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"That's true. We were discussing the gems. How did your friend just barge in without even saying hello? Where are all the people outside?!" Chatchai shouted.

A Wa State soldier hurried in, saying, "General, you called me."

"How were you keeping watch? You didn't even stop anyone from coming in!" Chatchai pointed at the calm and composed King of Clubs and questioned him.

The soldier was taken aback when he saw this. "General, we've been outside the whole time. We don't know how this person got in."

"Slacking off is slacking off, get out of here!"

"Yes!" the soldier replied and quickly left, afraid of angering the general again.

"Abu, kick him out!" Chatchai commanded, staring at the King of Clubs. He was very displeased with the man in front of him; how dare this nobody come in and humiliate him.

Another reason was that the other person was white, which made him feel even more alienated.

After hearing this, Abu nodded and quickly walked towards the King of Clubs.

Those present also wore expressions of anticipation, having just witnessed Abu's fighting prowess. He was fast enough to disarm a gun, and in the confined space, virtually no one could match him.

Anglai thought so too, and already had the idea of ​​recruiting Abu.

"Mr. K, you should probably avoid him," Uncle Ang advised. He had been getting along quite well with K these past few days and considered him a good friend.

Club King laughed and said, "You guys chat, I didn't disturb you."

"Please leave." Abu ignored him completely, made a gesture of invitation, and assumed a fighting stance, ready to strike without hesitation if the other party resisted.

"Tsk tsk tsk! You people are really domineering. I'm sitting right here, can you make me move an inch? I'll give you a million US dollars."

The King of Clubs looked at the other party and made a condition, showing no intention of leaving.

Hearing this, Abu didn't believe it at all. "You're leaving today, so get up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Abu suddenly made a move, his right hand shooting out to grab the other man's collar and throw him away with the King of Clubs.

But as soon as his palm approached within half a meter of the King of Clubs, he grabbed it.

Abu was startled by the other party's quick reaction and tried to break free by exerting force in his arms.

But his opponent's hand was like an iron clamp, and he couldn't break free even with all his strength. He quickly changed his move, kicking out with his right foot to the side, aiming for the head of the King of Clubs.

This kick is incredibly powerful; if it hits, the victim will be either dead or crippled.

However, all of this seemed like child's play to K of Clubs. He kicked out with his left foot so fast that it left only a blur, and struck an opening in Abu's right foot that he was kicking.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream echoed in the room as Abu's right leg bent at an unnatural angle. But that wasn't all; the King of Clubs used his palm forcefully to rotate Abu's right hand 360 degrees.

Then, Club K delivered a front kick!

Abu's figure flew backward and crashed down on General Chatchai, pinning him to the ground.

"Get off me!" Chatchai struggled to push Abu off him, got up somewhat disheveled, and drew the pistol from his waist, ready to pull the trigger.

"Hey! Using a gun isn't a good habit," came the teasing voice of the King of Clubs.

Just as Chhay made the gesture of raising his gun, he froze on the spot.

Suddenly, a pistol appeared in Club K's hand, the muzzle pointed directly at his head. Anyone with eyes could see that if the gun were to fire, the white man would be the one who was faster.

General Chachai is doomed!

Seeing this, Ang Lai and the others hoped that Chatchai would die there and had no intention of helping.

"Mr. K, General Chatchai, don't fire! It's not worth it!" Uncle Ang quickly stood up and tried to calm him down. He noticed Abu's miserable state on the ground and trembled slightly.

The series of movements was so fluid and fast that he didn't even see it clearly before the expert beside General Chachai was crippled.

"Damn it! You're not leaving here today. How dare you cause trouble on my turf!" Chatchai couldn't swallow his anger. He was sure the other side wouldn't dare to shoot him.

boom!

A gunshot ignited the tense atmosphere throughout the manor. Upon hearing the gunshot, the men brought by Chachai, Anglai, and others all raised their guns.

The confidant hurriedly headed towards the conference room.

At this time.

Chatchai stood frozen in place, and the gun in his hand was reduced to just the handle; the other parts were scattered on the ground.

"The next shot could be your head," said the King of Clubs.

No one expected the other side to actually fire.

"Alright, since you all don't welcome me, then leave." With that, the King of Clubs slowly stood up and walked out of the conference room in front of everyone.

Anyway, he had already achieved his purpose in coming here: to observe the strength of these people. Overall, they were not as powerful as the leaders under Taishan.

He's not particularly brave either.

Soon, a large number of people rushed into the conference room, went to their respective leaders, and asked questions.

"General, what's wrong with you?" An officer stepped forward to help the trembling Chachai up and asked.

"Take me back to rest." Chatchai was already so frightened that his heart was pounding and his chest was heaving.

The same applies to the others.

The meeting was temporarily adjourned due to the King of Clubs, and everyone returned to their respective temporary positions.

Soon only Uncle Ang and a few others remained in the room.

Guo Peng approached, looking curious. "Uncle Ang, what just happened?"

Jin Ming also listened attentively.

"Mr. K suddenly shot General Chatchai; I really don't understand him."

Hearing Uncle Ang say this, Guo Peng was shocked. "This Mr. K is so ruthless, he doesn't even put Chachai in his eyes. You know, the person with the most people here is General Chachai!"

Upon hearing this, unpleasant memories instantly flooded Jin Ming's mind.

"Alright, keep an eye on these people and don't let them cause any trouble. Notify me immediately if anything happens," Uncle Ang ordered.

"OK."

Guo Peng and Jin Ming also left in a hurry.

After spending these past few days together, he realized that Club King was not a reckless person, and that there must be other reasons for what he did today.

........

A temporary camp set up by Wa State.

Chhay was lying in bed, and a doctor was conducting a thorough examination beside him.

"Doctor, what's wrong with the general?" someone asked.

The doctor stopped what he was doing and said, "The general is fine. He was just frightened, which caused his heart to not circulate enough blood. He'll be fine after a rest."

With that, the doctor walked away.

After hearing this, the group breathed a slight sigh of relief and then quickly stepped forward.

"Cough cough! I can't swallow this insult. Gather your men and find that guy. I'll tear him to pieces!" Chatchai's eyes burned with raging fury.

No one has ever dared to treat him like this before. He has lost face in front of Ang Lai and the others. He can't just let this go!