Hurricane Group was a family-based firearms organization . Its three chief commanders—Gong Jie, Li Yanxi, and Yi Lan—were legendary figures, especially Gong Jie .
Being a top brass and a tycoon of that international group, he controlled North American and European firearms markets and was fully in charge of the affairs of the European market . In short, he was pretty much a rigorous person .
While he was the rumored crown prince of the group, his father, Gong Shaoying, was said to have single-handedly founded it . The former smuggling giant was now the firearms king, who controlled half of the firearms market in the world .
He was only twelve years old when he first started out in this trade . His father, for the sake of training him, tasked him with the North American market . It took him only three years to become a formidable figure, who could undertake the task alone .
Now, in his twenties, he was already the group’s leader with his cold-blooded and unique means .
He was also a core member of the organization’s ‘Deva Eye’ project .
He had a highly skilled mercenary group under him; in fact, the group’s Mercenary Paradise was originally created by him .
He was quite a legendary figure .
Yun Tianyou frowned slightly .
Isn’t he the person in charge of the European market?
Why is he here?
The boy could not help feeling puzzled .
Agent Li smiled with a raised brow at his puzzlement . “Hurricane Group probably wants to find out more about sir, so they sent that big shot over to your side . ”
“Where are they now?”
His man answered, “Messer Private Airport . ”
“Let’s go . ” The boy’s lips arched nonchalantly . “I shall meet this rumored big shot . ”
Messer Private Airport .
By the time the two arrived there, a military cargo aircraft had already landed steadily at the airport .
Over a dozen mercenaries alighted from the aircraft; each was scrawny and fully armed .
When the boy stepped out of the car, he heard the deafening sound of the helicopter’s rotor from overhead .
Upon raising his head, he saw a military helicopter circling slowly in mid-air for several rounds before landing steadily on the tarmac .
Five mercenaries successively alighted from the opened hatch . A young man in a military-style coat then slowly made his way down the aircraft a moment later .
Yun Tianyou’s gaze shifted to him .
The young man’s snow-white military coat fluttered in the strong wind . His white military suit made him appear tall and slender .
White suited him very well; he looked very British in his white ensemble .
The boy registered his handsome appearance when he raised his face slowly .
Initially, he thought that Gong Jie was of European descent .
Never did he expect that he was from the East .
His clean-cut silver hair made his face look slim . The arc of his jaw, especially, was as beautiful as a brushstroke .
Akin to a refined knife carving, the man had a finely sculpted face with his exquisite and angular features .
The man had handsome brows, as well as cold, beautiful, and narrow star-like eyes, which had hints of evil madness and arrogance in them; his eyes were distinct sans any impurities like ink and wash painting .
When he smiled, his lips would arch perfectly, giving off an unruly feeling .