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

"Fuck! It's these again!" Victor shuddered.

Li Ang took the phone from his hand.

The message on the screen, "Is the cargo intact?", was like a death knell.

Although Derek and the thugs he brought didn't know what had happened, they could sense that Leon and Victor were acting strangely.

"Boss, did that skinny lookout make a mistake?" Derek asked cautiously.

No one answered him.

Li Ang deleted the text message and tossed the phone back to Victor.

"The slightest disturbance can scare us to death," Li Ang said.

He glanced at the man called Skinny Monkey.

"Are you sure the other party only had one car and one person?"

"I'm sure." Skinny Monkey nodded repeatedly. "I looked through binoculars for a long time, and there were no other cars on either side of the intersection."

"Very good." Li Ang nodded. "You did a good job."

He turned to Derek.

"Give him five thousand yuan and let him go home and rest."

The skinny monkey was stunned, and Derek was stunned too.

Derek dared not ask any more questions, and immediately took out a wad of cash from his pocket, counted out five thousand dollars, and handed it to the skinny monkey.

"Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!" Skinny Monkey took the money, overjoyed.

"Let him leave through the back door, and take him back in an inconspicuous car," Li Ang added.

After dealing with this matter, Li Ang looked at Victor again.

"Why do you think they only sent one person and one vehicle?"

Victor was still in shock from what he had just experienced.

"A demonstration? A warning?"

"No," Li Ang shook his head.

"If it's a demonstration, they'll send out a convoy and use searchlights to make the place as bright as day."

"If it were a warning, they would blow your head off instead of sending a text message."

Li Ang walked to the entrance of the slaughterhouse and looked at the deep night outside.

"He was just an observation post."

"Just like the skinny monkeys we sent out."

This conclusion calmed Victor down a little.

"You mean, they're not even sure what we've found?"

"Yes," Li Ang said. "All they know is that we found the goods."

"So they sent people to check the situation and sent text messages, just to test our reaction."

As Victor followed Li Ang's train of thought, cold sweat broke out again.

"If we had panicked just now, or even driven off..."

"Then what's chasing us now isn't just a car, but an entire division," Li Ang finished the sentence for him.

He turned to the scorpion.

Are you familiar with the terrain here?

"Yes, boss," Scorpion replied immediately. "I used to hide from the cops here. The underground drainage system here is a maze."

"Very good." Li Ang pointed to the intersection in the distance. "That observation post from earlier shouldn't be far away."

"He needs to find a place to continue monitoring us."

"Take your men, go underground, and bring him back to me."

"It must be alive."

A glint of excitement flashed in the scorpion's eyes.

"Understood, boss!"

He immediately called upon his most capable men, pried open a rusty manhole cover, and disappeared into the darkness.

Victor watched this scene, opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

Anti-tracking?

Arrest them?

At a time like this, shouldn't he be thinking about how to escape?

[Host detected to be in dire straits, hidden quest triggered]

[Task Name: Possessing a Treasure is a Crime]

[Task Description: A wisp of heavenly secret, not yours to possess, has fallen into your hands. It is both a death warrant that brings annihilation and a ladder to defy fate. Guard it, refine it, and transform it into the supreme foundation of your path of ten thousand demons.]

[Mission Requirements: Before the "Eagle Snake" organization discovers and retrieves the documents, use them to achieve your strategic objectives.]

[Task Rewards: +10 freely allocable attribute points, +500 magic points, skill: Ever-Changing (Beginner)]

The appearance of the system task confirmed his judgment.

The real danger, the organization known as "Eagle Snake," has not yet truly made its move.

They were still observing from the shadows.

The biggest threat right now is still that madman Charlie.

"Run?" Li Ang suddenly laughed.

"Not running?" Victor's voice trembled. "Lee, that's...that's a fucking federal secret! Keeping that thing is like sleeping with a nuclear bomb in your arms!"

"Fuck! The church is one thing, but now they're getting involved in this kind of thing too?" Victor said angrily.

"Do you think you can still get away now?" Li Ang asked.

Victor was speechless.

Yes, from the time it happened until now, the other party's reaction speed has been frighteningly fast.

Brief news, observation post.

Every step they took precisely struck their nerves.

This shows that an invisible net has been quietly cast.

They are like insects trapped in a spider web; any struggle they make will only tighten the web further.

Li Ang then looked at Derek.

"You, do something now."

Derek immediately stood up straight.

"Boss, what are your instructions?"

"Go find the people you trust, the most reliable and the most greedy ones." Li Ang looked at him. "Use these things, and the position of the future master of Ninth Street, to tell them who they should be working for."

Leon tossed Derek a small bottle containing a dozen or so "Elysium Pills".

"I need a fighting force, understand? Don't hire those drug addicts who break at the slightest touch!"

"Understood, boss!" Derek took the medicine bottle as if he had received an inviolable weapon of power, and immediately turned around to go out and select manpower.

In the slaughterhouse, only Leon and Victor remained.

Victor looked at Li Ang, his lips moved, but he ultimately couldn't say a word.

He felt like he was having a nightmare from which he couldn't wake up.

First, there were five million worth of weapons, and now these federal documents of unknown origin.

Each one of them was enough to kill him a hundred times over.

Li Ang ignored him.

He walked to the pile of documents that had been taken out of the "grenade," squatted down, picked up one, and began to read it again.

He read very quickly, his eyes scanning the lines on the paper.

"Aren't you afraid?" Victor finally couldn't help but ask.

Li Ang's gaze never left the document.

"Will being afraid do any good?"

Victor was speechless.

Yeah, what's the use of being afraid?

If fear were useful, he should have fled to Mexico by now, instead of standing here with a mountain of problems that could pierce the sky.

Li Ang stood up, gathered all the documents back together, and put them into an empty ammunition box.

"Charlie wants weapons, Eagle Snake wants documents."

Leon looked at Victor.

"And we want everything."

Victor was so shocked by Li Ang's words that he was speechless for a long time.

Just then, Scorpion led a group of people out of the sewer.

They dragged a man who had been beaten half to death and threw him at Li Ang's feet.

"Boss, we've brought the man back," Scorpion said.

The man was curled up on the ground, covered in wounds, with blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Who sent you?" Li Ang asked.