What the hell is the "kill line" when you're in America?

Victor looked at the man in front of him.

He recognized him.

The person in front of me, dressed in a waiter's uniform, is the homeless man who disposed of the corpse at the cannery.

He wouldn't mistake that face.

"It's you," Victor said slowly.

The two women beside him were too frightened to make a sound, and the two bodyguards pointed their guns at Li Ang.

"Um."

Victor waved.

The two women beside him were relieved and immediately stood up, bowing their heads and quickly walking out of the curtain.

"How did you get in?" Victor asked.

"I came in," Li Ang replied.

"Who sent you?"

"Myself."

"Why have you come to see me?" He slowly raised the muzzle of his gun. "Want to die quickly?"

Li Ang ignored the gun barrel.

He calmly pulled out a chair and sat down without a care in the world.

"I'm here to solve your problem."

Victor narrowed his eyes and re-examined the man in front of him.

Calm and bold.

They were even somewhat arrogant.

"My problem?" Victor smiled, a somewhat sinister smile. "What problem do I have?"

Li Ang did not answer directly.

He glanced at the two armed bodyguards.

"Let them out."

"You have no right to negotiate with me." Victor put his finger on the trigger.

"An abandoned logistics warehouse in the east of the city," Li Ang said casually.

Victor's face grew even more sinister.

He had realized that he was being investigated by this guy.

"It seems your men aren't very tight-lipped," Li Ang continued.

He wanted to shoot immediately and riddle the guy in front of him with bullets, since he knew too many secrets.

But he was hesitant to make a move. Since the other party dared to sit here and say those things, they must have something else up their sleeve.

"Who exactly are you?" Victor asked, enunciating each word clearly.

"A cleaner," Li Ang replied, "He only does his job for money and never asks many questions."

"But the prerequisite is that there must be work to do."

Victor understood.

The other party wasn't there for revenge, but they weren't on guard at all. Was it an undercover agent?

After much deliberation, Victor abandoned the idea; the entire Seattle government was already rotten to the core!

He glanced at the two bodyguards behind him.

"You, get out."

"But! Boss..."

"Get out!" Victor didn't say another word.

The two bodyguards exchanged a glance, put away their guns, and withdrew from the curtain.

Now, only the two of them are left here.

"Speak," Victor said, placing the gun on the table but not removing his hand from it.

What do you want?

Leon looked at Victor but didn't answer; this was exactly the effect he wanted.

He needs Victor to figure it out for himself, to guess for himself.

Fear often stems from the unknown.

"I want a job," Li Ang said, "a stable job that allows me to utilize my expertise."

Victor looked at him.

"My specialty is cleaning up trouble," Li Ang added. "All kinds of trouble."

"For example, things that shouldn't exist, and people who know too much."

Victor tapped his fingers lightly on the table, listening intently to what Li Ang was saying.

"You did a good job at the cannery," Victor admitted, "but that's not enough."

"That's not enough to qualify you to sit here and negotiate with me."

Li Ang smiled.

"A key, you're looking for a key, right?" Li Ang finally threw out the bait.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Victor didn't want to beat around the bush anymore.

"That black man never revealed where the key was hidden, even as he died."

"So, you killed him, and everyone around him who might know about it."

Victor remained silent.

"You think killing them all will end the matter?" Li Ang shook his head. "You're too naive."

"Your boss will find out about this sooner or later."

"What do you think he'll do to you then?"

Victor looked at Li Ang.

He was indeed looking for that key behind the boss's back.

To be precise, that key can open a safe full of "good stuff".

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Victor stared at Li Ang.

"I want to help you," Li Ang said.

"Help me?" Victor laughed out loud at this.

"Yes." Li Ang nodded, "I'll help you find that key."

"You?" Victor looked incredulous.

"You can't find it, and neither can your men," Li Ang shrugged.

Victor fell silent.

He had to admit that Li Ang was right.

His men are a bunch of idiots who only know how to use brute force.

The person in front of him was meticulous and professional, far superior to his bunch of useless subordinates.

"Why should I believe you?" Victor asked.

"You have no choice." Li Ang's answer was simple and direct.

"Or, cooperate with me, find the key, and solve your problem."

"Either you kill me now, and then wait for your boss to come and kill you."

What a joke! Li Ang wouldn't tell him that the key was on him.

He needs to go to Victor, though only temporarily.

Victor stared at Li Ang for a full minute.

His expression was unpredictable, shifting between light and dark.

However, he then leaned back.

"I don't know what that key can unlock," Victor said truthfully. "I only know that what's inside is priceless."

"Very good." Li Ang nodded. "I like things that are priceless."

"We found something, how do we divide it?" Victor asked.

"I'm six, you're four," Li Ang said.

"Are you crazy?" Victor almost jumped up.

"I took all the risks," Li Ang said, looking at him. "I'll find it and deal with any problems that might arise."

"And you, just wait to get your share of the money."

"That's fair."

Victor was so angry he almost laughed.

But he couldn't laugh.

Because he realized that he really couldn't refute it.

"Deal," Victor said through gritted teeth.

"It's a pleasure working with you." Li Ang stood up.

"How are you going to find it?" Victor asked.

"That's my business," Li Ang said.

"Also, tell your people to be careful and take it easy."

"I don't like to be disturbed when I'm working."

Victor nodded.

"The item will be delivered to you tomorrow." He asked, "Delivered to where?"

Li Ang reported the Parker Market.

He wasn't afraid of Victor playing tricks.

Since it's a collaboration, we need to show sincerity.

Moreover, he believed Victor was a smart man.

Li Ang turned around, lifted the curtain, and walked out.

No one noticed that just now, a deal that would determine the fate of many people had been completed.

Li Ang walked out of the club, the cold night wind blowing on his face.

He looked up at the night sky.

[Task: Luring the Snake Out of Its Hole (Incomplete)]

[Judgment: This negotiation is nothing more than trying to negotiate with a tiger for its skin, a game of deception and treachery. It has not yet touched the core of cause and effect, and is insufficient to trigger the secrets of heaven.]

The system's prompt was exactly what he expected.

This is indeed like trying to get something from a tiger.

There was no trust between him and Victor; it was nothing but naked mutual exploitation.

What the system wants is not this fragile cooperation.

But Li Ang didn't care.

All he wanted was what was behind that key.