America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Allen Zhang seemed lost in thought. He rose to his feet, walked into the bathroom, took a shower, got dressed, woke up Jennifer who was still asleep, asked her to get up for breakfast and then go to work to contact the people from Tijuana to arrange a delivery of a Black Hawk Helicopter.

As for the kidnapping of the mayor of Tijuana City's wife and daughter, they were probably still tied up in a container on the Fast Ship, sailing at sea. Even if he wanted to help and snatch the people back, he lacked the capability.

Their actions were probably just to threaten the mayor of Tijuana City, and they were likely not planning to actually harm them yet.

He went downstairs, greeted Dominic, and sat at the dining table only to find that Sieg was not there.

After asking about it, he learned that Sieg couldn't resist the temptation and had gone out to a bar to play with Boketu and others last night and hadn't returned yet.

Allen Zhang didn't care too much about this. After finishing the breakfast Dominic had made, he took out his phone to contact Madison and inquire about the situation.

Madison: "Unfortunately, Priyan turned out to be a bit too fragile. I didn't even get serious, and he is already almost done for. But there's good news too. To save themselves, his children decided to sell their assets. I've got all the valuable assets in hand now. If you're interested, maybe you can come and chat with me."

Allen Zhang: "I'll be right over."

After Jennifer and others finished their breakfast, Allen Zhang decided to take them out. He drove the two to Armed Nation, and Olivia decided to drive herself to work in the Crown District.

Driving to the front of Armed Nation, Jennifer and Erin got out of the car and Allen Zhang kissed them goodbye before turning the car around to head back to New Port Villa.

Waiting for a while, but not seeing Sieg, he wondered what time had Sieg gone to bed last night?

He shouldn't exhaust himself like this.

He immediately sent a message to Boketu to inquire about the situation.

Boketu: "Sieg just fell asleep. Last night, he played games with three girls until dawn."

Allen Zhang said with relief: "That kid is making something of himself, wow, managing to charm three girls! What's your situation now? Can you still pilot a plane?"

Boketu: "No problem here."

Allen Zhang immediately asked Boketu to drive to the villa and come to pilot the Black Hawk Helicopter, taking him to Madison's island.

After waiting at the villa for about fifteen minutes, Boketu arrived by car.

Two Beggar Gang Disciples got out of the car carrying Sieg, who looked like a dead pig, and dragged him back to a room in the villa.

Allen Zhang looked at him collapsed on the bed, unconscious, not looking like someone merely sleeping. He couldn't wake him up no matter how hard he called and wondered: "This guy didn't do drugs, did he?"

"There might have been chemicals in his drink that conflicted with aphrodisiacs. I found out later, should be nothing serious," Boketu explained.

"..." Allen Zhang had a strange expression on his face.

Having to take drugs to play poker with three girls? That's tough for him.

Leaving a Beggar Gang Disciple to take care of Sieg, Allen Zhang also sent a message to Zorro to come and meet up with him.

Although he had arranged for Violet and Mouse to carry out operations yesterday, he himself did not participate. He was either drinking and playing cards or on the way to do so, practically invisible.

After a while, Zorro returned driving a second-hand Chevrolet.

Looking at his scruffy, shabby appearance, Allen Zhang urged him to freshen up. This appearance, indistinguishable from a homeless man, was not fit to go out and meet people.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, he looked much more refreshed coming out, although it was still apparent that he had been up all night.

They then boarded the Black Hawk Helicopter.

Boketu started the engine and piloted the helicopter, heading towards Madison's private island.

"You like playing cards so much, how much money do you still have? Haven't you spent it all already?" Allen Zhang inquired.

Zorro was uneasy and stammered: "How could that be! I play only with small money, a few hundred thousand dollars won't be gone completely!"

"If you end up wiping out your assets or even get into debt and get chased by creditors, I won't be sorting out your problems. By then you should just go back to Laredo. Our friends, the Indians, have opened a casino there. I believe they wouldn't mind arranging a comfortable security job for you," Allen Zhang said.

"Boss, I promise I'll control myself! Please don't fire me," Zorro quickly said.

Allen Zhang just nonchalantly gave him the middle finger without turning his head. How could he believe the words from a gambling dog?

But Zorro indeed had self-control, unlike manager Red, who would sell cars and houses to gamble, leaving himself bankrupt.

In less than an hour, piloting the helicopter, they arrived at Madison's private island. After contacting the personnel in the tower, they landed directly at the airport.

Madison had already arranged for staffers to wait there. As soon as they left the helicopter, Allen Zhang saw his female assistant Gwen and a few security personnel coming over.

"Mr. Jin, welcome to Collection Island. Our boss has been waiting for you on the island for quite some time," Gwen warmly came over and collided indirectly.

Anyway, the two had already hit a home run previously, understanding each other's depths and lengths. Allen Zhang did not refuse her, pulled her into his embrace, and firmly squeezed her, eliciting her coy protest and ambivalent welcome.