Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

Ailan was being led by the arm by her, like an older sister leading a younger brother.

Zhao Hao remembered that Ai Lan said she wanted to introduce her cousin and fiancée to everyone, which was why Zhao Hao and the others came.

Otherwise, they wouldn't come to this kind of ball; they're from completely different worlds.

But why did Alan only bring one person?

Then Alan introduced her to Zhao Hao and the others: "This is my cousin, Adria Mosley..."

Zhao Hao and the others nodded in greeting, and then Ai Lan continued, "She is also my fiancée."

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhao Hao and several others were drinking when they were suddenly choked.

Did your family invest in the healthcare industry in Germany?!

Adria Mosley, the cousin and fiancée of Alan, the foolish son of the landlord, appears to be very close to Zhao Hao and his group, and her smile seems very natural.

But who were the people present?

Those who aren't superhumans are all potential superhumans, and they are all extremely perceptive.

Even the carefree Gou Quan sensed the woman's wariness and scrutiny towards him and his companions.

He's not just perceptive; he has an intuitive ability.

This is not the woman's fault, because Alan Duke's family is indeed extraordinary.

Zhao Hao only discovered it by accident a couple of days ago.

The Duke family is a very powerful family! They came here when America was first established. They even received the title of honorary knight in the Great Ying Empire.

After Ami came to power, the heads of the family for several generations were all exceptionally talented, either possessing great strategic vision or being highly skilled in cutting-edge technology.

The Europa family had been making clocks for generations, but after Amerini took over, their business took off. Both World Wars propelled their family to new heights, and now they are monopolistic giants in many fields.

To put it simply, their family is basically never in the top ten in America.

In a country where capital reigns supreme, and even the president in the White House is accountable to capitalists, one can imagine what their family's situation must be like.

Of course, there are no dynasties that last forever. Even the aristocratic families in the Song Dynasty have changed hands many times.

So the Duke family is not doing well now either. The defeat in the Annamese War caused many families to suffer a major setback, and the Duke family's first in line to the throne even died of illness a couple of years ago.

In places like Ami, big capitalists definitely have access to the underworld.

Because they are wealthy, and superhumans are essentially inseparable from money, requiring substantial resources from the outer world. The inner world possesses many superhuman methods capable of curing the incurable diseases of the outer world.

Even so, the Duke family heir died of illness, which shows how deep the water was.

After all, the game of power is often brutal. Just as there was a struggle between royal power, ministerial power, and civil rights in the Song Dynasty, Amei has something similar.

Many presidents, after taking office, have attempted to weaken the power of large conglomerates and families and strengthen the nation.

Let capital become the nation's capital, rather than the nation becoming the nation of capital.

Of course, struggles are always back and forth.

Take, for example, President John F. Kennedy, who nearly consolidated power over a decade ago and enjoyed extremely high public approval ratings. His death was shrouded in mystery. In the following years, hundreds of people connected to his assassination either died, suffered mental breakdowns, or disappeared.

It's been fifteen or sixteen years now, and neither the CIA, the FBI, the Bureau of Mystery, nor the Federal Police have given any definitive conclusion to the case.

And that was the end of it...

In this situation, Alan Duke, formerly the second in line to the Duke family heir and now the first, is naturally very important. His friends were also secretly selected. Then, due to the unexpected gold incident, Zhao Hao and his group suddenly appeared.

In fact, during the day today, Adria Mosley had already reviewed all the information on Zhao Hao and his group from several intelligence agencies and more than a dozen private investigators.

If these people weren't a small group of superhumans, she would never have agreed to let Alan have any dealings with them.

Lions don't befriend cattle and horses. It's bad for both of them.

……

Alan was having a great time, singing, drinking, and diving (there's a big swimming pool at home), having a wonderful time.

Zhao Hao and his friends also had a great time. Ju Zuo even appeared out of nowhere and ate a lot, making the waiter pushing the food cart's legs get thinner from running so much.

Overall, Zhao Hao and his friends had a lot of fun. They didn't care about the Duke family at all.

Even if your family is well-known in the real world, has connections with some extraordinary forces, and even supports some extraordinary individuals, so what?

To be honest, Zhao Hao and his team have killed quite a few superhumans.

In the underworld, strength is everything, not wealth.

They were picked up and dropped off by car when they left in the evening, but after arriving in the city, Zhao Hao asked the driver to drop them off on the side of the road.

The driver was in a bit of a predicament, but he still confessed.

After the car drove away, Zhao Hao looked at the radiant and charming Elena under the streetlights and smiled slightly.

"It's too late tonight, how about we don't go back?"

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Chapter 161 I Don't Need Santa Claus

Elena tidied up her pink crossbody bag; the ribbon bow was still inside.

Zhao Hao gently put his arm around Elena's shoulder, and the two strolled under the streetlights.

I remember there was a really nice hotel nearby?

Let me see if their bed is comfortable!

While still in the orange hut of the Ailan family manor, I suddenly realized: Where is everyone? Where is everyone? ??? I haven't gotten on the bus yet! I haven't gotten on the bus yet!

……

Unfortunately, Zhao Hao's plan was too good to be true: to stroll under the streetlights and then spend an unforgettable night in the hotel.

But he forgot he was in America!

Less than ten minutes after they stepped outside, the two were surrounded by five or six black men who rushed out of the alley.

The bald, burly black man at the head of the group saw Zhao Hao and Elena, and his eyes lit up.

“Hey bro, we’re a little short on cash lately, and we’re hoping you can lend us some money. For Christmas and for God’s sake, we won’t hurt you as long as you behave.”

However, one of his henchmen, a skinny guy, was clearly not satisfied with only getting a little money on a big day like Christmas.

"Boss, we should find some other fun."

He had a lewd smile on his face, and his eyes kept darting around Elena.

The leader seemed to be weighing the pros and cons, but a short, stocky black guy next to him shouted, "Hey! We agreed, it's all about the money!"

The boy looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, but he was short and stocky, with a fierce face and an imposing presence.

He had just been released from a juvenile detention center for serious and frequent fighting. He agreed to go out with this neighbor to "make some money" because he really had no money for Christmas.

But it was agreed beforehand that all they wanted was money, no trouble. So when they heard that their accomplices had designs on Elena, they immediately became dissatisfied.

The skinny guy shrugged: "Oh my God! It's Christmas today, what a rare opportunity! Tyson, can you loosen up a bit?"

The gang leader, seemingly not wanting to cause trouble on Christmas, said to Zhao Hao, "Listen, friend, you've seen it yourself, my brother is very interested in your girlfriend. But I don't want any trouble, so hand over the money."

The bald leader brandished a dagger.

Zhao Hao glanced at Elena, who was slightly hiding behind him, but she wasn't afraid.

Zhao Hao then looked at the short, stocky man known as Tyson.

“Listen, get out of here while I’m still in a good mood. Don’t waste my time, or you’ll spend the rest of your lives in bed,” Zhao Hao said with a smile.

The bald leader clearly hadn't expected Zhao Hao to say that and froze on the spot. The skinny guy, however, was more quick-witted; he pulled out a spring-loaded dagger and prepared to ambush Zhao Hao from behind.

"Scorpion Groin Kick!"

With lightning speed, Zhao Hao swung his leg and kicked the skinny man in the crotch with a "smack." The kick landed between his legs from bottom to top, sending the man flying.

The skinny man dropped the dagger from his hand, clamped his legs together in an X-shape, stared wide-eyed, opened his mouth wide, and made a hissing sound that was not human, before slowly kneeling down on the ground.

The bald leader thrust a dagger at Zhao Hao, but Zhao Hao easily grabbed his wrist and tightened his grip little by little.

The gang leader felt a sharp pain in his wrist, as if it were about to break. He dropped the dagger, and Zhao Hao slowly raised his hand and gently snapped it. With a crisp "crack," the bald gang leader's wrist was broken.

"Ahhhh! My hand is broken, my hand is broken!" The leader shouted loudly late at night, full of confidence.

Zhao Hao kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying more than two meters away, where he knelt flat on the ground.

"Shouting and yelling so late at night, don't you have any sense of public decency? The neighbors have to go to work tomorrow!"

At that moment, the short, stocky Tyson suddenly stood in front of Zhao Hao, adopting a boxing stance, and shouted, "You guys get out of here, I'll hold him off!"

Zhao Hao looked at him helplessly and said, "Look back..."

Tyson cautiously turned around, only to find that no one was behind him.

Even the skinny guy who was hit in the groin by Zhao Hao and the bald boss who was kicked away were carried away by his underlings. They left Tyson with a few hurried yet resolute figures.

Tyson remained silent for a long time, but he still maintained his boxing stance, blocking Zhao Hao's way.

Zhao Hao put his arm around Elena and laughed, "What, you've practiced boxing?"

Tyson didn't say anything. Zhao Hao released Elena and took two steps closer to Tyson.

"Come on, try hitting me twice."

After those two attacks that were almost impossible to see, Tyson knew that the person in front of him was someone he couldn't possibly fight.

However, he had been roaming the streets since he was ten years old, and his fighting spirit was ingrained in his bones; he would never give up on fighting back.

Zhao Hao took another step forward, closing in.

Tyson seemed to have a ruler in his mind; he sensed that the Song man had entered his perfect attack range.

Throw a punch!

At that moment, when that punch was thrown, Tyson had never felt so exhilarated. Forced by Zhao Hao, that punch was the most focused, powerful, and fastest Tyson had ever delivered in his life!

He can't dodge it, I can win!

He was starting to believe what the boxing coach at the juvenile detention center had said: that he was a boxing prodigy!