Traitor

Ye Chen looked at the coordinates on his phone and smiled coldly. 

"The nation provides the foundation for our business to thrive and grow. When faced with any forces that want to destroy the stability of Huaxia, there is no need to show mercy."

River City Harbor Hotel, Presidential Suite 1801.

Two wretched looking foreign men were sitting on the sofa smoking cigars, each holding a sexy woman in their arms.

There was also a bespectacled young man kneeling in front of them. Behind the young man stood five men with crew-cut hair and sharp weapons hanging from their waists. Their backs were ramrod straight and their gazes were cold.

These five were obviously warriors or soldiers of some sort.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy.

The two wretched men picked up the wine glasses on the table and drank.