Big trouble

  Yi Chen has settled the Manchester matter, the factory is back in operation, and Ouf's sister has been sent to a good sanatorium as her mental state seems unstable. All of this was arranged by Phil. After Phil returned from Manchester, Yi Chen suddenly found himself back in those boring days with nothing to do.

  Fabio, under Chekhov's guidance, has already begun to embezzle family funds. To better execute his plan, Fabio has returned to Italy overnight with some people and started to win over the support of a few key figures within the family, supporting him in handling certain family businesses with full authority.

  Bored to death, Yidun directly dialed Fattadio's phone: "Dear Fattadio, what about your plan? How are you going to do it?" He began to urge Fattadio because Fattadio's plan could bring in a lot of money. As Yidun told Fabio, money is everything; with money, everything can be settled.

  Fatiao sighed on the phone: "Dear Chinese Yi, I'm almost arriving at your Chinatown. Just wait a bit, only one street away."

  Yi dust flew quickly hung up the phone, cold voice said: "Gather all the manpower, prepare for changes. It seems that this time our little friend has some not-so-good things happening. OK, no matter whether it's God or Satan, whoever blesses me I will believe in, damn it, this trouble must not be related to their boss, otherwise our fun will be big, I don't want Scotland Yard and other powerful departments to take care of us every day."

  About three minutes later, the slightly neurotic Fatadiou led a group of seven or eight middle-aged men with extraordinary demeanor into the room. Fatadiou pointed directly at the man behind him, whose hair was slightly graying and looked very elegant, saying: "Zhongguo Yi, you know him, my boss, his identity doesn't need to be introduced further. The others are all senior secretaries of the boss, equivalent to my position, you understand, we're just in charge of different matters."

  Fatadio didn't beat around the bush and directly pointed at Yichun, introducing him by saying: "Boss, this is Chinese Yi, possibly the most powerful underground force in London right now, also our planned collaborator, yeah, Chinese Yi."

  Yi Chen stood up, shook hands with the boss of Fatadio, both sides were quite forceful, Yi Chen smiled slightly and said: "Honored guest, please, please, next, it's a bit too noisy here." At this moment, they were still in the second-floor lounge, while the crazy music from downstairs was still faintly audible.

  Fatadi and his party nodded, without saying much, followed Yichun through several dark doors, took two hidden elevators, and arrived at a secret meeting room underground. Even Yichun himself was intentionally forgetting this room, because this room was used to prepare for the most important and urgent matters. Yichun had even set up a large number of defensive arrays inside the walls of the room. If it wasn't necessary, Yichun would never use this room. Of course, until now, Yichun hadn't encountered anything that required using this room.

  However, this time the boss of Fattahdio came out in person. Yichen deeply understood the meaning implied inside. After all, as someone who can occupy an administrative district chief position in a big country like Russia, he would not leave his "territory" without extremely important business. Moreover, there was no news about him arriving in the UK in the news report, which means he must have come through some unconventional channels.

  "Everyone, please, at ease. I still can't imagine who could have installed a bug in here, so it should be absolutely safe," said Yi Chen from the large sofa against the wall. The hidden door opened again and Jester and Cain came in, quietly sitting down on the left side of Yi Chen's sofa. This time, Fei Li didn't cling to Yi Chen but sat obediently on his right side instead. Phil and Gole pushed a cart of liquor into the room, starting to mix cocktails.

  Fatiao's boss, now let's just call him Ali, said simply: "There are some problems with my affairs, so I brought a group of trusted people and can be said to have escaped to the UK. If Mr. Yi can't help us solve related matters, I'm afraid I'll have to go into political exile immediately. Except for Switzerland, I'm afraid no country will be willing to take me in."

  Yi Chen nodded and signaled Gor to send a cup of wine over, slowly saying: "I don't know about our plan, that..."

  "That plan? God, if I can't get through this, that plan is dead... Even you, Mr. Yi, won't be able to escape unscathed." He said bluntly: "If the matter leaks out, we'll have to go into exile together. Maybe the US will take us in, but there's no guarantee. After all, Britain is their most important ally now."

  "Alas, has your plan to take aim at the British financial market been leaked? I hope God blesses you, and that your plan doesn't involve me, or else it would be too unfortunate."

  Fatadi said: "This, actually, is not our fault... You also know that our boss is in the midst of an election campaign and is competing with several political enemies for that position. They used some very shady means to obtain some very important, non-publicly important information from us. It seems that some information related to you was also taken away by them."

  Yì chén was inwardly furious, "Stupid Russian pigs, damn it, do you have to record everything on paper? You bunch of idiots... Wait, maybe I'm wrong, perhaps you've recorded it on computer disks instead. But Russia has the most perverted hacker groups in the world, don't you have any vigilance at all? Damn it, should I just take care of you right now?" The star power of Bai Hu Xing Suo began to slowly rotate within Yi Chen's Four Image Circulation, a thread of oppressive killing intent slowly seeping out, making A Li and the others pant for breath.

  He could feel the bloody killing intent on his boss's body, and Cain's hand began to move towards his waist. Phil, Goll and Jester clenched their fists lightly, while Feli smiled at Ali and the others, but her eyes were devoid of any warmth, filled with icy killing intent.

  "Darling, things are not as serious as that yet... You see, once the documents were stolen, we immediately found out who the mole was and rushed to London..." He saw Yi Chen's face still looked unwell and quickly explained: "It turns out our political enemies sent someone to steal those documents and handed them over to a few British intelligence personnel, specifically the ones related to our plans to attack their financial market. They'll probably return to Britain in two days to hand over the documents to their headquarters officials, we even have their route of action."

  Yi Chen furrowed his brow, and the White Tiger Star's power dissipated thread by thread as he said: "So, that means we can ambush and kill them? Hmm, interesting. You're the boss there, why don't you take action? Also, explain to me why they didn't send these materials back at the first opportunity, and how you knew their route of action."

  He licked his dry lips, not bothering to drink the wine and said: "I can't get rid of them on my own territory, after all, their public identity is diplomats, I don't dare take risks during my term... Besides, they are diplomats, so we must find a suitable reason for them to leave Russia, and they seem to be not very concerned about those documents, although I know the killing power of these documents... As for their itinerary, they are not secret agents, my people have long known their entire document transfer channel, rest assured, I am confident."

  "Will they not send the documents back to London?"

  Fatadi said, "If they dared to mail it, we would have retrieved the information long ago. Besides, they can't be too eager to return to London. This is a point that our boss didn't consider - they can't show too much urgency, or else they will definitely arouse our suspicion." He glanced at Ali, who nodded and didn't mind that he had pointed out his oversight.

  "Alright, that explains why they won't be back in the UK for two days. Give me all the relevant information and I'll take care of them, retrieve the data, and you can return to Russia without any suspicion falling on your heads."

  "No, I can't go back now. If you can't get those documents, I'll definitely end up in prison. I have to leave Britain for France and wait for news. In three days, if there's no good news, I'll be ready to flee."

  Yi Chen coldly snorted: "Do you doubt our strength?"

  Ali shook his head and said seriously, "It's not that I doubt your ability, but I don't dare to risk my own life and future. You have no idea how terrifying Russian prisons are, they're like hell on earth, I will never go there... I don't want to end up like those Russian tycoons who were imprisoned a few years ago, so I can only choose to wait for news in France."

  "It doesn't matter," said Yì Chén, opening his hands. "So, you can go ahead then... Hmm, if we succeed later on, we'll notify Mr. Fatah Dio. As for your political enemies, I think we might be able to give them a bit of trouble."

  Suddenly, Ali's spirit lifted: "That's right, if you can get that information, we can also put fake information in, right? Hmm, a wonderful plan. Fatadiou, you stay in London and forge some intelligence about those guys colluding with international organized crime to attack the London financial market. And that British company that refused to cooperate with us last year, frame them... Of course, Mr. Yi, everything depends on you..." He slowly stood up, his slightly narrowed eyes full of hope.

  "It's all right, you can go back and be your local emperor, don't worry."

  After sending off Ali and his group, Yi Chen looked at Fattahdio and said: "Dear, now it's your turn to take action. You quickly forge a suitable document for us, I can only give you twenty-four hours... because forty hours later, those three damned intelligence personnel will be getting off the plane."

  Fatadi agreed, Chekhov left a disc to accompany him to make relevant materials, and Yichen took a group of people back to that absolutely confidential room.

  One wall of the secret room, a wide and large secret door opened, and all the results of Yi Chen's hard work over the years were revealed. In this 20x10 meter large secret warehouse, there was an arsenal of all kinds of military equipment that could be bought on the market, from 120mm mortars to special silent pistols, everything was available.

  "Cain gave the order: 'Everyone, choose your most familiar weapon... Brothers, return to your true selves.'"

  The men behind him walked into the armory in an orderly fashion, selecting the weapons they were most accustomed to using. Some of them put on black special operations suits and applied face paint, while others simply chose some weapons without any additional gear. Yī Chén said slowly: "You are all elites of the German nation, so I believe you will complete your mission well... Jester and Cain go to the airport to track their cars, report their vehicle shapes and locations. The rest of you hide near the highway and tell Mr. Phil what extra facilities you need, let's move out! If necessary, we'll also take action, but by then it would be your shame, understood?"

  These German big men clearly understand the meaning of easy dust. If they need easy dust to personally take action to solve those three British intelligence personnel, then this group of elites will really not be able to mix down.

  Cain and Jester walked out, the other big men filed out after them, heading down another corridor. Phil was muttering over the extra equipment they had requested: "Yeah, three stretched and armored cargo vans, four off-road jeeps, that's it, boss."

  Yi Chen nodded and acknowledged it, then went upstairs with Feili in his arms.

  Thirty-eight hours later, on the highway from the airport to downtown London, the staff at two toll booths were completely cleared out. Cain's subordinates left five people in each booth, and the rest were Phil's black subordinates wearing uniforms, one by one with a warm smile, tearing tickets and collecting money for passing vehicles, very professional. Inside the toll booth, those real workers curled up on the floor like a small dog tied up, with their own smelly socks stuffed in their mouths, this smell must be unbearable.

  Jester and Kane caught up with the vehicle that had come to pick up the three intelligence personnel, a modified black sedan. Looking at its thick chassis and the extra width of the body, Kane said in a low voice into his earpiece: "Be aware, it's an armored car. Everyone get ready for heavy firepower, light automatic weapons won't have any effect... At the same time, be prepared to block the police."

  Jester said with a playful tone, "Their license plate number is ××××××. Hmm, take note, after letting them off, seal the highway for us. After all, it's not a good thing to hurt too many innocent people."

  The two cars closely followed the black sedan in front, which had a special license plate. The toll booth attendants let it and Cain's car pass without even looking up, then lowered all the barriers and hung up the red "Do Not Pass" signs. A specially made three-legged barrier was also placed on the toll booth's passage, after which these fake toll collectors drove off with a whoosh.

  Yi Chen gazed intently at the highway three kilometers away on the mountain waist, his vision getting better and better, not needing binoculars, almost able to see every small grain of sand on the highway. Several subordinates reported in their earpieces: "There are still over fifty ordinary civilians' vehicles on this section of the highway, boss."

  Yi Chen said coldly: "If they are destined to die, we can't help them, let's just act as we please."

  That armored vehicle was definitely a bit off, because Jester and their car were following too closely, they instinctively felt the danger, and just behind Cain's car, not even one car could be seen, it was really too abnormal. They accelerated, the modified turbocharged engine's powerful horsepower driving the heavy body flying like a sprint.

  Cain smiled and raised his Desert Eagle, firing a shot that shattered the windshield, leaving a small white dot on the rear of the car in front.

  Jester's merciless mockery: "Kain, your gun is too weak, can't even break through their first layer of steel plate."

  Cain looked at Jester with dissatisfaction and said, "Their vehicle can withstand the close-range sweep of a 12.7mm heavy machine gun, but it's not something that my handgun can damage, just to make them run faster... That's enough, Jester, you're not afraid of the power of explosives, but I'm still a normal person."

  "Are you a normal person? Three times the muscle strength of a normal person, ten times the abnormal vision, are you a normal person?" However, he still listened and slowed down the car. Ahead, in the flower pool at the center of the road, a flame burst out, that heavy armored vehicle groaned, three wheels touched the ground and slid forward for a while, then barely balanced itself, four tires spewing black smoke, continuing to speed wildly.

  Jester accelerated the vehicle, yelling: "Damn it, this armored car must have been modified by the Germans." Kane looked at him in confusion, Jester roared: "Damn it, only the Germans can build something so solid, thirty kilograms of explosives and it still didn't flip over." Kane's face was strange, he had no way to respond to Jester's words that were neither praise nor criticism.

  A stretched and heavily loaded red cargo truck suddenly swerved over from the right lane, blocking the way ahead. The armored vehicle made a frantic turn, but it was still too fast and ended up with its head buried in the cargo truck, coming to a stop.

  A dozen or so burly men in black clothes climbed onto the highway from the side of the road, their large-caliber shotgun roaring wildly in their hands, smashing the armored car into fragments flying everywhere. However, the 20-centimeter-thick bulletproof glass was too sturdy, and although the shotgun's power was sufficient, it did not manage to blast its way in.

  Three intelligence officers can be seen frantically making phone calls for help, while the hapless driver had already smashed his head into the windshield and was now slumped over the steering wheel, either dead or alive.

  Yi Chen had ordered that the data disc must be found, so no one dared to use high-powered firearms. As a result, several strong men were fiddling with two anti-tank rocket launchers, but they didn't dare fire them. If the disc was destroyed, Yi Chen would have their skin flayed off, and Cain wouldn't just cut off their heads.

  Cain slowly got out of the car and walked to the front of the bulletproof vehicle, which was showered with countless sparks. He signaled the big men to stop shooting and gestured for the people inside to come out on their own. The three intelligence personnel looked at Cain deeply, exchanged glances, and bit their lips tightly, seemingly determined not to come out thanks to the excellent performance of this bulletproof vehicle. Yi Chen looked at all this with dissatisfaction and said to Fei Li beside him, "There are still thirteen minutes, a large police force will arrive, and maybe even special forces personnel. Damn it, is this bulletproof car that solid?"

  Yi Chen's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at the scene. With a fierce punch, he slammed into the windshield in front of him. Yi Chen was shocked to see that the windshield only cracked open with fine white lines, this was a punch with a force of over one ton! Yi Chen began to understand that it wasn't that Kayne's subordinates were incompetent, but rather that this armored car was just too sturdy.

  Yi Chen sneered and said to Cain: "Mr. Cain, take your subordinates and those police officers to play, I think I've found something interesting." Cain also showed a hint of cold smile, leading his subordinates to rush towards the toll station near London at high speed.

  Fairy also rushed over quickly, her speed was not as fast as Yichun's, but in just 20 seconds she ran three kilometers, such a speed was enough to be frightening. Jester got out of the car with a sly smile on his face and punched the car he had just driven, turning it into a huge fireball. Anyway, it was Phil's subordinate who stole the car, so Jester wouldn't feel any pain.

  There were no other vehicles nearby, the sound of gunfire was heard, and the private cars in the distance all stopped, and the passengers had already climbed over the highway railing and ran away.

  Yi Chen began to pummel the hearts of the three members inside the armored car, as if he were a pile driver, continuously pounding out over a hundred punches, each with a force of over a ton. The entire vehicle retreated amidst the deafening roar, and even the 20-centimeter-thick bulletproof glass could not withstand Yi Chen's terrifyingly fast blows. After Yi Chen had pounded out two hundred punches, the entire front windshield collapsed.

  Yi Chen smiled and said, "This glass, isn't it very solid?" He finally used his true strength, punching the car door's glass into powder, and coldly said, "Three of you, I've had enough fun, you can come out now." The three intelligence agents stared at Yi Chen and company's superhuman display in shock, muttering to themselves, "Devil, God... devil..." They were already frightened out of their wits.

  Very satisfactorily, Yi Chen found the disc on them and then performed a switcheroo. Before the police and army arrived, they quickly left the scene.

  After receiving the order to retreat, Cain commanded his subordinates and Phil's men to withdraw quickly. Before leaving, they used a few rocket-propelled grenades to blow up more than a dozen police cars in a chain reaction, causing severe casualties among the police officers who were armed with small handguns. As they were busy rescuing the wounded, they also blocked the pursuit of the elite special task force. Under Phil and Goll's cover, everyone returned to their headquarters without any significant casualties.

  Yi Chen asked Kain a question after handing over the materials to Fatadio: "Mr. Kain, if we need to deal with such special vehicles in the future, what kind of equipment do we need?"

  Kane said bluntly, "Actually, ordinary anti-tank rockets can take them down, but if you want to extract something intact from inside, you can use a cutting machine's high-temperature flame to cut it out. The effect is not good, and it usually takes more than an hour to make a hole, which is not as fast as having the bosses themselves take action."

  "No wonder, no wonder why the current national leaders all like such vehicles, haha, it's really a good way to save one's life..."

  Just then, Phil walked in and gestured for everyone who still had gunpowder on them to slip out the back door. Then he reported, "Boss, Mr. Wiggins is here to see you. He says it's about something important."

  Yi Chen thought for a moment, and his divine thoughts lightly touched the large hall downstairs. To his surprise, he found that beside Wiggins were several Asian people, but he didn't know which country they were from. Although Yi Chen was Chinese himself, he wasn't very familiar with the characteristics of Asian ethnicities, so he couldn't tell if these guys in black suits were from Japan or not.