In America, my cousin, Supergirl Kara...

"Hi Connor, guess who I am?"

Li Xiao took a deep breath and said indifferently, "What brings you to call me today, Boss Quese?"

He clearly hadn't given Queser his number, nor had he made any calls, yet the other party had managed to dox him. Had he inadvertently leaked his information? A sense of unease crept into Li Xiao's heart.

"Connor, what's your decision? I need an answer from you today. Listen, this isn't negotiable. I believe you understand the consequences of refusing me, haha."

Hearing the sinister laughter coming from the phone, Li Xiao paused for a moment: "I will attend the underground boxing match on time."

"What? You can't come tomorrow? Does that mean you don't respect me because I haven't shown you any special skills?"

Quesser's tone was somewhat annoyed; he immediately sensed that Li Xiao was stalling for time. Then, the sound of a whip cracking against flesh came through the phone, accompanied by a woman's wailing: "Connor, guess whose voice that is?"

"Don't try to fool me, Boss Quese. This is clearly your wife, not my cousin, is she?"

"Oh, I didn't fool you. Not bad, Connor, you're really sharp."

Quesser's faint laughter came from the phone, showing no sign of embarrassment at being caught.

Li Xiao smiled coldly. He was surprised that Queser hadn't killed his wife. To be honest, it sounded very similar to what others heard, but Li Xiao's hearing was extremely sharp, and he immediately recognized it.

It seemed this guy didn't know his address, which relieved Li Xiao; otherwise, given his nature, he would definitely have dragged Kara away.

Moreover, he was truly impressed by the creativity of Americans; they came up with such an idea, which was something he had never expected.

"I'll arrive in three days as agreed. After all, I still lack practical experience, and I'm sure Boss Queser wouldn't want to see me get knocked out instantly on stage."

If it weren't for the video, I'd fucking wish you were dead!

Quesser took a deep drag on his cigar. Beside him hung a naked woman covered in whip marks, her skin and flesh rolled back at her waist and abdomen, revealing yellow fat underneath.

"Darling..." The woman tried to use this term to evoke Queser's past feelings, but was met with a pair of fiery eyes staring intently at her.

"You damn bitch, who gave you permission to call me that!"

The cigar tip, still glowing with fire, was pressed against the woman's erect vulva in an instant. Quesé's wife let out a bloodcurdling scream, writhing wildly like a tethered stray cat.

A smell of flesh being scalded slowly wafted out.

"Very well, Connor. Then see you in three days as agreed. You should know the address. If I don't see you by then, I'll mobilize all my men to search for you and your sister in Seattle. That'll be the fate of both of you!"

After he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a blade chopping bone coming from his phone. Li Xiao silently put away his phone. Seeing that the person was useless, he immediately became ruthless. He recognized the sound; it was the sound of a Nepalese kukri cutting into the elbow bone, including the tendons and meridians being severed. He heard it clearly.

This guy is full of insidious schemes, but more importantly, his ruthless nature is extremely difficult to deal with.

He wondered how much Lisa knew about the Crippled Gang. Before he knew it, he had arrived at the station. Li Xiao boarded the Greyhound bus. There were no monsters or freaks on the bus today, only normal passengers looking down at their phones. He found a seat near the window and sat down.

Just then, his phone rang. It was Corinna calling, and Li Xiao answered it.

"Hey little white ferret, did you miss me?"

"What is it?"

Li Xiao sighed. With Quesei's threat right in front of him, he had little interest in playing games with her.

"Ha, heartless brat, you used me yesterday and have already forgotten about me completely today."

At that moment, an Asian man wearing a hat with the American flag sat down in the empty seat next to him. He was holding a backpack and looking around curiously.

Seeing Li Xiao with his baseball cap pulled low, chatting with a sweet-talking Western woman, and recalling how he had been refused service by a white prostitute not long ago, a burning jealousy ignited in his heart.

Why?! This guy with the same skin color as him can hook up with American women! Isn't this supposed to be a free America? Why does he keep getting thwarted?

Li Xiao, of course, was unaware of the tense atmosphere surrounding him. Hearing Corinna's resentful voice, he said helplessly, "I haven't forgotten your contributions, but could you please not make it sound like we've had a relationship? That's not funny."

"Okay, I'm just kidding. I have a job to finish tonight. How about it, interested in helping me earn some tips?"

"What kind of work?"

"It's about collecting late payment fees. A truck driver bought an accident insurance policy from me, but for some reason, he stopped paying his monthly premiums. I'm going over there to deal with it. Where are you now?"

Li Xiao glanced at the platform and declined, saying, "Never mind, after I finish training Lisa, I have to practice Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), so I might not have time."

Li Xiao felt he didn't have enough time. He was busy with Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), training Lisa, and since arriving in America, he hadn't even had time to review his studies.

"That doesn't conflict with the date. I'm not going there until 9 PM. Tell me the location quickly, and I'll come pick you up right away."

He was indeed free at nine o'clock, and he could earn extra money. Corinna took on big orders, and if she was lucky, she could easily get a few hundred dollars for herself.

Thinking of this, Li Xiao told the next bus stop, and the roar of a BMW i8 came through his phone, indicating that Corinna had already set off.

Li Xiao put away his phone and shifted his gaze to the man next to him, who had been secretly staring at him for several minutes.

"Dude, is this your girlfriend? I'm so envious." The man had small eyes, and his smile gave off a roguish vibe.

Li Xiao glanced at him sideways, his expression darkening slightly. "What, is this any of your business?"

This person's eyes looked very uncomfortable, slippery like an eel, and he didn't boast about his popularity with women, which didn't mean anything.

The man was taken aback by the remark, and his face turned somewhat ugly, but he quickly put on a smile. "Dude, I see you're from Dongda University too. Teach me how you get to know these foreign girls. We're the same skin color, so why can you charm white girls so much?" As he said the last few words, his sourness almost overflowed.

This is also a kind person, Li Xiao immediately recognized. He leaned back in his chair and said slowly, "There is a secret, though. You have to work hard to improve yourself in order to gain the favor of others."

The man's smile froze for a moment, then he coughed twice, his smile somewhat forced. "Haha, brother, you're really funny. I'm not jealous, but these white girls spend a lot of money and have bad tempers. It wouldn't be worth it if I ended up emptying my wallet and losing both my money and my love." His words seemed to be for Li Xiao's sake.

Li Xiao felt that this person was contradicting himself; he was talking about how he met Bai Nu, and now he was criticizing her flaws.

Li Xiao was too lazy to argue with him any longer, and casually said, "Don't worry, she's much richer than me, and she has a pretty good temper."

Just as she finished speaking, the Greyhound bus arrived at the station. Corinna's car was parked near the bus stop, and could be seen at a glance through the glass.

"Damn, the driver's seat in that BMW i8 looks like it's a woman. If only I could know her."

"I know him."

Li Xiao glanced sideways as he stepped out of the car. Corinna then walked over and, as if they were old friends, took Li Xiao's hand and got into the car.

This scene instantly made the man so jealous he felt like he was on fire. He never expected that this guy's girlfriend would be such a beautiful and wealthy woman, and a stunning beauty in her early twenties at that.

"Damn it, it was just a pretty boy! Holy crap! Why wasn't it me?!"