his brow deeply.

He did not recognize the three individuals before him, but their attire suggested they were the notorious Phantom Trio from the dark criminal organization, as rumored.

The Phantom Trio was known as the most mysterious criminal organization in the country.

The organization consisted of three leaders, whose real names were unknown to anyone.

The Boss appeared to be a scholar-like businessman, gentle and refined on the surface, but was the coldest and most ruthless. To avoid exposing his whereabouts, he wouldn’t even spare children. Cunning by nature, he planned and orchestrated every operation and was the top leader of the Phantom Organization.

Old Second was said to be a mercenary with a wealth of combat experience, precise shooting skills, and remarkable ability to assault and retreat, providing the strongest fire support for the Phantom Organization.

The third leader was a woman, a peerless master obsessed with martial arts, skilled in using the Flying Dagger. With a dagger in hand, she was deadlier than others with a gun.

Their complementary strengths had allowed them to execute numerous major crimes in Huaxia.

The multimillion-dollar cash transport heist in the southwest; the gold trading center heist in Shanxi, all were their handiwork.

This organization had a distinctive trait: they rarely took action.

Whenever they struck, they would plan for a long time and then hide after a successful operation, sometimes staying out of sight for years, which caused the Huaxia authorities a great deal of trouble.

The Dragon Group had once dispatched experts to investigate, but to no avail.

Unexpectedly, they had now set their sights on the jewelry exhibition.

The Boss stepped into the center, looking at the frightened crowd like a teacher instructing students, speaking in a composed and genteel manner, “Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for the disturbance. I assure you that as long as you cooperate with us, we will not harm a hair on your heads.”

“We are only after wealth, not interested in taking lives. However, if anyone dares not to cooperate…” The Boss fired a shot into the chest of a man who was reaching for his phone, then continued, “I will have to send him to meet the Yama King.”

The crowd, startled by the shot, screamed in terror.

A middle-aged woman standing beside the dead man, watching someone die right before her eyes, screamed hysterically, driven to the brink of insanity.

Pop!

She was shot in the head.

The Boss continued, “I forgot to mention something, I particularly dislike noise, so I hope you all can be a bit quieter.”

Everyone around was silent now; even if they were scared, they covered their mouths tightly to prevent themselves from screaming.

“Thank you for your cooperation. We are just here to take some things and then we’ll leave.”

With a wave of his hand from the Boss, Old Second led five or six subordinates to raid the exhibition hall.

They smashed the glass of the display cabinets and collected the jewelry; soon, the valuable pieces on display had been taken away.

Suddenly.

Old Second’s gaze fell upon the display case at the very center of the exhibition hall, and his pupils dilated.

Inside, there was a necklace, a diamond ring, and a large jade bracelet.

After glancing at the introduction above, even Old Second, who had seen countless treasures, couldn’t help but be shocked.

Ocean’s Necklace: Belonging to the Russian royal family, authorized for exhibition, not for sale.

South African Diamond Mother: Owned by the Bengal royal family, authorized for exhibition, not for sale.

Shang Dynasty Jade Bracelet: Owned by the group, not for sale.

Old Second didn’t know the value of the other items, but the Shang Dynasty Jade Bracelet was rumored to have been bought by Ye Yuandong for tens of millions at an international auction. And that was more than a decade ago—who knows how many times its price had multiplied since then?

Bang! Bang!

Old Second violently smashed the glass, but it wouldn’t break.

He drew his gun and fired, but the bullets couldn’t shatter it either; the display case turned out to be made of high-precision bulletproof glass.

“Boss, come here,” Old Second called out.

The Boss came over and upon seeing the three extraordinary treasures, he was moved.

“Bulletproof glass, can’t get it open,” Old Second said.

The Boss turned around and swept his gaze across the room, asking, “Who can tell me how to open this damn thing?”

There was silence all around, no one answered.

“Mr. Ye Yuandong, the chairman of Jianghai Group, which one of you is him? Please step forward,” the Boss shouted.

In a corner.

Ye Yangyang’s fists clenched tightly as he called out to Ye Xiong, “Brother, they’re going to capture Dad.”

“Let them capture him, he deserves it.”

Next to him, Tang Ning pouted and said resentfully, “It would be best if that old bastard got shot and died, then my brother-in-law would be the heir to Jianghai Group.”

“Tang Ning, what kind of talk is that?” Yang Xinyi scolded, “Ye Yuandong is Ah Xiong’s biological father no matter what, how could he stand by and watch him die?”

“Has he ever fulfilled his responsibility as a father? Dumping his daughter at school, letting his step-daughter bully her—what kind of cold-hearted father is that?” Tang Ning retorted.

“Didn’t you hear what he said just now? He didn’t even know Yangyang was suffering at school. When he heard about Yangyang’s hardship a moment ago, he even slapped Ye Tongtong hard,” Yang Xinyi said.

“He’s afraid his son won’t let him remarry, so he sends his son to the military to suffer. Is that what a father does?” Tang Ning continued.

“He sent Ah Xiong to the military to temper his will. Although I don’t know what Ah Xiong was like before, judging only from how he beat up those who bullied his sister, stormed into the school to curse the teacher, and stormed into the board meeting to beat up Ye Yuandong, his temper was definitely not mild before. Look at Ah Xiong now, after a few years in the military, how much calmer has he become?”

“If it was the old him, the moment he caught Dong Xuan earlier, he would have already snapped her neck and ended up in jail,” Yang Xinyi countered.

“Anyway, he’s no good.”

“Many things can’t just be seen on the surface.”

The two women whispered their discussion, completely unaware that Ye Xiong was staring intensely at the center of the room, his gaze flickering ceaselessly.

The camera returns to the scene.

“I’ll ask one more time, which one of those present is Chairman Ye Yuandong?” the Boss continued to ask.

“I am.”

Ye Yuandong stood up and walked briskly out from the crowd to the center of the room.