Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 41: A Fierce Battle Against the Lionheart Society President? He'll Win.

The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.

The two went back and took a shower, then appeared at the entrance of the Regent International Hotel on time.

The boss on the hunter's website arranged to meet at the most luxurious hotel in the seaside.

Old Tang agreed to take Lu Mingfei to "see the world," so he brought him along. Anyway, being skilled and daring, it wouldn't be a problem to bring a burden along.

Both Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang possessed physical strength far beyond that of ordinary people. Even after playing StarCraft all night at high intensity, they showed no signs of mental exhaustion.

The two were still reviewing last night's battle.

"It's a pity that the machines in the internet cafe still don't feel quite right, not as good as the ones I used the day before yesterday..." Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, still feeling unsatisfied.

Old Tang's face immediately darkened.

"cough……"

Lu Mingfei quickly coughed, pretending that he hadn't said anything.

The two followed the waiter's directions to a private tea room.

In the box.

Two men in suits were already waiting there.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who looked quite refined, smiled and spoke.

"Is this Mr. Ronald?"

"You can also call me Mr. Tang."

Old Tang said indifferently.

In front of outsiders, he certainly lived up to the air of being one of the "Top 100 Hunters".

Although in the past, his cheerful face would have been a real menace at times like this, making his aura drop by at least three levels, and even making others think he was joking.

However, Su Jiannan would naturally not make such a mistake.

“Okay, Mr. Tang, and this is…?” He smiled and looked at another young man who seemed to have a facial muscle disorder.

Old Tang glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was struggling to control his expression, but didn't explain much.

"He is my friend, and also a hunter."

"welcome."

Su Jiannan smiled and extended his hand.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei finally composed himself and shook hands with him warmly.

He never expected that the person who issued the task would be Su Xiaoqiang's father!
The largest mine owner in the area, Mr. Su Jiannan!
But it's actually quite reasonable, since there aren't many people in Binhai who can come up with 100 million at once and issue hunter missions.

He subtly withdrew his gaze.

The intelligence panel is displayed.

The young man next to Su Jiannan, who looked like a secretary, was a D-class mixed-race person, and like Aunt Chen in the family, he was also from the side of Xiaotiannv's mother.

"Shall we get straight to the point?" Su Jiannan said.

"it is good."

……

Peacock Residence, a villa area.

Four middle-aged women in the living room were giggling. They were all disheveled, with makeup smeared all over their faces, and were rolling around on the sofa in their silk nightgowns.

"It's almost noon, what should we eat?" Someone suddenly felt hungry.

The door opened silently, and a tall, thin boy walked in, carrying a long black tennis bag.

I glanced at the pile of aluminum cans on the ground, and at the four women who were once renowned throughout the city for their beauty.

“I’ve ordered food for you: two servings of eel rice and two servings of teriyaki beef rice,” Chu Zihang said.

"Zihang is so thoughtful!" The aunties' eyes lit up; these were all their favorite foods.

Chu Zihang shook his head and picked up the remote control from the ground.

"Don't turn the air conditioner up too high, the indoor temperature is already 20 degrees Celsius."

"It's dry in air-conditioned rooms, so drink more water."

He then walked to the window and drew the curtains, saying, "This side faces the public walkway outside. People outside can see you dressed like this."

The nightgown-clad girls felt a little embarrassed and nodded, pulling their nightgowns up to cover their thighs, as if to show that they knew their mistake and would correct it.

"Going out to play tennis again?" asked the mother, who was wrapped in a thin blanket and curled up on the sofa.

"Yeah, I made an appointment with a friend."

"Boy or girl?" the mother asked again, noticing that her son seemed to really enjoy tennis lately.

“A man,” Chu Zihang said without changing his expression. His mother stared at him, then beamed with joy: “Go!”

A few minutes later.

A dark blue Porsche Panamera drove out of the garage.

Chu Zihang sat in the driver's seat, listening attentively as Norma recounted the details of this temporary mission through his headset.

"...Do I need to repeat myself, Commissioner Chu Zihang?"

"No need, but I think the frequency of Deadpool's appearances is too high. It would be best to arrange for investigators to get involved as soon as possible."

Chu Zihang calmly analyzed the situation.

"Your feedback has been submitted to the China branch." Norma's voice remained calm.

"In addition, I suggest you stay more vigilant during the mission and be careful of enemies outside the mission. According to the database records, in the past, there were 34.9% of consecutive Deadpool incidents in adjacent areas that resulted in casualties among agents. Simply put, this may be a trap."

"I understand." Chu Zihang nodded calmly.

The call is hung up.

The image of the Chen brothers inexplicably surfaced in his mind.

this time,

There's no need to call him Lu Mingfei.

……

Inside a speeding Rolls-Royce on the outskirts of a coastal city.

"Has everything been settled with the Su Group?"

Chen Mowei, the third son of the Chen family in charge of overall domestic affairs, looked at his two younger brothers in front of him with a smile...their birth order was unknown.

In the Chen family, bloodline is paramount.

Just like the worst car in his garage is a Maserati worth millions, while Chen Moming can only drive a second-hand Mercedes worth tens of thousands.

They appear to be brothers under the same father, but in reality, they have a superior-subordinate relationship.

"Su Jiannan's attitude was... rather firm; he rejected our acquisition offer."

Chen Moxuan said cautiously.

"This is my fault. He asked me what would happen to the workers after the mine was acquired, and I told him the truth. Otherwise, he probably would have agreed."

"No, the Chen family does things openly and honestly, and we do what we say. We never intended to mine that batch of ore in the first place."

Chen Mowei shook his head.

"The initial leak of the experimental subject was caused by workers accidentally digging a hole. This acquisition is to prevent similar incidents from happening again."

He has always acted decisively and efficiently, so he would naturally choose the simplest and most efficient method.

As for money...

That's not a problem at all.

"Speaking of which... couldn't we just move the lab to another location?"

Chen Moming, who was driving, didn't quite understand.

In his view, moving the laboratory is clearly a lower-cost option than spending a fortune to acquire an idle mine.

He even suspected that the third young master was deliberately laundering money.

"Binhai is a special place. The laboratory cannot be moved. You don't need to know the specific reasons."

Chen Mowei glanced at him and said indifferently.

"Don't worry about the Su Group. I've investigated the Su family's background. Su Jiannan's success today is only due to his wife being from the Oliveira family. But that woman isn't a core member of the Oliveira family. When pressure comes from both sides, he won't be able to withstand it."

"But before that... let's deploy another batch of 'weapons' to speed things up."

"Third Young Master is wise," said Chen Moxuan and Chen Moming.

finally.

The Rolls-Royce stopped inside a farm.

When they got out of the car, the three of them were already wearing masks of different colors and tight-fitting combat suits without any markings.

Chen Moxuan and Chen Moming each carried a large-caliber sniper rifle, loaded with eerie, deep red bullets.

Chen Mowei was carrying a long spear, a cold weapon engraved with dense runes.

It's clearly an alchemical weapon!
"President of the Lionheart Society... Heh, I hope you won't disappoint me."

Wearing a golden mask, Chen Mowei looked at the mountains and forests not far away with a cold smile.

(End of this chapter)