"Bastard...
You dare kill my brother, go to hell!!"
Watching with his own eyes as A-Hu had his throat slit, Ah Zha instantly drew his pistol, intent on shooting Mian Zhenghe right then and there.
Yet, in that very fraction of a second, a sudden twist occurred once again.
*Splat—*
Accompanied by a flash of blade light, the fury on Ah Zha's face instantly turned to sheer horror. The intense pain even distorted and contorted his features. He stared in disbelief at his severed hand, still gripping the pistol on the ground...
*My hand...*
In the blink of an eye, both brothers, Ah Zha and A-Hu, were wounded. At that moment, a blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner dressed in camouflage gear appeared on the scene.
"Big brother..."
The sudden turn of events forced Tony to halt his steps, his eyes splitting with rage as he looked at his fallen brothers and the other two figures in the area. Instantly, an unprecedented wave of fury rushed to his head, and he swung his massive fist, viciously smashing it toward Mian Zhenghe.
If an ordinary person were to take Tony's fury-driven punch, even if it didn't kill them, they would be reduced to an idiot. Yet in Mian Zhenghe's eyes, this punch was nothing more than child's play.
"You're trying to punch it out with me? Are you out of your mind?"
A look of disdain flashed across Mian Zhenghe's eyes, a savage grin spread across his rugged face, and without hesitation, he swung his blade down to hack.
Seeing this, Tony felt a shock in his heart and finally realized he was empty-handed. Tony immediately pulled back his fist, reached for the dagger at his waist, and lunged forward once more.
*Clang, clang...*
It had to be said that Tony's combat prowess was genuinely impressive. Even fighting a machete with a short blade, he managed to leave two cuts on Mian Zhenghe's body.
However, Mian Zhenghe was also a ruthless man. Even when injured, he merely frowned, and fueled by sheer ruthlessness, he traded blows back and forth with Tony.
"Ah—"
Just then, Ah Zha's miserable scream rang out as the sudden foreigner slit a large gash across his neck. A full chest of hot blood gushed out in a torrential spray!
"Ah Zha..."
Veins bulged on Tony's forehead as he let out a hysterical roar. Watching his two biological brothers suffer the exact same fate of having their throats slit was more agonizing to him than being killed himself. Without the slightest hesitation and throwing all caution to the wind, he abandoned Mian Zhenghe and charged at the foreign devil.
Yet he did not know that the most foolish decision he would make in his life was abandoning Mian Zhenghe—a rough-hewn brute somewhat weaker than him—to attack that foreign devil instead.
*Splat, splat—*
Tony only felt his vision blur before two bursts of blood mist erupted from his body. Instantaneous cuts were slashed across his chest and abdomen. In a split second, beads of sweat the size of soybeans broke out on Tony's forehead, and his heart filled with extreme terror.
An expert.
An absolute expert!
His strength was far, far above his own!
Tony woke up to the realization in an instant, feeling his entire body drenched in cold sweat, deeply regretting that he hadn't taken the opportunity to flee just moments before. He never expected that after surviving so many massive storms and turbulent waves over all these years, he would capsize in a drainage ditch today.
Knowing in his heart that he couldn't survive anyway, Tony instantly decided that even if he died, he would drag someone down with him.
Noticing Tony's intent, the foreign devil didn't hesitate in the slightest and directly closed in on him.
Seeing this, Yan Liang was startled and hurriedly intervened:
"Baron, don't kill him!"
The foreign devil, who had already been rushing toward Tony, stopped in his tracks at those words, and at the same time raised his foot to deliver a sharp kick that sent Tony flying backward.
Baron's kick looked ordinary, but it contained thousands of catties of force, instantly stripping the flying Tony of any ability to fight back.
Watching his eldest and second brothers both die, and having been kicked away by Baron while coughing up blood continuously, Tony no longer held the slightest hope of survival in his heart.
"Kill me, just kill me!
Getting the money back from us is absolutely impossible!"
Tony was definitely a ruthless man—not only cruel to others, but even crueler to himself. Knowing in his heart that he wouldn't survive anyway, he simply decided not to let Yan Liang get his hands on the money they had embezzled.
"Heh, you certainly take things well!"
Hearing this, Yan Liang smiled, walked over to Tony, and squatted down. He raised a hand to pat the latter's cheek and said,
"Brother Tony, right?
Since you're such a straight shooter, I wonder how your mother would feel if she found out?"
Hearing Yan Liang's words, even Tony, who didn't even fear death, felt his pupils constrict and angrily roared on the spot:
"Bastard, come at me if you've got the guts, leave my mother out of this!"
"Heh...
Brother Tony really is a filial son!"
Yan Liang smiled, looking just like a poisonous snake locked onto its prey, and said,
"Brother Tony, I'm actually quite filial myself. Of course, that depends entirely on what you choose to do."
Hearing this, how could Tony still fail to grasp Yan Liang's intentions? Although he was extremely unwilling to hand over his possessions to someone else, he had no choice when this despicable and shameless fellow was using his old mother as leverage.
"I can take you to the warehouse to get the money, but you have to promise me you won't touch my mother."
"Don't worry, Brother Tony. As long as you satisfy me, I can satisfy you too. After all, I don't want to push things to extremes; I'm only after the money."
After the money?
Your sister's money!
Whose idea of chasing money involves showing up and hacking people to pieces?
At this very moment, even with extreme reluctance, Tony had no choice but to agree to Yan Liang's demand.
Yan Liang stood up and instructed Mian Zhenghe, "Notify Old Li and have him come clean up the mess."
With that, he looked over at Baron and asked with some confusion, "You've been here for a while?"
"Yes, boss!"
Baron didn't hide it, nodding as he replied, "I don't really like crowds, so I've just been following close to the boss."
"Good grief!!"
Hearing Baron's words, Yan Liang couldn't help but draw a sharp intake of breath, deeply shocked by Baron's concealment abilities.
It had to be said that this guy was a qualified assassin and, at the same time, a qualified bodyguard. Although Yan Liang's personal strength meant he wasn't afraid of the three Tony brothers, having someone like Baron by his side still made him feel immensely secure.
"Fine! Then you can temporarily be my bodyguard!"
"Got it, boss!"
"Let's go, bring that guy along, we're going to collect the money!"
Baron's appearance could be described as nothing short of stunning, but at this moment Tony might lose his life at any second, and Yan Liang didn't want to have worked in vain.
...
Soon, guided by Tony, the three of them arrived at the secret warehouse belonging to the three Tony brothers.
Baron opened the safe according to Tony's instructions. Looking at the interior completely packed with cash, Yan Liang instantly drew a sharp breath. Neatly stacked piles of money sat together, looking even more spectacular than Babi's safe had before.
There had to be at least around forty million.
However, based on Yan Liang's understanding of the three Tony brothers, while there was a full forty million here, this was definitely not the entirety of the three brothers' assets.
"I have to say, Brother Tony...
This amount doesn't quite add up, does it?
As far as I know, you three brothers have embezzled quite a bit of drug money. From what I know alone, it should be around a small target by now, right?"
Hearing this, Tony's face twitched slightly, completely unexpected that his bottom line had been fully figured out.
"You're right, we did embezzle quite a bit. But you also know that dealing in white powder means it's only money once it's sold; if it doesn't sell, it's just a pile of powder. In reality, we only have this much cash on hand. If you want more, you can take all the powder in the warehouse as well."
"Are you hoping I don't live to spend it?"
Hearing this, Yan Liang immediately curled his lip. Have him traffic white powder? You've got to be kidding! Yet, he believed about thirty percent of what Tony said; it seemed that aside from that powder, the money here must be the complete fortune of the three Tony brothers.
"Since Brother Tony is being this way, I give you my word as well—I guarantee I won't touch a single hair on your mother's head."
"I hope you keep your word!"
Hearing Yan Liang say this, Tony knew he was doomed without a doubt, and simply closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Yan Liang nodded slightly, admiring Tony quite a bit. But admiration was admiration; he had no intention of taking the man under his wing.
Yan Liang gave Baron a look. The latter immediately understood, stepping forward without a moment's hesitation to lock his arm around Tony's neck.
*Crack—*
Accompanied by a faint sound, Tony's cervical vertebrae along with his windpipe were completely shattered, instantly cutting off his lifeline.
Using the exchange system to take away all the cash, Yan Liang didn't even spare a glance at the thoroughly dead Tony and said to Baron:
"Search me. These three audacious fellows don't just deal in white powder."
Events proved that, exactly as Yan Liang had suspected, the three Tony brothers were far from law-abiding citizens. Aside from the white powder, Baron dug up a substantial quantity of firearms from the warehouse, along with gleaming golden bullets...