Xiyeno Natsuo took a deep breath: no fear, she had plenty of cards up her sleeve, no one could do anything to her!
After the woman had left, Xiyeno Natsuo picked up her phone and started calling other people who had grievances with Zhao Mingzhu.
Sometimes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend. Zhao Mingzhu's bootlickers wanted to deal with her, then she could only rely on external force to restrain those few people.
The last call was to her confidant: "Have you not found them yet?"
"Miss, we have checked all the identity registration systems, even the black hotels that don't require identity registration, and found no information about their whereabouts."
He even used the connections of the Xiyeno Family to pull all accessible surveillance footage, but still found nothing.
For a moment, Xiyeno Natsuo's confidant even doubted whether the people chased by the Miss had just vanished into thin air.
"Once you find them, deal with them directly!"
