At the entrance of the splendid nightclub, a Chinese man in a suit walked out of a limousine surrounded by a group of boys. Seeing him appear, the boys at the door of the nightclub immediately walked up:
"Welcome, Mr. Huang, but please put your weapons here for inspection first."
"I understand the rules." The man known as Mr. Huang smiled and took out two pistols and put them on the plate, then opened his arms and let the metal detector scan his body. Although the boy next to him was unhappy, he still took out the weapons. Put it down.
After passing the security check, Mr. Huang walked into the box under the guidance of the waiter. In this large box that was supposed to be used for entertainment, there were only four people sitting around a round table.
Seeing Mr. Huang approaching, a tall, blond Caucasian man covered with tattoos raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and then said in a sinister tone: "Hey, Mr. Huang, you are really 'on time'!"
"If you came to me to discuss this kind of thing, then there's no need for it." Mr. Huang replied flatly and sat casually on the vacant seat.
"Then let's get straight to the point." The woman with obvious brown characteristics interrupted the explosive conversation and said directly:
"My place was raided by two people from the Yan Kingdom. Do you know the origin?"
"Oh?" Mr. Huang showed an interested look, making it difficult to tell whether he was pretending or if he really didn't know anything.
He glanced at the other people and said with a smile:
"What about you? To support Ms. Vader?"
"Stop pretending to be stupid! Huang Zhicheng!" The strong white man, who was as strong as a bear, knocked on the table hard and stared at Mr. Huang with blazing eyes:
"I don't believe you really don't know anything about those Yanguo people who have caused trouble these days!"
"So?" When Mr. Huang heard this, his expression became more and more relaxed, and he even put his feet directly on the table. A pair of eyes that seemed to reveal a cold light swept over several people:
"Is it your first day hanging out with Pradamya?"
"Huang, you are breaking the rules!" The white lady who looked to be in her forties and had been silent suddenly spoke, but Mr. Huang laughed and said with an arrogant face:
"Rules? Mrs. Sicily, are you old and confused? When did Pradamia have such a thing? How much ability does it occupy? If a dragon crosses the river, fight it. If you can't fight it, give way. This is The rules here!”
"Can I take this as a declaration of war?" The man as strong as a bear stood up. The muscles on his body began to squirm in an uncomfortable way, and cracks spread from the floor tiles under his feet.
"Haha." Seeing Baikal's posture, Mr. Huang's smile became more and more arrogant. He moved his feet from the table, stood up and looked at Baikal:
"Where does Pradamia's balance come from, you and I know it well. As for the declaration of war... You can't even deal with a few brats who don't know where they came from, and you actually told me to declare war? My territory is there, If you have the guts, come and try it!”
After saying that, Mr. Huang had no intention of stopping and walked towards the door with an unprepared look. The two boys immediately followed him. It was not until the box door was closed again that the room became calm again.
"I just said it's useless to look for him." Baikal's momentum gradually calmed down, and his tone was unexpectedly calm. However, Mrs. Sicily lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then blew out a smoke ring and said:
"At least it means that the people who caused trouble this time have nothing to do with the Triads."
…
"Brother Huang..." After walking out of the nightclub, the younger brothers who stayed outside immediately gathered around him. Huang Zhicheng raised his hand to signal the younger brothers to quiet down, and said with a serious expression:
"Let the following people check on the new fellows nearby. Something doesn't sound right this time. I'm afraid it's not just a dragon crossing the river."
…
Back in Chinatown, Huang Zhicheng came to his office, took out a satellite phone and dialed a number.
"July 17."
"June 19."
Both ends of the phone reported a date to each other, and then normal communication began.
"Why did you call back suddenly?" A question came from the other end of the phone. Mr. Huang leaned back in his chair and said:
"A group of people came to Pradamia recently. They are very powerful. We are the only one among the five major forces that has not been attacked. According to the current intelligence, the number should be three to eight people. They are all yellow people and are under the age of forty. Their strength is It’s so strong that one person can clear out the bar under the name of the St. Jun’s Castle Tavern, and the staff there are all Ursans.”
"This kind of strength should not be that of a civilian master. Let me check it for you." The tone on the other end of the phone immediately became serious. After a short silence, he rang again:
"None of the branches have been dispatched for overseas missions recently, at least none of the registered masters have any records of leaving the country."
"So, maybe this is the target this time?" Huang Zhicheng's eyes narrowed, his sitting posture became more upright, and the other end of the call responded negatively:
"The characteristics of the target are very obvious, but we cannot rule out all possibilities."
"I know, I will follow up."
…
There was a sudden knock on the door of the investigation team office of the General Bureau of Monster Countermeasures. The team leader who was reviewing the documents stopped the pen in his hand, covered the documents with a document bag, and then said:
"come in."
When the team members at the door heard this, they immediately pushed the door open and entered. After turning around and closing the door, they said:
"Team leader, there is new news from Lao Huang."
"Huh?" The team leader raised his brows, "Have you found the target of those Dongguo ghost stories?"
"Not yet." The team member shook his head and said:
"Old Huang said that there is an Asian force in Pradamia recently, with only 3 to 8 people, who can easily fight against the Ursus with the blessing of strange stories."
"It sounds like they are not the group of guys we are chasing." The team leader frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then continued:
"What's the latest news about Pradamia? Why are all the monsters and monsters running over there?"
"No, but according to the news from the [Shrine], a group of suspected Colombian regular troops have recently entered Siam. According to the route of travel, the target should be more difficult." The team member recalled the recent intelligence and then reported the report.
"This seems to be the third batch, right? Has Yue Yu taken any action recently?" The team leader frowned even more tightly, and the team members nodded in response:
"There is no sign of any armed conflict. If we insist on speaking, it is that Siam and Yuonan have been making weird stories about head-lowering techniques recently, but there are no signs of success yet."
"This is interesting..." The team leader's brows gradually softened, and then he said:
"Let Lao Huang investigate the Colombian forces in Pradamia and see if there are any traces of these groups of soldiers."
