America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 406 - 213 Action_3

"You’ve got a tough mouth! Way tougher than your hooks! But soon you won’t be able to tough it out! Fxxk you!" With the sound of a brawl, the three people upstairs started fighting straight away.

Allen Zhang also headed upstairs with Sieg, leaving Blitz to guard the first floor.

Just in case, the General Sect Leader had also deliberately set up a trap at the turn of the staircase.

Upon reaching the second floor, as soon as the two men entered, they saw a well-built black woman hiding in a corner, sitting there hugging her head in terror, while Black furiously grappled with Tommy and Rip.

Obviously, the outwardly robust Tommy and Rip were no match for Black when stacked together. The baseball bat was useless and they were soon pinned to the ground and pummeled mercilessly.

"Help... me..." Tommy, with a bruised face, looked up at the approaching General Sect Leader and cried for help.

"..."

I mean, why did you two run so fast then?

The General Sect Leader was speechless.

And to think you two were pros.

"Alright, get your dirty cotton-picking hands off my employer now! Black Devil!" Allen Zhang pulled out his sawed-off, clicking as he chambered a round.

In a daze, as if hearing his grandmother calling for him, Black looked up at the two armed, masked intruders barging into his house, reluctantly letting go with practiced hands up.

"Don’t shoot! I surrender!"

"Hands on your head, kneel on the ground, let me see your hands!" Sieg barked.

"I haven’t done anything wrong, it was them who came to mess with me." The black manager tried to argue, "You’ve invaded my home and used violence, I can totally sue them in court!"

"We’re damn ready for this heat! Black Devil!" Tommy stubbornly cursed.

"A righteous and kind white rap artist who donates to black people and left the company to go indie, gets retaliated and shut down by the old employer! Lost several million US dollars! And nearly lost his life! Guess whose side public opinion will believe? What evidence do you have that I broke into your home? Everything must be backed with evidence!"

Rip, with his hair in a mess and somewhat reddened with fever, got up from the ground looking disheveled, and mocked Black, "Does your surveillance even work anymore? Black Devil! Did you think only you could rob and beat people without leaving any evidence, and I couldn’t?"

Wiping his nose and finding it bleeding, he became even more furious at Black, giving him a vicious kick. Black doubled over in pain, clutching his stomach on the ground.

Then he straightened out his attire, and with a few strands of hair pulled out, he seriously said to the General Sect Leader, "Actually, I could have taken care of him already."

Trying to save face.

Man, your mouth is really tough.

Got punched into a bleeder and still acting tough here?

Without the General Sect Leader holding fort, you two were definitely not making it out of this room today.

Need more practice being a tough guy.

Keep on being tough then.

Allen Zhang rolled his eyes, too lazy to expose his bluff. Running that fast, and I thought you two had some skills, but this is it?

Just let Black get a string of two against you, pressing you to the ground and hammering away.

"Best make sure this lady keeps quiet, tell her we mean no harm." Allen Zhang signaled Rip to handle the woman.

"Hey, sweetheart! Don’t be nervous, this is a private feud between us; it has nothing to do with you." Rip immediately went over to comfort her.

"Are you Rip? The DJ music producer?" The black woman calmed down and recognized him.

It was clear that Rip’s fame wasn’t for nothing; it actually was quite handy. Even though he wasn’t much of a fighter, he was slick with words.

"Of course it’s me!" Rip confidently admitted.

"I listen to your music often, I’m a fan of yours! But why are you doing this?" The woman asked curiously.

"He’s a shameless thief!" Rip explained, "I don’t know how he tricked you into coming, but he’s a disgraceful, dirty, despicable thief! He had someone steal the chip USB data of my newest record, beat up my guys, and caused me to lose several million dollars! I’m here for revenge!"

"Oh, that’s really awful." The woman sympathized and immediately clarified, "Actually, I don’t know him; we have no relationship. He paid me $300 to spend the night with him."

"Sweetheart, you’re so pretty and charming, I knew you were innocent! I’m willing to give you three times that amount and invite you to tonight’s party if you promise not to talk about this, okay?"

Rip used the power of money right away, whipping out $1,000 in cash.

The woman readily agreed, even a bit excited, "Can I get a photo and autograph with you?"

"Today, you could even sleep with me and I’d be willing!" Rip blurted out, then immediately regretted it.

Because the woman took him seriously and hugged him, planting a passionate kiss.

"..." Didn’t you brush your teeth already?

Allen Zhang twitched the corner of his mouth; this woman truly didn’t take them seriously. At least put on some clothes!

Her butt shining darkly under the light.

The General Sect Leader assessed and decided it wasn’t as nice as Simone’s.

Black was humiliated in front of his wife, infuriated, but under the muzzle of a gun, had to bow his head.

"Your USB is in the safe."

Black had to admit it and then said, "Even if you take it, it’s useless, we have many backups, just wait for the lawsuit!"

"Bullshit backups! Your backups are about to be destroyed." Rip cursed, "It’s not only you guys who can hire people, I can find a professional team too! Let’s solve this the street way, see who’s afraid?"

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