Rose Bar and Grill, night ti.
At this mont, Manager Bai was excusing himself from work to take a toilet break.
As a cultured person of the 21st century, it would not do if he does not play on the phone while carrying out his business on the toilet.
Manager Bai humd while scrolling through the local news for interesting articles to read. It would be even better if information relating to the Seymour family was reported.
After all, he did not pay a small sum of money to make Anya Seymour beco a vegetative person and permanently hospitalized.
However, he suddenly froze on a recent news article. He did not pay attention to the headline. His gaze was solely fixated on a single person in the picture provided.
Shortly after, he flipped out his phone and dialed a recent number.
Beep!
The other side shortly picked up the call.
[Oh, if it isn't Manager Bai calling again. How was it? Were you pleased with the results of last night? Do you have another deal to make?]
When Manager Bai heard Brother Chen say this on the phone, his mood imdiately soured.
"Brother Chen. I call you Brother Chen because I respect you. But that does not an you can take my money and not carry out your end of the promise. Do you think my money is easy to cheat?" Manager Bai said unhappily, suppressing his anger and rage inside.
[Hm? What do you an by that?]
Brother Chen frowned on the other side of the call, feeling displeased by Manager Bai's unfriendly attitude.
"What do I an by that?"
Manager Bai began to laugh ridiculously, thinking the other party was playing dumb. The anger inside his heart rose.
"Are you pretending not to know, or do you really not know?! Look at today's headlines! You told the people have been dealt with! So, why is one of them is still alive and kicking to the point of making it on the news?!" Manager barked.
Brother Chen imdiately furrowed his brows and scrolled through the local news online while the call was ongoing.
[Is it the handso young man next to Klein Seymour?]
He asked after finding one of the articles. The headline and the brief outline of the content made him narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"Precisely that young man!" Manager Bai acknowledged.
[Manager Bai, was it? You're very good, aren't you?]
Brother Chen said in a deep tone, causing Manager Bai's anger to diminish slightly with confusion.
"What do you an?" He asked.
[I thought you told that I would only be dealing with two ordinary people. How the f*ck is an Ancient Martial Artist/potential Hunter ordinary? Who was the other one? Do not tell it was one of Klein Seymour's daughters?! Do you think I am easy to use, Yao Bai?! You better pray that I do not find you, or else! I. Will. F*ck. You. Up!]
Brother Chen roared.
Manager Bai was given a great shock. He imdiately scanned through the article before he was given a great scare.
"B-Brother Chen, I can explain."
[Save it! I don't want to hear your damn excuses!]
Beep!
The call ended.
Ploop!
Manager Bai imdiately shat himself.
Luckily, he was already on the toilet. Thus, did not soil himself, and everything ca out with a big splash.
…
Silvercove, Western District.
Within a private lounge on the second floor of a nightclub within the Western District, Brother Chen sat gloomily in silence with his fingers locked together. He appeared to be in deep thoughts while his chin rested on his locked fingers.
After a mont, he gestured for one of his n standing at the door to co forward.
"Is there sothing you need, Brother Chen?" The person wearing a black cap asked.
Brother Chen nodded and said, "Summon Ah Zhen and the other boys that went out to deal with matters in the central district last night."
"Right away, Brother Chen."
The black-capped person complied.
Soti later, the person returned with Ah Zhen and nine other thugs. Brother Chen made so gestures with his hand, and the black-capped person left the private lounge, closing the door on his way out.
Ah Zhen and the other suddenly felt nervous.
"Do you need sothing from us, Brother Chen?" Ah Zhen asked with slight apprehension. Did Brother Chen discover sothing?
Brother Chen studied them, expressionlessly.
"You said the job was done. I would not have cared much if you told the job was too difficult and failed. But why did you have lie to ?" Brother Chen interrogated.
He stood up and held a leather belt like a whip, ready to punish his disloyal n for deceiving him. They must be plotting sothing against him.
…
anwhile, Albion shortly arrived outside of a nightclub in the Western District at roughly 6:30 PM. It was considered a relatively early ti to be partying, but the area was already rocking with lively music.
Albion glanced up the nightclub called 'Westside Temptation' after paying his fares before entering the building.
The deafening music imdiately made Albion frown. Needless to say, he was not a fan of the clubs. Never had, never will be.
Nevertheless, he made his way to the bar, where a pretty female bartender was seen serving drinks to custors. Nightclubs were one of the key locations to inquire about matters regarding the underworld.
"Hey, Handso. Can I buy you a drink?"
Albion was imdiately approached by a pretty lady with light makeup and incredible curves, wearing a revealing black dress.
He took a few glances at her before he nodded, "Sure."
Albion felt slightly peculiar inside his heart.
It was the first ti he was offered a drink by a person of the opposite gender. It was usually n who offer to buy drinks for the ladies, not the other way around.
Yet, here he was, with a living example of one that does, right in front of him. What else could he say? Were won so daring these days?
The pretty lady smiled sweetly at Albion before ordering the bartender, "Two glasses of Mojito, please."
"Right away, Ma'am."
Shortly after, the female bartender passed over two glasses of Mojito. The pretty lady paid with her card and picked up both glasses.
After passing one glass of Mojito to Albion, she leaned against his shoulders, subtly allowing his elbow to rub against the supple corners of her bosom.
"You don't look like soone who cos here often. Are you here to enjoy the atmosphere? Or did you co looking for so fun?" The pretty lady asked directly with a flirtatious tone.
The underlying intention of her ssage could be understood imdiately.
Albion did not mind having a one-night stand with this pretty lady, but strangely, he felt no sense of excitent inside. He felt nothing.
Should he be disappointed or happy about this?
Shaking his head, Albion swirled his glass of Mojito softly before taking a sip. After a mont, he casually asked, "Where can I find the Chen Gang?"
His tone was not low.
The pretty lady was imdiately startled before her smiling expression faded as she retreated so distance from Albion in fear of getting involved.
At the sa, a few abrupt shuffling movents were heard nearby. A few burly thugs stood up and surrounded Albion.
"Coming straight to the base of the Chen Gang, yet still asking where the Chen Gang is? Are you here to look for trouble?" One of the burly thugs asked in a threatening tone.
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