An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

Unlicensed doctors in the South District?

"Thump! Thump!"

Upon hearing those four words, Lynn's heart skipped a beat as if struck by a giant hammer, and all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly!

Despite the sweltering heat, a chill unexpectedly crept into my body.

A strange sense of dread ran down my spine and straight to the back of my head.

"Are Seattle police so free these days? They're even interfering with unlicensed medical practitioners in the slums?"

Lynn forcibly suppressed his racing heartbeat and casually used a teasing tone to cover up his inner turmoil.

"Hey, I definitely wouldn't care normally."

Annie brushed a stray hair behind her ear and casually explained:

"But the DEA has recently been targeting a smuggling route for fentanyl and strong prescription painkillers. The DEA is cooperating with the DEA. Of course, our main task is to follow the trail and crack down on these illegal clinics to find their suppliers."

"Oh, I see..."

Lynn nodded thoughtfully, but didn't listen carefully to what was said next.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, then casually asked, "The South District is so big, where are there any unlicensed doctors? How come I don't know any?"

Without giving it much thought, Ainiwei casually gave the location: "It's in that homeless park near South King Street. I heard they're pretty arrogant, they set up a big tent."

After saying that, she glanced down at her watch, her expression hurried: "I have to go now, time is running out, I have to get to the tactical meeting! See you later!"

After saying that, Annie turned and left decisively.

But after taking only two steps, she stopped, turned around, looked at Lynn with some confusion, and whispered, "By the way, what brand of perfume are you wearing?... It smells really good, very unique."

Leaving behind this somewhat ambiguous remark, Annie left in a flurry.

Her long, straight, beautiful legs moved with incredible lightness, as if she were walking on air.

Since being assigned to be a patrol officer, I've been so bored dealing with these trivial matters every day that I'm practically rusting with boredom.

She was incredibly excited to finally have the opportunity to participate in and lead a mission!

Immersed in her excitement, Annie was completely unaware that Lynn, sitting inside the Camry, had become like a petrified statue.

To be precise, Lynn was not as lifeless as a sculpture.

His left hand gripped the steering wheel tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand, while his right hand rhythmically tapped the leather seat.

With his brows furrowed and his eyes slightly unfocused as he stared ahead, he was clearly deep in thought.

"The unlicensed doctor...South King Street Park..."

Lynn muttered these two keywords over and over again.

The thing I least wanted to see and the thing I was most worried about has finally happened.

If just a second ago he only had a bad feeling, now that feeling has come true!

The quack doctor near South King Street Park, isn't he just like himself?

You simply can't find another unlicensed clinic in that slum!

The illegal medical clinic that Annie is leading her team to raid tomorrow is his headquarters!

"Damn it!"

Lynn gripped the steering wheel tightly, his brain like a high-speed, sophisticated computer, his thoughts racing.

In a flash, he instantly recalled the scene that Mike had reported earlier that afternoon.

Those few figures who were sneaking around outside the tent, peeking out furtively, and then immediately running away when discovered.

Without a doubt, the tip-off call received by the Narcotics Bureau was definitely related to these guys who were scouting the location!

Thinking of this, Lynn's mood grew heavier and her eyes grew colder.

"It seems these sewer rats have been eyeing me for quite some time now. Who exactly is it...?"

Suppressing the jumbled thoughts in his mind, Lynn lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

It wasn't until the intense nicotine filled my chest that I calmed down, and at the same time, I had a clear answer in my mind.

How could they have spotted him so quickly and accurately, and then so hastily reported him to the police using such a desperate tactic of using someone else to do their dirty work?

There's no need to even think about it; they're most likely from the same industry!

As the saying goes, those in the same trade are enemies.

Compared to public hospitals that rely on health insurance for survival, Seattle's underground clinics are more focused on attracting patients and building a good reputation.

In this industry, customer acquisition channels are extremely scarce; apart from word-of-mouth referrals from patients, there are almost no other ways to promote the business.

Previously, there were no large-scale illegal medical clinics near the South King Street slum.

If someone has an accident here, they can only go to underground clinics in other neighborhoods for treatment.

Since setting up his tent here, he has successfully diverted all the crowds by virtue of his superb medical skills and reasonable prices.

When we first opened, we only saw a dozen or so patients a day, which was a small operation and didn't attract much attention.

But things are completely different now.

The number of patients we see each day is several times higher than in the previous few days!

Thinking of this, Lynn's eyes narrowed.

This terrifying siphon effect will inevitably destroy the livelihoods of other unlicensed doctors.

It was only a matter of time before he was noticed, but Lynn didn't expect the other party to act so quickly and ruthlessly!

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

Lynn took a few deep drags of his cigarette and exhaled thick smoke, then suddenly let out a cold laugh:

"Fuck it, this is what free America is all about! Their methods are incredibly ruthless and dirty!"

With a casual flick of his wrist, Lynn flicked the cigarette butt out of the car window, his eyes revealing a chilling ruthlessness.

Although this unexpected crisis came somewhat suddenly, Lin was not an unprepared lamb to the slaughter.

Since these colleagues wanted to play dirty tricks, he would naturally play along to the end.

The black dragon Mike on the left and the white tiger Kane on the right are not just decorations placed at the entrance as mascots!

In addition, there is...

Lynn reached behind him and touched the cold grip of the Glock gun on his lower back.

He doesn't mind taking matters into his own hands when necessary.

This will show these colleagues what it means to be both literate and skilled in combat! It will show them what it means to use a long stick dipped in iodine to disinfect while beating them!

With that in mind, Lynn slammed on the gas pedal.

Boom!

The Camry made an extremely reckless U-turn in the middle of the road and sped away!

Instead of continuing towards Lighthouse Hill, they sped back towards the slums of South King Street.

At the same time, he quickly dialed Mike and Kane's numbers.

Although Mrs. Hill, who was alone in her room, was very radiant, her body, as ripe as a peach, was unforgettable.

Although the little wildcat Katie's young and energetic body is very tender and alluring.

But in such a critical moment of life and death, women can only step aside!

Time was of the essence, and he had to race against the clock to get back and prepare in advance.

His unlicensed clinic is his current base of operations and headquarters, and also his invaluable place for collecting emotions.

He absolutely cannot just hand it over to someone else!

……

Half an hour later.

The homeless park is not far from South King Street.

Inside that luxurious medical tent, which stood out starkly from the surrounding dilapidated and drafty tents.

The high-brightness industrial spotlights illuminate the interior as bright as day.

Lynn sat in the recliner with a serious expression, his face ashen and his complexion terrifyingly dark.

Of course, even his dark complexion was far less than that of Zuo Heilong Mike, who was on the verge of going berserk.

"FUCK!! You son of a bitch!!"

After hearing the bombshell news Lynn brought back, Mike paced back and forth in the cramped tent like an enraged black bear.

His saliva flew everywhere as he talked about his genitals, and he was so angry that the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

"I should have just grabbed those scumbags who were scouting outside the tent this afternoon and kicked their balls to pieces!"

"Damn it, I don't even need to think to know, it must have been those bastards who reported us to the cops! Those sewer bugs who only know how to use dirty tricks deserve to die!!"

"If I catch them, I swear I'll strip them naked, hang them upside down on a street lamp, and cut their skin open with a knife to make human flesh candied apples!"

"I'm going to rip their intestines out, sew them back into a tattered sofa along with their bodies, and then throw them into the South District landfill to rot!"

"..."

Mike's curses grew increasingly vicious, as all the bizarre and cruel tortures he had imagined poured out of his mind, his bull-like eyes bulging bloodshot.

"Alright! Now is not the time to vent."

Lynn coldly interrupted Mike's roar, raising his eyelids to glance around: "Where's Kane? Did he say where he was going when he left?"

"I don't know, boss. He left right after you, looking very serious, without saying a word to me."

Mike immediately suppressed his anger and answered honestly:

"Hmm." Lynn nodded slightly without saying anything.

While he was speeding in the car, he made phone calls to both of them.

Mike's call went through immediately, but Kane's phone remained unanswered.

"Boss, the situation is so urgent, how about I take a few brothers out to look for him? He's probably busy with something."

Knowing the seriousness of the situation, Mike did not take the opportunity to kick Kane while he was down, as he usually would, demonstrating his excellent manners of knowing when to advance and when to retreat.

"No need, wait another ten minutes. If we still can't get in touch in ten minutes, we'll leave it for now." Lynn waved his hand, leaned back slightly, and closed his eyes to rest.

After receiving this devastating news from Annie, he remained on edge.

Only after returning to base camp did I finally relax a little.

As soon as he relaxed, Lynn belatedly felt an extremely strong sense of lingering fear.

What followed was a deep sense of relief!

If I hadn't gone to the roadside to chat with Annie today, if Annie hadn't happened to be assigned a task today, if I hadn't overheard the words "black doctor"...

The consequences tomorrow would be unimaginable!

If you are caught off guard, tomorrow you will be locked up in jail.

I have to say I'm really lucky; it's as if I'm blessed with good fortune.

But the next moment, Lynn suddenly opened his eyes and a flash of light passed by.

This isn't luck at all; it's clearly a cycle of cause and effect.

If he hadn't acted decisively to save Annie from the clutches of death and her partner Jimmy, Annie would probably still be struggling to collect parking tickets on the street right now, with no chance to lead the team on an operation.

Naturally, this fateful encounter this evening would not have happened.

Ultimately, the MVP is still yourself!

"Buzzing—"

Just as Lynn was lost in thought, her phone suddenly vibrated violently.

Looking down, I saw that it was Kane, who had been out of contact for a long time, who had opened the app.

Without hesitation, Lynn immediately answered the call and pressed the speakerphone button.

Before Lynn could even ask anything, Kane's extremely calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, I have something important to report to you."

Lynn was surprised for a moment, then quickly interrupted in a low voice, "We can talk about it when we meet. I'm in the medical tent right now, something terrible has happened!"

"Click!"

Before Lynn could finish speaking, a very clear, mechanical voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

It sounded like the click of a metal firing pin in a gun.

Immediately afterwards, Kane's emotionless voice came through the loudspeaker: "I'll be there in ten minutes."

beep...

The call was unilaterally disconnected.

……

no more, no less.

Exactly ten minutes.

The heavy curtain of the medical tent was suddenly lifted, and Kane stepped into the tent right on time.

His right hand gripped a Glock pistol fitted with a silencer tightly, muzzle pointing downwards, his wary eyes scanning the interior of the tent like radar.

After confirming that Lynn was safe and sound and sitting in the chair, his tense facial muscles visibly relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Kane's black leather jacket was stained with a few dark red stains, and wisps of heat were rising from his head.

Obviously, arriving in such a short ten minutes is no easy task.

Seeing Kane's unwavering loyalty, Lynn nodded to himself.

They also decided that once this crisis was resolved, Mike and Kane would each be provided with a high-performance car.

Otherwise, in such emergencies, using such unreliable transportation would cause a lot of delays.

"Boss, what happened?"

Kane holstered the pistol back on his waist and asked in a deep voice.

"Damn it! We got set up by those jealous colleagues! The cops are coming with a bunch of guys to raid our place first thing tomorrow morning!"

Before Lynn could speak, Mike, who was seething with anger, poured out his grievances and embellished the information Lynn had just brought back.

However, strangely enough...

After listening quietly to Mike's story, Kane's expression remained largely unchanged; he didn't even furrow his brow.

Noticing Kane's unusual behavior, a hint of curiosity flashed in Lynn's eyes.

But given the urgency of the situation, he didn't delve into it, simply assuming that Kane's strong mental fortitude allowed him to remain calm even in the face of imminent collapse.

"listen to me."

Lynn slowly rose, his imposing gaze sweeping over Mike and Kane, and he issued his command, enunciating each word clearly:

"Time is of the essence. We must do two things immediately. First, tonight, we must move and clean out all the controlled drugs, ledgers, and prohibited medical equipment from the tent. Tomorrow, I don't want to see anything related to the hospital!"

At this point, Lynn paused, a chilling killing intent flashing in his eyes:

"The second thing is to find that bastard who stabbed us in the back and get revenge! We also need to make sure we get back all the losses, plus interest! Otherwise, everyone will think we're easy targets!"

In America, this is the simplest and most straightforward core rule.

The strong should bully others, and the weak should be bullied!

"but."

Lynn took a deep breath, a hint of helplessness in his voice:

"The most pressing issue right now is that we are in the open while our enemy is in the shadows, seeking revenge. The first thing we need to do is to drag this venomous snake hiding in the gutter out..."

The words fell.

Kane suddenly raised his chin slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his dead face.

Meeting Lynn's gaze, Kane spoke slowly, his tone as calm as if he were stating a trivial matter:

"Boss, there's no need to look anymore. I already know who did it."

(It needs a major overhaul again. I'll update to 4K today and then finish the rest once I've calmed down. I'm exhausted...)