America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

"These are high-purity neurotoxin agents. They could knock out an elephant; don't you go overboard and kill him," Allen Zhang cautioned, fearing the old man might be too heavy-handed and kill the guy outright, though he didn't really care about the man's fate.

"Relax. I know what I'm doing! Priyan, you sick freak! You're about to experience an even more exhilarating pleasure, daddy's going to make you happy!"

Madison ignored the other's shouts and hollering, laughing loudly as he dragged Priyan into the villa. Screams and pleas for mercy could be heard from inside, but soon there was silence.

After about ten minutes, Madison came out, still fastening his pants and a look of satiation on his face.

"You didn't actually do him in, did you?"

Allen Zhang was stunned.

Seeing the nod of confirmation, he couldn't help but shudder and immediately took a few steps back.

Fuck, you old creep, keep away from me!

To think of using such a method to humiliate your arch-enemy, you really are something else.

You can even get it up?!

"That Dusk Lover of yours really came in handy. He's passed out like a dead pig after I gave him a dose, I plan to take him back to the island, 'train' him well, and then negotiate with his children. The guy has at least a billion US Dollars in secret bank accounts around the world, and plenty of other assets. I can't let him off that easily!" Madison said cheerfully: "As for those videos and floppy disks, I'll be sending them to our friends."

"I'll await your good news."

Allen Zhang nodded, ordered the Beggar Gang Disciples to find the bus driver and had him take the girls back home, the same way they were brought in.

As for the wealthy guests who attended the auction, they chose to let them go, of course. Having so many influential people suddenly go missing would definitely cause trouble.

But they weren't provided with transportation; they were left to figure out their own way home, whether seeking help from police officers or catching a cab, they surely had their ways.

Many exhaled sighs of relief when they heard they could leave, rising to their feet and clustering together, they hurried out of Clover Ranch without looking back.

The girls also knew they shouldn't say too much upon returning home or they would surely bring trouble upon themselves. After repeatedly assuring the Beggar Gang Disciples that they wouldn't talk, they boarded the bus and left the ranch.

Seeing that the situation was resolved, Allen Zhang bid Madison farewell, boarded the Black Hawk Helicopter, and left. Madison also had his security team drag Priyan into the car and depart from the ranch.

He had the Beggar Gang Disciples clean up the battlefield, not leaving any trace behind.

"Let's go back," commanded Allen Zhang. Boketu started the Black Hawk Helicopter and headed to Los Angeles.

Arriving back at New Port Villa in the early morning hours. The Black Hawk Helicopter landed on the villa's helipad, Allen Zhang and Violet got off the helicopter and told Boketu and his team to take the people away. Those who wanted to stay overnight at the villa were welcome to rest in the guest suites.

However, many chose to find their entertainment outside, and Allen Zhang didn't stop them.

Returning to his second-floor room with Violet, he found Jennifer and Erin still awake, and Olivia was there too, the three eating popcorn and watching a TV show.

It happened to be an American series starring those celebrities.

Reminded of the polished actresses in the movie and thinking back on their pleading, humiliated states, the General Sect Leader decided to join them.

Settling comfortably on the couch, arm in arm with them, they binge-watched shows until dawn, only retiring to rest when Violet offered to give the General Sect Leader a massage.

He happily took his chance to 'climb the ranks.'

The next day.

Allen Zhang awoke from his sleep, stretched lazily, and the white scenery beside him was somewhat dazzling.

He checked the time on his phone, it was already way past dawn. Colonel Wood had sent him new messages, as well as fresh inquiries from the Tijuana tendering department.

After glancing over them.

Colonel Wood: I've received your disk videos. Madison had them airmailed to me overnight, haha, I must say they really are interesting. I've already copied some of the videos and shared them with my colleagues, and they were very satisfied. Frank is definitely screwed!

Allen Zhang: So what do you think of Selena's talents in bed?

Colonel Wood: I'm more concerned about that basketball star James. My son loves basketball, he's obsessed with those Black players. I don't understand what's so great about a game dominated by Blacks. Even soccer is nearly becoming their game! I should be grateful that the United States doesn't have real soccer. Real men should go to battle!

Colonel Wood: Those people from last night couldn't have kept quiet after returning home. I heard that Madison got calls from their side late last night. No one dared to threaten him, but they discussed exchanging part of their market and resources for benefits, ensuring those videos do not spread.

Allen Zhang: What did Madison say? What about the others?

Colonel Wood: Madison insisted on punishing his arch-enemy, even paying his security team to beat Priyan to a pulp, treating him like he's less than human. But something went wrong in the process? Priyan bled profusely, because Madison took him to a zoo and let animals in heat 'play' with Priyan... Well, animals will be animals.