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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0338_part_03
Chapter 805
chapter 0338 part 3
"You're Tang's men, how dare you! I'm a Director of the DuPont Consortium, I'm Jewish!" The White Person Elder immediately broke out in a cold sweat when he heard the crew-cut Big man mention the name Howard Clifford.
He forced himself to gather his Spirit, trying to intimidate these Tang Group Gunmen with his social Status.
But clearly, he overestimated himself.
"Jewish, what a coincidence, I'm of Germanic descent!" The crew-cut Big man's face wore a ferocious Smile. Under the White Person Elder's terrified Gaze, he stomped down, grinding fiercely.
Accompanied by the White Person Elder's painful Wailing, his entire Right Hand Palm was directly crushed into a bloody pulp.
The Tuxedo man standing beside him, upon seeing the crew-cut Big man stomp down, a Black Mist immediately rose beside his hand. The Black Mist spread, enveloping the entire Room.
Outside the Villa, there was silence.
Under the crew-cut Big man's violence, the White Person Elder quickly fainted from the Pain.
The crew-cut Big man nodded towards a Subordinate beside him. A Big man skillfully took out an Injection from his Suitcase and injected it into the White Person Elder's Inside the Body.
Soon, accompanied by a painful groan, the White Person Elder reopened his Eyes. He looked at the halo of Light emitted by the crystal chandelier on the Villa's Ceiling, worth hundreds of thousands of US Dollars. His Consciousness was not yet fully clear.
On the other side, the crew-cut Big man took a Golf Club found in the Villa from a Subordinate. He swung the Golf Club, fiercely striking the White Person Elder's lower body.
After the piercing Sound of Breaking Air passed, the White Person Elder let out a mournful Wailing, clutching his lower body tightly, convulsing and twitching, completely regaining Consciousness.
Bang, bang bang bang—
The crew-cut Big man swung the Golf Club, hitting the White Person Elder's Body mercilessly.
The crisp Sounds were incessant. The White Person Elder's Body was soon covered in bruises and Bloodstains.
Before long, the Bloodstains on his body gradually split open, and almost black blood flowed out.
The White Person Elder screamed in Pain, rolling frantically on the Ground.
"Still quite stubborn!" The crew-cut Big man smashed the White Person Elder's leg clean off with a direct hit, then looked at the White Person Elder, clicking his tongue in wonder.
"What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything! Please, stop hitting me!" The Agent injected into the White Person Elder's Body not only had a Treatment effect but also magnified his Pain Perception several times.
Having always lived a life of ease and luxury, how could he endure it? Hearing the crew-cut Big man's words, he raised his blood-covered head and let out a mournful cry.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" The crew-cut Big man threw the Golf Club to a Subordinate beside him, pouting.
The White Person Elder mumbled something. "What did he say?" The crew-cut Big man didn't quite hear him and looked at the Subordinate beside him.
The Tuxedo man next to him gave him a strange Look: "He said, you didn't ask just now!"
The crew-cut Big man was a little Surprised: "I didn't ask just now?"
The Tuxedo man shook his head.
"Then I'll ask once," the crew-cut Big man squatted down. "I want a complete copy of your Dragon Hunt Plan and the list of people involved in this Plan, detailed. Do you understand now!?"
The White Person Elder, whose face was beaten beyond recognition, looked at the crew-cut Big man before him. In his blurry Consciousness, he seemed to see him wearing a WWII Period German Military Uniform. Terrified, he trembled and nodded repeatedly.
"Drag him away and make him spit out the list of names he knows. Also, after you're done, use the Truth Serum again to confirm the authenticity!"
The Tuxedo man beside him frowned: "Why go through so much Trouble? I can get the answers we want directly from his Blood!"
The crew-cut Big man extended his Right Hand. A Subordinate immediately handed him a lit large Cigar.
Because the Big Boss liked Cigars, those below followed suit, and many people within Tang Group also developed a liking for Cigars.
The crew-cut Big man took a few puffs of the Cigar. The tip of the Cigar glowed red and bright from his smoking. White Smoke curled around. He looked at the Tuxedo man: "You Vampires wouldn't understand. This is the stirring in our Bloodline when we Germans see these Jewish guys!"
A trace of confusion appeared on the Tuxedo man's face. Bloodline, they Vampires didn't understand!? A Vampire Clan Count shook his head, indicating his lack of understanding.
Off the coast of New York, Moonlight shone on a white super Yacht. On the Deck of the ultra-luxury Yacht, which was over two hundred meters long, a group of people could be seen singing and dancing, holding a grand party.
Gisele, wearing a bikini, held a Wine Glass and stepped away from the noisy party. This party was completely different from what she had imagined.
She thought she would meet some Leaders and High-level Staff of Tang Group and take the opportunity to integrate into this Circle. But at this party, she only saw a group of Victoria's Secret models and a strange Guest invited by Tang Song.
As an elite Agent of Mossad, Gisele had specifically studied psychology and micro-expressions. The man, Scott Lang, was clearly just an Ordinary Person who couldn't be more ordinary, a loser.
She didn't understand why a Big Figure like Tang Song would Value him so much, even spending a high price to hire a group of Victoria's Secret models for a farewell party.
After jotting down all the information about this man, Gisele planned to report back to her superior and have them thoroughly Investigate this man and his Destination.
Gisele had a premonition that the place Scott Lang was going was definitely related to a big secret of Tang Group.
While thinking, Gisele held her Red Wine and searched for Tang Song's Figure. Soon, she found Tang Song on one side of the Yacht's Deck, petting a Cat and fishing for squid.
(end of chapter)
"You're Tang's men, how dare you! I'm a Director of the DuPont Consortium, I'm Jewish!" The White Person Elder immediately broke out in a cold sweat when he heard the crew-cut Big man mention the name Howard Clifford.
He forced himself to gather his Spirit, trying to intimidate these Tang Group Gunmen with his social Status.
But clearly, he overestimated himself.
"Jewish, what a coincidence, I'm of Germanic descent!" The crew-cut Big man's face wore a ferocious Smile. Under the White Person Elder's terrified Gaze, he stomped down, grinding fiercely.
Accompanied by the White Person Elder's painful Wailing, his entire Right Hand Palm was directly crushed into a bloody pulp.
The Tuxedo man standing beside him, upon seeing the crew-cut Big man stomp down, a Black Mist immediately rose beside his hand. The Black Mist spread, enveloping the entire Room.
Outside the Villa, there was silence.
Under the crew-cut Big man's violence, the White Person Elder quickly fainted from the Pain.
The crew-cut Big man nodded towards a Subordinate beside him. A Big man skillfully took out an Injection from his Suitcase and injected it into the White Person Elder's Inside the Body.
Soon, accompanied by a painful groan, the White Person Elder reopened his Eyes. He looked at the halo of Light emitted by the crystal chandelier on the Villa's Ceiling, worth hundreds of thousands of US Dollars. His Consciousness was not yet fully clear.
On the other side, the crew-cut Big man took a Golf Club found in the Villa from a Subordinate. He swung the Golf Club, fiercely striking the White Person Elder's lower body.
After the piercing Sound of Breaking Air passed, the White Person Elder let out a mournful Wailing, clutching his lower body tightly, convulsing and twitching, completely regaining Consciousness.
Bang, bang bang bang—
The crew-cut Big man swung the Golf Club, hitting the White Person Elder's Body mercilessly.
The crisp Sounds were incessant. The White Person Elder's Body was soon covered in bruises and Bloodstains.
Before long, the Bloodstains on his body gradually split open, and almost black blood flowed out.
The White Person Elder screamed in Pain, rolling frantically on the Ground.
"Still quite stubborn!" The crew-cut Big man smashed the White Person Elder's leg clean off with a direct hit, then looked at the White Person Elder, clicking his tongue in wonder.
"What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything! Please, stop hitting me!" The Agent injected into the White Person Elder's Body not only had a Treatment effect but also magnified his Pain Perception several times.
Having always lived a life of ease and luxury, how could he endure it? Hearing the crew-cut Big man's words, he raised his blood-covered head and let out a mournful cry.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" The crew-cut Big man threw the Golf Club to a Subordinate beside him, pouting.
The White Person Elder mumbled something. "What did he say?" The crew-cut Big man didn't quite hear him and looked at the Subordinate beside him.
The Tuxedo man next to him gave him a strange Look: "He said, you didn't ask just now!"
The crew-cut Big man was a little Surprised: "I didn't ask just now?"
The Tuxedo man shook his head.
"Then I'll ask once," the crew-cut Big man squatted down. "I want a complete copy of your Dragon Hunt Plan and the list of people involved in this Plan, detailed. Do you understand now!?"
The White Person Elder, whose face was beaten beyond recognition, looked at the crew-cut Big man before him. In his blurry Consciousness, he seemed to see him wearing a WWII Period German Military Uniform. Terrified, he trembled and nodded repeatedly.
"Drag him away and make him spit out the list of names he knows. Also, after you're done, use the Truth Serum again to confirm the authenticity!"
The Tuxedo man beside him frowned: "Why go through so much Trouble? I can get the answers we want directly from his Blood!"
The crew-cut Big man extended his Right Hand. A Subordinate immediately handed him a lit large Cigar.
Because the Big Boss liked Cigars, those below followed suit, and many people within Tang Group also developed a liking for Cigars.
The crew-cut Big man took a few puffs of the Cigar. The tip of the Cigar glowed red and bright from his smoking. White Smoke curled around. He looked at the Tuxedo man: "You Vampires wouldn't understand. This is the stirring in our Bloodline when we Germans see these Jewish guys!"
A trace of confusion appeared on the Tuxedo man's face. Bloodline, they Vampires didn't understand!? A Vampire Clan Count shook his head, indicating his lack of understanding.
Off the coast of New York, Moonlight shone on a white super Yacht. On the Deck of the ultra-luxury Yacht, which was over two hundred meters long, a group of people could be seen singing and dancing, holding a grand party.
Gisele, wearing a bikini, held a Wine Glass and stepped away from the noisy party. This party was completely different from what she had imagined.
She thought she would meet some Leaders and High-level Staff of Tang Group and take the opportunity to integrate into this Circle. But at this party, she only saw a group of Victoria's Secret models and a strange Guest invited by Tang Song.
As an elite Agent of Mossad, Gisele had specifically studied psychology and micro-expressions. The man, Scott Lang, was clearly just an Ordinary Person who couldn't be more ordinary, a loser.
She didn't understand why a Big Figure like Tang Song would Value him so much, even spending a high price to hire a group of Victoria's Secret models for a farewell party.
After jotting down all the information about this man, Gisele planned to report back to her superior and have them thoroughly Investigate this man and his Destination.
Gisele had a premonition that the place Scott Lang was going was definitely related to a big secret of Tang Group.
While thinking, Gisele held her Red Wine and searched for Tang Song's Figure. Soon, she found Tang Song on one side of the Yacht's Deck, petting a Cat and fishing for squid.
(end of chapter)
