Two hours later.
At the top-floor office of the Hai City Misa Nightclub.
The office, nearly 200 square meters in size, was the epitome of luxury and grandeur.
In the center of the room, behind a three-meter-long desk, sat a burly man in the shadows. The red ember of a cigar flickered intermittently in the darkness.
Despite the sweltering summer weather, the man wore a fox-fur collar suit, which seemed out of place but undeniably added to his intimidating aura—a sense of ruthlessness and cruelty.
Behind the burly man stood a stunning woman in a red qipao, with long black hair, gently massaging his shoulders.
Knock, knock, knock!
Urgent knocking echoed through the room.
"Boss Black Fox, something strange has happened!"
A middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit entered, his face filled with anxiety.
The man behind the desk remained calm, speaking slowly, "Ah Feng, you're too old to be panicking like this."
"Boss, I can't help it! I've lived over forty years, and I've never seen anything like this!"
Ah Feng was agitated. "Boss, an hour ago, two of our places were raided!"
"Our places were raided? What's there to panic about? Just smooth things over, and they'll be back in business."
Black Fox remained composed, calmly extinguishing his cigar in the ashtray.
"No, boss, these bars hadn't even opened yet! They were just freshly renovated!"
"Even though we stashed some goods inside, we hadn't served a single customer! Aside from our own guys, no one should've known there was merchandise in those bars!"
Black Fox's brows furrowed. "Are you saying we have a mole?"
"Boss, that's what I thought at first!"
Ah Feng's face contorted in distress. "At first, I didn't pay much attention to those two bars because I was at the docks preparing for a shipment—just me, Mad Dog, and Razor!"
"But before the cargo ship could even dock, the coast guard intercepted it! We lost everything!"
"What?!"
Black Fox abruptly straightened up in his chair!
Ah Feng continued, "Boss, you know that only the three of us, plus you, knew about the ship's arrival!"
"One of you three is the mole?"
Black Fox's eyes narrowed, his voice suddenly chilling.
"Boss, it's not that simple. Just as the three of us were about to check each other out, we got a creepy phone call!"
"The guy on the other end seemed to know everything. He just said, 'Don't bother looking; there's no mole among you!'"
Ah Feng's hands trembled slightly. "Boss, we were waiting on a secluded part of the coastline, behind a randomly chosen boulder—no way there were cameras! We also checked ourselves—no bugs!"
"And then, as we were coming here, he called a few more times!"
"He told us exactly where you were!"
"He told us we grabbed the wrong car keys, and told Razor not to wait at the red light!"
"He could hear everything and see everything!"
Ah Feng finished, glancing around cautiously, visibly shaken.
Black Fox frowned, instinctively scanning the room. "Calm down; there are no cameras here, nor are there any bugs!"
Black Fox stood up, revealing a towering figure close to two meters tall, with a chest as broad as a wall, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.
"Looks like we're dealing with someone formidable this time."
"But I don't buy these spooky tricks. I'm Black Fox—no one's untouchable!"
"If he's human, there's got to be a trace!"
He then pulled out a fresh cigar, slowly placing it in his mouth, his eyes narrowing.
Ah Feng hurriedly searched for a lighter but couldn't find one.
At that moment, Black Fox's phone rang on the desk.
"It's him!"
Ah Feng glanced at the caller ID, his voice trembling.
Black Fox motioned calmly for him to answer on speakerphone. A young, teasing voice immediately came through: "Your lighter is in your LV bag."
Black Fox and Ah Feng exchanged a look.
Their hair stood on end!
Ah Feng, panicked, grabbed the bag and fumbled through it but couldn't find anything.
"It's between the celebrity photos you were planning to use for blackmail," the voice drawled lazily.
Ah Feng pulled out the photos, and with a clatter, the lighter fell onto the desk.
"And by the way, those documents you have in there for blackmailing officials are all fake. You've been duped, idiot!"
The voice on the phone spoke nonchalantly.
Cold sweat instantly beaded on Black Fox's forehead!
He grabbed his bag tightly, scanning the room with suspicion.
"And tell your little sweetheart that you won't be making it to her place tonight. In fact, you're not going anywhere!"
"Who the hell are you?!"
Black Fox roared into the phone, his fury erupting!
"Aren't you sure I've left a trace? Come and find me!"
Beep, beep, beep...
The caller hung up.
The office fell into an eerie silence.
Ah Feng stood frozen, not daring to breathe.
Black Fox, on the other hand, wore a grave expression.
He realized he had run into a serious opponent this time!
If the other party knew where he kept his lighter, what secrets did he have left?
Could he be killed at any moment?
Suddenly, the beautiful woman behind Black Fox handed him a note: "Boss, why not try tracing the phone number?"
"Right! Ah Feng, immediately..."
Black Fox suddenly stopped mid-sentence, covering the note with his hand, whispering, "Do it quietly. Hire the best hacker in the underworld, whatever it costs, and find him! Fast!"
After a nerve-wracking 30 minutes.
Hiding in a storage room, Black Fox finally received word that the phone number had been traced, and its location confirmed!
It was coming from an internet cafe right next to the Misa Nightclub!
"So this so-called hidden master is just some snot-nosed little hacker!"
A vicious grin spread across Black Fox's face. "Send 20 men—no, 30! Bring that kid back to me!"
"Dare to spy on me? I'll make you regret ever being born!"
Ring, ring!
Black Fox's phone rang again!
It was the same number!
How is that possible?
This phone was brand new—new number, too!
Black Fox nervously answered, and the other side said casually, "Here's a tip: send some real experts this time."
What the hell?!
Black Fox staggered back three steps!
There was nothing in this tiny storage room—barely five square meters—no cameras, no bugs!
The only piece of technology was the bulb on the ceiling!
Twenty minutes earlier.
Liu Di had walked into a cyber cafe called Hao Ting.
Under the stunned gaze of the owner, Liu Di directly scanned and paid 1 million yuan!
Liu Di asked the owner to clear out all the customers and leave the doors wide open!
He said he was waiting for a fight!
At this moment.
The confused owner was staring at the young man calmly smoking in the middle of the internet cafe.
Who is this kid? Some rich second-generation brat? Acting out a scene from "Young and Dangerous"?
What a fool with too much money!
1 million? I could buy my internet cafe's equipment three times over!
Fights happen often in internet cafes.
Usually, it's just a bunch of kids brawling—at worst, a few chairs and screens get smashed.
This is an easy million!
Haha, I've hit the jackpot!
But will the fight even happen?
The owner was getting bored when he casually glanced outside.
"What the hell?! What's going on?!"
He saw a massive group, at least a hundred tattooed youths, armed with sticks and machetes, charging toward the cafe!
And their target.
Was that foolish rich kid still puffing on his cigarette!