America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

People from the IRS?

As soon as Vivian finished speaking, all the young men and women in the banquet hall looked on in astonishment.

Although they were all college students, they naturally understood what the arrival of the IRS meant through their daily exposure to the outside world.

Could it be that the owner of this club has tax issues?

But isn't this Sinclair's property?

Thinking about this, many people's gazes toward Vivian changed.

Even the school's football captain, who had been staring intently at Vivian, now looked wary.

What it really means for a capitalist to be targeted by the IRS is something that everyone here understands.

At this moment, a boy in a tuxedo who had been talking loudly just moments before stood up and said expressionlessly...

"I suddenly remembered that I have some things to take care of at home, so I must take my leave early, Miss Sinclair."

With that, he left the banquet hall without looking back.

With someone taking the lead, the rest had no more reservations and stood up to say goodbye to Vivian.

Just a few minutes later, the once bustling banquet hall was left with only Vivian and the manager of Poseidon's Trident.

The manager was now covered in sweat.

Upon learning of the arrival of the IRS agents, he immediately tried to contact the club's owner, Richard, Vivian's brother.

However, he couldn't get through on the phone, so he asked Vivian for instructions.

After all, the manager is just an employee; the Sinclair family calls the shots at this club.

Unexpectedly, the young lady spread the news without saying a word, scaring away all the guests the boss had invited.

What should I say if the boss asks me about this tomorrow?

Vivian paid no attention to the guests leaving. She took a tablet computer from the manager and then used the monitoring system of the Trident of Poseidon to find the footage of VIP room 109.

Then she witnessed a scene that was both pleasant and uplifting.

The door to the private room was kicked open roughly, and several armed agents wearing black tactical vests with "IRS-CI" printed on the front filed in.

"David Chen! You are suspected of massive money laundering and multiple tax frauds! You are hereby arrested and searched in accordance with the law!"

David Chen slumped onto the sofa in the private room. He never expected that the ruthless Chen Yuan would leave so soon and the people from the State Taxation Administration would come knocking on his door so quickly.

Then, his gaze fell on the USB drive on the coffee table in front of him.

It contained $300 million worth of cryptocurrency, which would undoubtedly serve as evidence of his money laundering and tax evasion.

However, one of the IRS agents in the lead seemed to already know what was on the USB drive. He quickly drew his service pistol and aimed it at David Chen's head.

"Put your hands where I can see them! Now! Lie face down immediately and put your hands behind your head!"

Although David Chen was a professional conman, he was also a genuine practicing lawyer and knew very well what disobeying orders meant in this situation.

If he were facing an ordinary police officer, he might be able to make a scene and assert his rights.

However, when faced with agents of the IRS, it's truly impossible to explain oneself.

A few minutes later, David Chen, looking dejected, was led out of the club by several IRS agents and put into a black SUV.

Three million dollars in illicit funds, plus his long history of tax evasion, is enough to keep David Chen in jail for several years.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yuan, who had been observing silently from a distance, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, it would be difficult to prevent a conman like David Chen, who operates in a gray area, from retaliating against Chen Yuan.

Therefore, the best solution is to completely deprive him of his freedom.

At the same time, Chen Yuan heard a crisp system notification:

[Ding! It has been detected that the host has used personal privacy to intimidate a state legislator. 50 Villain Points have been awarded.]

[Ding! Detected that the host used despicable means to end a lawyer's career. 50 Villain Points awarded.]

After a busy night, Chen Yuan finally obtained the villain points he had been longing for, and his mood became much happier.

The arrival of the IRS also alarmed the other guests at the club. After all, most of the people who come here to spend money are respectable people, and who doesn't have some tax issues?

So even though they heard that the IRS had only arrested a lawyer, the guests had no desire to stay and were all preparing to head home.

Just as Chen Yuan was about to leave the club with the crowd, a voice called out to her.

Chen Yuan turned his head and saw a blonde, blue-eyed girl waving at him from not far away; it was Vivian.

"You've really stirred up quite a commotion, Chen!"

Faced with Vivian's smile, Chen Yuan felt somewhat guilty.

After all, he was able to get into this club entirely thanks to Vivian's guarantee, but he caused a huge mess.

However, Vivian showed no signs of anger. Instead, she moved closer to Chen Yuan and whispered in his ear:

"You helped me solve a big problem today, so I'll give you some advice."

The girl's delicate fragrance was refreshing, but Vivian's next words sounded an alarm bell in Chen Yuan's heart:

"Whatever you did to Senator Pete, he's not some pushover!"

With that, Vivian took a step back, creating some distance, and resumed her haughty demeanor:

"I hope to see you at school again after the holiday, Chen."

Watching the girl's departing figure, Chen Yuan couldn't help but frown.

Judging from Vivian's words, Senator Pete might be a threat to him?

This is not surprising. How could a politician who can become a state legislator be just a spineless coward who is afraid of his wife?

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan took out a car key from his pocket.

It wasn't the Corolla his father left him, but the Porsche key he'd taken from David Chen.

He turned to Lin Xiaoxiao, who was standing there in a daze, and said:

"We'll leave here in David Chen's car, drive around the area, and then take you back to school."

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded blankly. Everything that happened tonight had almost completely shattered the beautiful image of America in her mind, and she didn't know how to face Chen Yuan.

Since most of the club's guests had already left, the number of luxury cars in the ground parking lot had decreased significantly.

Chen Yuan's Corolla was parked quietly in a corner, next to a very ordinary Civic, which should belong to a club employee.

Chen Yuan pressed the key in his hand, and two beeps immediately came from not far away.

Turning my head, I was surprised to see a Porsche 911 Turbo S painted in Miami Blue!

Although Chen Yuan didn't know much about sports cars, he did know that the base price of this car was $20.

When Chen Yuan called to report David Chen, he had already considered how to extricate himself from the situation.

In fact, he didn't need Vivian's reminder; he knew very well that threatening a state legislator wouldn't be an easy way to get away with it.

Fortunately, David Chen has been detained by the IRS, so it won't be easy for Senator Pitt to see him again.

Chen Yuan only spoke with Senator Pete for two minutes, and Pete probably didn't even have time to remember what he looked like.

Therefore, as long as he can successfully stay away from the club, it will be difficult for Senator Pete to cause Chen Yuan any more trouble.

David Chen's car is the key!

Chen Yuan nimbly climbed into David Chen's Porsche 911, while Lin Xiaoxiao sat in the passenger seat and skillfully fastened her seatbelt.

Clearly, this wasn't her first time riding in this car.

Seemingly sensing Chen Yuan's gaze, Lin Xiaoxiao whispered:

"I have nothing to do with David Chen. I've only had dinner with him a few times because of immigration issues."

Chen Yuan nodded and started the car somewhat awkwardly, after all, this sports car was quite different from the Corolla he usually drove.

Seeing that Chen Yuan remained silent, Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes reddened slightly, and she continued:

"He said he was taking me to meet a big shot who could help me get a green card. I never imagined it would be just to get me to accompany that senator..."

At this point, Lin Xiaoxiao bit her lip.

After all, what happened tonight would be an unspeakable humiliation for any young girl who still has a bottom line.

If Chen Yuan hadn't arrived in time, Lin Xiaoxiao would certainly have been doomed.

Although Chen Yuan didn't care about Lin Xiaoxiao's situation, he wouldn't have been able to find out the cause of his parents' deaths without her call for help.

After much deliberation, Chen Yuan finally said:

"David Chen is a fraud. Since this president took office, it has become almost impossible for ordinary international students to obtain a green card."

"I know! That's why I asked you out several times before, but you refused every time."

Lin Xiaoxiao felt somewhat discouraged. Did she really have no attraction whatsoever for the men around her?

Hearing this, Chen Yuan remembered that Lin Xiaoxiao had indeed been trying to ask him out for dinner a few days ago.

To be fair, Lin Xiaoxiao could be considered youthful and beautiful if she dressed up.

However, Chen Yuan had just experienced a major family crisis and was barely able to take care of himself, so he had no interest in dating a girl. Therefore, he simply rejected her.

This is probably why Lin Xiaoxiao was hostile towards him at the restaurant this afternoon.

As for Lin Xiaoxiao's purpose in inviting him, it goes without saying.

"Do you look down on me?"

Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly asked.

Chen Yuan did not deny it, but calmly said:

"Everyone has the right to choose how they want to live, but they must also be prepared to bear the corresponding consequences. America is not as wonderful as you imagine, and people like David Chen are everywhere."

Lin Xiaoxiao fell silent; clearly, what had happened tonight had dealt her a very heavy blow.

At the same time, Chen Yuan noticed something was wrong in the rearview mirror.

An unlicensed Ford Explorer followed behind for at least two minutes.

"Hold on tight."

After Chen Yuan finished speaking, he stepped on the gas.

The Porsche 911 Turbo S roared and charged forward like a cannonball.