"Bach, I heard a woman on the phone. You've only been in Moscow for a few days and you've already hooked up with a woman here?"
"It's a client." Bach glanced at Tiger.
Ever since Tiger had taken the potion, his ears had become sharper and sharper.
He could even hear the call from a dozen meters away.
This made him more careful when he spoke on the phone.
"I'm going to meet a client," Bach said.
"Come back early. Oh, arrange two women for me."
"The competition is tomorrow," Bach said, frowning.
"To me, it doesn't matter who I'm competing against."
"Alright." Bach could still feel the changes in Tiger. Both physically and mentally, Tiger had changed greatly.
Tiger was getting more and more arrogant. He didn't even train these days. He just let himself go every day.
Bach left the hotel and hurried to the place where he and Alex were supposed to meet.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Bach found Alex, but there was an Asian man sitting next to her.
"Miss Alex." Bach came to their table. "This gentleman is?"
"My boss, Chen," Alex said.
"Mr. Chen, hello." Bach nodded slightly.
"How's Tiger these days?" Chen Zhao was here to get some information.
He'd seen Tiger's videos before. Tiger's growth was clearly abnormal.
So, Chen Zhao kept an eye on him.
"Tiger hasn't trained these days," Bach said. "Most of the time, he's with the prostitute."
If it was someone else, Chen Zhao wouldn't have any objections. He would even think that it was a normal way to satisfy his physical needs.
But Chen Zhao hated Tiger even more.
"That's for the best," Alex said. "The worse Tiger is, the more stable our profits will be."
She'd bet five million dollars on the underground dealer.
She wouldn't lose everything, but if she lost, she'd definitely be hurt.
"Tiger used something to strengthen his body, right?" Chen Zhao suddenly said.
Bach looked at Chen Zhao in surprise.
Did this Chinese guy know?
No, there shouldn't be many people who know about this.
Even in the black market, one had to have enough connections to be able to touch it.
He was just guessing.
Bach suddenly thought of a problem.
In Los Angeles, he'd been afraid of Chen Zhao and Alex.
Because the two of them held the most powerful force in the United States.
Rich people can do whatever they want in that country.
One was a lawyer, a top lawyer. She could also wield the weapon of the law to attack any of her enemies.
But here, in Moscow, their influence could not reach.
Bach happened to have some connections here that allowed him to contact the local gangs in Moscow.
A crazy idea appeared in his mind.
Especially Chen Zhao. Under his obscure gaze, Chen Zhao was like a moving treasury.
If he succeeded, he would get a much more generous reward here than in the underground lottery.
"That's enough. Let's call it a day." Chen Zhao stood up. He was not interested in talking to Bach anymore.
Bach could not provide him with any more information.
He didn't know anything about most of her questions.
Chen Zhao could feel that he was purposely trying to fool him.
But Chen Zhao did not care. After the competition, he would settle the score once and for all.
Chen Zhao and Alex went back in the car.
However, the two of them realized that the car didn't seem to be heading to their hotel.
"Chen, there's something wrong with this driver."
"Yeah, I noticed." Chen Zhao nodded.
"The tattoo on his collar should be the symbol of a local gang," Alex said. "What do we do now? Call the police? "
"Let's wait and see where he's taking us."
"It's very dangerous." Alex frowned. "Do you want me to take the risk with you?"
"Of course not. I'll protect you. After all, you're little Larissa's aunt."
"We're not in LA now. The Moscow gangs won't fall for that."
"Did you forget? I'm good at fighting. "
Alex sighed. "Fine, I hope they won't use guns."
"Oh, is it legal in Russia?"
"Yes, but it's very strict. These gangs don't have as many guns as normal people," Alex said. "But it's still very high."
Just then, their driver was talking to someone on the car's walkie-talkie.
"Boss, where are we going now?"
"It's at the abandoned factory in the suburbs. Are the two people in the car suspicious?"
"I don't think so. If they are, they'll call the police or cause a ruckus. They probably don't realize what car they're in."
"Good. Oh, don't use guns. It's a big fish. If you accidentally kill him, you'll have to sell your ass in Africa."
Alex glanced at Chen Zhao. "They're indeed a gang. Luckily, they think you're a big fish, so they won't use guns."
"Do you know Russian?"
"I'm proficient in seven foreign languages," Alex said. "I'm learning the eighth, Japanese."
Just then, the car stopped in front of an old factory.
Judging from the weeds and damage on the road, it had been a long time since there were any cars here.
Just then, Chen Zhao suddenly raised his foot and kicked the back of the front seat.
The driver in the front seat hit the steering wheel and was knocked out by the airbag.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Zhao found the driver's gun and tossed it to Alex. "Take it for self-protection."
"What about now?"
"Are you going to stay in the car or go in with me?"
"I don't like being left alone in the middle of the night," Alex said.
"Then let's go in and see what's the difference between the gangs in Moscow and LA."
Alex wasn't an inexperienced little girl.
She had interacted with people from many fields, including gangs.
She would be scared, but she wouldn't back down.
"Oh, I remember you saw me kill people before, right?"
"Yes, when we met in San Francisco, you killed someone in front of me to investigate the truth behind Glenn's murder."
"So don't be too surprised if I use any bloody methods this time."
"Try to be gentle. After all, I ate a lot for dinner."
"Have you gotten heavier recently? Do you want to buy a slimming treatment? "
Divine King of the Nine Heavens
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