American Gossip King

Chapter 112 Ankang Company

On the phone, Catherine's voice was filled with suppressed anger: "You could have handed the evidence over to the police instead of taking those girls and risking your life!"

Ian said calmly, "It's not exactly a risk. Find the target, take care of the competition, and then have the girls come over and strike a few poses. It's good for them. Making it in the entertainment industry requires capital, which most of them don't have, and this is the fastest way to rise. I promised them a bright future, and what I'm doing is fulfilling that promise!"

Catherine roared angrily, "Shit! You're just doing this for the news! To you, police catching criminals isn't news, five rescued girls fighting back is news, Halle Berry's involvement is news!"

Ian sneered, "You don't understand, Officer Brown. For most girls in Hollywood, they need a chance to get ahead. They're willing to take risks, even give everything, for it. Sleeping with someone? No, that's the bare minimum. Too many people can do that, so it's worthless. What really matters is being able to do what others can't. I saved their lives, and I gave them their chance! They're grateful to me... To outsiders, you're that heroic cop, but to them, you're just an ungrateful, self-righteous woman."

Catherine was stunned.

Is that right?

Am I that kind of person?

Ian chuckled. "But I like it! You know why? Because I've got you figured out. A heroic cop isn't enough; a hero needs flaws, ups and downs, to have a story. Don't be upset about today's news; it won't affect your career. Maybe some people will doubt your abilities because of it, but that's okay, because I'll still give you credit for big cases in the future. You'll soar, then fall, then soar again, then fall again."

"Whenever I need you, I'll make you a hero. Whenever you make me angry, I'll make you a piece of trash... I'll send you soaring to the clouds and plummeting to the depths of hell—it'll be more thrilling than doing *that*!"

"You'll become an enigma in people's eyes; sometimes you'll be incredibly capable, and other times you'll be utterly incompetent. You'll become the center of controversy, a controversial hero cop, and the talk about you will never stop. And I'm the driving force behind all of this."

"So I like your rebellious attitude, which means I don't need to be soft-hearted when I mess with you... Who would lay a hand on a girl they like? Luckily, you're not one of my likes."

Ian chuckled as he spoke.

A female hero with ups and downs makes for a more compelling story, doesn't she?

Catherine retorted angrily, "So you wanted to sleep with me in the first place?"

Ian shrugged: "That doesn't matter. Even now, I can accept you climbing into my bed. I'll say these things to you while I'm having sex with you—it's a little perk I'm giving you!"

"Fuck!" Catherine wanted nothing more than to punch Ian over the phone. "Don't even think about it! I'm not your puppet!"

Ian shook his head slightly. "That's not something you can decide, Officer Brown. To be honest, the reason I haven't slept with you isn't because of your refusal, but because I've been having too many women lately, and my kidneys aren't up to par. I'm hoping that one day I'll be exceptionally gifted and have even stronger sexual abilities, and maybe I'll use you to make up the numbers... But I must warn you, this interest in you is only present for now, and it might gradually weaken over time. By then, you might have to kneel on the ground, stick a tail in your ass, and crawl over to me like a dog before I'm in the mood to have sex with you... You'd better get yourself a dog leash!"

He hung up the phone before Catherine could scold him.

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Los Angeles, Deparit neighborhood.

Kreps sat happily in the office that had once belonged to Gitt, using the toys he had used and the women he had slept with.

Although both the Cripples and MS13 are Black gangs, they have never gotten along well. The only reason they could unite is probably because of the Fucheng Boys 13.

But with Ian as his powerful backer, who was strong in terms of politics, economics, and firepower, Kreps' first target was MS13, which surprised him.

Although MS13 wasn't completely wiped out, with many other members still scattered outside, the loss of Madman Git as its core leader meant the gang was destined to become a rabble and would soon be absorbed by other gangs, quietly disintegrating.

Gangs don't disappear; they just move to new locations.

In this match, Kripps undoubtedly benefited the most.

He took over Jitter's territory and many of his businesses, which were all high-gold geese.

It's important to understand that the Jetts weren't just involved in pimping. While that kind of business could be profitable and cultivate relationships with higher-ups, it didn't help in building a strong and capable underling team. So, they also engaged in protection rackets, loan sharking, drug trafficking, and smuggling.

Ian sternly warned him not to force women into prostitution, but said that everything else was fine: meaning that if the women weren't forced, then the business was acceptable.

A good leader is one who doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness!

Aside from the fact that his demands were a bit high: Kreps had to constantly provide Ian with all sorts of inside information, which would make him offend a lot of people, but he had no other choice.

In addition to that, there are other things that Ian shouldn't be doing in person.

For example, breaking the leg of a reporter you dislike.

At this moment, Kripps was happily playing with the golden horse in Gitt's desk. This pure gold horse wasn't at Gitt's house, so Ian had missed it, thus giving Kripps the opportunity to enjoy it.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Kreps patted the woman between his legs. "You can get out now."

The woman covered her mouth and ran out the door.

Kreps yelled, "If you dare vomit in the toilet, I'll skin you alive!"

The woman stopped, took a difficult breath, and then turned to face Kreps, opening her mouth.

"Very good." Kreps nodded in satisfaction, and while fastening his trousers, he asked his underling, "What is it?"

The latest novel is first published here!

The younger brother glanced enviously at the woman leaving and said, "Kokambury said Boyle Kaman will arrive tomorrow afternoon."

Kreps instantly became excited.

Kirkham Billy is the head of claims at Ancare Insurance Company’s Los Angeles branch.

It was through his collaboration with local ambulances that patients in dire need of treatment were transported to their deaths via long detours.

Both Ian and Kripps knew that this couldn't possibly be a decision made by Kirkham alone: ​​he didn't have that much power to give away that much money.

The problem is that Cochrane is the mastermind pushed to the forefront, and he's the one who takes the blame whenever something goes wrong.

Therefore, Ian said: We must dig deeper.

Sometimes it's really simple for gangsters to get people to tell the truth—cooperate with me, or your whole family will die!

So Ian and his team already knew who was above Kirkham, but that still wasn't enough.

The path to Ankang Company goes all the way up; if you pull out the radish, you'll find mud along with it, and you could probably dig up a three-story building. But Ian's target is the core senior management of Ankang Insurance Company.

In his words: If it doesn't involve the board of directors, then it's meaningless.

Ian devised a plan for this purpose.

Kripps immediately said, "Very well, you can leave now."

After closing the door, Kreps let out a few excited breaths.

Then he picked up the phone: "Boss, it's me... Everything you arranged has been taken care of. It's Boyle Kaman, a board member and CEO... Sorry, their chairman isn't here, so it has to be the CEO for now... Okay... okay, boss!"

(End of this chapter)