In America, my cousin, Supergirl Kara...

"Don't eat the pickled radish! What kind of bastard is blocking the way?" Kara's eyes blazed with anger as a matte black Cadillac Escalade sped out from the side and blocked her way.

Several Black men wearing blue headscarves got out of the car. A middle-aged man in a pink suit stepped out of the passenger seat; it was Queser.

"Connor, long time no see." Quese laughed and walked to the car, knocking on the window. "Have you forgotten your brother? I've missed you terribly."

Li Xiao pressed down on Kara, who was about to rush out, shook his head slightly, and then opened the car door to greet her.

Queser gave Li Xiao a warm hug, and as he pulled hard with both arms, his eyelids twitched. It was strange that this kid seemed so much stronger than last time, when he was clearly a skinny boy with a thin build.

"Boss Queser is really anxious, he even came all the way to pick me up," Li Xiao grinned, revealing a simple and honest smile.

"Connor, every extra day costs money," Quisser said, his foul breath tickling his ear. "Don't try anything funny, kid. Near Pike Place Market, right? The Crippled Gang may not be good at much, but finding someone in Seattle isn't hard for them. Just listen to me this time, and I'll make sure you're fine."

A cold glint appeared in Li Xiao's eyes. This guy was really a master of stealth; even after being lost, he managed to pinpoint the exact location. He certainly had some skill.

"How could I? I've been itching to get on stage and vent," Li Xiao rubbed his hands together. "Who wants to turn down a mountain of greenbacks?"

"There's no 'best,' let's go now. There's a match tonight, and we need you." Quese put his arm around Li Xiao's shoulder and led him to the car. "If you can win, I guarantee I'll get you four or five hot young women, each one will make you scream with pleasure. As for your cousin, I won't make things difficult for her; I'll make sure she gets home safely. How about that, am I a good brother?"

"Thank you so much." Li Xiao pretended to be eager. "I want one with big breasts and a perky butt."

"no problem"

The two men simultaneously let out lewd laughter.

*Bang!* The pickup truck door slammed shut behind her, and Kara, gripping a baseball bat, charged forward like a lioness: "You sons of bitches, what do you want?! Why are you fixated on a kid?!"

Boom!

She raised the stick and swung it down hard. The tall black man directly opposite her couldn't dodge in time and was hit hard on the forehead by the baseball bat.

"Ah! Fuck..." The big black man collapsed to the ground with a thud, a dent visibly visible on his head. He clutched his head and rolled around on the ground.

Quesser's smile slowly faded. He had just met this crazy woman and had one of his underlings taken down. It was like a slap in the face. He couldn't care less about being insincere with Li Xiao.

He immediately gave a signal to his men, and two burly black men threw down their cigarettes, pulled out machetes, and surrounded Kara with menacing expressions.

Li Xiao's face suddenly turned cold. He swooped down and landed between the two burly men, forcefully grabbing their shoulders and pressing them down. The two men felt an overwhelming force pressing down on them, and their knees slammed heavily onto the floor tiles.

"Boss Quese, my cousin has a bit of a temper, I hope you won't hold it against her." Li Xiao pressed down on the two black men, his tone icy. "She's my most important family member, I won't allow anyone to hurt her. Let's not involve others in our business. As for the guy on the ground, his medical expenses will be covered by my boxing fees, what do you say?"

Quesser's heart pounded wildly. He only saw a blur before his eyes, and this brat had already knocked his subordinate to the ground. If he had done the same to him, wouldn't he have instantly been forced to kneel down and humiliated?

"Heh, okay, Connor, I'll listen to you." Quese forced an awkward smile, slowly putting down the Desert Eagle in his hand. "I'll pretend I didn't see what she did. Connor, as her older brother, let me give you some advice: your cousin has too much of a temper, it's not good. I can let it go, but if she runs into someone else one day, it won't be so easy to resolve."

This kid is quite good at fighting. That's good too. If he were beaten to death in the ring in a few moves, how would I make big money? Thinking of this, the displeasure in my heart was deeply suppressed.

Li Xiao walked up to Kara, looked into her bloodshot eyes, and said in a light tone, "I'll be going home as usual tonight, don't worry, it's just a fight. I got into five fights on my first day in Seattle."

He really didn't think Queser could do anything to him. Although his biofield was still cooling down, he still had a lot of items on hand, so he didn't have to worry about being shot in the back.

Kara gave Queser a venomous look, sniffed, and said, "Hmph, don't think I'll worry about you. I'm afraid you'll die and no one will even collect your bones. Get lost, and don't fucking bother me."

After saying that, he angrily returned to his car and drove away in a short while.

"Heh, that's pretty spicy," Quese shook his head and opened the car door: "You three cowardly pieces of trash, get over here already."

Li Xiao got into the car. The sofa cushions were just the right amount of soft. He sat by the window with his legs spread wide, taking up a large portion of the back seat. The two black men were pushed aside, cleaning their wounds with their trouser legs, angry but unable to say anything.

The car slowly started moving. Li Xiao took out a mask, put it on, and pulled down the hood. The two people next to him were emitting a deathly body odor that he couldn't stand.

After driving a few streets, the driver glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Boss, that woman has been following us the whole time."

Quesser glanced in the rearview mirror; the pickup truck was sticking to him like glue.

"Your cousin seems to care about you a lot." Queser narrowed his eyes, barely able to contain his anger, wondering if he had been too easygoing.

"I floored the gas and shook her off."

Li Xiao snorted, and after receiving Quesai's consent, the driver suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the car roared as it sped off toward the right-hand street. Pedestrians on the road cried out in alarm and hurriedly dodged.

"Haha, look at that bespectacled bitch, she spilled coffee all over her breasts," Quese laughed, commenting on the scene outside the window.

Bad sense of humor.

Li Xiao muttered to himself. After running two or three traffic lights, the pickup truck behind him finally got stuck in the traffic and slowly grew smaller.

No one spoke in the carriage. Queser glanced at Li Xiao through the rearview mirror and saw that the latter was sleeping soundly with his legs propped up on his younger brother's head, as if they were old friends.

"It would be best if they actually had some skills," Queser scoffed, withdrawing his gaze.

The car wound its way through the city before finally stopping behind a concrete building. The walls were covered in moss, and a drainpipe was dripping water from it. A rusty steel door was half-open, obscuring the interior. Two members of the group burning leaf were squatting by the door. They quickly got up when they saw the car stop.

"arrive"

As Quess opened the car door, a strong smell of urine hit him. Li Xiao opened his eyes and got out of the car with him.

The iron gate was pushed open by gang members, and sunlight shone in, illuminating a section of concrete steps leading downwards. The lame gang members led the way, while Li Xiao and Quesai followed behind.

The walls were covered in mold, the overhead lights were dim, and several bats with wide-eyed stares hung from the moldy ceiling, making it feel as if one were walking into hell.