Another beautiful woman

After all their hard work smashing down one wall, another wall appeared, and it was made of pure steel!

Even if they had hydraulic cutters, how long would it take to cut through this steel wall? And where would they find the electricity to power it?

Now, they felt as hopeless as they had felt excited.

"What do we do now?" Everyone looked to Devon, who furrowed his brows.

"This guy turned the villa into a fortress!" Devon sighed.

Many knew Eugene had bought and moved into the villa, having it renovated. But no one expected this level of defense.

Is this just a renovation? This is clearly constructing an impenetrable fortress.

While everyone was still lamenting, Eugene's voice came from behind the wall.

"It's the dead of night, not sleeping, banging on the wall here. Aren't you afraid of disturbing the neighbors?"

People were first startled but then shrugged it off. They had made so much noise; not only Eugene but even residents of nearby buildings would've heard.

"Eugene, if you have something to say, come out and say it!" Devon responded coolly, "You put a bounty on my head, right? I'm right here, come and claim it!"

Though the words sounded brave, Eugene was just one person. How many were they?

So, was this a challenge?

Eugene chuckled, "Devon, you do have the aura of a leader. My bounty not only didn't get your life but boosted your reputation. However, your people are just a motley crew. And secondly, I just didn't feel like increasing the bounty. Otherwise, believe me, your team would disintegrate immediately."

Devon laughed heartily, "Sure, keep thinking that way. The higher the bounty, the richer you are, and the more we gain when we capture and eliminate you."

"Why should we rely on your charity?" Eugene's tone was mocking, "Why not just take it ourselves? More loot for us!"

As a seasoned businessman, Eugene knew how to play on their desires. Why ask for charity when you can take it and get more?

The group's hesitant looks turned resolute instantly.

Eugene just smiled, wondering if Devon would still be this calm if he put a full feast on the table.

But he wasn't in the mood for such antics.

"Devon, I'm right here. How do you plan to get my resources?" Eugene asked with a smirk, "You can sweet-talk all you want, but relying on promises, will people always listen to you?"

Devon retorted, "So, you plan to hide like a turtle forever?"

His only option was to provoke Eugene into coming out on his own. Otherwise, there was no way.

Break through this steel fortress?

Impossible!

Eugene chuckled, "How about this, Devon? Let's make a deal."

"What deal?" Devon frowned, sensing trouble.

Eugene, not at all angered by Devon's attempts, remained calm. Whatever deal Eugene was proposing, it wouldn't be in Devon's favor.

Eugene smirked, "Since you're so righteous and care so much for your 'brothers,' how about letting your woman come in to entertain me? In return, I'll give each of you a pack of instant noodles and a bottle of purified water. How's that?"

This time, the ball was in Devon's court.

Previously, Devon had offered his mistress to Eugene. Was he serious?

Clearly not!

With four bodyguards, he must have planned to ambush Eugene when he opened the door. Once he had Eugene, the entire villa would be his. Why bother with negotiations?

So, when Eugene publicly proposed to trade for his lover, it naturally put Devon in an awkward position.

But how did Devon manage to unite those people before? What kind of image did he project?

Loyalty!

Follow him, and he'd surely lead them all to safety and a better life. Now, there's an opportunity: let your woman spend a night with someone else, and each of them would get food and water. Are you willing to sacrifice for your brothers?

In normal times, who would dare make a billionaire boss "sacrifice" like that?

But now, well, even a billionaire boss is just an ordinary person. So, Devon was just using his charm to deceive everyone. If you're asked to sacrifice for your brothers, would you refuse?

Isn't that a betrayal of his image?

You say I talk the talk, but what about you?

Devon's face turned pale; Eugene had outsmarted him. He glanced at his mistress, who held their son a bit tighter and shook her head.

She's not that kind of woman!

But looking at the others, none of them doubted, all with hopeful eyes on Devon.

Devon took a deep breath and loudly said, "Alright, I agree!"

"No, I don't agree!" His mistress quickly objected.

Devon whispered, "Don't make a scene! I'm just tricking him to open the door. Once he does, we'll capture him. You won't suffer any loss! Do you think I'd let another man touch my woman?"

Only then did she nod.

Devon shouted, "How do we make the trade?"

Eugene smiled, "Have your woman move closer to the wall, let me see clearly. If she's not pretty enough, I won't be interested."

"You can see and hear through that hole?" Devon asked in surprise.

Devon's mistress handed their son to him and moved to the hole in the metal wall, allowing Eugene to see her face and figure clearly.

"Eugene, you..."

Before Devon could finish, a door silently opened on the metal wall. Eugene swiftly pulled the mistress towards him, firmly in his grip.

Damn!

This guy never intended to trade. He'd tricked Devon into handing over his woman!

Devon was furious, but his bodyguards were quick to react, rushing forward to attack Eugene.

Capturing Eugene would not only mean getting the mistress back but also gaining control of the villa.

Eugene smirked, now holding a water gun.

No one saw how Eugene produced a water gun, but that didn't matter because Eugene had already "fired."

Splat! Water bullets shot out.

"Ah—!" Even professional bodyguards couldn't dodge water bullets.

These weren't just water; they were icy and spicy, how strong the toxin was!

The pain was unbearable, and they writhed on the ground, screaming in agony.

"Anyone else?" Eugene held the water gun in one hand and the mistress by her hair in the other, her struggles futile.

Devon looked shocked.

His four bodyguards were professionals, yet Eugene had defeated them with just a water gun.

How could he believe this?

What to do?

If even professional bodyguards were defeated, how could he expect a motley crew to turn things around?

Impossible.

Devon gritted his teeth, but kept his expression calm, and said, "Now that you have the person, where is the food?"

In this way, he can still pretend - I didn't fall for your trick, I just completed the deal with you.

This is trying to save as much respect as possible.

Eugene laughed, then with one force he pulled the beautiful young woman into his arms and asked, "What's your name?"

The young woman bit her red lips before spitting out: "Delia."

Eugene paused: "Devon has given up on you, how do you feel?"

This is murderous and heartbreaking.

Delia naturally looked at him with resentment. If looks could kill, I believe Eugene would have been killed by her many times.

Eugene ignored her, but looked at Devon and smiled: "I'll try the goods first, and then the deal will be completed. I always keep my word, and I haven't made any exceptions yet, so you just wait. "

After that, he took Delia and retreated into the villa. When he opened the door, the door closed automatically, and it was a tight seal. There was no trace at all. Even the hole just now was closed, as if it didn't exist at all.

Therefore, it is obviously wishful thinking to think of using fire attacks, flooding, and smoke to make Eugene give in and have to escape from the villa.