Chapter 144: The Traitor's Final Destruction

After reading the document, Dai Shiya tapped the paper with her fingertips, making a crisp sound, one by one, as if tapping on everyone's heart.

The air around seemed to freeze, the birdsong disappeared, and even the wind held its breath.

Dai Shiya's eyes were like torches, and her sharp eyes swept through every corner of the garden, as if she could see through all disguises.

"I knew it would not be so simple." Her tone was cold, with a barely perceptible chill.

The originally bright sunshine in the garden seemed to dim a little, and a murderous atmosphere spread, as if it was the eve of a decisive battle.

"Shiya, what should we do now?" Wei Qing's voice was a little worried, and she could feel the fierce momentum emanating from Dai Shiya.

"Since they want to play, then we will play with them to the end." Dai Shiya raised a cold smile at the corner of her mouth, and a firm light flashed in her eyes.

She gently placed the document on the stone table, stood up, and patted Wei Qing on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't let them succeed."

Dai Shiya returned to the office alone, her high heels tapping on the marble floor, making a crisp echo, and every step seemed to step on the enemy's heart.

The office was quiet, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

Dai Shiya stood in front of the French window, overlooking the entire city, with flashing neon lights and busy traffic, all of which had nothing to do with her.

She felt a huge pressure, like a tide, rushing towards her, almost drowning her.

The betrayal of the traitor and the approach of the mysterious force, all of which made her feel suffocated.

She knew that this was a war without gunpowder smoke, and if she was not careful, she would be doomed.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Now is not the time to panic, she must keep a clear mind to find a way out.

She walked to the desk and picked up the phone, "Notify all senior executives to hold an emergency meeting in ten minutes." Her voice was calm and firm, without a trace of trembling.

After hanging up the phone, she looked up at the family tree on the wall, her eyes fell on the ancient emblem that symbolized the family heritage, and whispered: "I will never let you destroy everything in the Dai family."

Suddenly, the door of the office was pushed open, and a figure flashed in, "Shiya, be careful!"

Wei Qing's exclamation made Dai Shiya alert instantly. She turned around suddenly, but saw a dark shadow holding Wei Qing hostage, with a sharp dagger against Wei Qing's neck.

The cold and shining blade reflected Wei Qing's terrified eyes.

Dai Shiya's heart sank suddenly, and a chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

"Don't move!" The man holding Wei Qing hostage shouted hoarsely, his voice trembling, revealing his inner fear and despair.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was crazy, like a trapped beast.

Dai Shiya forced herself to calm down, took a deep breath, and said in a cold tone: "What do you want to do?"

"Let me go! Otherwise I will kill her!" The man was emotional, and the dagger in his hand tightened a little bit. A trace of blood oozed from Wei Qing's fair neck.

At this moment, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and family members walked in one after another.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, and the conference room was instantly silent.

Dai Shiya's eyes swept over the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I know that some of you have betrayed the family and joined the mysterious forces. Now, I will give you one last chance. As long as you stand up now, I can forgive you for the past."

As soon as she finished speaking, whispers rang out in the conference room.

Some people looked hesitant, while others looked disdainful.

Dai Shiya did not urge, but just waited quietly.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

Finally, a man stood up, his face was pale, and his lips trembled: "I... I confess..."

With the first one, there was the second, the third...

Soon, more than a dozen family members stood up, their faces full of regret and fear.

Dai Shiya walked to the projector and projected a document onto the big screen.

It clearly recorded the evidence of the traitors' collusion with the mysterious forces, including the time, place, people, events, and even the recording of their conversation.

The evidence is irrefutable.

The traitors suddenly looked ashen and collapsed to the ground.

The originally tense atmosphere collapsed in an instant, replaced by cheers.

Family members surrounded Dai Shiya, expressing their admiration and gratitude for her.

"Shiya, you are so amazing!"

"It's great that we have you in our Dai family!"

Dai Shiya smiled slightly, suppressed the waves in her heart, but her eyes fell on the man who was still holding Wei Qing hostage.

She slowly said, "Now, what else do you have to say?"

The man's face was pale. He looked at Dai Shiya and suddenly laughed out loud. His laughter was shrill and crazy...

The dagger in his hand loosened...

The man's shrill laughter echoed in the conference room. The dagger slipped from his hand and fell on the marble floor with a "clang", making a harsh sound.

He closed his eyes in despair, as if he had seen his end.

At this critical moment, the door of the conference room was knocked open again, and a group of men in black rushed in with weapons. The sound of gunpowder suddenly rang out, breaking the silence in the conference room.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, stimulating people's sense of smell.

"Protect the lady!" The loyal bodyguards of the Dai family responded quickly, forming a human wall, protecting Dai Shiya and family members behind them, and engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the men in black.

Bullets whizzed past, leaving bullet holes on the wall, and sparks flew.

Dai Shiya's eyes were cold, without any fear.

She took a pistol from the bodyguard, calmly aimed, and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of gunfire echoed in the conference room. Every fallen black-clad man symbolized Dai Shiya's determination and strength.

Wei Qing also joined the battle. She was agile and shuttled through the rain of bullets. The dagger in her hand was like a venomous snake, accurately stabbing the enemy's vital points.

She and Dai Shiya cooperated tacitly, like two lightning bolts, and wherever they went, the black-clad men fell one after another.

The atmosphere of the battle was fierce and exciting, and

the morale of the Dai family members was high and unstoppable. They shouted slogans and bravely rushed towards the enemy, defending the honor of the family with blood and life.

"Shiya, be careful!" Wei Qing pushed Dai Shiya away, and a bullet flew past Dai Shiya's ear, leaving a deep bullet hole on the wall behind her.

Dai Shiya looked at Wei Qing gratefully, she clenched her pistol and continued to fight, her heart full of love for the family and hatred for the traitor.

The sound of gunfire, shouting and explosions intertwined together, forming a tragic symphony.

The conference room was filled with smoke and the pungent smell of blood, like hell on earth.

Dai Shiya led the family members to fight back bravely, step by step to force the black-clad man back.

Her figure was looming in the smoke, like a god of war, guarding the honor of the family.

At this moment, a black-clad man suddenly rushed out from the side and pointed his gun at Dai Shiya...

Wei Qing exclaimed: "Shiya!" At the same time, a figure stood in front of Dai Shiya...

The gunshots exploded in the silent conference room, but they were not aimed at Dai Shiya.

Wei Qing rushed over with all her strength and blocked the fatal bullet with her body.

Dai Shiya watched Wei Qing fall down, warm blood splashed on her face, and the world seemed to stop at that moment.

The flames of anger burned in her chest. She grabbed the pistol that fell to the ground and fired several shots at the black-clad man until the magazine was empty and the black-clad man fell to the ground.

Dai Shiya rushed to Wei Qing and hugged her tremblingly, "Wei Qing! Wei Qing!" Wei Qing opened her eyes weakly, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Shiya... I'm fine..." She raised her hand with difficulty and gently stroked Dai Shiya's cheek, "Promise me... to protect the Dai family..." After saying that, her hand fell weakly.

Dai Shiya, who was heartbroken, had a raging fire in her eyes.

She ordered a full-scale counterattack and personally led the family bodyguards and loyal members to eliminate the remaining men in black and the traitors lurking in the family one by one.

The sound of gunfire, fighting, and screams intertwined, and finally returned to peace.

In the smoke-filled conference room, only the cheers of victory from the Dai family members remained.

Dai Shiya stood in front of the French window, overlooking the brightly lit city night scene.

The family's crisis was completely resolved, and the industry resumed normal operation and prospered.

The clan members admired her, her name became the symbol of the family, and her decisions led the family to a more glorious future.

She felt an unprecedented sense of achievement and pride, as if she was standing at the top of the world.

The sun shone into the office through the French windows, shining on Dai Shiya's face, with a layer of golden light.

She was dressed in a white suit, elegant and capable, with a confident smile on her face.

She flipped through the latest financial statements, and the family's performance soared, and all indicators reached historical highs.

She felt a warm current surge in her heart, and her joy was beyond words.

The revival of the family is inseparable from the efforts and contributions of every member.

Dai Shiya convened a family meeting, thanked all members, and encouraged everyone to continue working hard to create a better future.

The meeting room was filled with laughter and full of vitality.

Dai Shiya looked at the smiling faces full of hope, and her heart was filled with joy and emotion.

Late at night, Dai Shiya stood alone in front of the window of the study, looking at the quiet night sky outside the window.

The stars were twinkling with charming light.

Although the family crisis has been resolved, she knows that behind the prosperity, there may be a greater crisis hidden.

She looked into the distance with a determined gaze, gently picked up an antique wooden box on the table...

and slowly opened it...