That man had thicker skin than Dylan.
Hearing his voice gave her a headache, so she avoided calling him unless absolutely necessary.
Before dark, Tyler arrived with the members of the Black Meridian Syndicate.
Two hundred men gathered together, hands clasped behind their backs, radiating an imposing aura.
When Elena first encountered the Black Meridian Syndicate, they were just a disorganized mess.
Later, under her training as a drill instructor, she finally molded a group of elite talents for the Syndicate.
She taught the methods to Tyler, and Tyler followed Elena's management and training protocols. Now, his subordinates were all formidable.
They were no longer a rabble of street thugs.
Of course, these were the mid-to-high-level members.
As for the lowest level, Tyler left them to his subordinates, like Rook. They were still just punks.
The Black Meridian Syndicate was too large, and the low-level thugs under Rook didn't qualify for core training.
“Boss, the 200 men you asked for are all in position!”
“Good. This is the layout of the entire company, including the workshops. Take them to familiarize themselves with it personally. Tonight, some monsters might show up. Make sure to catch them!” Elena ordered.
Then she handed them some blueprints.
Scott had counted on the fact that taking all the security guards would leave the company unguarded.
Even if they hired temporary replacements, those people wouldn't know the layout and would be useless.
However, their calculations were wrong.
The men Tyler brought were top-tier fighters. After all, they had been trained by Elena.
“Elena! Her again! That woman ruins everything. Where did she find so many people?” Ralph couldn't figure it out.
Even if she hired a firm, no one could mobilize that quickly.
“Mr. Rourke, should we proceed with tonight's operation?” Scott asked.
“Yes! Of course we proceed. If we miss this chance, we might not get another. Tonight, we have to teach them a lesson. Daring to kick me out of the company is a death sentence!” Ralph had been holding onto his anger and was desperate for revenge.
“But...”
“No buts. Go do it with confidence. So what if Elena found guards? It’s their first day; they don't know the company at all. You just need to send someone to quietly toss a few cigarette butts. I guarantee it will go unnoticed,” Ralph said.
“Okay! I'll go handle it!”
***
“Mr. Smith, we're members of the Black Meridian Syndicate. Isn't coming here to work as lowly security guards making a mountain out of a molehill?” a subordinate asked Tyler.

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