Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Chapter 320 Chopping Minced Meat

"Your fight just now was broadcast live the whole time."

"Huh? It was all streamed live? Who's doing the live stream for me?" Han Che was completely bewildered. Wasn't it supposed to be that there would be no audience for his life?

"That's right, not only in China, but globally, the buzz has completely exploded."

"Although we don't know the specific content of the meeting, we speculate that it should be related to this matter." Xiaobai smiled bitterly, but there was no joy in his expression.

"It's because you two are too amazing. The whole world knows that you two can kill more than a dozen people. They even held a special meeting to praise you," Qiu Ying said sarcastically.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. Your performance is part of the reason, but it's definitely not enough to warrant a meeting of this scale."

"It should be noted that high-ranking officials from the Dragon Soaring Club and Phoenix Cry Club, as well as some government leaders and people from the United Nations, attended the meeting."

"I guess there's another very important reason, which is your opponent..." Xiaobai's expression wasn't very good.

"Half an hour ago, Uncle Li replied to my message. The director of the Casual Players Association who might have been suspected of deliberately giving the Clown Gang special access has been identified."

"Isn't this a good thing? Those scoundrels finally got their comeuppance," Han Che said in a deep voice.

Xiaobai shook her head. "I don't know..."

"What do you mean 'don't know'? Isn't it a good thing that they found out?" Han Che was a little confused.

"The person was already dead when they were found..."

"Dead?" Han Che's eyes widened; this was completely unexpected.

"He took poison and died half an hour before law enforcement arrived at his home. He died cleanly, and all the evidence broke the moment he died."

Han Che fell silent. In such a short time, even a fool could see that something was wrong.

This is not suicide out of fear of punishment; it is clearly murder to cover it up.

Han Che was about to continue speaking when the conference room door was pushed open again.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw two rows of men in black standing neatly in the corridor outside the door, their postures upright and their faces expressionless.

Afterwards, the five people entered the conference room from among them and walked steadily down the aisle directly towards the stage.

As the group took their seats, the atmosphere in the conference room noticeably became tense.

The people who had been chatting quietly in twos and threes all fell silent, their eyes fixed on the stage.

The meeting officially began. Han Che and Xiao Bai exchanged a glance and then stopped talking and listened attentively.

As the co-pilot in black said, the meeting was indeed of a very high standard.

The meeting was chaired by a man who looked to be in his late thirties or early forties. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and a well-fitting white shirt, and appeared quite capable.

He spoke with a slight bow, his tone carrying just the right amount of respect.

He first gave a brief introduction to the attendees. When he spoke of the people on stage, he slowed down his speech and enunciated them much more clearly.

Han Che finally recognized the faces on the stage.

The middle-aged man in the very center, who is overweight and balding, is Zhang Jun, the official head of dangerous areas in the Dragon Kingdom.

This was quite different from what Han Che had imagined. He had thought that someone of this caliber would be imposing, but he actually looked quite amiable, like the kind of middle-aged man you'd nod and say hello to if you met him at the market.

To his left was a short-haired woman in a suit skirt, with a serious expression and a commanding presence. She was introduced as Su Lingyi, the representative of the United Nations Dragon Country.

On the right was a familiar face, Uncle Li, the president of the Sanren Association.

Two more people sat on either side, the chairmen of the Dragon Soaring Club and the Phoenix Cry Club, respectively.

The fact that the top representatives of these two clubs were able to attend and sit at the same table with official leaders demonstrates the official status of these two clubs and shows that they were given ample face by both sides.

Han Che's gaze swept across the stage, finally settling on the chairman of the Longteng Club. There was no other reason than that the man had silver hair, making him stand out on the stage.

The silver-haired man sat upright, his hands folded on the table, his fingers long and clean.

Han Che felt that the face looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he had seen it before.

Just as he was pondering this, the silver-haired man suddenly tilted his head, his gaze piercing through most of the conference room before landing precisely on Han Che.

Their eyes met in mid-air. Han Che's heart skipped a beat for no reason. The man's gaze was neither warm nor cold; he simply looked at him quietly for two seconds before casually looking away.

Before Han Che could think about it, he felt another gaze fixed on him.

He turned his head and saw Su Lingyi squinting at him. Her eyes held a complex mix of scrutiny and curiosity, but Han Che also keenly sensed a subtle hostility.

Han Che frowned, about to look away, but then he noticed that the eyes of several leaders on the stage had all fallen on him.

Within seconds, he felt as if he had been struck by several beams of light at the same time, and he felt extremely uncomfortable sitting in the chair.

The feeling of being scrutinized from above, like an object, sent chills down his spine.

Fortunately, that pressure disappeared quickly.

The host, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, cleared his throat and tapped the table twice lightly with the folder in his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are two main topics for this meeting. First, we will review the recently concluded live broadcast of Operation Zero Dam. Second, we will discuss the joint training program proposed by the United Nations. Now, let's begin the first item on the agenda, where I will brief you on the basic situation."

He opened the folder in front of him, his voice calm and unhurried, each word clear and distinct.

"An investigation revealed that the participants in the recently concluded Operation Zero Dam were Han Che and Qi Yuzhe, members of the 78 Club, as well as 16 members of the American Joker Gang."

"The entire operation was broadcast live globally by members of the Jokers."

"In this operation, 4 people were successfully evacuated, 13 people failed to evacuate, and 1 person got lost."

"Two of them fell into a coma after the failed evacuation and were confirmed brain dead after unsuccessful resuscitation efforts at the Central Hospital."

"Brain death?" Han Che frowned. Just as he was about to think about it more deeply, the next sentence from the stage shattered all the thoughts in his mind.

"One of them, whose real name was Jin Hai, was the initiator of the 78 Club escort mission. He was attacked in the square area after the evacuation, and was shot three times and stabbed eighteen times. He died on the spot."

Han Che listened from below the stage, his scalp tingling, his mouth slightly agape, his eyes wide, and his mind buzzing. "Jin Hai? Boss Jin? That fat guy is dead?"

Han Che's heart sank. He remembered clearly that Boss Jin had come out less than a minute earlier than him and Qi Yuzhe, almost at the same time.

Three shots and eighteen cuts, is this murder or butchering?