A Big Shot’s Woman Is Wild and Fierce - Chapter 577

Chapter 577: Negotiation? More Like Two Old Friends Catching Up

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“I’ll explain it to you when we get home,” Wen Xin said, looking into Mu Chengxi’s dark, puzzled eyes. She gave him a light smile; He had the kind of adorable expression only he could make in such a tense moment.

The men surrounding Wen Xin’s car seemed to have realized the person they were dealing with was incredibly dangerous. They took an involuntary step back after confirming that their comrade had no pulse.

At that moment, a bearded foreign man respectfully approached Wen Xin’s car window and knocked gently three times. “I apologize for my subordinate’s rudeness. We caught up with you because we have something important to discuss. You can name your terms. What conditions would make you willing to release Geng Zewei and his group?”

Recognizing the familiar voice and the slightly awkward Chinese, Wen Xin quickly identified the man outside her window. It was Lukas, the man she used to get information from before their cooperation broke down. His presence here was certainly interesting.

“Do you want them? You should be more concerned about whether you can leave here safely today,” Wen Xin said with a light laugh, her tone arrogant.

Turning to Mu Chengxi, she raised an eyebrow, “When will your people arrive?”

Mu Chengxi’s expression stiffened slightly at her question. He blinked at Wen Xin and said, “You ran in this direction without arranging for backup?”

“I thought you had already notified people to come,” Wen Xin replied, laughing softly at his unpreparedness. It seemed neither of them had made any arrangements.

“Seeing how confident you were, I assumed you had called for backup. I misunderstood. But it’s okay; we can still call for help now,” Mu Chengxi said, reaching for his phone to make a call.

However, before he could dial, Lukas spoke again, “Isn’t it too late to call for backup now? Our goal isn’t to harm you. We just want to take Geng Zewei. If you let us take him, we’ll leave you unharmed.”

Lukas didn’t want to cause trouble in Beijing. His sole objective was to retrieve Geng Zewei, with no other intentions.

“Geng Zewei isn’t in Beijing anymore,” Wen Xin stated. Since they were unprepared, she decided to negotiate directly. Prolonging the standoff wouldn’t be beneficial.

Without hesitation, Wen Xin pushed open the driver’s door and jumped out of the car, her clear eyes locking onto Lukas. Her bold move startled Mu Chengxi, who quickly followed her, keeping a protective stance in front of her.

Wen Xin gently squeezed Mu Chengxi’s hand to calm him, scratching his palm to signal that everything was under control. She turned her attention back to Lukas, her gaze cold and steady.

“Geng Zewei and his men are no longer in Beijing. If you show enough sincerity, I can arrange for them to be sent to you, but I can’t guarantee whether they’ll be dead or alive. After all, he’s offended people from Continent M,” Wen Xin said.

Lukas was taken aback by Wen Xin’s calm demeanor. He hadn’t expected this young woman to be so fearless, even with so many guns pointed at her.

“What kind of sincerity are you looking for? We can discuss it,” Lukas said, signaling his men to lower their weapons as a gesture of good faith.

“First, tell me how you pinpointed me as your target. How did you know you could get Geng Zewei from me?” Wen Xin asked, her tone shifting from casual to serious.

“When Geng Zewei was captured, he activated a micro-camera. One of the images included you. His sister, Geng Qiu, recognized you and provided us with all your information, so we targeted you,” Lukas explained, lighting a cigarette and taking a puff. “Is this explanation satisfactory?”

Lukas felt that this situation resembled a conversation between old friends rather than a negotiation.

“A micro-camera? I didn’t expect Geng Zewei to have such a device. You can take him, but you owe me a favor. Remember to repay it if we meet again,” Wen Xin said.

For three days, Wen Xin had got no useful information from Geng Zewei’s group and was ready to let go. Lukas’s appearance provided an opportunity to settle the matter and gain a favor.

Lukas was surprised by Wen Xin’s straightforward agreement to hand over Geng Zewei. Just then, a bright light from the highway approached rapidly, blinding everyone momentarily. Seizing the moment, Mu Chengxi pushed Wen Xin into the car’s back seat, jumped into the driver’s seat, and drove away from the encirclement.

As they sped away, gunfire erupted behind them. Wen Xin glanced at Mu Chengxi through the rearview mirror, sighing softly.

“Your escape was quite fast. There was no need for that. Lukas doesn’t have the guts to cause trouble in Beijing,” Wen Xin said, her relaxed tone easing Mu Chengxi’s tension.

“You know him?” Mu Chengxi asked, his voice hoarse from the earlier tension.

“I wouldn’t say I know him, but we’ve collaborated before. He’s the one I told you about who gave me tips,” Wen Xin replied, climbing into the front passenger seat. She propped her chin on her hand, smiling gently at Mu Chengxi’s worried expression.

“I knew he wouldn’t act rashly, which is why I got out of the car. Those men surrounding us included some of your Fifth Uncle’s people, aren’t they?” Wen Xin said, her sharp eyesight catching the detail.

Mu Chengxi nodded, looking at Wen Xin with admiration. “Yes, this area on the outskirts is a Mu family base.”