America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

Black Snake of the Sinaloa gang has been in a very good mood lately.

After the former boss, Mad Bear, and his elite subordinates were inexplicably wiped out by the Los Angeles police, Black Snake naturally became the most senior leader of the Sinaloa gang and took the position of head.

Not only did he gain control of most of Mad Bear's remaining men, but even Ivanov, the rising star of the rival gang Blood Hands, sent people to express his desire for reconciliation.

It's not because everyone suddenly became friendly.

During this period, the Sinaloa and the Bloody Hands were constantly fighting for territory, and even caused a shocking case at the Papa's Dismantling Plant that shocked the entire United States.

Both sides' top brass received word from their inside sources that Los Angeles City Hall and the LAPD had reached their limit with the endless gang warfare. If the two sides continued fighting so recklessly, it would inevitably invite a devastating crackdown by the National Guard or even the FBI.

Therefore, the safety situation in South Los Angeles has been exceptionally good these past few days, which is one of the reasons why the snack business at Rongding Pavilion Restaurant has become so popular.

On the other hand, before being shot by Mad Bear, Rick of the Bloodhands had secretly smuggled a batch of "laundry detergent".

All of Ivanov's trusted confidants who knew about this had died in the police raid.

Ivanov was originally Mad Bear's mole planted within Rick's ranks. However, after Mad Bear and several of his trusted men were all killed by the SWAT, no one in the entire Sinaloa gang knew Ivanov's true identity anymore.

In this surreal situation, Ivanov simply followed Chen Yuan's advice and stayed in the Blood Hand Gang to develop his own power.

In addition, Ivanov was Rick's trusted lieutenant and already held considerable prestige within the gang.

Therefore, during this period, the leaderless remnants of the Blood Hand Gang gathered under Ivanov's command, making him the most powerful figure.

But the problem that followed was that the expenses for appeasing his underlings and seizing territory were getting bigger and bigger.

Therefore, Ivanov set his sights on the unclaimed goods that Rick had hidden.

This batch of "laundry detergent" is worth a staggering five million US dollars in bulk on the black market.

However, the Blood Hands Gang is not good at this and simply does not have a safe and smooth sales channel.

Turning such a large batch of goods into cash safely is not only time-consuming but also extremely risky.

So Ivanov thought of his old, powerful Sinaloa gang and secretly contacted the Black Serpent.

Although Black Snake was unaware that Ivanov had once been an undercover agent for one of their own, the two did not have any substantial conflict of interest.

If such a large quantity of high-quality goods at low prices suddenly comes knocking on your door, only a fool wouldn't take the money.

Therefore, the two parties quickly reached an agreement and agreed to deliver the goods in a few days with a clean cash payment of five million US dollars.

This is both a transaction and a bargaining chip for a formal truce between the two gangs.

Black Snake immediately contacted Stephen Walker, the lawyer in charge of laundering money for the gang, and asked him to quickly gather five million dollars in cash from various offshore accounts.

However, at this time, Attorney Walker suffered a huge loss because he misappropriated gang funds to invest in cryptocurrency, which collapsed.

Black Snake lost a million dollars of the five million dollars he wanted!

Desperate and unable to come up with any money, lawyer Walker set his sights on the cash-rich Rongding Pavilion restaurant, hoping to extort one million dollars within a few days through a medical scam to cover his losses.

According to Walker's original plan, even if the other party refused to pay the full amount, he could at least squeeze out a million dollars from the cowardly Chinese boss, Huang Fugui, to tide him over by applying maximum pressure.

Unexpectedly, Huang Fugui not only left the house with nothing, but also ran away.

The new boss, Chen Yuan, somehow obtained information that allowed him to accurately grasp the evidence that Chen Yuan had fabricated!

Not only did Chen Yuan not give a single penny, but he also arrogantly tried to extort $100,000 in "compensation for emotional distress" from lawyer Walker.

Having suffered such a humiliating defeat and even facing the desperate situation of being purged by the Sinaloa Gang, how could Attorney Walker possibly sit idly by and wait for his doom?

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"You mean, my million dollars was swallowed up by a young Asian man who owns a restaurant?"

Black Snake's voice was icy as he heard this absurd report from Davis, Walker's lawyer's assistant.

"I'd like to hear how a Chinese fried chicken owner managed to snatch a million dollars from Los Angeles' most cunning lawyer."

Black Snake's doubts are reasonable.

After all, how could a lawyer like Walker, with his reputation for being insidious and ruthless, possibly fall into the hands of a small restaurant owner with no background?

Davis knew very well that Black Snake wasn't so easily fooled. But after Mr. Walker used his connections in the legal circle to conduct a more detailed investigation into Chen Yuan's background, he actually managed to piece together a story that was convincing enough to deceive anyone!

So Davis, steeling himself, told Black Snake a carefully crafted lie:

"Boss Black Snake, according to Mr. Walker's investigation, David Chen from Chinatown was raided and arrested by the IRS a few days ago. It was this Chen Yuan who provided the tip."

Upon hearing the letters IRS, Black Snake immediately tensed up, and his eyes twitched slightly.

Gangsters are willing to go toe-to-toe with rifles even when facing the FBI or the DEA.

But when it comes to the IRS, even Colombia's top drug lords have to behave like SpongeBob SquarePants.

After all, in America, you can commit murder and arson, but you absolutely cannot evade taxes.

When Chen Yuan was framing David Chen, he used his own phone to report it. With Walker's connections, it wouldn't have been difficult for him to find out.

"You mean, that boss named Chen Yuan is actually an informant planted by the IRS in the Southern District?"

Faced with Black Snake's doubts, Davis continued to embellish the story according to the script:

"Not only that! This person is extremely knowledgeable about the movements of the Los Angeles underworld! It is said that on the night Mad Bear Boss had his accident, someone personally witnessed Chen Yuan making contact with members of the Blood Hand Gang on the street."

"Then Rick, the leader of the Bloodhands, and Mad Bear, the leader of the gang, all went to a car dismantling plant in the suburbs. But shortly after they arrived, the LAPD spotted them!"

The black snake gasped.

"You mean, the deaths of Mad Bear and Bloodhand Rick were all orchestrated by Chen Yuan?!"

"Although there is no concrete evidence, it fits the logic extremely well!"

Davis lowered his voice. Although these were all Walker's wild guesses, upon closer examination, they were not entirely impossible.

This Chen Yuan might actually have some powerful background!

He then went on to state Walker's speculation:

"Mr. Walker suspects that he is not a restaurant owner at all, but a highly disguised professional intelligence broker who has some kind of high-level cooperation with the IRS, FBI, and even the DEA."

Then, he delivered his final blow by shifting the blame:

"Chen Yuan must have found out you were going to acquire a new batch of goods, which is why he acted ahead of time. While Mr. Walker was raising funds, he froze 100 million of it. Today, he even warned Mr. Walker to his face that this was protection money from the Sinaloa Gang!"

After hanging up Davis's call, Black Snake sat in his dimly lit office, filled with doubt and unease.

His deal with Ivanov involving "laundry detergent" was a top-secret gang secret, unknown even to other high-ranking members of the Sinaloa gang. How did Chen Yuan find out?

Did Ivanov leak the information? Or is there really a police informant among his own people?

Thinking of this, the naturally suspicious Black Snake couldn't wait to dial Ivanov's number.

"Hey, Ivanov! Is our cargo ready?"

"No problem at all." Ivanov's cold, deep, accented English came from the other end of the phone.

"As soon as your five million arrives, we can immediately proceed with the handover at the designated location."

Hearing that everything seemed normal from Ivanov's tone, Black Snake breathed a slight sigh of relief. He rolled his eyes and, feigning nonchalance, probed:

"I heard there's a Chinese restaurant called Rongding Pavilion in your Blood Hand Gang's southern territory. Their new owner is a young Asian man named Chen Yuan... Do you know him?"

Although it was just a very casual question.

But on the other end of the phone, there was an eerie silence that lasted for more than ten seconds.

After a long while, Ivanov finally spoke in a deep voice:

"I've heard of that name. What do you want to do?"

Black Snake had already sensed something was wrong from Ivanov's reaction, but he continued to calmly fabricate excuses:

"One of my business partners thinks this restaurant has good revenue and wants to forcefully acquire it at a low price. But since this restaurant is on your territory, I'm giving you a heads-up beforehand to avoid unnecessary conflict."

There was another suffocating silence.

Then, Ivanov's voice, as cold as if it came from the Siberian ice fields, entered the black snake's ears:

"Listen, Black Serpent."

"This person is extraordinary. If I were you, I would never provoke him."

"Beep—beep—"

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Black Snake suddenly stood up from the sofa, his heart filled with turbulent emotions.

Even the ruthless and bloodthirsty Ivanov, who rose to power by stepping over corpses, was so fearful upon hearing that name?!

This Chen Yuan is definitely up to something!