There was a "click" sound.
A bright purple lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the surrounding environment for a moment.
In the gap between this bright light, Asakura turned around and looked at the three people following him. He stepped back and said to them: "Don't look so stiff on your face. Smile."
"Those who work in this industry are inherently depressed. If you keep a straight face all day long, you may easily have psychological problems."
The rumbling thunder suddenly sounded, making the undercover trio almost unable to hear what Brandy was saying.
Asakura opened the glass door of the office building and stepped in.
It's already early ten o'clock in the evening, and the office building is still in full swing.
The moment he walked in, noisy sounds rushed towards his face. Asakura's ears were very good and he could easily distinguish the mixed sounds such as——
"I'll kill your whole family if you don't pay me back."
"If you don't pay back the money, I'll send your daughter to film."
"..."
Listening to these voices, Asakura shrugged helplessly and glanced at the expressions of the three people.
Especially Toru Amuro - this passionate young man who is determined to treat the country as his lover, what will he think when he sees these darkness.
The observed result is no change.
The three of them had poker faces, and it was difficult to see any meaningful expressions from them.
When the staff in the office building saw the four people entering the door, some of them soon showed kind smiles, rubbed their hands and stood up from their workstations, wanting to come over to develop business.
Although the leader looked strange with a dog-face mask on his face, in this country, he had not seen anyone wearing women's clothing to get a loan. Now it was just a mask, so it was not surprising at all.
However, before he had time to act, a dark-skinned man as tall and thick as an iron tower had already walked out of the elevator.
Everywhere this strong man passed, whether it was gentle persuasion or fierce threats, it was as if he consciously lowered his voice when faced with a life threat.
Seeing this scene, the clerk who wanted to come over to entertain the four people also shrank his neck, put his hands on the keyboard and stared at the screen, looking like he was working seriously.
The strong man walked up to Asakura, bowed respectfully and made a ninety-degree salute, and said at the same time: "Hello, the president is already waiting for you on the fifth floor."
"Okay, take me there." Asakura Zhen waved his hand, motioning for the strong man to lead the way. At the same time, he nodded slightly to the three people behind him, asking them to follow.
The five people took the elevator to the fifth floor.
The elevator door opened, and a corridor led directly to the president's office. Standing every meter on both sides of the corridor was a strong man, holding a machete in both hands behind his back, and the tattoos on his arms were particularly conspicuous.
"A show of force..."
Looking at this scene, the undercover trio couldn't help but tremble. They counted the number of people in sight and realized that in case of a fight, their pistols might not have enough ammunition.
No wonder - they remembered the way Brandy pushed back slightly, and suddenly felt his foresight.
The strong man led the four people into the president's office, then went out and closed the door.
The office is huge, taking up almost a third of the top floor.
Directly opposite the door is the desk of the president of the club. The president is sitting on a leather chair behind the desk, with three bodyguards in black standing on each side.
The man was broad and fat, with short black-brown curly hair hanging on his head. His face was obviously fat. He was wearing a black loose T-shirt and had a tiger roaring on his chest.
The most impressive thing is the scar on his face that starts from his left ear and ends at his lower lip. He claimed that this scar was caused by a knife when he was fighting for territory with his mortal enemy.
"Did you see the scar on his face?" Asakura pointed at the president's face and explained to the people around him, "When I elected him as president, I thought he was ugly and couldn't hold the spotlight, so I specifically asked him to be the president. Someone gave him a knife."
As soon as these words came out, the six bodyguards beside the man immediately drew their guns and pointed them at the four people.
The undercover trio reacted equally quickly, and in the blink of an eye they aimed their guns at the fat president sitting on the chair.
For a moment, the situation was tense——
