If you become a monster, you will succeed

At the entrance of the resplendent nightclub, a Chinese man in a suit walked out of the limousine surrounded by a group of younger brothers. Seeing him appear, the younger brother at the entrance of the nightclub immediately came up:

"Welcome to come, Mr. Huang, but please put the weapon here first and accept the inspection."

"I understand the rules." The man called Mr. Huang smiled and took out two pistols and put them on the plate. Then he opened his arms and let the metal detector scan his body. Although the younger brother beside him was upset, he still took out the weapons. put it down.

After going through the security check, Mr. Huang walked into the box under the leadership of the waiter. In this large box that was supposed to be used for entertainment, there were only four people sitting around the round table.

Seeing Mr. Huang approaching, a tall, blond Caucasian man with tattoos all over his body raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and then said in a somewhat yin and yang tone: "Hey, Mr. Huang, you are really 'punctual'!"

"If you came to me to discuss this kind of matter, then it's free." Mr. Huang replied flatly, and sat casually in the vacated seat.

"Then let's get straight to the point." The woman with obvious brown features interrupted the gunpowder-flavored conversation, and said directly:

"My place was swept away by two people from Yan Kingdom, do you know the reason?"

"Oh?" Mr. Huang showed a look of interest, making it impossible to see whether he was pretending or really didn't know anything.

His eyes swept over the others, and he said with a smile:

"What about you? To stand for Ms. Vader?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid! Huang Zhicheng!" The strong Caucasian man with a stature like a bear slammed on the table, staring at Mr. Huang with his eyes on fire, and said:

"I don't believe you really don't know anything about those people from Yan Kingdom who have caused trouble these days!"

"So?" Mr. Huang became more and more relaxed when he heard the words, and even put his feet on the table directly, and a pair of eyes that seemed to reveal a cold light swept over several people:

"It's your first day with Pradamia?"

"Huang, you're breaking the rules!" The Caucasian lady who seemed to be in her forties and hadn't spoken all of a sudden spoke up, but Mr. Huang laughed and said arrogantly:

"Rules? Mrs. Sicily, are you confused? Since when did Pradamia have that kind of thing? How much ability can take up as much space, if you are out of the river, then fight, if you can't fight, just give way, this is The rules here!"

"Can I regard this as a declaration of war?" The man as strong as a bear stood up, his muscles began to squirm in an uncomfortable way, and cracks spread from the floor tiles under his feet.

"Hehe." 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 and said:

"Where does the balance of Pradamia come from? You and I know it well. As for declaring war... even a few little devils who don't know where they come from can't balance it. How dare you tell me to declare war? My territory is there. If you have the guts, come and try!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Huang didn't intend to stay in the slightest, and walked towards the door with a defenseless look. The two younger brothers immediately followed behind him. It wasn't until the box door was closed again that the room calmed down again.

"I just said it's useless to find him." Baikal's momentum gradually calmed down, and his tone was unexpectedly calm, but Mrs. Sicily lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a smoke ring and said:

"At least it shows that those who caused trouble this time have nothing to do with the Triad."

...

"Brother Huang..." Walking out of the nightclub, the younger brothers who stayed outside immediately rushed up, Huang Zhicheng raised his hand to signal the younger brothers to calm down, and said with a serious expression:

"Let the people below check the newcomers nearby. This time, the smell is not right. I'm afraid it's not just as simple as 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."

The two ends of the phone reported a date to each other, and then entered the normal communication.

"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 of the five major forces that has not been attacked. According to the current information, the number of people should be three to eight. They are all of yellow race and under the age of forty. Very strong, one person can clear the bar under the name of St. Jun Castle Tavern, and the staff there are all Ursus."

"This kind of strength should not be a folk expert, let me check for you." The tone on the other end of the phone immediately became serious, and after a short silence, it rang again:

"Recently, none of the sub-bureaus has sent overseas missions, at least none of the masters on the list has a record of leaving the country."

"So, maybe it's the target this time?" Huang Zhicheng narrowed his eyes, and his sitting posture became more upright. The other end of the call responded negatively:

"The characteristics of the target are very obvious, but all possibilities cannot be ruled out."

"Understood, I will continue to follow up."

...

The head office of the Monster Countermeasures Bureau suddenly knocked on the door of the investigation team office. 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."

Hearing this, the team members at the door pushed the door open and entered. After turning around and closing the door, they opened their mouths and said:

"Team leader, there is new news from Lao Huang's side just now."

"Huh?" The group leader raised his brows, "Have you found the target of those Dongguo strange stories?"

"Not yet." The team members shook their heads and said:

"Old Huang said that Pradamia recently had an extra group of Asians. There are only 3 to 8 people, and they can easily fight against the Ursas who are blessed by strange stories."

"It doesn't sound like the group of guys we're chasing." The team leader frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then continued:

"Is there any news about Pradamia recently? Why are all the ghosts and monsters running there?"

"No, but according to the [shrine] news, a group of suspected Colombian regular troops has recently entered Siam. According to the route of travel, the target should be more difficult." The team members recalled the recent information, and then reported.

"This seems to be the third batch, right? Has Yue Difficult taken any action recently?" The team leader frowned even tighter, and the team members nodded in response:

"There is no sign of any armed conflict. If I have to say it, Siam and Yuenan are doing weird talk about head-bending techniques recently, but there is no sign of success yet."

"That's interesting..." The team leader's brows gradually calmed down, and then he said:

"Let Lao Huang investigate the Colombian forces in Pradamia and see if he can find any traces of these soldiers."