Chapter 1641: Slapping His Face with Strength

When has Ling Yu ever suffered such humiliating grievances?

Now, not only must he find the real data and documents, but he must also make those who dared to exploit them pay the price!

Ling Yu clenched his fists, his face turning livid.

Xie Wanyi, however, was very calm, only saying indifferently, "It is because our skills are inferior that we were schemed against."

"But if anyone dares to scheme against me, they must be made to know the price of provoking me! The Wang Family, is it? Just watch me destroy them!!"

The target of Ling Yu and Xie Wanyi's operation this time was the Wang Family.

Boss Wang was indeed hospitalized, and the person who came forward to cry about their misery was Boss Wang's grandson.

Xie Wanyi crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.

Seeing the ferocity and ruthlessness in Ling Yu's eyes, he asked, "What else did you find?"

Don't say that, there really was a new discovery.

Ling Yu didn't just investigate the data; he also took the opportunity to look into that grandson of the Wang Family.

At this moment, he raised his eyebrows and shared with Xie Wanyi:

"The Wang Family's grandson owes a lot of debt, and part of the company's assets have already been taken to pay it off. It's quite possible that before we even got there, the data had already been swapped by him for money! It's just our bad luck that we were a step slow and were used as pawns by others!"

The more Ling Yu spoke, the angrier he became, and by the end, he began to grind his teeth.

Xie Wanyi had also suspected that there was a problem with the data before they took action.

Otherwise, with the methods the two of them possessed, it would have been impossible not to discover it.

After pondering for a moment, Xie Wanyi reached a conclusion: "That data must still be in the hands of the Wang Family."

"Is it impossible that it was sold?"

"They likely haven't had the time yet, otherwise they wouldn't be making such a big fuss. He is doing this to pressure the buyer, hoping to get a good price."

Ling Yu raised an eyebrow, feeling that Xie Wanyi's analysis was very correct.

The next second, he flexed his fingers, his smile filled with eagerness: "It's easy to handle once there's a target!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yu entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

He didn't even care about eating, burying his head in his work.

There had originally been wisps of steam above the cup of instant noodles.

But slowly, the steam vanished completely, and in the room, only the sound of Ling Yu typing on the keyboard, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, could be heard.

Suddenly, amidst this sound, an electronic tone appeared.

It was the ringtone of the phone Xie Wanyi often used.

The phone was custom-made, and the ringtone was monotonous and dull.

Every time Ling Yu heard it, he couldn't help but complain.

He said this sound was like a cheap electronic toy, buzzing and crackling, especially ear-piercing.

Xie Wanyi, however, never took it to heart.

He put down what he was busy with and answered the call.

After a few simple words, he hung up the phone with an expressionless face and said to Ling Yu, "A new mission has arrived."

Ling Yu looked up in astonishment and asked, "The previous mission hasn't been completed yet, how come a new one has arrived!?"

"Someone else has taken over the previous mission; we now need to obtain a City Planning Tender."

"What kind of nonsense is this? I could get that in a minute! But handing over the previous mission to someone else is equivalent to us failing the mission!"

Ling Yu was roaring, his eyes slightly reddened.

And what he said, how could Xie Wanyi not know?

But Xie Wanyi did not speak.

His silence, however, allowed Ling Yu to slowly calm down.

He looked sideways at Xie Wanyi and asked, "What are you thinking? Do you really intend to hand over the mission?"

Xie Wanyi looked up, his eyes bright: "No, we will do both missions together."

This expected answer made Ling Yu raise an eyebrow.

Then he said with a half-smile, "That's the Xie Wanyi I know! But, who made the decision? The old fogey from the West Hall?"

"Mm."

This answer made Ling Yu snort, and he added with a murderous tone, "I knew that old thing wouldn't miss a chance to kick us while we're down!"

"From this, it is evident that the tender is not easy to obtain, otherwise it wouldn't have been handed to us."

"Understood, but that won't stump us! The old fogey wants to see us make a fool of ourselves; this time, we'll slap his face with our strength!"

After a brief moment of annoyance, Ling Yu was filled with endless fighting spirit.

And this reaction of his was also within Xie Wanyi's expectations.

The two had been partners for many years.

They had a tacit understanding between them.

What choice the other would make, the other could mostly guess.

But there were exceptions, for instance... that delicate young lady next door was an exception.

Though this exception was tinged with a bit of romance.

Having been on missions for so long, Ling Yu had never seen Xie Wanyi take a special interest in any girl.

The situation this time... was somewhat interesting.

In Xie Wanyi's heart, however, there was not a hint of romance.

At this moment, his expression was somewhat serious.

He knew that some struggles had already moved from the shadows into the light...

The Organization that Xie Wanyi and Ling Yu serve is called Wuyou Hall.

Here, as long as you can afford the price, you can buy any information you want.

To outsiders, this looks very much like a hacker organization.

In reality, it is not.

They do not only use the internet to steal when gathering information.

They can also disguise themselves, infiltrate the interior, use coercion and bribery, and so on; they have many methods.

Because they have a great reputation and are credible, even if their background is not clean, there are officials who will cooperate with them.

Therefore, to outsiders, this Organization seems increasingly mysterious.

But no matter how mysterious an organization is, there will be power struggles within it.

Xie Wanyi and Ling Yu are top-tier Task Hunters in the Organization.

And Xie Wanyi is even deeply trusted by the Hall Master.

In recent years, the Hall Master's health has been getting worse, and he wants to find a successor.

Rumors began to spread that the Hall Master wants to hand this position over to Xie Wanyi.

This makes the West Hall Master very unhappy.

Wuyou Hall is divided into the East and West Halls.

The West Hall Master and the Hall Master built Wuyou Hall together back in the day, so he is considered a founding member.

Now that the boss is stepping down, he won't give the position to the brother who built it with him, but instead wants to give it to a green kid?

The West Hall Master is naturally displeased.

He even treats Xie Wanyi as a thorn in his side.

But Xie Wanyi has absolutely no interest in that position.

After these years of non-stop fighting, he is also tired.

He has a premonition that if the fighting continues, the Organization will sooner or later fall apart...

Xie Wanyi was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke to Ling Yu: "When the mission ends, why don't we quit the Organization."

Ling Yu cursed, thinking Xie Wanyi was having a fit.

But after a while, he slowly raised his head and asked: "Are you serious?"

"Mm."

"You brat, what are you trying to do?!"

There was weariness in Xie Wanyi's eyes: "With your strength, you can forge a future on your own; don't be dragged down by the Organization."

As soon as Ling Yu heard this, he understood what Xie Wanyi meant.

Immediately, he frowned and shouted with dissatisfaction: "I'm not leaving; I'm still waiting for you to become the boss so I can ride your coattails and show off!"

"You know that I have never cared about these things."

"So what if you don't care? When the time comes, you will have to take it on; you can't avoid it! Unless... you leave with me."

Xie Wanyi did not speak, only pressed his lips together tightly.

Seeing him like this, Ling Yu showed no surprise, as if he had long known what choice he would make.