After nightfall, a black shadow climbed up quickly along the exterior wall of the building like a swift cat to the top of the building.

This black shadow is Muto Chidao who has mastered a variety of skills. Among the skills he mastered, there are as many as five types of stealth techniques alone. Such an ordinary building naturally cannot help him.

Buzz... Buzz... Wow... Wow... As Muto entered the building, he kept using the Iron Maru and Ninja Dart to knock down the guards. There were more than twenty guys.

When he came to the reception room on this floor, the six people inside couldn't believe their eyes. A guy covered in black and with a long sword on his back suddenly broke in, and he didn't even hear a gunshot outside.

In addition to the two gang bosses, the other four were their personal bodyguards. When they saw this scene, they naturally understood what was going on and immediately pulled out their pistols to shoot.

Wu Teng rolled over and flashed in front of their eyes, and swished... A few sounds of breaking through the air, the four bodyguards all darted on their wrists and their guns fell to the ground. Before they could change hands, Wu Teng bounced his fingers again, and hissing... The four of them were hit by Iron Maru and fell down.

If Ian hadn't given it specifically, Muto's knife would have cut off their necks. Then Muto stood up and made a gesture to the two stunned bosses, and said as he took out a long rope.

The two of them looked at each other, took the rope helplessly and tied them together. Then they saw a big black cloth bag covering the top of their heads. Then they felt their bodies lightening and were carried on their shoulders by the man in black. They were all very surprised.

"You guys go, see you tomorrow." Like the last time, these two bigwigs who could call the wind and rain in City L were sent back by one sentence after seeing Ian.

After returning, the two sat there without saying a word and drank. The subordinates on the side were even more arrogant and did not dare to breathe. They were kidnapped and released under the protection of more than 20 people. Now even if the boss wants to kill them, there is no need to find a reason.

After a while of silence, the older boss sighed and said, "Sam, I can't stand this blow anymore. I think this matter will definitely not be related to the god of death. I will go to talk to that boy Rock in the morning, and I agree no matter what conditions he proposes."

"Hmph! Mr. Felli, since you said that, I'll tell the truth." Sam was the boss in his forties. After taking a big sip of wine, he continued: "I have to say that this guy is very powerful. I think his purpose is to make us give in, so I came up with this attention and grabbed us all over. I was not convinced. I had already thought of a solution. If he could still capture us today, let alone surrender, he would even let me take off and dance for him to see."

"What's the best way?" Fili asked.

Sam laughed twice, and then told Fili the good way he thought of. Fili also laughed after hearing this: "You can think of it. If this matter is spread, we will probably have no shame to see people in City L in the future."

Sam said a little embarrassedly: "Do you think our situation will be better now?"

"Okay, I'll accompany you again."

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Ian got the news. He asked in surprise: "What? Are these two guys entering the police station?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. They got out of the car at the door of the police station, then took out their guns and fired a few shots, and then the police ran out and took them into the police station." said one of the men brought by Locke.

Ian paced back and forth a few steps, then smiled and said, "These two guys are quite good at finding ways. They actually use the police as free escorts. This is really a bit difficult to deal with."

"What's so difficult about this? At worst, we can rush into the police station to grab people or pretend to be police. There are many ways to do it." Locke said dissatisfied.

Zhou Duantian shook his head and said, "Once we attack the police, it will definitely attract more policemen, even martial law and searches throughout the city, which will be unfavorable to us."

"Police Department..." Ian thought for a while, and smiled, "What's the difficulty?"

He picked up the phone and dialed a number, and then said, "Buck, please contact Mayor Nice, and said I would donate 10 million US dollars to the L City Hall and the Police Department, and invite him and the Police Chief to have dinner."

After hanging up the phone, Ian smiled and said to Locke, "Money is still very useful at some point, right, haha..."

When Muto drove to the police station to bring Sam and Philip out of the inside, the two of them looked so ugly. However, when they arrived at the villa, they had another plan in their hearts.

"Hey, old friend Filey, and Sam, today I'll introduce you to a new friend, Mr. Ian. He has been in the limelight recently. You must have heard of it." Mayor Nice enthusiastically introduced Ian to the two, but he didn't know that they had already been impressed by Ian.

"Haha, it turns out it is Mr. Filet and Mr. Sam. Please sit down quickly, please sit down." Ian said politely.

After the few people sat down, George immediately arranged for people to start serving the dishes. The few people ate and chatted. Mayor Nice and the police chief were both very happy. After all, they received a donation of 10 million US dollars at once, and there was no restriction on the direction of use. Anyone would be very happy if they were.

"The night before yesterday, I heard that a gunfight occurred in front of a nightclub. I wonder if Director Brie has any new news? After all, I have some business here, so the safety in the city is still very important." Ian said first.

"Nothing, there were a few people who had a dispute, and there were no casualties. The safety of the city is very reliable under the governance of the mayor of Nice. What do you think, everyone?" Police Chief Bri raised his glass and said.

Ian laughed, then raised his glass and said, "Then let us thank Mayor Nice together. Without him, we would definitely not be able to sit here and have a safe meal."

Several people chatted without a word. When they were halfway through the meal, Ian said again: "By the way, Mayor Nice, I heard you are going to participate in next year's presidential election?"

"Haha, why is Mr. Ian not interested in politics, right?" Mayor Nice smiled.

"Although I have no interest in politics, running for president is a big deal. I'm afraid that the campaign costs a lot just." Ian said.

Nice put down her wine glass and said, "That's natural. We need to arrange to meet and give speeches and promote policy in advance in various regions. In short, it is very troublesome."

Ian smiled and said, "The United States is so big, and it may not be enough for just time. It's better to do this. For your election, I decided to sponsor you a small private jet and an additional billion in election funds."

Seeing Nice was stunned, Ian said again: "In my eyes, you are the future president of the United States. Haha, as a businessman, this is my little investment. When you succeed in your election, my business will naturally be much easier."

"Are you kidding?" Mayor Nice was a little confused. He just received 100 million US dollars from the other party some time ago, and now he has to give another 1 billion US dollars and a private plane? What exactly does this guy want to do?

"Of course not, I'm all about my business," Ian said.

"Everyone knows how good Morgan One's business is, do you still need to worry?" Nice asked staring at Ian.

Ian smiled and said, "Mr. Mayor, I am a businessman. How could I think I have too much money? You said yes, I hope you don't reject my kindness. I just want you to take care of my business within your ability, and there is no other extra idea."

Nice thought about it and said that with this billion US dollars, even if he failed the election, he would not lose much. As for taking care of business, which president would not have such a rich person behind him?

Thinking of this, Nice laughed and said, "Then I will thank you."

With a billion dollars and a private plane, Nice's heart was already full of joy.

Sam and Philip, who were standing by, saw this, also realized that they could not fight against Ian at all. Compare money? They just had one billion dollars at their disposal, and they controlled companies like Morgan Pharmaceuticals. They were more cruel. Only a few of them were killed. Compare connections. Mayor Nice, who had collected one billion dollars, would probably not stand on his side anyway.

After the meal, Ian arranged for someone to send Mayor Nice and Director Brie back, then returned to the living room and looked at Sam and Filey, without saying anything. After a while, Sam and Filey couldn't hold back.

Fili said, "Mr. Ian, what do you want? You have to say it first. What you have to catch us every day is to prove that you can easily control our life and death? We understand and convinced. I am already over 60 years old and can't stand such troubles. Please, let me go, at most I can retire immediately."

Ian smiled and said, "If you are willing to retire, it's best. As for your business, I will arrange for someone to take over. You don't have to worry about your future life. I will give you a large pension."

Fili nodded in frustration. It seemed that he had guessed well, but it was okay. He had made a lot of money over the years, which was enough to support his retirement. He said, "I will arrange it as soon as possible."

"Send Mr. Felli back," Ian explained.

But Sam didn't want to retire. He was only in his early forties, and Ian didn't want him to retire like this. Such a person is different from Philip. Unless he is killed, it will definitely be a disaster in the future, but the industries under his name are a pity.

Sam seemed to see danger from Ian's hesitant eyes and immediately said, "Mr. Ian..."

"Needless to say, I won't put a time bomb around me." Ian waved his hand and said.

"Mr. Ian, don't kill me, I will never..." Sam thought Ian was going to kill him, so he immediately begged for mercy.

Ian said: "Does I have to wait until now if I want to kill you? I mean, you can join the Death Club, but you can't stay in City l."

"What?" Sam said.

"You go to New Town and build a Death Society there. I will give you enough support. You just need to remember your identity. Otherwise, even if you hide in the presidential palace, I can still find you out." Ian said coldly.

Sam understood that Ian did not intend to keep himself by his side, but wanted him to go to New Town to fight for him in new territory and power, so that even if he had a strange intention, he would not have much impact on Ian.

"You can't take anything from L City, everything will start over. I will give you a 100 million US dollars in startup money. From now on, the sales of the Death Kiss in New York City will be given to you. As for how much it can be done, it depends on your own." Ian said.

Sam was delighted. With this money and kiss of Death, even an idiot could make a big difference in New Town. At that time, I'm afraid I'll make much more money than I do now.

"Okay, you go back and clean up and set off for Newtown tomorrow."

After seeing Sam off, Ian felt extremely comfortable at this moment. In a few days, the entire city of L would be under his control. This feeling of being able to control the life and death of others is really a pleasant moment.
Chapter completed!