America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 262 - 165 Suburban Fire

Allen Zhang also followed closely into the apartment.

He glanced at Black, who was clutching his chest and collapsed on the ground, his kick was akin to that of the General Sect Leader’s style, not in vain did Sieg train so hard privately.

He also sought advice from the General Sect Leader on the force techniques of Mixed Martial Arts, as well as how to grapple at close range. Although his fighting skills were still rough, handling one or two ordinary people was no problem, not to mention Black, who smoked too much!

As soon as he entered, he noticed the apartment’s living room was a mess, with cans and glass bottles everywhere, and there were leaves and white powder on the table, of four-star purity, the stench of the leaves mixed with the smell of seafood, and the sound of speakers exploding beside his ears, roaring loudly.

There were men and women, both white and black, about a dozen people in total.

It’s confirmed; this was a legitimate West Coast party gathering.

"WTF!! What are you trying to do?"

The people inside the house were instantly furious, looking at the intruders, and having hurt their people, they accused angrily, "You entered my home without my permission, I can accuse you of illegal robbery! Leave now or I will call the police!"

"What did you say?"

With the speakers blasting deafeningly beside his ear, he couldn’t hear what was being said, only seeing Black with glasses and dyed yellow hair spitting out venom.

Sieg smacked him with a slap, thwack, knocking him to the ground, "What? I can’t hear you!"

Sitting on the sofa hugging a black girl, a white strong man who was high from smoking the leaves glanced over and instantly sobered up, recognizing them, "WTF! It’s you guys!"

Allen Zhang had no recollection of him, the Beggar Gang Disciples beside him directly pulled guns on their faces, controlling everyone present.

"Ah!! Oh my god!!!" Girls scantily clad and shabbily dressed, screamed shrilly as they covered their heads.

"Silence!!"

Allen Zhang turned down the volume of the music, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat solemn, looking at the dozen people present, "We are not here to rob or kill, mainly we want to find someone. Let our employer talk to you! Tommy, it’s your turn to come out."

"Ha ha ha ha!" Tommy walked in from outside, making a flashy entrance, looking at everyone present, especially the white strong man, "Hey! Surprise for the party! Bet you didn’t expect me to show up, huh? Matthew!"

The white strong man’s face looked a bit ugly, "When did you get out?"

"I was only in for a few days. Are you surprised I got out, or did you think I’d be sentenced for at least ten years? I don’t want to waste my breath with you, you’re not worth it. I’ll just ask you one thing, where’s my stuff?" Tommy angrily held a bottle, seemingly ready to blow his head off at any moment.

"The batch is at the shooting location in the suburbs, No. 6." The white strong man said helplessly, "You don’t need to make everyone so embarrassed. It’s just a financial dispute. You scared my friends! This has nothing to do with them; they’re all good people!"

"Ha ha ha ha, good people? There aren’t many good ones in this circle! I only know that regular good people can’t afford such pure coco. If you say one more nonsense word, I’ll make sure they all have nightmares tonight!" Tommy threatened, "Take us to that batch, and then I’ll deal with you slowly."

"Ok." Matthew reluctantly nodded, forced to leave the apartment before leaving, consoling the people present, "This is my private matter, I need to handle it. It has nothing to do with you, I’ll be back soon."

"You think I won’t dare to take your life?" Tommy was a bit upset with his composure.

"If you take my life, you won’t get anything, and you’ll have to go back to prison, right now you definitely want to focus on making money, to become wealthy again." Matthew said, "I still have some funds, if you spare me, I can help you with that money, and then we’re even!"

Tommy thought about it, finding it reasonable; after all, he was indeed after his assets, but he couldn’t easily let him go.

Turning to Allen Zhang, he said, "We still need to make a trip to the suburbs. The batch is there! But I don’t know if they changed the password, this guy needs to lead the way."

"Ok," Allen Zhang readily agreed, coordinating his actions, leading the team into the car, and following the other party’s directions to the suburbs.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a factory, parked on the road-side, and noticed there were security personnel on duty. There was a password lock set above the factory door, and there were surveillance cameras at the entrance.

Tommy had Matthew get out of the car to make contact, otherwise it would trigger a shootout, Matthew had no choice but to comply, dispersing the security personnel at the door, and also turning off the surveillance recording.

Under Tommy’s supervision, Matthew honestly keyed in the password and opened the factory door, saying, "The stuff you need is all inside."

Allen Zhang got out of the car, they all wore Bullet-Proof Vests for safety. The night in the suburbs was filled with potential dangers, it’s always better to be cautious.

A few of them entered the factory, there were all kinds of furniture inside, beds, a variety of sexually suggestive toys, like a mini-apartment setup, it was also the General Sect Leader’s first time visiting the West Coast scene, although this site was a bit unorthodox!