bayedsolid Chapter 280 The Beauty and the Boss's Love and Career (33 words)
Chapter 280 The Beauty and the Boss's Love and Career (33 words)
Everyone present was put on pause by these words, and the entire gambling area fell into a deathly silence, as if time had frozen.
"The boss?! The legendary boss of the dungeon?!"
These words were like a bombshell, creating a huge uproar in everyone's hearts.
Those around were stunned by those two words.
The injured gamblers, who were still groaning in pain, also endured the pain and dared not make a sound.
The busy subordinates also stopped what they were doing, standing still and not daring to breathe.
"real or fake?
Could this be the elusive boss who's always on the lookout?
In the crowd, some people were screaming wildly in their hearts, but on the surface they could only pretend to be nonchalant, not even daring to glance around.
"He's just the person in charge, how could it be such a coincidence that the boss would suddenly appear here?"
Some people, clinging to a sliver of hope, muttered to themselves, trying to convince themselves that it was just a misunderstanding.
However, their eyes betrayed their tension and unease.
He would steal glances at the figure slowly walking in from time to time, his eyes filled with awe and fear.
Countless thoughts, like bullet comments, flashed through everyone's minds.
But everyone knows that any disrespect towards this mysterious boss could lead to death.
Life is your own; no one wants to become a victim of the advanced weapons in the dungeon.
Therefore, they all put on a respectful appearance, their bodies trembling slightly, but they tried their best to maintain a humble posture and dared not overstep their bounds in the slightest.
The person addressed as "boss" simply gave a faint "hmm," his voice low and calm, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
The boss was wearing a custom-made black shirt with exquisite patterns embroidered in subtle thread, and the collar was unbuttoned.
The outfit may seem ordinary, but on him it makes him appear extremely noble, exuding an aura of authority with every gesture.
The deputy team leader quickly greeted the two people next to the boss, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace:
"Hello Mr. Luo, hello Mr. Jun."
This Mr. Luo gives off the vibe of a mercenary.
He also has a conspicuous scar on his face, which extends from the corner of his eye to his chin, making him look quite fierce.
He crossed his arms over his chest, exuding a ruthless aura that suggested he had spent years licking blood from the edge of a knife.
Just standing there quietly, it made people hesitant to approach.
Upon hearing the deputy team leader's greeting, he simply nodded slightly and let out a low "humph" as a response.
Mr. Jun, on the other hand, has the feel of a soldier.
He was young, with a youthful spirit, but every move he made demonstrated discipline and a sense of responsibility.
He stood ramrod straight, as firm and sharp as a pine tree, his gaze sweeping over the chaotic scene around him.
Upon hearing the greeting, he responded politely with a smile:
"Thank you for your hard work. How's the situation here going?"
His voice was steady and powerful, carrying a reassuring strength.
The deputy team leader bent over at a ninety-degree angle, responding to Mr. Jun's inquiry with trepidation:
"Mr. Jun, thank you for your concern!"
We have brought all relevant personnel at the scene under control; none of them have escaped.
The team leader is currently leading a group of people to search for the person who caused the damage.
"Don't worry, we will absolutely not let him escape our grasp!"
As he spoke, he kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand.
The sweat dripped down like beads from a broken string.
The boss had a cold expression and his gaze was almost tangible as he slowly swept over the messy gambling area. Wherever he went, the air seemed to freeze.
Finally, his gaze settled steadily on the deputy team leader, and the oppressive feeling instantly made the deputy team leader's legs go weak.
The boss parted his thin lips slightly, his voice low yet carrying the weight of a thousand pounds:
"Tell me, what's going on?"
The deputy team leader was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground.
He dared not delay for a moment and immediately told his boss the results of his interrogation, in great detail.
He spoke very quickly, and his voice trembled noticeably:
"He's incredibly skilled; he injured many of our brothers, which is why the situation got so out of control..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but secretly glance at his boss's expression.
Seeing the boss's terrifyingly calm expression, she felt even more anxious and almost burst into tears.
Good heavens, is this the legendary 'calm before the storm'?!
As soon as he finished speaking, the deputy team leader hurriedly handed the tablet in his hand to the boss.
The tablet was playing surveillance footage, with chaotic scenes flashing across the screen.
The boss watched the monitor quietly, his right hand unconsciously tapping the table rhythmically, each tap feeling like a blow to everyone's heart.
He didn't utter a single word throughout, but that silence was more chilling than any words could be spoken.
Everyone around held their breath, afraid to make a sound, lest they disturb the boss.
Mr. Luo stood to the side, the scars on his face appearing even more grotesque in the dim light.
He scoffed dismissively, his eyes seeming to say that all of this was nothing but a joke made by incompetent people.
Mr. Jun, on the other hand, remained calm, his gaze politely not fixed on the monitor, his expression blank, as if he were deep in thought.
The surveillance footage flickered continuously, presenting the entire terrifying chaos that had just occurred.
The sounds of tables and chairs being overturned, people's screams, and fighting seemed to overflow from the screen.
In the scene, Yun is agile and moves as if he were in an empty space.
With a few leaps and bounds, he knocked down those who tried to stop him, charged into the gambling area, and rescued Ruan An.
The boss saw all of this, and he just stared at it quietly.
His eyes were fixed on Yun Sui's figure on the screen, while his right hand continued to tap the table unconsciously.
The rhythm was slow yet steady, each movement seemed to be measuring something, or accumulating some kind of power.
The surrounding air seemed to have been sucked out, making it so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the boss, trying to catch a glimpse of any emotion on his calm, expressionless face.
But the boss was like a towering iceberg, completely unmoved, making it impossible for anyone to fathom his thoughts.
When the surveillance footage played automatically and began to show the chaotic scene for the third time, the boss finally seemed to snap out of his reverie.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a barely perceptible sharpness flashing in his gaze, and slowly spoke:
"...Did that person run to the outskirts of the gambling area?"
The deputy team leader, who had been on edge the whole time, trembled so badly when he heard the boss's question that he almost knelt down on the ground.
He nodded hurriedly, his voice becoming somewhat shrill with nervousness:
"Yes, boss! Yes!"
After causing chaos in the gambling area, he fled towards the outskirts, but our men have completely surrounded the area; he can't escape even if he had wings!
The boss nodded slightly.
A moment later, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
This smile, however, made those around her feel a sudden tightness in their hearts, as if an even more violent storm was about to break out.
The boss paused for a moment, his tone remaining calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority:
"Go and do something for me..."
The deputy team leader looked puzzled and couldn't help but wonder:
What exactly is this boss up to?
But he dared not ask any further questions and could only bite the bullet and reply:
"Boss, what...why is this?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted them and wished he could slap himself twice.
I told you not to talk back, I told you not to talk back, I told you not to talk back! You said the wrong thing!
The deputy team leader hurriedly nodded and bowed:
"The boss is brilliant!"
I'll get right on it and make sure it's done perfectly!
After saying that, he rushed out as if he had received a pardon, afraid that if he was even a second later, he would displease his boss.