Monopoly

  Manchester railway station, Yi Chen stood on the platform with Fei Li, Fei Er and Jie Si, staring blankly at the crowd and trains coming and going. He didn't know what means Tang Hu and others used to get those hot goods to Manchester, nor did he know if they could really arrive safely. Anyway, Yi Chen was prepared to return to London immediately if things went wrong, leaving no evidence behind, so no one could say that the military supplies were stolen by him.

  On the platform, people came and went, but when Tang Hu appeared, it was as if a slender bamboo suddenly emerged from a polluted pond, crisp and upright, making it hard for others to ignore him. With his usual smile on his face, Tang Hu walked over with his hands behind his back.

  Yi Chen led the way forward and looked up at the sun in the sky, shaking his head and saying: "Mr. Tiger, it's almost time for dinner, how's the preparation going?"

  Tang Hu smiled: "Everything is done. Come with me... Hmm, those trailers were all driven into the sea in Liverpool at that time. The colors of the containers were all changed to ordinary civilian decorations, and signs of raw materials such as minerals were painted on them. No one would notice this most ordinary train. Anyway, you can rest assured, there are no prying eyes."

  Yi Chen smiled: "So, that's great. I'm afraid to trouble you, those twenty long and thin guys with wheels, can they be transported out of the UK at will?"

  Tang Hu nodded silently: "No problem, it's easy to do. It's just those twenty larger containers, right?"

  The "Dragon Gate" in Manchester opened two cars to pick up Yichun and others. After getting on the bus, everyone rushed to the warehouse group hidden with these military supplies deep in the mining area.

  The heavy iron gate was pulled open, and Tang Hu led Yi Chen in. Behind them, the gate slowly closed again. The warehouse originally had only a few dim small lamps, but as they entered, one by one, spotlights lit up, revealing more than 20 'Dragon Gate' members carefully patrolling around.

  Two tall and stout middle-aged men saw Tang Hu, smiled, and without greeting, went straight to a container, heavily pulled open the door, revealing rows of dark green iron boxes inside.

  Yi Chen walked over, opened the iron box, and revealed a batch of neatly arranged handguns with a titanium alloy sheen. Yi Chen pulled out one, only to find that it was already loaded, and couldn't help but shake his head, saying: "This buyer is really in a hurry, do they think they can just take it out and use it as soon as they get their hands on it? Without even doing any habitual training?"

  Phil stepped forward, also picked up a handgun, carefully examined its simple and swift lines, thick and heavy barrel, with five metal grip accessories attached to the small bag, nodded and said: "Good stuff, boss, looks like it's paired with that single soldier combat uniform. Wonder what their big gun configuration will look like."

  Tang Hu came up and shook his head, saying: "These firearms, we've never used them before, there's no need... Is this kind of gun very rare?"

  "Yep, just take a look at the rifling inside the barrel and you'll know, it's machined very nicely. Yeah, it uses lead-headed dum-dum bullets, I like this high-powered ammo, this is a real military handgun, not some crap limited by the Geneva Convention with small pellets that can't even kill a sparrow."

  Fay pouted: "Phil, you're too violent."

  Yi Chen ignored all that, smiling and looking at Tang Hu, raised the gun in his hand, indicating: "Give you 'Longmen' half, how about it? Should be two thousand five hundred handguns, plus matching clips and bullets."

  Tang Hu said proudly: "I can kill a man with my bare hands faster than I can with this thing, let alone shooting him. Isn't it cowardly to shoot someone? We never do such things."

  Yi Chen shook his head, pursed his lips and said with a clicking sound: "Ah, your words remind me of those foolish medieval knights, Mr. Hu. You don't understand, guns are the product of modern civilization's technological progress, it doesn't mean that people who use guns are necessarily despicable. I can also take down my opponents with my own hands, but using a gun is faster, more convenient and easier. Guns are a good tool, not some kind of sneaky assassin's weapon."

  Tang Hu shook his head: "No, no, our 'Longmen' people are all skilled in martial arts. Why do we need these things? We rely on our own strength to expand our power. This is our tradition, Mr. Yi."

  Yi Chen suddenly pointed the gun at Tang Hu, saying in a low voice: "So, want to experience the power of modern technology, Mr. Tiger? I'll shoot, you dodge, and see if I can leave a few marks on your hair."

  Tang Hu smiled, the 'Dragon Gate' subordinates around him looked at Yi Chen with a bit of concern, not knowing what he was thinking. Tang Hu nodded and said: "It's okay to try, although the bullet is fast, but I have confidence in my light body skill... No one can face me head-on with a gun."

  Yi Chen smiled and nodded, Tang Hu slowly retreated a few steps, then his body suddenly moved. Tang Hu's feet stepped on the mysterious pace, his body gradually turned into a faint green shadow. With a sudden sound, the air transmitted the sound of human body and airflow rubbing against each other, and Tang Hu actually appeared three residual shadows in place.

  Phil, Philia and Jester exchanged a surprised glance at each other. Who would have thought that Tang Hu had such abilities? Relying solely on ancient Chinese qigong and some physical training methods, he was able to reach the level of an esper. Although the three residual shadows were nothing to write home about, they were enough to shock people. If he were to fight ordinary people, Tang Hu would be virtually invincible.

  Yi Chen smiled, and a thread of silver light burst out of his eyes, clearly seeing Tang Hu's figure. He didn't aim, using his divine sense to directly control his hand, rotating with the trajectory of Tang Hu's head movement, making a slight calculation of the lead time, and then fired all 13 bullets in one breath.

  Around the 'Dragon Gate' under jurisdiction, only to see Yi Chen's muzzle flashing with fire, the huge sound made their ears a little dizzy, then it was the cargo container behind Tang Hu's back that flashed with scattered sparks, the flying bullets made a 'ding-ding-dang' sound.

  Tang Hu's body suddenly stiffened, and he stopped in shock, staring foolishly at Yi Chen. His short, flat head already had thirteen deep scars etched into his scalp, with a strand of hair completely blown away by the bullet. The people around 'Longmen' were in an uproar, they couldn't see Tang Hu's movements clearly, but they didn't expect that the gentle and elegant Yi Chen would have such 'perverse' marksmanship.

  Yi Chen tossed the pistol, still emitting a wisp of smoke, to Phil and smiled at Tang Hu, saying: "Nowadays, martial arts can strengthen one's body, improve health, and prolong life. However, if you 'Longmen' sect insists on sticking to tradition and believing in your own superior martial arts after officially expanding your influence, you will definitely suffer."

  Yi Chen patted the container beside him and said seriously, "Perhaps for an ordinary gunman, you can dodge his bullets, but what if it's someone like me? What if the opponent uses a sniper rifle to deal with you? What would you do?"

  "Martial arts can enhance our physical strength and reaction, and can also improve our eyesight. So generally speaking, people who are good at martial arts will be top-notch marksmen. Why not take advantage of one's own strengths, but instead stick to that foolish tradition and put oneself at a disadvantage?"

  Tang Hu's expression changed unpredictably, and he finally nodded heavily: "Alright, I appreciate your kindness, I'll take the 2,500 handguns."

  Yi Chen smiled: "This is a wise choice... However, these guns cannot be taken out for use for the time being."

  Tang Hu stared with wide eyes: "Why? What's wrong with these guns?"

  "Yeah, we need to give them a new look and then smuggle them out of the UK through secret channels. We'll bring them back from abroad, so if anything goes wrong, those investigators will only say we bought stolen goods, not that we're the ones who robbed the military. Two different crimes, big difference... If we're convicted of fencing, it's at most ten years in prison and a fine, but if they prove we stole secrets from the UK Ministry of Defence, we'll have to be ready to go on the run."

  Tang Hu stared with his mouth agape, he hadn't thought it through this far.

  Yi Chen adjusted his collar, smiling as he walked out with the others. As they passed by Tang Hu, he gently patted Tang Hu's shoulder: "Little Tiger, haha, still lacks a bit of experience. But I believe that one day 'Longmen' will become a dragon that commands the winds and rains, and Little Tiger will become a fierce tiger that shakes the four seas... With experience and experience, your chances of failure will decrease greatly."

  He walked out with a smile and said, "Mr. Tiger, goodbye, if there's anything in London, we'll meet again. It's best not to have too much contact, lest it attract other people's attention. I will send someone to slowly clean up these goods, don't worry about this. Goodbye."

  "See you later."

  After they walked far away, Tang Huo finally approached the container, gently picked up a pistol, licked his lips, nodded and said: "Maybe we were really wrong... Ah, Grandpa has said before, in the past when fighting, even the best martial artist can't withstand the impact of bullets. We're too confident, we need to change our perspective." He lightly tossed the pistol and quickly caught it, performing an extremely elegant gun trick.

  Yi Chen didn't make any unnecessary stops and directly brought people back to London.

  Back in the old nest of Chinatown, Yi Chen called over Kayne and Strutgarten, lavishing them with praise: "Too beautiful, you know? Your actions are too beautiful. Ah ha, just like a stream of mercury, quietly seeping in, then quietly taking out the target, this is perfect action... Of course, your future actions must maintain yesterday's standard, understand?"

  Kane and Stron's faces radiated a proud red glow as they happily accepted Yichen's praise.

  Yi Chen smiled: "Hmm, this time's profit will be prepaid into your credit card in Switzerland... Hehe, Swiss banks generally won't freeze others' accounts, Kayne..."

  After teasing Cain and getting him to flash a rude gesture at some people far away in Germany, Yi Chen became serious: "Hm, Cain, Stronheim, you two take one hundred subordinates to Italy, to Rome to assist the Fabio brothers with some matters. You'd best change your appearances slightly, and use fake IDs... after all, the Angetti family has a lot of influence in Italy, if they're involved, the British intelligence department won't ignore it."

  Kane nodded and habitually pulled out his pistol, waving it around: "Boss, can I blow their brains out with one shot?"

  Yi Chen shook his head: "No, they have many good hands around them. Directly blasting a highway tunnel and letting them sleep inside would be better. You'd best go in batches, after all, that's the Angetti family's territory, and our little brother probably can't cover you well. Remember, if we succeed this time, we'll have grasped control of the Angetti family, got it?"

  Cain didn't care much, but Stronach had already distinguished the importance of things and nodded seriously. Yes, when Fabio arrived, he would be nothing more than a puppet parent. Would he dare to disobey Yichen's intentions? As long as Yichen spread the word that he had killed his own father, he wouldn't be able to eat well in Italy anymore.

  "Ah, of course, and there's another little task. I mean, you'll openly take a hundred men to Rome with Fabio, but secretly, I'll send twenty snipers over. Once that old man Angetti is dead, the Italian families' joint conference will definitely have some issues to discuss, so we can take out a few big shots while they're distracted. Let them suspect each other, and we'll take advantage of the chaos to grab a share of their business. Although we don't deal in drugs, some of our friends are very interested in the drug trade."

  Jester said impulsively: "Boss, do you want me to go? If I go, I can take out all the attendees of the family council meeting, guaranteed not a single one will be left."

  "Ah, forget it, Jester. If you go to Rome, I'll probably receive a telegram from Cain the next day with your ashes in it... As long as I'm alive, don't even think about setting foot on Italian soil without me. You're a jinx, Jester... You have to admit that."

  Jester rolled his eyes and collapsed onto the couch, his head coincidentally aligning with Chekhov's smelly feet, but he didn't seem to notice anything out of place. Chekhov was at a critical juncture in his detox, although Easy's true yuan had forced out many harmful substances, reducing his excruciating pain, but his body still felt weak and limp.

  Fay suddenly leaned on Yichen's shoulder and pointed at Cain, saying: "Cain, don't forget, if you're done with things in Rome, it's best to go to Milan and buy some things for me. Got it? Otherwise, I won't let you off."

  "What do you want, Miss Fili?" Cain's eyes widened.

  Feli was like a spoiled child who knew she wanted toys but didn't know what she needed. Yi Chen had bought her so many things that it seemed like there was nothing left to get. But they couldn't let Kain and the others return empty-handed, could they? Feli's eyes sparkled: "No matter what you buy, just make sure to go to Milan and get me something. Clothes, shoes, accessories - anything is fine, even if it's just a little something."

  Kane nodded and asked Yichen: "Boss, is there anything else?"

  Yi Chen shook his head: "It's over, you go find Fabio, he should be down there... Hmm, no need to say goodbye to me, get ready to leave... Set off immediately, the sooner the matter on that side is completed, the better. I think it's necessary for me to borrow your strength to obtain 'Mountain of Light'."

  Cain nodded and walked out with Strutgen.

  "Boss, from now on, let's just have Sally follow me. Why bother letting her mix with those stinky soldiers?"

  Yi Chen was thinking about what would happen if Cain used a rocket launcher to attack Arthur, and Wen Yan didn't have any opinion on it, so he just nodded in agreement. Anyway, he couldn't stay with Fili all day, so it was fine to let Sally follow her too. In some ways, Sally, who was as heartless as dead wood, might be more reliable than Fili, at least she wouldn't occasionally have sudden and strange ideas like this time when she sent Cain to buy things.

  On the third day after Cain and the others left, Yichun slowly opened his eyes in the practice room, and his hand withdrew from behind Gole's back. Gole was enveloped in a thick layer of silver light, with countless strands of silver threads moving around inside, and faint dark blood lines were directly absorbed from his skin and then dissolved.

  Gole took a long, deep breath, his mouth slightly open, and the silver dragon outside his body surged into his mouth like water. These 'Ganlin Curse' used the power of the stars to transform into sweet dew, which flowed back and forth in Gole's body, led by his own true yuan force, and burst open those stagnant meridians with a crackling sound.

  Gao's joints cracked with a series of loud "cracks", and he suddenly jumped up, exercised his hands and feet, and punched out two loud punches. He grinned from ear to ear: "Boss, my injuries are all healed. These past few days have been suffocating me, like a woman lying in bed drinking soup. Just thinking about it makes me want to tear those Round Table Knights into a hundred pieces."

  Yi Chen smiled faintly: "If you hadn't lain in bed drinking soup a few days ago and recovered a bit of your vitality, I wouldn't have dared to help you unblock your meridians. From now on, be careful, Ge Er, you must be careful. If you can take down the opponent with guerrilla tactics, there's no need to fight to the death. You already know how powerful the opponent is, yet you still chose to engage in a fierce battle? If not for the power of your treasured sword, that sudden thrust would have torn you apart."

  "Boss, it's really strange to say that the sword I think has great potential, but why can't it be brought out?"

  Yi Chen said with a bitter expression: "I'm also having a headache about this... But there's no way around it, our cultivation is too weak, we can't stimulate the power within them. Think about it, if it were that easy to unleash the power of these treasures, wouldn't Jie Si already be the second founder of the Tian Xing Sect, the second Tian Xing Old Man? What a joke."

  Gao Er nodded blankly, and said with a bit of discontent: "But why can Arthur? He himself isn't very strong."

  Yi Chen stood up and explained slightly: "Arthur is a sword that controls people, we are people who control swords. This is two completely different states of mind... Unfortunately, he has forced us to be unable to think with this low state of mind."

  Gao Er was stunned: "Why is his boundary low? Isn't he now more powerful than us?"

  "Ah? This is simple, he can no longer increase his own power, he has been bound by this sword for his entire life, and there is no possibility of him increasing his abilities. But we are different, we can still endlessly improve ourselves. This is the difference between being controlled by a sword and controlling a sword... Ah, why did I explain so much? Anyway, you will definitely surpass Arthur with your own diligent practice... Of course, not now... Give me the next invitation, I'll treat Vigilante and Sakura to dinner."

  Gao Er was taken aback: "Xiao Ying?"

  Yi Chen nodded: "Right, you haven't seen him, he's the illegitimate son of Yamaguchi-gumi's Yamaguchi Ki. He's now the head of the Yamaguchi-gumi in the UK and Europe. A very arrogant yet sinister little kid, yeah, once you've met him, you'll know what I mean."

  Gao Er didn't ask any more questions and directly opened the door and walked out, gently pulling the training room's door shut behind him.

  Yi Chen sat on the ground with his legs crossed, deep in thought. Suddenly, a hint of a smile appeared on his face: "No choice, I promised to divide South London for 'Longmen', our current territory is not enough to support so many younger brothers. So, Vigkins, you'll have to make some sacrifices... If you agree to my terms, everything will be fine, otherwise..."

  Yi Chen also stood up, walked quickly and shouted loudly: "Phil, Phil? Mr. Phil, get 'Mad Dog' Charlie and the others to come over, I have some things to instruct them... Hmm."

  After a whole day of careful preparation, Yi Chen still attaches great importance to this banquet. The entertainment venues on the first and second floors have all been suspended, and a group of familiar guests are gathered at the entrance, unable to find another place to spend their time.

  Several small-time drug dealers, with oily mouths and slippery tongues, fawned on several of Phil's subordinates: "Old brother, why didn't you open the door today? Are you closed for business today? Heaven, if we don't do business for a day, our whole family will starve to death."

  Chekhov walked out wearing a loose-fitting beach pants, muttering to himself: "Damn it, if you don't do business for one day, your whole family will starve to death? You're the only one in your family, you're going to die, thinking of mixing with me? Forget it, don't annoy our boss, today he's hosting two big shots, you'd better hurry up and leave."

  That little drug dealer hastily fawned and handed over a joint of marijuana: "Mr. Chekhov, this... Haha, so I'll ask, who's being treated to dinner today?"

  Chekhov gazed longingly at the marijuana, gritted his teeth, and in the astonished gaze of all the drug dealers around him, threw it away, shaking his head and sighing: "Who else? The big boss from the south, Mr. Vigins, and the person in charge of the Yamaguchi-gumi in London, do you want to see a show?"

  A group of rascals dispersed in a hurry, they were all geography ghosts, knowing that the host was these two, thinking about it, there must be trouble, they didn't stay on site.

  It was almost night when Sakura arrived with over 20 special jounin, driving a line of seven cars. Yī chén smiled and stood at the door to greet him, extending his hand: "Sakura-san, I'm delighted you could make it. Please, come upstairs... Oh, are these all your subordinates? They look very capable."

  Ever since he last saw Yamaguchi Moki, and discovered that the Yamaguchis were also Transmuters, thereby sending fifty Straton soldiers to their doom, Eichiro had developed a habit of using his Mind's Eye to scan anyone he met for the first time. This usually allowed him to discover if there was anything unusual about them.

  Sakura smiled and shook hands with Yichun, pointing to the people behind him and saying: "They are famous fighters within the Yamaguchi-gumi organization, so they look a bit different from ordinary people. You know, in order to maintain the interests of their own organization, a little bit of armed force is absolutely necessary."

  Yi Yan nodded in agreement and gestured, saying: "Then, come with me, Mr. Vigins doesn't know when he'll arrive, he's old and his efficiency is... Please, please, I've prepared some good wine."

  Sakura smiled faintly and followed Yidun up, her wooden clogs making a 'thud thud' sound. Two of his subordinates followed him, while the others were led away by Phil's subordinates to eat, drink and have fun.

  Chekhov stared at Sakura, muttering to himself: "Damn it, this is a chick... Yeah, last time in Japan, I didn't see her? Don't know how much money she wants, must be high-end goods. Damn it, the boss said the head of the Yamaguchi-gumi was a man? How can it be a woman? Fuck, damn it, Goddamn it, this guy has an Adam's apple... Damn it, so he's actually a transvestite."

  Yi Chen understood that Chekhov, who was standing next to him, had a tumultuous mind with unbearable thoughts. He quietly followed Sakura to the elevator and stepped on Chekhov's shiny foot, saying with a smile: "Chekhov, don't you still have things to do? Recently, you seem to be lazy and haven't cheated much money from game players?"

  Chekhov muttered: "I've been busy dealing with NASA's mainframe lately, where do I have time to go... Ah, understood, boss, I'll get to work right away, don't be angry."

  Yi Chen brought Sakura into the dining hall. For this banquet, Fei Li had unusually changed into a silver evening gown, which matched her innate noble temperament and exquisite delicate face, with silver long hair, Fei Li seemed like a goddess, shining brightly as she stood at the entrance of the dining hall to greet guests.

  Cherry couldn't help but stare for a moment, and flattered: "Mr. Yi, is this your girlfriend? You have a very beautiful girlfriend."

  Easily, with a smile, he personally led Sakura to his seat. Sakura lightly handed the long sword scabbard in her left hand to a special ninja behind her, who made a "heh" sound and respectfully received the long sword, then retreated a few steps back and sat down cross-legged in the corner of the dining hall with another special ninja, just like two stone statues.

  Yi Chen first noticed Sakura's treasured sword and smiled, saying: "Mr. Sakura, your sword form is so ancient, you must be a master of the way of the sword, right?"

  Sakura smiled, but not very humbly said: "According to Yamaguchi Mokuzu's words, my power is also rare in the world. I like gorgeous and resplendent swordsmanship, just like the most beautiful moment of cherry blossoms, and then, the enemy's blood is a sacrifice for the cherry blossoms."

  Yi Chen's mouth was full of praise, but his mind secretly peeked at the long sword, and immediately, a dark, evil, and murderous aura forced his mind back. Yi Chen was shocked in his heart, the power of this sword seemed too terrifying... Hmm, a smile hung on Yi Chen's face, perhaps someone who can wield such a sword could have an extremely brilliant fight with Ya Nan?

  If during the duel between the two, a single soldier anti-tank missile is used to attack from a distance, it may be a very effective way to get rid of Arthur... As for Sakura's life or death, what does Gu Yi Chen have to do with it?

  Although Sakura was quite reserved, after all, it was her first time out, where had she ever seen such shameless flattery? Yi Chen had already blown him up to be a god who could split the Himalayas with one sword. Sakura's face finally turned bright red, and she shook her head repeatedly, saying: "No, no, no, you're overpraising me too much, my power can indeed split open a huge boulder, but it's not as strong as what you said."

  Yi Chen smiled and nodded at Gao Er to pour a good wine for Sakura.

  "Sakura exclaimed in surprise: 'Wow, this is genuine Kanto sake... You really have a good heart. I didn't think I'd be able to drink authentic sake like this in London.'"

  Yi Chen said with a smile: "No big deal, if you like it, I'll send you a few bottles later."

  Sakura nodded repeatedly: "So, thank you. Kanto, in the past, had no reputation in Japan's sake brewing industry, their sake was called miscellaneous liquor, but they worked hard to study and finally brewed Japan's best clear liquor, becoming a symbol of Japanese clear liquor... This spirit is worth learning from us warriors."

  Yi Chen was chatting with Sakura, who felt that Yi Chen was her most intimate friend, and they were basically talking about everything.

  Jester sat at the edge of the table, desperately drinking, and sighed in his heart: "Alas, another innocent fool was deceived by the boss... Damn it, this newcomer is really easy to deal with... But, is his swordsmanship really that impressive? Let's compare with Phil, I wonder who will win."

  After about an hour of intimate conversation between Yichen and Sakura, Wiggins finally swaggered in with seven subordinates, saying loudly: "Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

  Sakura frowned, very dissatisfied with Viggo interrupting his conversation with Yichen, and couldn't help but say sarcastically: "I heard that English gentlemen would rather arrive half an hour early at the entrance of the banquet hall than be late and damage their reputation. I guess what I heard was all wrong."

  It's easy to make fun of others, but since you've spoken up, why don't you solve the remaining problems?

  Vikings suddenly became furious, looking at Sakura as a strangely dressed little boy... Hmm, looks a bit like a girl... Then loudly shouted: "Ei, what is this ignorant little brat? What right does he have to come here?" Emotions since Sakura arrived in London and replaced Yamaguchi's position, Vikings had never seen Sakura before.

  Sakura stood up proudly, her beautiful big eyes narrowed into slits, and said coldly: "Me? I am Sakura, the new person in charge of the Yamaguchi-gumi in London. Mr. Yi mentioned that tonight you would be hosting a banquet for our close partner, Mr. Vickers. Are you Mr. Vickers? You don't look like what I imagined."

  Vikings was stunned, how could he think that this young, handsome and beautiful, almost charming little kid in front of him would be the new head of the Yamaguchi-gumi? Recently, he had been busy with his upper-level connections and seemed to have neglected his relationship with the Yamaguchi-gumi. Now it was clear that he had been taken advantage of by Yī Chén (Easy Dust), how could he not regret it?

  "Ah, sorry, sorry, today I had some important discussions with Councilor Fick, so I'm running a bit behind schedule... Ah, Mr. Sakura, we'll be working together on many more projects in the future, I hope you won't mind." Vignette was determined to profit from Yamaguchi's large-scale smuggling operation and didn't want to offend Sakura, his money godfather.

  Sakura sat down indifferently, and Yi Chen smiled wryly: "Mr. Vinkins, this way please, ah, you sit opposite Mr. Sakura... Ah, Phil, take the other gentlemen out to have some fun, aren't there many young ladies prepared? What are you still doing here?"

  Vikings' subordinates looked at Vikings, Vikings nodded and waved to indicate that they leave, seven people followed Phil out.

  Yi Chen clapped his hands and ordered, "Feili, you can instruct the chef to start cooking now. Ah ha, tell them that if they can satisfy our guests, I'll give them ten times their usual commission. Got it?"

  Fiona smiled and nodded, Sally walked out with a purple long dress on.

  Vikings slightly awkwardly raised his wine glass: "Two, the oriental people attach importance to drinking and apologizing, right? Then I'll punish myself with three glasses of wine."

  Yi Chen raised his wine glass, smiled and nodded at Weijin Si, then lightly kicked Sakura under the table. Sakura finally picked up her cup, exchanged nods with Weijin Si, and the three of them downed a shot together.

  Vikings said a little awkwardly: "Yi, is there something important that you've invited us over for this time? Ah, you're the big boss of London now, so I hurried over as quickly as possible."

  Sakura furrowed her brow, and her impression of Vigines worsened more than tenfold.

  Yi Chen is quite amusing, I didn't expect this kid to know some emotional logic. Thinking about it, Mr. Weijings, since you received my invitation, went to Feike's place to discuss matters with a eager attitude, and ended up being so late. Especially the part where he failed was when he spoke of Yi Chen's identity in a tone mixed with envy and disdain, isn't that belittling his status?

  Yi Chen nodded, turning the wine glass and said: "It's like this, I've discussed with Mr. Sakura before, I'll let the Yamaguchi group take over the east district of London, so they can expand their business easily, you understand, the Yamaguchi group promised us a lot of profit sharing, it's not a small matter, so I have to make some sacrifices, right?"

  Sakura smiled: "I'm very grateful for Mr. Yi's generosity, and the Yamaguchi group won't forget Mr. Yi's kindness."

  Vikings also laughed heartily: "Yi, you're a big shot, you're a smart guy... Yeah, giving the mountain mouth group a base, they can easily operate their own business, they need warehouses for their vehicles, right? ... This way, our interests are guaranteed."

  Yi Chen nodded slightly without making a sound and said in a low voice: "So, I think this time we need to discuss other issues."

  Vikings was stunned, unsure what Yichun wanted to say. He glanced at Sakura, who ignored him, but her curious eyes stared at Yichun without blinking.

  The fragrance blew by, and Fei Li lightly swept back, sitting beside Yi Chen. Sally followed behind her, standing three meters behind her seat.

  Yi Chen patted the small hand of Feili, smiling and saying: "Since I gave up nearly a quarter of London's territory, since the Shan Kou group put in great effort to open this smuggling route, we have all invested a lot of capital for our future profits. So, I think old friend Vickers shouldn't just reap the benefits, you should also increase your investment a bit."

  Sakura nodded slightly, he was deeply moved. Yes, for this smuggling line, Chrysanthemum has already lost more than a thousand people, who says the price is not high?

  Vikings however was stunned for a moment, and said loudly: "Impossible, Yi, I have paid a lot already."

  Yi Chen looked at him with an unsatisfied expression, saying in a low voice: "Old Vickers, behave like a gentleman. The three of us present are all people with heads and faces. Don't make yourself look like a street thug. You've paid a lot? Yes, you brought Mr. Yamaguchi to find me, asking me to help you get rid of those who disagreed with the Yamaguchi group opening a branch in London. You disregarded the rules of the way, sold out Grant's interests, and finally promised me many benefits, letting me get rid of Grant."

  "Unequal, Wiggins, you're taking advantage of the situation," Yi Chen continued to scold him. "You're just a middleman between Shan Kou Zu and me, but you've already taken a share of the profits from Shan Kou Zu's casino. And on top of that, you've also gotten a promise from Mr. Shan that you'll get a cut of the smuggling car business. Tell me, what makes you deserve all this?"

  Vikings just opened his mouth, and Easy Dust covered his words: "Think about it, you haven't spent a single penny, you haven't moved a single person, but the benefits you occupy are more than mine... Alright, alright, don't express your dissatisfaction. You see, my people killed Grant, you know, I also killed other bosses, and I occupied most of London's territory. But now, for our future profits, I voluntarily gave up the East District of London, and what about you? You stubbornly stick to your traditional interests, without making any concessions to us at all... Your racing horse, promised me, but I didn't get any benefits."

  Sakura lightly clapped her hands: "I mean it too, if someone doesn't make an effort to pay the price, I won't give them any profit."

  "Wiggins let out a loud whoop: 'Alright, alright, Easy! You tell me what you want me to do. I'm just an old man with a few horses, no good gun hands and not much money. You figure it out.'"

  Yi Chen coldly said: "You're underground horse racing, 60% of the external profit is taken out, I take 31%, Yamaguchi group takes 29%, as compensation for our efforts, manpower and land, do you agree?"

  Vikings stared at Yichun in shock, muttering: "Oh my god, you're going to kill me. My remaining 40% is not enough for me to survive, Yi, I'm not like you, I run a small business, why don't we do it like last time? You bet on the outside and I'll give you insider information, isn't that better?"

  "No, Vigins, don't pretend to be poor in front of me. Your profit from last year's peripheral betting exceeded 800 million US dollars. You want to cheat me? Even people from South America come to buy your peripherals. Your profits are huge... You're crying poverty."

  Vikings was stunned, and said stupidly: "How did you know... You bought my man? Damn it, tell me, who is the son of a bitch that betrayed me?"

  Sakura shook her head slightly and took a sip from her cup.

  Yi Chen Yin Sen said: "So, you agree? I won't mention that person's name."

  "Wiggins shouted: 'Yi, you don't follow the rules of our way, you, you, you actually planted a mole in my organization, this is a thorough betrayal of our friendship.'"

  "Good heavens, good heavens, Viggs, behave like a gentleman, will you? If you really want to know his name, I'll tell you, and you can go shoot him... Mr. Fick, you go kill him, didn't you brag about your outside profits last time? Didn't you ask him to legalize some of your business? Didn't you say some unpleasant things about me in front of him? Come on, come on, I'll lend you a pistol, now go shoot Fick."

  Yi Chen suddenly pulled out his own silver Browning pistol and slammed it onto the table, producing a loud "bang".

  Sakura smiled secretly, her beautiful eyes mischievously looking at Vigines, and made a very small ghost face in secret.

  Vikings stared blankly at the handgun, as if a balloon pricked by a needle, slumped weakly in his chair and said: "Yi, forget it, your requested ratio is too high, leave me some profit."

  "Alright, alright, my demands aren't high, I've left 40% for you. My people have worked hard to sell their lives, killing so many, they need salaries, bonuses, and consolation money, as well as good military equipment; they even need to find a few girls to relax with. The Yamaguchi-gumi, they pay out more, their cargo ships need fuel, their subordinates need salaries, the Japanese like to eat whale meat, which has to be bought back from Tokyo... Alright, alright, you say it, one sentence, will you agree or not?"

  "Let me think about it, Yi. You're a devil... The profit from smuggling cars won't be as much as what I'm giving you, I'll be losing money... If it's just a few tens of millions, I wouldn't even bother..."

  Sakura's face changed, and she snorted: "Several tens of millions, are you treating me like a beggar? Vigkins... If it weren't for that incompetent guy at the mountain pass, and our past friendship, I... Hmph."

  The doors of the restaurant opened and a line of people dressed in snowy white clothes walked in, carrying large silver bowls on silver trays.

  Sakura raised an eyebrow: "Ei, Japanese?"

  Yi Chen nodded slightly, and those chefs, with the help of Phil's well-trained subordinates, placed the silver bowls on the table and lifted the huge crystal lids that covered them.

  "Sakura let out a heartfelt sigh of admiration: 'Thank you so much, Yi, is this your way of welcoming me? I'm truly grateful.'"

  Vikings also nodded: "A very beautiful diet."

  Yi Chen smiled and said, "Mr. Sakura, consider this a welcome dinner, wishing our cooperation to be smooth and pleasant. I don't know the names of these dishes, but whatever ingredients the chefs needed, I had people go purchase them... Of course, there are a few dishes that I do recognize, such as clear steamed pufferfish, pufferfish congee, and pufferfish sashimi. Ah, right, they're all made with the most toxic tiger-striped pufferfish, guaranteed to be delicious."

  Sakura picked up her chopsticks and took a bite, nodding repeatedly: "It's so delicious, thank you, Yi."

  Vikings' face changed, pufferfish? That highly toxic thing? Oh my god, why would I eat these if nothing's wrong... Forget it. These dishes don't even know which ones have pufferfish meat and which ones don't, this tofu dish looks safe anyway.

  So, Yichen, Feili and Sakura ate and drank a lot, while Weijins was desperately dealing with a plate of boiled tofu, miserably adding oil and vinegar to the dish, which made people's hearts ache. Others who didn't know thought that three young people were bullying an old man.

  With a full stomach and a wipe of his hands and face, he continued questioning: "Mr. Wiggins, have you thought it over?"

  Vikings had just picked up a piece of tofu with his fork, and upon hearing this, he was stunned. He spoke cautiously: "Yi, can you give me a few days to consider it? Such a major matter, I cannot make an immediate decision, I have to think about the lives of my subordinates."

  Yi Chen nodded lightly and let out a sigh.

  Vikings was the first to leave, and after he walked out with his men, Sakura scolded loudly in the dining room: "Bastard, incompetent and timid coward... I don't need such a collaborator. Since he can't bring us any benefits, why should we cooperate with him? His only use is to let our Yamaguchi group and Mr. Yi get acquainted, but we don't need him anymore."

  Yi Chen smiled: "Your meaning is also saying that we don't need him anymore?"

  "Ah, yes, I'll say it again, we don't need him anymore... Well, goodbye then. I think we will have a very good cooperative prospect. Mr. Yi, I firmly believe this."

  Yi Chen smiled and nodded, bowing his hands to see off the guest.

  "Those two bastards, what do they take me for? Trying to force me, Viggins, to give up my own profits? Damn it... Eating fugu, that uncultured thing, I thought he'd at least prepare some Italian delicacies or French cuisine... Any restaurant will do, I still want to eat something... Damn it, but that little girl Phyllis is really beautiful today, can't find another one like her even if I searched all of London."

  Vikings was in the car when he was throwing a tantrum, his five-car convoy had already entered the downtown area.

  Dozens of people suddenly rushed out from the crowd, raised the large-caliber shotgun in their hands, and smashed the surveillance camera of the social public security monitoring system set up by the British government on the side of the road into garbage. Then, hundreds of people poured out from the crowd, and various light and heavy weapons fired wildly at Vigins' motorcade.

  Charlie, now dressed in noble attire, excitedly pulled out his shirt from his waistband, and his tie hung loosely around his neck. The modified submachine gun in his hand fired a long string of large-caliber armor-piercing bullets with a "da-da-da-da" sound. About fifty people were using this kind of weapon. Luckily, the car Vickers was riding in was not hit, but the four cars in front and behind him had been turned into sieves by the hail of bullets and exploded loudly, killing all the bodyguards inside instantly without giving them a chance to fight back.

  Khari laughed maniacally and tossed the submachine gun to his little brother behind him, switching to a large-caliber shotgun. Along with more than 20 people, they surrounded Viggens' car, shouting wildly: "Viggens, you old rascal, you're dead for sure this time? Hahahahaha!"

  The muzzles emitted thick, acrid smoke and blinding flashes of fire as large caliber lead balls tore into Vickers' car, mangling it beyond recognition. Just as the vehicle was about to explode, Chari's men ceased firing, then opened the doors and dragged Vickers out. Vickers' two remaining bodyguards struggled to climb out but their heads were immediately blown apart by shotgun blasts at close range.

  "Boss ordered us to kill you on the spot, do you know that? Although I'd love to hang you, boss's orders can't be disobeyed... But I'm happy to let you enjoy an expensive way of dying."

  They dumped Wiegand in the middle of a busy intersection, where over a hundred people simultaneously took aim and opened fire. After one minute of intense gunfire, Wiegand's body was unrecognizable as having once been human.

  In the distance, the sound of police cars could be heard. Krachi let out a cheer: "Brothers, retreat! Retreat! Haha, the police always arrive last, there's no exception. What the hell are you looking at?" He raised his hand and fired a shot that shattered the window of a jewelry store by the road. Instantly, alarms blared and the owner cowered in fear on the ground.

  They weren't the kind of people to take advantage of a situation, and besides, the police were almost there. After a brief commotion, they dispersed into the surrounding alleys. They didn't need to report anything to Yi Chen, who would naturally find out about the situation through other channels. Now, all they had to do was stash their heavy weapons, collect their reward, and then head to a nightclub to have some fun with a girl.

  Killing a man is no big deal, even if he's someone as important as Vignes. What matters most is one's own pleasure.

  In Scotland Yard, Inspector Wiggins received the report thirty minutes later and smiled wryly: "Wiggins, I'm really going to miss you, my old friend... But this is for the better, Yicun is more generous, and if there's only one boss in London City, it'll be more convenient to find him directly when there's a case in the future. This is a good thing."

  In just three short minutes, Yi Chen had become the one and only big boss of London City.