Cat and Mouse (Part 2) (1)

  Seeing Yi Chen come in, Dekula raised an eyebrow and said: "Yi, these two young friends seem to have a grudge against each other. They just had a fight and neither of them could defeat the other. Now they're competing in drinking... Oh, I like straightforward guys. Their capacity for liquor isn't bad. The seventy-nine bottles of wine on this wine cart are now only half left."

  Yi Chen revealed a bitter smile, while Sakura and Tang Hu had already stood up shakily. Both of their necks were bright red, and the wine was churning violently in their stomachs. With great effort, they summoned their inner energy, and both of their faces turned deathly pale in an instant, then returned to bright red, only to turn pale again, repeating this process over a dozen times. Finally, large amounts of sweat with a strong smell of alcohol burst forth from their bodies, and their complexions had returned to normal.

  Yi Chen leaned in, gritting his teeth and speaking in a low voice: "You two, after you leave my 'China City', you can use rocket launchers to shoot each other, I don't care. Remember, don't cause me trouble in front of my guests, OK? Consider this a favor I'm asking of you."

  Sakura smiled lightly: "It's a misunderstanding, Yi. Don't worry, we won't bring you any trouble."

  Tang Hu smiled faintly: "That's right, it was a misunderstanding... Hmm, this Japanese kid can hold his liquor pretty well."

  Yi Chen smiled and began to act as a qualified host, introducing these guests.

  "Mr. Dekura, Dekura Philip, is the second person of the Dutch Philip family, oh, I think everyone should know their family's reputation?" The three black way leaders saw that Dekura's face had changed a lot, and his expression was extremely gentle. As for M, he cursed in his heart: "Damn you, Yi, you really do have a wide range of connections."

  "Mr. Sakura, surname unknown." Yi Chen seemed to unintentionally emphasize the latter sentence, and Sakura's facial muscles twitched slightly before he quickly put on a smile. "Hmm, leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi in London branch."

  "In my heart, I couldn't help but sneer: 'Of course, I know that every move you make is being monitored by us.' The three gang leaders' hearts sank heavily at this. Damn it, the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi? That means the hands of Asia's largest mafia have reached out? Has Yichen formed an alliance with them?"

  "Mr. Tang Hu, ahah, he's the leader of London's Chinatown, a young and promising guy... Hmm, that's it. As for this lovely old lady, she's my aunt, isn't it strange? I'm a person of Chinese descent, why do I have a typical British aristocrat as my aunt? Oh God, how would I know..."

  Dekeula almost spat out the wine in his mouth, he glared at Yicun with a vicious gaze, thinking to himself: "What are you up to again? You're speaking nonsense, definitely a trick... Hmph."

  He pointed at the three gang leaders with a smile and said, "These three are still my enemies for now, but maybe in the not-so-distant future, they'll become my friends. The world is unpredictable after all... Gentlemen, please take a seat, this living room's sofa was custom-made by me, guaranteed to be spacious, soft, and comfortable, won't hurt your esteemed buttocks."

  She glared at Yichun and said in a low voice: "Dear, your words are really rude."

  "Oh dear heavens, Auntie, I'm a roughneck, you know that, I'm not the kind of gentleman you hoped for... Oh God, forgive me, I've let you down on your expectations... Oh please, everyone, help yourselves, there's plenty of wine here, don't be polite."

  Everyone sat down as they were told, and Phil and Goll, the two stewards, quickly handed out wine glasses to each person with the help of their subordinates. Then, a portion of exquisite small pastries was served. Yidun smiled and said: "Originally, I planned to start dinner at 8:00 pm, but you all arrived too early, so there's no choice but to eat something first. How about we just chat casually?"

  M looked at Yī Chén with a bit of annoyance, can those things be brought up here? She simply didn't bother to pay attention to Yī Chén anymore. Anyway, today she must get a definite answer, otherwise, she wouldn't leave this place. Looking around at the people nearby, they were either thugs or rascals, only one De Kù Lā and an old man with gray hair sitting in the corner looked like a gentleman. So M directly started to ingratiate herself with De Kù Lā.

  "Mr. Philip, welcome to London, what brings you here this time?"

  "Damn it all to hell," Deacula shrugged slightly. "Why did I come to London? Oh God, I don't know."

  That old man Dekula, how come his tone of speaking is almost the same as that rascal Chekhov? Is this old man who claims to be the second person in the Philip family an imposter or not?

  On this side, Sakura and Tonghu stared at each other with wide eyes, their hands unconsciously reaching for the wine bottle again. It seemed that all the wine they had drunk earlier was forced out, and now they were completely sober, ready to start drinking again.

  Yi Chen smiled and looked at this scene, turning to Finn Hughes and asking: "Alright, let's talk about something real. What do you mean?"

  Fenwick said with a sly smile, "What do you mean? You'd better explain it to us. We came to your banquet out of trust in you... Oh, and we also prepared a little gift to celebrate your ascension to the position of London's elder."

  "Ah ha, forget it. Your gift won't be a bullet, will it? Tell me your conditions, otherwise there's nothing to say."

  "Half of the territory, half of London's territory. We know you easily climbed up, but London should be ours, not completely dominated by a single Chinese person like you. Either give us the territory or we'll leave now."

  Yi Chen smiled: "You're really straightforward... But, it's a bit too much, you know? London makes so much profit in a year, and you want to take half of it from me without even lifting a finger? Impossible."

  Glen gulped down a cup of wine, and exclaimed: "Good wine... Hmm, you know, the three of us aren't exactly the most powerful, we're just people with our own turf in this city. Yi, your situation is quite precarious, we've all been looking at you askance, perhaps you need to show some sincerity."

  Yi Chen smiled: "Sincerity? I have it. This way, maintaining the current territory, but I allow you to come to London for some business, huh?"

  Fenhus lowered his voice: "For example? Is it okay to say here?"

  "Look, look, there's no good person here, they won't mind us discussing some Taoist things."

  Mo was furious and turned back to look at Yi Chen, what was he talking about? Not a single good person?

  Finnley smiled quietly: "So, actually we don't want to offend a powerful gang leader like you either. You set the conditions, we're not greedy people who don't know reason. Many people are against you just because you're Chinese, but for me personally, no matter who is the big boss of London, as long as he can benefit me, that's all that matters."

  "It's easy," said Yee easily. "You can come to London for a drug and woman business, of course, I want a share."

  Hawick was taken aback: "Damn it, we're in. What are you going to do? Don't tell me you don't want to make money."

  Yi Chen burst out laughing: "Don't you know? I've never touched drugs or prostitution. Alright, alright, take a look, that's the condition."

  Glen downed another glass of wine, his pale face flushing with a few wisps of redness, and said in a low voice: "No, there's other business, Easy. A lot of arms deals are made here in London, we need to get a cut."

  "It's impossible," Yi Chen retorted in one breath. "I'm also involved in the arms trade, I won't let you interfere."

  "Ah ha, you don't want to get involved, so just give us everything and let us go fight those drug lords to the death. Meanwhile, you can safely transport your arms and still get a cut from us afterwards? Is that how it works?"

  "My proposal is this, you can consider it. Offending me will make everyone uncomfortable. I swear, maybe my people can't fight against the entire British underworld, but I can absolutely take down you leading bosses."

  M could no longer bear it, she heavily slammed the cup on the table and loudly said to Yi Chen: "Heavens, Yi, did you invite me over just to listen to how you divide the spoils? Look at these trash, these scum, these social outcasts. Heavens, you're discussing with them in front of me how to traffic drugs, harm women, and smuggle firearms?"

  Yi Chen raised his hands and said pitifully: "Oh, Auntie, I've said it before, this isn't what I meant."

  "Oh, dear old lady, what do you think of the subject we're discussing? Oh, come on, don't blame us for your dear nephew's sake. You should know that any agreement we reach can determine the livelihoods of hundreds of people! Hahaha, we're helping to alleviate the employment pressure on the British government!"

  He shot a fierce glance, bent down fiercely, and stared at Finches: "Really? Kid, do you want me to tell you that one of my decisions can make hundreds of trash like you die overnight? Oh, you don't know, you don't believe, but be more restrained... Don't provoke me, the consequences of offending me are unbearable for you."

  "Ah, ah, ah, Eey, your aunt is a lovely, formidable old lady. Ah, orthodox, strict, meticulous, she's a great, traditional British aristocrat."

  "Of course, she's the boss of MI6, so it's only natural. Isn't that right, Auntie... dear? Hope they didn't make you angry, anyway, at worst you can just have them locked up in Scotland Yard for fifty years."

  Fenwick burst out laughing: "E, you're really funny, Scotland Yard won't easily find trouble for us. Oh, MI6, what kind of company is that... Oh my god..." Fenwick's reaction was still quick, biting his tongue tightly, not daring to speak again.

  Yi Chen stood up, gently stroking M's shoulder and said with a smile: "Auntie, don't be too angry, as you said, they are all trash, why bother getting angry at a pile of trash?"

  Harvey was pouring himself a drink, and at that moment the bottle's mouth had turned over, spilling all the liquor on the table, but he didn't notice at all. Glenn's face was expressionless, staring at M with an incredulous gaze.

  Sakura and Tora trembled all over, staring blankly as they put down the wine bottle in their hands, looking at M's face which was full of killing intent. Only Dekula's reaction was relatively normal, he had already known since the first time he saw M that this 'little girl' who openly roamed with dozens of armed men wasn't an ordinary person, it's just that he didn't know she was a powerful figure with authority as vast as the palm of her hand.

  Yi Chen was very pleased with Fen Hua's reaction, and smiled: "Oh, gentlemen, let's continue, continue. Auntie won't get angry because of you guys, she'll give me some face... Oh, super weapon."

  The last two words spoken by Yi Chen almost made the three gang leaders die from anger, they thought Yi Chen was intentionally looking for trouble with such a person who couldn't be offended, using this 'super weapon' to suppress themselves. And M, who originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to make a move, after hearing Yi Chen's last sentence, stiffened slightly and slowly sat down, glaring fiercely at the three poor gang leaders saying: "You should know that my appearance is a national secret, perhaps I should have you guys killed, this way I can guarantee my own safety."

  Finnegan's three men sweated on their foreheads, hastily swearing: "Heavens, Director, we absolutely dare not leak a single word, really, we swear, God, please believe us, we absolutely dare not..."

  Maybe it was their voices that were too loud, and several agents standing outside the living room rushed in to ask: "Boss, what's going on?"

  David then asked bluntly, "Boss, did they offend you? Do you want us to take them down? And wipe out their gang while we're at it." The three gang leaders' faces turned deathly pale as they stared fixedly at Yī Chén.

  She shook her head slightly, revealing a strange expression: "No, gentlemen, don't be nervous, I'm here today as the aunt of my lovely nephew. I have no malice towards you, of course, you must know when to stop, a sensible person can always live a longer life."

  Yi Chen smiled and said: "Did you hear that? You can go out now. Honestly, Auntie, you need to teach your subordinates well, otherwise if they scare off my guests, there will be trouble."

  M smiled: "Oh? Dear Yi, really? Am I that scary? I don't see them having any heart disease or anything. How could I possibly scare them?"

  Two sang and harmonized, three black gang leaders sat like pins and needles, stiffly nodding repeatedly. They knew that this time they came, it was a thorough failure, this Yi Chen who could control London alone was not easy to mess with, just looking at his connections, it was not something they could handle...

  Yi Chen smiled secretly in his heart: "Not bad, half of the trouble is solved... God, can you tell me if I mix with an official or a noble, will it be more beneficial for my future business? But M will definitely make trouble in it, forget it, I'd better just honestly do my job as the head of the gang."

  Yi Chen smiled: "Everyone, I think now that no one has any objections, so please help yourself to something to drink and eat. The dinner party is a traditional Chinese banquet, gathering the signature dishes of several famous Chinese cuisines, guaranteed to delight everyone."

  The door opened, and a tired-looking Fili and Sari walked in with a lively Michelle. Michelle didn't care about the many people watching, and she jumped up and down several times, each time jumping over three meters, before suddenly throwing herself into Dekula's arms, laughing loudly: "Haha, today is so much fun! Earlier on the road, we encountered some local hooligans and beat them up badly!"

  "Miss Mishi Xue, a hoodlum from outside? How did you know?"

  Mishelle giggled and pointed at Fei Li, saying: "Fei Li sister said they are not London accent, must be here to watch that damn memorial match."

  Deacula was triumphant at this moment, provokingly looking at Yicun, as if saying: "Look, Muxue is my treasure after all, and this time she's hugging me for the first time, isn't she?"

  The gate opened again, and Jester lazily leaned on the door frame and said to Yichun: "Boss, I finally washed that pig clean, he can see guests now."

  Chekhov walked in, looking gloomy and dressed to the nines. When he saw M, his eyes lit up and he said in a strange tone, "Oh? I knew the head of the trash had arrived when I saw the garbage at the door, dear Mrs. M."

  She wouldn't argue with him, she wouldn't get angry with a scoundrel like him.

  Chekhov stumbled over to the sofa, plopped down beside Sakura and said with a grin: "Alright, I'm in too. Whoever falls first is a son of a bitch."

  Sakura and Tonghu were stunned. The two had already drunk a lot, and Chekhov suddenly came up with this move. What did he mean?

  Yi Chen is now completely uninvolved, watching the commotion, seeing three gang leaders exchanging glances, secretly discussing things, watching Chekhov and Sakura, Tang Hu drinking desperately, and M chatting calmly with Dekula and Michelle.

  Fei Li walked over gently and sat on Yi Chen's lap, asking in a low voice: "Boss, I'm so tired... from this morning till now, Mei Xue Er is a monster... wu wu... what happened to them?"

  Yi Chen smiled strangely, secretly kissed Feili on the mouth, and whispered: "Nothing, hehe, one of the biggest problems has been solved. You and Sally go wash up, then bring Phil to take a look. If the wine can be served ahead of schedule, that's even better. Otherwise, let's start at 20:00 sharp. I think these people are not interested in staying any longer... Hehe"

  Fei Li smiled, and Yi Chen's expression was clear to her. It was the look he had when one of his small schemes succeeded, she just didn't know who was unlucky this time.

  At 7:30, just as the friendly match between Britain and France for a great player's retirement began, Yi Chen's banquet also started half an hour ahead of schedule.

  Dracula sat down in the seat of honor without ceremony, and the twelve Grand Dukes stood behind him with expressionless faces. Unlike Dracula, these Grand Dukes did not like human food except for fine wine; they would rather suck the blood of a few unlucky devils than eat a big Chinese meal.

  Elegant and courteous, he introduced the dishes placed in huge pure silver plates, brought up by tall, well-dressed black men in tailcoats. Anyway, they were all introductions that had been memorized earlier, not a single pause was needed now.

  Three gang leaders had already made up their minds, anyway they were determined not to provoke Yi Chen easily. If M was indeed Yi Chen's "aunt", then Yi Chen was an absolute hedgehog that could not be offended. They just needed to subtly leak this news to other bosses and it would be enough. Instead of worrying here, it was more cost-effective to eat a real Chinese meal, so their appetites were great, and they started eating and drinking frantically.

  M was quietly and carefully pecking at a chicken wing, not in the least bit hurried. London had been completely locked down, that Chinese person wouldn't be able to slip away, so she wasn't worried. Anyway, Yi Chen had called her over, it couldn't just be to use her name to intimidate people. M knew Yi Chen's actions had brought danger to her own identity, but she didn't care, as long as she could thoroughly prevent those things that harmed her country from happening, a bit of personal danger was nothing, and what benefit would these underworld leaders gain by leaking her appearance?

  Yi Chen smiled and gestured to Sally, serving her a steamed bass, saying with a smile: "Auntie, try this, it's really delicious, melts in your mouth... Oh, British football hooligans are world-renowned, right? Hope tonight will be a quiet night."

  M and the agents beside him felt a sudden movement in their hearts, what was Yichen hinting at? It's just an ordinary football match, although there is a deep grudge between British and French football, but there is nothing he can take advantage of, what does he mean?

  M took a sneaky glance at David, while Yichen glared at him fiercely. David helplessly turned around and left the restaurant, knowing that M wanted him to continue increasing manpower, but Yichen's threat made him carefully consider it... It was hard for the little guy between the two big ones, and David almost felt like throwing himself on the ground and wailing.

  While Yichun was having a good time, Cain had already taken all the soldiers from the "Black Magic" company to the streets. They were all carrying their favorite short-barreled firearms and had tied a white cloth strip on their left shoulders. Cain and Stronheim divided everyone into groups of twenty and set off in different directions.

  Cain understood what Easy meant, that if outsiders came to London and caused trouble, they would be taken care of. But in reality, it was Easy who wanted them to provoke a fight on their own initiative. Just look at the big guys with beer mugs on the street, with white cloths tied around their left shoulders, full of energy but nowhere to vent, weren't they all Easy's underlings?

  Kane and Strutgarten sneered a few times, took two groups of forty soldiers to London's financial district. There were many Japanese-invested companies there. It was easy to find some young and handsome Japanese men, as long as they were over 175 cm tall, close to 180 cm. Maybe it would be a bit difficult, but when the time came, even if their bones were broken, the height problem wouldn't be important anymore.

  Inside the new Wembley Stadium, 90,000 seats were packed, with 70,000 British fans and 20,000 French fans erupting in a deafening roar. Thousands of police officers patrolled the stadium, but if they knew that Yi Chen's 1,000 little brothers had entered the stadium with tickets, they probably wouldn't be so relaxed.

  Yi Chen has already started drinking with Tang Hu, taking turns toasting each other and having a great time. Yi Chen didn't even bother to greet the other guests, leaving it all up to Fei Li to shuttle back and forth, chatting happily with the other few guests.

  As M wasn't paying attention this way, Yì Chén quickly lowered his voice and said: "Tiger, take someone away."

  Tang Hu laughed: "Damn, this cup of wine is not as full as mine, fill it up, fill it up. If I get drunk today, you'll have to send someone to carry me back." His eyelids blinked a few times, indicating that he had heard. Tang Hu didn't ask anything else, anyway, Yi Chen would definitely explain himself after the matter was over.

  Hehe smiled and said to Dekula: "Yi is a very interesting little guy, I really appreciate him, he often does some unexpected things."

  "Of course, he's not the kind of gentleman I like, but he is the kind of real scoundrel I like... Oh, madam, you're actually the head of MI6, what a surprise."

  M laughed: "I myself never thought I would take this position... Oh, sorry, I'll go out for a bit."

  Duke nodded slightly, and the lady excused herself halfway through the banquet, probably to go to the restroom, nothing to ask about.

  Yi Chen gazed deeply at M's back, slightly furrowing his brow. Why go out now? They had just been drinking for less than ten minutes.

  Two female agents followed M, and when she saw that there were no suspicious people around, she whispered: "Assign someone to keep an eye on that Chinese young man, yes, the one who drank with Yi for half a day... Where are his subordinates? Count the number of those people's hands and take note of their appearance."

  A female agent nodded and left, M smiled and stood at the corner of the corridor, lit a cigarette and took two puffs, delaying for about two minutes, then returned to the dining hall with a smile.

  Seeing Yi Chen staring at herself, M said with a self-deprecating smile: "Sorry, I'm a bit old and my body isn't very good. The doctor told me to eat some light food."

  Yi Chen's mysterious and unpredictable laughter started again, nodding her head, and began to flirt with Sakura on the other side...