novelraw Chapter 994 - 1009: Francis
Chapter 994 - 1009: Francis
Seeing the Great Mountains and Seas solve the problem within a minute, Lin Mu stood up satisfied, glanced at the red-haired youth next to him, stepped on his chest, and smiled, "See? Having more people doesn't mean you're tough, right?"The red-haired youth grimaced in pain as he looked at Lin Mu, "Kid, if you dare touch me, my boss won't spare you. Do you know who my boss is? He's the almighty Ivan. If you're scared, it's not too late to beg for mercy."
"Damn it, you're a freaking idiot, aren't you? Threatening me at this moment? You want to be beaten to a pulp, right?" Lin Mu stepped on the red-haired youth's stomach, and the youth immediately curled up and began to howl.
Lin Mu couldn't be bothered to argue with them; they were just a bunch of Lanzai, and he was here to deal with the Tsar, the big kingpin. So these red-haired ones weren't worth the hassle.
"Da Shan, Da Hai, let's go," Lin Mu waved his hand and said.
The two nodded and then followed Lin Mu out of the snack street.
"Damn it, these scumbags dare look down on us Huaxia People. They should be taught a lesson," Da Hai said after getting into the car.
"Haha, just a bunch of Lanzai, they're everywhere. Let's not talk about them. Let's head back to the hotel and discuss our main business," Lin Mu said.
At this moment, Lin Mu wanted to quickly resolve the matter with the Tsar Group. Although the old man hadn't said he wanted Tsar eliminated, Lin Mu felt that if possible, he should take him out. That's his personality—resolve all issues at once to avoid future trouble.
Upon returning to the hotel, Da Hai and Da Shan followed Lin Mu back to the room. The three sat down, pulled out cigarettes, and lit them.
"Da Shan, Da Hai, tell me about your recent investigation findings," Lin Mu said as he sat on the sofa, slowly exhaling a puff of smoke.
"Let me go first," Da Shan nodded and then said, "The Tsar Group is the largest underground organization in the Haba District and quite renowned in Russia as well. The largest entertainment venue in the Haba District, Tsar's Holy City, is owned by them. Da Hai and I went there once, it's not your average big venue, including baths, discos, entertainment, gambling—every kind of entertainment is available at Tsar's Holy City. Of course, the security there is also very tight. Besides the disco on the first floor, ordinary people find it hard to go upstairs to spend money. Those who can do so are all influential figures."
"Did you ever make it upstairs?" Lin Mu asked.
"We tried but were stopped," Da Shan said.
Lin Mu exhaled a puff of smoke and then asked, "Any other news?"
"There's also a very important piece of news, highly confidential from within the Tsar Group. According to insiders, the group will soon conduct an arms deal, but the exact time is yet to be determined. This batch of arms is massive, suggesting they plan to undertake large-scale action," Da Shan analyzed.
"Arms?" Lin Mu frowned upon hearing this, "Are they purchasing or selling?"
"Purchasing, and not a small quantity. If they have this batch of arms, they could almost dominate the entire Haba District, even more powerful than the government," Da Shan said.
Lin Mu thought for a moment, "This batch of arms is the breakthrough point to tackle the Tsar Group. Investigate the specific transaction time, then we'll think of a way to sabotage the deal."
"Brother Lin, there might be challenges. This deal is different from usual; the boss attaches great importance to it, probably only top personnel know. Even if we find the transaction time, it's tough to stop it. The Tsar Group has many experts; it's hard for just the three of us to topple them!" Da Shan said.
"Don't worry, that's not an issue. I have ways. How about we head to Tsar's Holy City for a look tomorrow?" Lin Mu said.
Da Shan and Da Hai nodded, "Alright, Brother Lin, you rest first. We'll head back now."
In the Haba District's Holy City Disco, surrounded by red lights, green liquor, and flashing neon, Ivan, the fierce-looking Tsar leader, sat in the boss chair, a thick cigar between his fingers, wearing a dazzling gold ring and jade ring.
"Boss, that guy is too powerful. The hundred and eighty brothers I brought were all taken down in under a minute," the defeated red-haired youth reported to Ivan with a bitter expression.
"Damn it, you bunch of useless idiots! Three Huaxia People can fight and beat a hundred and eighty of you to piss your pants? Why don't you **** off?" Ivan yelled angrily, slamming his palm on the table, causing everything on it to fall to the ground.
The red-haired youth shuddered in fear, "Boss, it's not our fault, those three are really strong, we couldn't match them. Look at my hands, they've been crippled."
Ivan's face twitched, "Damn it, causing trouble on my turf? Fed up with life, are we?"
"Boss, what do you think we should do?" The red-haired youth looked expectantly at Ivan; he was eager for Ivan to exact revenge on Lin Mu for him.
Ivan took a puff of his cigar and then said, "First, find out where they're staying and then think of a way to deal with them."
The red-haired youth nodded, "Got it, boss. As long as you step in, that guy will surely be dead meat."
"Stop sucking up and get to work," Ivan waved him off.
"Okay, I'll report any news immediately to you, boss." The red-haired youth nodded and began to turn towards the door.
"Wait a minute,"
The red-haired youth had just opened the door when Ivan called him back.
"Boss, is there anything else?" The red-haired youth asked with a sneer.
"How's the matter with those girls going?" Ivan asked.
"Don't worry, boss. I'm handling it. They'll be at our venue tomorrow. Then, boss, you can personally experience them—the best of the best," the red-haired youth said with a sly smile.
"Good! Make sure to give the girls the utmost care," Ivan waved his hand.
"Alright, I'll check on those Huaxia People's address now," the red-haired youth nodded. To him, dealing with Lin Mu and his team was the most important, as both his hands had almost been ruined.
After the red-haired youth left, Ivan leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke in the office when his phone rang. Ivan picked up the phone, glanced at it, and quickly answered.
"Hi, hello, esteemed Francis," Ivan greeted respectfully.
The caller wasn't anyone else but Francis, a loyal lieutenant under Tsar, and Ivan's superior.
Ivan was Francis's subordinate.
"Hmm, my good friend Ivan, that batch of arms will arrive in Haba District in a few days. Our boss Tsar has instructed that nothing can go wrong this time. How is your manpower arranged?" Francis asked.
"Rest assured, I have everything prepared here, awaiting your instructions," Ivan replied.