The van stopped at the entrance of a white mansion atop the hill...
Mountain Eagle was pushed off the van, and then was flanked by Big Mouth and Broadcast as they entered the mansion, he couldn't help but marvel at the scene before him...
Who would have thought that someone would build a mini White House on an unnamed mountain in the far outskirts of Daqili?
On the gravel path leading to the White House, dozens of luxury cars were parked.
There were quite a few Range Rover Autobiographies, with the rest being big vehicles like Cadillac Escalades or Bentley Bentaygas.
If not for the armed soldiers standing at every strategic point in the estate, anyone would think there was some high-class social gathering taking place here.
Led by several armed soldiers, Mountain Eagle and his group crossed the parking lot to the mansion's back door...
Looking at a middle-aged man in a Tang suit and a man in a Floral Shirt laughing and talking on the lawn outside the back door, Killing Bee suddenly paused and said in a lowered voice: "This isn't good, Naokan is here too, you need to be careful..."
Naokan is a man in his forties, wearing a Floral Shirt, casual pants, round face, Eight-character Mustache, with semi-long hair, and a pair of toad sunglasses popular from the 90s...
This guy wore a large gold watch on his wrist, a hefty gold chain around his neck, and when he smiled, his mouth was full of gold teeth, completely embodying the nouveau riche look.
This drug lord who suddenly rose to prominence in the past two years was clearly not favored by the Tang-suited middle-aged man beside him...
Although the Tang-suited middle-aged man smiled, the contempt in his eyes was easily caught by Mountain Eagle.
Upon seeing Killing Bee bringing Mountain Eagle closer, the Tang-suited middle-aged man came over with a beaming smile and said a few words to Killing Bee in Thai...
Mountain Eagle couldn't understand what they were saying, but it was clear that Killing Bee was very cautious when dealing with the Tang-suited middle-aged man...
Moreover, the Tang-suited elder conducted himself with much method, even with Naokan right by his side, he still called over a young man in a white shirt with a computer, who found the police's leaked photo of Mountain Eagle online and carefully compared it with the man himself...
After confirming his identity, the Tang-suited elder specifically sought Killing Bee's opinion; seeing that he seemed not too keen on dealing directly with Naokan, he performed the role of a Middleman...
Killing Bee and Naokan, distanced by over ten meters, completed the transaction without even saying a word to each other.
This was the typical role of Middlemen and brokers, using the nature of their profession to fully understand both parties' needs and avoid any unnecessary disagreements during communication.
The transaction lasted for about fifteen minutes until Killing Bee received a phone call confirming the money had arrived. He exchanged a few words in Thai with the Tang-suited middle-aged man and gestured for Big Mouth and Broadcast to leave, giving Mountain Eagle a heavy pat on the shoulder...
This made Mountain Eagle feel something ominous...
Because in the past, whenever Killing Bee reached out to him, he would gesture towards places that seemed ambiguous, and this last gesture was a warning for him to be careful.
Mountain Eagle knew something was indeed not right, as according to their prearranged plan, he was to be turned over to Old Jin, and then wait for Naokan's men to 'pick up the goods'. Unexpectedly, Naokan was here...
Just as Mountain Eagle was pondering with his head down, two armed soldiers took Big Mouth's and Broadcast's place and grabbed him...
The Tang-suited middle-aged man stepped in front of Mountain Eagle, looked him up and down with the splint on his leg, and said in a deep voice: "Hua Country man?"
Mountain Eagle looked up at the Tang-suited middle-aged man, his voice somewhat tense as he replied: "Yes, that's right..."
The Tang-suited middle-aged man nodded with a look of pity and said, "I've read your history, a real man you are, but it's a pity your luck was poor, use your brain more in your next life..."
Mountain Eagle pressed down on his throat and lowered his voice, speaking in a deep tone, "I don't need anyone to teach me!"
The man in traditional Chinese attire was slightly startled, then burst into a big laugh and raised his thumb, "Ballsy!"
As he spoke, the man in Chinese attire patted Mountain Eagle's shoulder and said, "People here call me Old Jin. I'm a middleman. The one who's buying your life is over there...
He said he wants to carve out your heart and eat it, so don't hold a grudge against me when you go down."
Mountain Eagle felt there was something odd about the way Old Jin spoke. What was a middleman doing, wasting so much time talking to him?
As he fell silent deep in thought, the already impatient Naokan took big strides over...
This guy, showing off a mouthful of gold teeth, gave Mountain Eagle a look from head to toe before impatiently saying to Old Jin, "What are we waiting for? The deal's done. Make some space. I'm going to carve him up...
I'm going to cleanse my bad luck with the blood of my enemies, and then I will obliterate all of you..."
Old Jin looked at Mountain Eagle, who was silent and head-down; he turned to Naokan with a smile and said, "Naokan, it's just a game of cards. There's no need for such a bloody scene, right?"
Naokan, at this moment, seemed to hardly care about Mountain Eagle. He said angrily, "Those sons of bitches are clearly ganging up against me. They think I'd be scared of them. I'll show them how I, Naokan, got to where I am today."
Old Jin, upon hearing this, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he still smiled and waved his hand at the guy in the white shirt, saying, "Find a room in the basement for Mr. Naokan, and make it quick..."
Then Old Jin patted Mountain Eagle on the shoulder again, showing a friendly smile, and said, "Still standing tall, you're a real man..."
Mountain Eagle instinctively felt that Old Jin was a smiling tiger—the kind that devours people without spitting out their bones...
Why, he couldn't exactly say, but he just felt that everything Old Jin did was off, even slightly psychopathic.
Sure enough, as Old Jin turned to leave, he said to the gambling-frustrated Naokan, "This guy's got some guts...
I have a client who particularly likes tough nuts; after you finish with him, save some leftovers for me. I'll take them to my client, so they can make a few pieces to send your way."
Old Jin spoke with a grin, but Mountain Eagle felt an icy chill shoot from his heels to his head...
And Naokan, who had just been raving about washing off his bad luck with the blood of his enemies, was no longer as violent as before...
Old Jin spoke of a business so cruel in such a casual manner, signifying to Naokan, that his brand of cruelty was nothing to sneeze at.
Just as Mountain Eagle was being escorted into the mansion, making his way down to the basement via the elevator, Killing Bee who was speeding down the mountain, took the first chance to leave the winding road to call Blood Fox...
"Something's gone wrong. Naokan is in Old Jin's mansion..."
Blood Fox on the other end of the line said, "I see it..."
Killing Bee was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Where are you?"
Blood Fox lowered his voice and said, "Of course, inside Old Jin's mansion. Measles and God Stick are heading your way...
Killing Bee, Plan B. Use the backroads up the mountain, wait for my signal, and be ready to cover our escape at any moment."