America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 414 - 216: Cleaning the Entertainment Venue_3

Standing up to explain: "I’m Korean!! I came here for tourism!"

Allen Zhang glanced at him, didn’t bother with this fool, and knocked on the counter of the cashier’s cage. The Beggar Gang Disciple next to him got the hint and immediately threw her a tote bag.

"Fill it up!!"

Allen Zhang said flatly.

"Sure, sir." The croupier wiped away tears, her eye makeup smeared, shivering as she took the black tote bag, turned around, and took out stacks of Paper Currency from behind the counter.

Due to the urgency, she didn’t have time to check for counterfeits and just stuffed them into the tote bag.

Perhaps she was too excited and seemed clumsy, dropping many Franklin notes of 100 US Dollar denominations in the process, which also prompted the discontent of Beggar Gang Disciples, who couldn’t help but click their tongues.

What a waste! Pick them up quickly!

The croupier was so scared she burst into tears, sobbing: "Sir, I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me..."

Her colleagues also hurried over to help her.

The gamblers behind them, seeing their posture, clearly didn’t think they were the FBI, but rather robbers engaged in infighting, were also somewhat frightened, and didn’t even dare breathe loudly.

The tourist who previously claimed to be Korean also got scared and quickly shrank into a corner, hugging his head and mumbling: "Ah si ba... the United States is really too dangerous, I’m never coming here again. Those Black people are too unreliable, didn’t they say they were powerful here?"

A subordinate said: "Boss, there’s been a change, we probably can’t take those people with us, better think of a way to bolt."

"Seeba, when have I, Park Gookchung, ever been such a coward? If it were in Korea, these people wouldn’t even be on my radar," Park Gookchung cursed angrily.

The Beggar Gang Disciples, not understanding his jabbering, came over and kicked him, "Hey! What are you saying? Be honest! That watch on your hand is nice, huh? Take it off!"

"It’s a Rolex... a fake one," the other party quickly explained.

"Take it off!!" The Beggar Gang Disciple commanded indisputably, and fired a shot at his feet.

"Okok!!" Seeing the other party’s brutality, Park Gookchung got scared and quickly took off the golden Rolex and handed it over, nodding and bowing incessantly.

"Boss. Look what I found!" The Beggar Gang Disciple took the watch and quickly ran over to present it to the General Sect Leader.

Allen Zhang took the watch and said in surprise, "A Rolex, huh."

"That’s from that Korean guy, he seems to be rich!" The Beggar Gang Disciple pointed to a few crouching people in the corner, suggesting: "They look shifty, definitely not good guys, and they were seated in the VIP area, likely in league with the Motorcycle Gang. Should we fish for more from them?" frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

Allen Zhang inquired Blitz through the headset.

Blitz replied: "Those Koreans are likely informants involved in organ trafficking with the Motorcycle Gang, they came here also to negotiate a human trafficking deal."

Allen Zhang understood and pondered: "Go, launder all the cash on them. Then find a place to dispose of them."

"Got it." The Beggar Gang Disciple immediately went over with a gun.

The Korean tourists seeing this harbinger of doom approach again, couldn’t help but curse silently and said with submission: "We’re tourists! We’re good people! We’re here to do legitimate business!"

"You! Guess the size."

The Beggar Gang Disciple didn’t listen to their explanations, straightened up the gambling table, shook the dice a couple of times, turned them over on the table, and indicated for him to bet.

With a stern face, he said: "Guess quickly! If you don’t guess, I’ll kill you!!"

"..." Park Gookchung, furious, blurted out.

"Seeba... I guess big."

"Congratulations, you guessed correctly! But you owe me one hundred thousand US Dollar! Because our rules are rules," said the Beggar Gang Disciple, revealing the dice cup, 445 thirteen points big.

Park Gookchung was instantly furious, I won and I still have to pay you money? Who do you think you are, a bunch of robbers?

"Boss, we don’t have that much money," a few of them said with difficulty.

"Whatever money you have, take it out. If you can’t produce it, I’ll take your kidneys!! Quick!!" the Beggar Gang Disciple urged.

After some discussion, they took out 20,000 US Dollar in cash from their bags.

The Beggar Gang Disciple kept urging them for money.

"We don’t have anymore! I request to speak with your boss! I want to make a deal with him!" Park Gookchung shouted.

"Korean guy, you think you’re worthy to talk to our boss? What are you? Get out!!"

Seeing they were squeezed dry and of no more use, the Beggar Gang Disciple promptly took them away and detained them, pulling them out to execute them by firing squad.

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