America: Starting with Daily Intelligence
Chapter 342 - 192 Cos Party_2

Chapter 342: Chapter 192 Cos Party_2

"Take us there and get us the Porsche 911 keys, and we’ll let you go," Allen Zhang said.

"I can’t betray..."

Before the tattooed guy could finish speaking, Allen Zhang walked over, grabbed his head, and shoved him against the wall with his back to him, pulling down his pants, ready to teach him a painful lesson with a wine bottle in hand.

"I’m not f***ing negotiating with you, got it?" threatened Allen Zhang, "One more word from you, and I promise it’ll become one with you!"

"Ok ok! Boss! Please don’t do this! I was wrong! I’ll take you there to get the keys right now!"

Feeling the cold touch of the angular wine bottle on his butt, the tattooed guy panicked instantly and gave in decisively.

If that thing gets up there, he’s doomed. It’s not just about not getting out of bed for three days; he’d be ruined for life, not even needing enemas anymore, and wouldn’t even make a sound when farting.

"You cheap bastard, we have to resort to torture. Go, lead the way! And don’t you dare look around while we’re walking, bump into us and it’s your bad luck."

Allen Zhang let him go and urged him to pull up his pants and hurry. The tattooed guy could only meekly lead them to the adjoining tuning workshop.

They had barely stepped out when they encountered Batman and Avatar, a man and woman, entwined at the doorway.

"No, honey, I need to remove my makeup first."

"No. I want Avatar..."

"Tch."

They turned their heads and saw two men in security gear escorting the dispirited tattooed guy between them, who looked exactly like a criminal.

Batman, unfazed, continued his theatrics with Avatar, "Buddy, have you been baptized by justice? Mind if we use the interrogation room? This alien thief might need a good beating and questioning from me!"

"Aren’t you afraid Catwoman will see you? Why don’t you go arrest your partner, Joker, Batman?" Allen Zhang paused for half a second before replying.

"Because he hasn’t committed a crime today. Carry on!" Batman, engrossed in his role-playing, finished his sentence in a chuunibyou-like manner and hurriedly pulled Avatar into the restroom.

Allen Zhang and Sieg were amazed at the vast and bizarre world, as their attire and escorting the tattooed man oddly matched the vibe of the venue.

They looked around and couldn’t find Johnny, the big guy, and had no idea where he had gone.

They discussed and decided to first go next door to grab the car keys and meet up with the others later.

Escorting the criminal out the back door, they reached the neighboring tuning shop; Allen Zhang asked Sieg to wait outside while he entered the office, which was empty.

Allen Zhang gestured for the tattooed guy to find the car keys. The man, not daring to disobey, found the keys after a few minutes of searching.

"Buddy, can you let me go now? What exactly are you people up to?" asked the tattooed guy.

"You shouldn’t ask questions that don’t concern you. It’s time for a nap now," Allen Zhang replied, and punched him in the face.

The tattooed guy was caught off guard, took a heavy hit, and collapsed in the office.

Allen Zhang stuffed a towel in his mouth, tied him up thoroughly, and stuffed him into the storage cabinet, leaving just enough of a gap for him to breathe.

After finishing all this, he dusted off his hands that had no actual dust, and was about to leave when suddenly conversation could be heard from outside.

"Hey! What’s going on in there? I thought I heard something?"

A few Biker Gang members, emboldened by booze, were about to head out for a ride and passed the office door, asking with curiosity.

Sieg, quick-witted and keeping a straight face, responded, "Nothing happened, we’re interrogating a prisoner!"

"Ok! Carry on then! Need a hand? Hahaha, hope it’s a female prisoner!" The Biker Gang laughed heartily, turned, opened the tuning workshop’s warehouse door, hopped on their motorcycles, revved the engines, and zoomed out.

Sieg breathed a sigh of relief, nearly blew their cover, and quickly turned to urge the General Sect Leader, "Boss, are you done yet?"

"Almost there," Allen Zhang replied as he tidied up the storage locker and other items, preparing to leave.

Sieg turned and saw a scantily clad, curvaceous redhead approaching.

He quickly closed the door forcefully, locking the General Sect Leader inside, "Boss, don’t come out yet, someone is coming!"

Allen Zhang: "..."

Seeing that she was heading straight for the office, Sieg, with a stern face, went up to stop her, "Hello, madam, we have our personnel handling a case inside, it might be inconvenient. Could you please wait a moment before coming in?"

"A case? Inside the office?" the woman paused.

"That’s right! It’s very important," Sieg said earnestly.

"Are you new here? Don’t you recognize me?" the redhead looked puzzled.

"Should I know you? What are you cosplaying as?" Sieg questioned.

"I’m the boss here."

"You’re the boss? Then I’m the boss’s man! Hahaha!" Sieg laughed.

But his laughter soon faded as he realized she wasn’t cosplaying.

"I’m not interested in joking with you, you shouldn’t be messing around in my office! Get them out! Are you sure you’re invited to the party? What’s your name?"

The woman looked at Sieg seriously, her flirtatious talk having failed, eyeing him skeptically.

Sieg, seeing that they were about to be exposed, steeled his heart, suddenly lunged, grabbed her by the neck, and took her hostage, "Lady! I’m sorry, we’re here for some private business! You must remember what happened on Highway 163 last night, right?"