Chapter 1164: Chapter 1163: The Favor Plan
"Good!" said the man with a gloomy face, making the decision, "Then the few of us must work together to show those three aliens that the four leaders of Bordeaux’s planet are not to be bullied!"
At this moment, one of Qunzi’s subordinates came in to report: "Boss, there are a few strangers who say they want to see you."
"Who are they?" Zi asked, surprised. This place was very secretive, and besides the few people with him and a few close friends, he hadn’t told anyone else that this place was also his territory.
"It’s me." A clear and pleasant voice came in.
Fatty was even more surprised: "It’s a woman! Now this is getting strange."
The man with the gloomy face already had a few guesses in his mind. He said to Zi: "Stop guessing, why don’t you go and see for yourself who it is?"
Just as Fatty stood up, several people walked in, with one of them removing their hat.
"It’s you!" Fatty was dumbstruck, pointing at the person but unable to speak.
"It must be the Governor’s consort." The man with the gloomy face was very astute; he knew the Governor’s consort would definitely not let those three aliens off easily.
Because he and the Governor’s consort were birds of a feather.
"What are you standing there for! Hurry up and invite the Governor’s consort to sit down!" Old Hill was a smooth-talking individual, he spoke to Fatty, who was standing aside in a daze.
"Oh." Having been reminded by Old Hill, Qunzi came to his senses: "Please, please sit down."
He turned to his subordinates: "Quickly, serve some drinks to our guests."
He turned back and smiled at the Governor’s consort: "I don’t have much to offer here, but I do pay great attention to refreshments. Please enjoy a drink."
The Governor’s consort neither agreed nor disagreed, sitting down on a chair, her three guards standing behind her.
"What good stuff do you have? Serve my subordinates too." The Governor’s consort spoke to Fatty.
Fatty understood, he told his men: "Take these guests to the next room for some fun."
The guards stood up and followed Fatty’s subordinates out.
"Now that there are no outsiders, and this place is secure," Qunzi said, "You should be able to tell us your purpose now, right?"
"Isn’t it obvious?" Old Hill glanced at Zi, who he couldn’t stand with all the vulgarity and layers of fat, thinking he was a boorish fellow.
"The reason this esteemed guest is here must be to discuss something with us. Oh, watch my mouth, to seek our assistance." Old Hill smirked ingratiatingly. "Honorable Miss, do you agree with me?"
At this point, the Governor’s consort laid aside her superior posture towards the group, now donning a mask with a duplicitous smile.
"Where are the leaders of Bordeaux’s planet? I simply want to discuss something with you all."
The man with the gloomy face regarded her attentively, and as soon as she finished speaking, he asked: "Pardon my rudeness, but was it your idea to come here today or the Governor’s?"
This question was critical, as these gang leaders needed capable allies, not just anyone.
The Governor’s consort seemed to have connections, but if it was the Governor’s idea, their backing would be even stronger, implying they could act with impunity.
"It was both our ideas," the Governor’s consort said, glancing at the gloomy-faced man, slightly surprised that among these brutish gang leaders, there was someone so smart.
This caused her to slightly put aside her disdain for them.
"So that’s how it is, very well, very well." The man with the gloomy face was satisfied with the Governor’s consort’s answer.
While the four gang leaders of Bordeaux’s planet were gathered, secretly plotting against Jiang Cheng and the aliens, the Governor’s consort, along with several guards, also arrived at the scene.
Her arrival surprised everyone except the man with the gloomy face.
Only that man knew the Governor’s consort would not easily let it go.
Originally, these gang leaders and the Governor had nothing to do with each other; they were strangers until recently.
But now, things changed because they had a common enemy, forcing two disparate groups in society to come together.
The door was shut, the window curtains drawn, as the four gang leaders and the Governor’s consort began to discuss their plans against those three aliens.
Jiang Cheng and the others had no idea that those they had wronged were now conspiring in the shadows to deal with them.
They had no idea.
The martial arts competition was about to take place in the afternoon when Ran and Ba Lv Di went to the sports center, as their participation required registration under the name of a martial arts school.
Upon reaching the sports center entrance, they saw someone there; it was the Governor, who had come to connect and find relationships as his consort had advised.
Right after landing from his spacecraft, the Governor unexpectedly faced Ran and Ba Lv, creating an awkward atmosphere.
Until Ba Lv Di snorted, the Governor embarrassingly said: "Ladies, do you have business here?"
The Governor always maintained a gentlemanly image, so he felt he should greet these young ladies first.
"Governor, how could you have time to be here? This is not a place for someone of your status." Having been greeted, Ran, being kind-hearted, responded.
"Ah, well, I—I’m here for some personal matters," the Governor stammered in reply.
Up close, the beauty of the two Yuan Liang girls dazzled his eyes, and his heart fluttered.
"In that case, we won’t disturb you, Governor. After all, Governor Xi’s time is precious," Ran said, half seriously, half teasingly.
Watching the tempting figures of the two young women walking away, the Governor gulped hard.
He couldn’t help but think of the consort’s plan. He wished he could have those two lovely girls for himself.
Imagining being able to have them at his disposal, enfolding them left and right, the Governor couldn’t help but daydream.
"Sir, sir, weren’t you going to handle something?" Noticing him standing still, fixated while the girls had long vanished from view, his guard had to remind him.
"Oh." The Governor finally snapped out of it, feeling a slight embarrassment over his previous lapse.