American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Inside the villa, Han Chen was in a furious rage.

"What are you all standing here for? You're all rooted to the spot like wooden stakes. Do I have to call you 'big brother'? Do you want me to personally go out into the streets to gather information? What do I need you for then? Are you just here to freeload?!"

The group of underlings were all obsequious and fearful.

Crazy Qiang roared boisterously, "Can't you understand? Are you looking to die? Hurry up and get out on the streets to sniff out information! You bastards, do you have no regard for your lives? You dare to touch Brother Chen's goods! Find him and chop him to death!"

"Yes!"

The underlings were relieved, nodding repeatedly as they hunched over and scurried out.

Brother Chen's chest heaved rapidly, his eyes wide like copper bells.

"Crazy Qiang, you keep an eye on this matter. And Di Lu, I'm giving you two three days. If you can't find a single clue, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish, understand?

Where's A Ren? Where's he run off to again?"

Chen Yongren walked over, clutching his phone. His mind was still replaying the phone call he'd just received, a hint of conflict in the depths of his eyes, but he squeezed out a natural, triumphant expression on his face.

"Brother Chen, I received a message, not sure if it's true, but someone said they saw Cola in Sai Kung tonight, and he suddenly had a big bag of stuff, looked a lot like the package we lost earlier!"

Han Chen's eyes widened: "Cola? Who the hell is this nobody who popped up out of nowhere? Since you received the message, what are you still standing here for? Go check it out! Take more men with you. If it really is him, just take him out!"

Crazy Qiang shouted: "No problem, Brother Chen, I'll go gather the men right away!"

"Wait!" Di Lu quickly reached out to stop him, saying: "Brother Chen, the police have been watching us. It's unwise to make any big moves at this time, it'll easily arouse the police's suspicion.

It's better for a few of us to go scout things out first. Fewer people make it easier to work. If we really find something, it won't be too late to strike then!"

Han Chen was, after all, a powerful boss. Although he was in a state of rage, he still retained some reason.

His mind raced, and he understood what his subordinate meant. He stared at him coldly for a moment, then slowly nodded: "Do as you say! In any case, I want results."

"Rest assured, Brother Chen!"

On the other side, Huang Zhicheng received a text message.

"I am the king of the world!"

A windfall falling from the sky and hitting Brother Cola's head made him so happy that he was almost going crazy. After two bottles of 'cat pee' (cheap beer), he was already in a state of frenzy.

Qi Shan sat quietly on the side, watching Cola's underlings nervously attending to him, without much expression on his face.

Qi Shan had been appearing frequently these days, so Cola's underlings all knew that Qi Shan had formed some kind of cooperative relationship with their boss, but they weren't too clear about what kind of cooperation it was.

But tonight, the things on the table almost drove everyone crazy.

In Hong Kong now, having goods means having money, having money means having people, and having people means having status. This is practically everything.

If the boss prospers, his underlings will naturally rise with the tide. Aren't we all out here hustling for money? Now that the opportunity to get rich is right in front of us, of course we're overjoyed!

Qi Shan suddenly raised an eyebrow.

"They're here pretty quickly!"

Cola suddenly rushed over: "What are you doing over there? Why don't you come over and have a drink with us?"

"Sober up a bit, Han Chen's men have come looking for you!"

Qi Shan's tone was calm, and his voice wasn't very loud, but hearing it in Cola's ears was like a thunderclap. The whole person instantly sobered up a bit, and the surrounding underlings also quickly quieted down, their eyes filled with nervousness.

Qi Shan didn't even lift his head: "Don't be nervous, it's not a big deal. Your people aren't blind, they would have called the police if a large group of people rushed over. Tonight, the Serious Crimes Unit already took Han Jie back and gave him a meal of boxed lunches. Now is when they're watching the closest. If Han Chen dares to act rashly, do you believe the Serious Crimes Unit won't turn around and arrest him again?

This time, they only sent two people over to talk to you!"

Brother Cola clutched the 'laundry detergent' in his hand and asked: "Then what should I do?"

"There's no need to ask me about this matter, you can decide for yourself. Are you going to swallow it directly and digest it, or hand it back to Han Chen and take a cut along the way?

In any case, no matter how much profit you make, I want 50%!"

Of course, if you directly admit defeat and obediently return the goods to Han Chen, then I have nothing to say. But our cooperation will also come to an end. A person who doesn't dare to eat even when a pie from heaven is砸 on their face probably won't be able to accomplish great things, don't you think?"

Brother Cola stared at Qi Shan, his face turning green and white for a while. Obviously, he was engaged in a fierce psychological game.

The surrounding underlings waited quietly, the music quickly disappearing.

After a long while, Brother Cola slammed the table: "Damn it, fortune favors the bold! Since the day I, Cola, started hustling, when have I ever been afraid of anything?"

At this moment, an underling suddenly came in from outside and said: "Boss, Han Chen's underling Di Lu has arrived, saying he has something very important to see you!"

Brother Cola slammed the table again.

"Let them in!"

Soon, Di Lu led Crazy Qiang into the private room. Surrounded by a group of underlings, the two of them stood up straight, without a trace of fear on their faces, one calm and the other arrogant.

As soon as the two of them came in, they saw the familiar packaging on the table, and their eyes lit up.

Crazy Qiang flew into a rage: "You bastard, so it really was you! You actually dared to rob Brother Chen's goods, watch me chop you to death, you son of a bitch!"

The surrounding underlings quickly stepped forward to form a human wall, directly suppressing Crazy Qiang.

Brother Cola seemed a little hesitant, but then he became arrogant.

"What the hell are you talking about? Don't think that you're a big deal just because you're with Han Chen. Let me tell you, I, Cola, didn't grow up eating dry rice. Anyone can just come and raise their voice at me, do you believe I'll have people beat you until your own mother won't recognize you?"

Crazy Qiang's face flushed red, and he struggled to rush up, but Di Lu grabbed him.

"Don't be impulsive, now is not the time!"

He raised his head and asked calmly: "Brother Cola, right? We've always kept to ourselves, but what you've done today is a bit too much. What are you going to do about it?"

"What do you mean, what am I going to do? Let me tell you, don't try to get familiar with me, I, Cola, have nothing to do with you. You want these 'laundry detergents'? No problem, bring 30 million, and I'll hand them over immediately!"

Brother Cola tilted his head, his expression extremely arrogant.

"You bastard, what are you saying?" Crazy Qiang struggled to rush up, but he was firmly held down by Cola's underlings.

Di Lu said calmly: "Looks like you're not planning to give Brother Chen face. Very good, I hope you don't regret it!"