Gray-White Orange

Chapter 732 - Capítulo 732: 325: You Messed with the Wrong Person!


Capítulo 732: Chapter 325: You Messed with the Wrong Person!


Black Panther grew angrier the more he thought about it, and without a second word, he handed over his gun to his teammate, rolled up his sleeves, and pounced with fists and kicks, raining down a barrage of hefty punches and pinning the other guy to the ground, hammering away!


Kukukukukuku!!


The crew of the nearby merchant ship cried out in alarm.


The mercenaries cheered him on.


Good! Hit him good!!


“Stop, stop, I admit it, I confess everything!!” The person in charge cried out with a bloody nose and a bruised face, wailing in pain.


“These surveillance devices, I’ve never dared to use any of them since getting them. I’m just doing this job for the money. I come from the slums of Venezuela, a poor man’s son, and it wasn’t easy finding this high-paying smuggling job. I’m scared of being poor.”


The person in charge wept bitterly.


Black Panther spat with disdain. I’m F*cking listening to your bullshit!


When the General Sect Leader arrived by car and saw the lively scene and the person in charge who was beaten beyond recognition, he feigned surprise, “What happened here? Why is someone getting beaten? Weren’t they supposed to be arranging resupply here? Did they pay?”


“Boss, they haven’t paid yet,” Black Panther hurriedly reported.


“Pay, pay, we’ll pay now! The fuel charge! The toll fee! We’ll pay them all!” The person in charge said in a frantic tone, his words whistling through the gap where a tooth was missing.


The General Sect Leader was displeased the moment he heard this.


“What toll fee? What do you take me for? I’m a billionaire, not some pirate or pauper. I kindly offer to help you stay on the island for supplies, even to spend the night, to host you, and you don’t thank me, and instead insinuate I demand toll fees? Am I that kind of person? Isn’t this a fair trade?”


Allen Zhang spoke with a stern face.


“Sir, it’s certainly a fair trade,” the person in charge said hastily.


You have guns and men, you call the shots!


This is your territory, how very fair.


“Boss, they’re Venezuelan smugglers, should we report them to customs? Then we could seize them directly,” Black Panther suggested.


“Please don’t! If I can’t complete the spy mission and fail the smuggling task, with no further use, I’m bound to be buried alive once I return,” the person in charge panicked instantly.


“They also wanted to install surveillance devices on our island, but our monitoring system detected them!” Black Panther said with a cold smile.


“You were up to no good, indeed! Who sent you? I don’t recall wronging anybody,” Allen Zhang immediately demanded, “Spit it out, this was your own doing provoking me first! As compensation, I don’t need your goods, but I’m keeping your men here. Without a reasonable explanation, don’t blame me for my ruthlessness in throwing you all to the sharks!”


“We’ll pay! We can pay!!” The person in charge begged hurriedly.


“What you say doesn’t count. Contact your boss, or someone who can make decisions,” Allen Zhang said.


The person in charge took out his cellphone, explained the situation to the other side, then handed the phone to Black Panther, looking at the General Sect Leader and said, “Our boss wants to have a word with you.”


Allen Zhang motioned with his hand, and Black Panther passed the phone to the General Sect Leader.


“Hello?”


“Hello, Mr. Jin, I’m really sorry, my people were too brash and messed up some things. Could you please look past this just once, for my sake?”


Upon hearing this, Allen Zhang immediately fell silent.


He snickered, “WTF! Buddy, which careless idiot let you out? How much is your face worth? Who the hell do you think you are? Did your mother crush your brains when she gave birth?”


“If you said you were the President of the United States, then sure, I’d accept my loss without a word. But sorry, the current President of the United States is still wetting his diapers.”


“Please don’t speak of my mother! We are members of the Venezuelan Tda organization,” the leader said.


“The Fire of Aragua?” Allen Zhang was somewhat surprised.


Turns out it’s an old foe.


No wonder those Venezuelans seemed familiar.


“Right, didn’t expect Mr. Jin to have heard of us! Then we have more to discuss! We have influence and bases in several places in Texas, if we could reach a cooperation agreement, as long as you are willing to help us secure that smuggling route, you can certainly make more money, and not worry about toll fees.” The other side was a bit elated.


“Of course, I remember you because your motel in Austin was the one I took down,” Allen Zhang sneered and decided not to pretend anymore, laying his cards on the table.


“Are you F*cking daring to provoke me by coming to my doorstep now? Let me tell you, those who dare to provoke me are already six feet under!! Here’s your two choices: either pay two million US dollars for fuel and supplies, and your cargo ship and people can leave the island bay; or, I’ll just blow it up.”


Allen Zhang spoke coldly, “After all, the accidents and uncertainties of sailing at sea are far too many, and it’s quite normal for a ship to sometimes sink. Who let your ship straying off course to the Pacific, that’s international waters!”



The other side fell silent after hearing this.


A blatant threat!!


You definitely want to blow up the ship in the Pacific to destroy the evidence!!