God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 259 - 276: Game of Life and Death

"Where is the person?"

Fang Yi arrived and, upon hearing the "good news" Shen Binnan told him, he forgot his original purpose.

Shen Binnan’s lips curled into a smile, playfully saying, "I don’t know."

"..."

Fang Yi, still holding his chair, seemed determined to fight the man who proposed to Shen Binnan.

Shen Binnan picked up a cup from the desk, took a sip, and seeing Fang Yi still holding the chair, said, "Why are you still here? Why don’t you go and duel that man?"

That made Fang Yi put down the chair, and he flopped down onto it, lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, and replied, "Not going now. I’ll just wait here for that guy to come."

Shen Binnan gave an "Oh" and asked, "So, what’s this good news you came to tell me? Let’s hear it?"

Reminded by Shen Binnan, Fang Yi recalled his reason for coming, his eyes twinkling as he said, "Good news, huh? I am sure you’ll be thrilled to hear it."

Shen Binnan said, "Stop beating around the bush, just say it!"

"There’s a bomb in the company."

"..."

The smile on Shen Binnan’s lips suddenly froze.

"You... can you repeat that?" This time it was Shen Binnan who stood up, hands on the desk, looking down at Fang Yi.

"I said, there’s a bomb in the company," Fang Yi seriously insisted.

Silence followed, and more silence...

After a long while, Shen Binnan slightly tilted her head, changing her angle to look at the guy in front of her, and said, "You wouldn’t have come up with this because you’re jealous, right?"

Fang Yi lazily responded, "Yeah, I’m jealous. If you dare accept that man’s proposal, I’ll blow up Longtu Group. If we can’t live together on the same year, month, and day, then we might as well die on the same year, month, and day."

Shen Binnan gripped a pen that was sandwiched in a document on the desk, her slim and white hands holding it tightly as she glared at the shameless man before her.

"Don’t look at me like that, I’m just this shameless," Fang Yi said without any remorse.

"You couldn’t have really fallen in love with me, could you?" Shen Binnan asked, minutely examining Fang Yi’s eyes.

"Uh... well..."

With a cigarette in one hand and supporting his chin with the other, Fang Yi, his legs still crossed, said with a smile, "Yes, I’ve truly fallen for you. Now tell me, have you fallen for me?"

"No!"

Shen Binnan answered decisively.

"Not even a little?" Fang Yi disbelieved.

"Yes, not even a little!"

"Fine, then let’s die together," Fang Yi said nonchalantly.

Shen Binnan was truly infuriated, teeth clenched, as the man before her spoke words that seemed both true and false, leaving her utterly unable to discern the truth.

Just then, the phone on Shen Binnan’s desk suddenly rang.

Shen Binnan answered and turned on the speaker.

"Hello... may I speak to President Shen Binnan?"

This was spoken in English, especially the ’hello,’ which was drawn out long and strange, by a clearly Western man.

Shen Binnan’s expression turned serious as she looked towards Fang Yi.

Although the two had been bickering just now, at this moment they both regained their seriousness with great tacit understanding. Fang Yi nodded to Shen Binnan, who took a deep breath and then responded in English,

"Yes!"

"Is it really President Shen Binnan? That’s wonderful, I never thought I would get to hear Miss Shen’s voice, it’s really pleasant to hear," the caller said in an almost moaning tone.

"Who are you?" Shen Binnan asked in return.

"Me? Well, then I will introduce myself over the phone, Miss Shen. My name is Raguel, expressed as Raguel in Xuan Cang’s language, from the dark country, twenty-six years old, birthday is..."

The caller was Raguel. Shen Binnan hadn’t heard of him, so she appeared somewhat indifferent, but Fang Yi felt some ripples in his heart, not expecting Raguel to call Shen Binnan.

Shen Binnan didn’t continue the conversation nor did she interrupt Raguel’s self-introduction, allowing him to keep talking. Shen Binnan leisurely picked up some documents and started to make corrections.

Fang Yi watched the woman in front of him and couldn’t help but find it a bit amusing; he hadn’t expected her to be quite mischievous.

Raguel seemed to have a thick skin, talking for at least several minutes. Finally, he stopped, noticing something was off since he was the only one speaking, which compromised his position in this one-sided performance.

At that moment, Shen Binnan finally said into the phone, "Respectable Mr. Raguel, may I ask if you are done speaking?"

Raguel immediately responded, "Oh, oh, yes, I’m done! Miss Shen!"

With a cold expression, Shen Binnan said tersely, "Although I don’t know how Mr. Raguel you managed to call my office phone, nor do I know the purpose of your call, if that’s all you have to say, I think there’s no need for us to continue."

"Oh! Please don’t hang up, beautiful Miss Shen, I want to discuss a business deal with you," Raguel’s voice rose significantly.

"Speak!" Shen Binnan was terse.

"Miss Shen, I wonder if Mr. Fang is by your side?"

Shen Binnan glanced at Fang Yi across from her and said, "He is."

It seemed Raguel chuckled, then said, "That’s good, then I won’t beat around the bush. Miss Shen, become my woman, and I will spare Mr. Fang’s life."

This statement was very direct and to the point.

Shen Binnan’s expression changed, stunned as if she had just heard the news of the company going bankrupt.

Meanwhile, Fang Yi’s expression was even more expressive; the cigarette butt he was holding nearly fell. Fang Yi extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it in the trash, then he waved at Shen Binnan and pointed to the chair, gesturing for her to sit down.

"Miss Shen, is this news too sudden, leaving you at a loss for a response? It’s okay, I..."

"Consider my ass!" Fang Yi cursed out loud.

This time, it was Raguel’s turn to be silent.

After a few seconds of silence, the voice spoke up again, "Mr. Fang?"

Fang Yi replied indifferently, "No need for pleasantries, so you are Raguel, one of the seven Angels of the God of Killers Organization, but tell me... Are you really ’Skyshit’?"

Fang Yi referred to ’Skyshit’ using Xuan Cang-style English—’Skyshit.’

"Mr. Fang, you really have a sharp tongue," Raguel’s tone suddenly turned cold.

"To those who want to kill me, I am never gentle," Fang Yi responded assertively.

On the phone, Raguel coldly said, "As the target, Mr. Fang, you are incredibly calm, which I truly admire. You truly deserve the title of the ’Strongest Fugitive’ globally, but personally, I believe Mr. Fang you will fall with this title."

Fang Yi disbelievingly said, "Really?"

"Of course!"

Raguel’s tone suddenly became sinister, "Mr. Fang, let’s play a game."

Fang Yi raised an eyebrow, "Oh?"

A cold proposition echoed over the phone, "I want to play a life-and-death game with you, Mr. Fang. I die, you live; you live, I die. How about it, Mr. Fang, are you game?" free𝑤ebnovel.com

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