context is preferred ("to discuss strategies", "to devise plans"), please let me know!"What should we do then" Shu Jing asked with some concern. She had also noticed something was amiss from the audie...Chapter 849: Those Who Want to Harm My Wife Will Be Punished No Matter How Far They Are

The night in Toronto seemed even colder than before. Inside a villa, there was a man in his thirties who appeared handsome and well-groomed. At this moment, he was answering a phone call.

"Summer has already flown to Toronto. The plane landed three hours ago. You’d better be careful; it’s not impossible that he came for you." The voice on the other end of the line sounded rather low and slightly discontented. "I’ve warned you before, telling you not to provoke him directly. Do you think you’re invincible in Toronto Even if he’s far away, a flight is just a matter of dozens of hours!"

"Don’t worry about it. He doesn’t know who I am at all; there’s no way he could be here for me. Perhaps he’s just come to enjoy the scenery around Lake Ontario," said the man in his thirties, though despite his respectful tone, he clearly didn’t think that he would have any trouble.

After a brief pause, he continued: "Besides, this is Canada; even if he did come looking for me, I don’t need to be afraid of him. My security measures here are very good. I believe he wouldn’t dare cause any trouble here either. If anything happens, the police will arrive quickly."

"You underestimated Summer's capabilities and his clout. He's not just one person; he has many supporters backing him," the voice on the other end of the line sounded slightly displeased, "Anyway, be careful. Also, you'd better transfer out the funds you've recently raised immediately as a precaution!"

"Okay, I'll transfer the money right away." The man responded but inwardly cursed. Using Summer to scare him was simply an excuse to get him to move his money; it was almost as if they were worried he would swallow it.

After hanging up, the man's expression darkened slightly. In fact, in Toronto, he still wielded considerable influence—not because of any major accomplishments on his part, but due to his influential father.

This man was Wei Jiahua. Although he was Chinese, he was born and raised in Canada. His grandfather could be considered one of the first-generation Chinese immigrants here. Legend had it that although his grandfather left his homeland, he always yearned for his hometown, hence naming his father "Xiangdong," meaning forever facing east, while giving Wei Jiahua his name, intending to remind him that his roots were in China.

Toronto could be said to have the largest Chinese population of any foreign city; out of several million residents in Toronto, there were over 400,000 Chinese. Such a significant number began to grant the Chinese community some influence in the city. Wei Xiangdong's father was highly respected within the Chinese community. As a result, this also gave Wei Xiangdong considerable status in Toronto. It was said that the current mayor of Toronto had an excellent relationship with Wei Xiangdong; during the most recent mayoral election, Wei Xiangdong mobilized the Chinese to vote for this mayor, ensuring his victory.

As Wei Jiahua is the son of Wei Xiangdong, he naturally has certain advantages in Toronto's Chinese community. This also gives him better convenience to do some things, which might be why that organization picked him.

This was an apparently loose but actually very tightly-knit organization. Although Wei Jiahua could be considered one of its core members, the information he knew was still limited. Over these years, he had earned countless funds for this organization, yet he never knew where those funds were going. All that he got was a small portion.

"Damn it! You guys eat meat and let me drink soup, but you're worried I’ll steal your money!" Wei Jiahua grumbled angrily. After the outburst, however, he still went to his study room, turned on the computer, and prepared to start transferring funds online. He dared not defy orders since the other party knew everything about him; if he defied them, he could be killed at any time.

Wei Jiahua logged into the bank's website online using an account number that was already ingrained in his memory and entered a large figure with trailing zeros. He then confirmed the transfer.

All seemed normal when suddenly Wei Jiahua noticed that the computer screen went black. Then, characters started flashing on the screen—and they were in Chinese: "Thank you very much for your sponsorship to Xiao Yeping! Your money has been received. You can now die!"

Wei Jiahua's expression changed instantly. He hurriedly typed away on the computer keyboard, but to no avail. The words on the computer screen changed: "You have ten seconds left before your life ends! Countdown begins now!"

"10!" The enormous Arabic numeral almost filled the entire computer screen.

"9!"

"8!"

...

The changing digits, though silent, gave Wei Jiahua the feeling that someone was shouting loudly into his ears with a megaphone. At this moment, Wei Jiahua finally felt panic.

"Someone! Quickly!" Wei Jiahua suddenly shouted loudly.

His villa had eight security personnel and the best security system installed. In theory, an alarm should sound immediately if anyone entered. However, he hadn't heard any alarms, which meant no one should have come in.

Logically speaking, once he started shouting loudly, his bodyguards should arrive within a minute. But now over a minute had passed and still not a single sound was heard—no footsteps or voices; the entire villa was unusually quiet.

A strong sense of unease gripped Wei Jiahua's heart. He picked up the phone next to him, intending to call for help. However, as soon as he lifted the receiver, he realized there wasn't a single sound coming from it, leading him to deduce that the telephone line had been cut.

Wei Jiahua picked up his phone again, only to find that there was no signal. At this moment, the fear deep in his heart pressed upon him uncontrollably.

"Who is it Show yourself!" Wei Jiahua shouted out of control, but at the same time, he quietly opened a drawer and prepared to take out the gun inside.

As soon as his hand touched the drawer, Wei Jiahua suddenly felt an intense pain. Looking down, he screamed in horror: "Ah..."

Wei Jiahua couldn't help but be terrified because he found that his right palm had been cut off!

"Idiot, were you looking for me" A voice suddenly rang in his ears, "This is such a terrible place. It took me almost a minute to find a kitchen knife!"s her boyfriend He Xin."Hey, Xia Tian!" Ning Jie shouted at this moment; she had no choice but to do so because Xia Tian was about to leave.Xia Tian finally turned around and spotted Ning Jie. She loo...