Seeing Alex about to take action to end the lives of the three men,
Beep!
At that moment, a car horn sounded outside the door. Aide Zhang He had returned. "Who the hell is it again, why is there so much going on today?" the man grumbled, feeling a surge of anger. But when Zhang He entered, the three immediately shut their mouths, standing cautiously to one side in silence. Aide Zhang He, dressed in a military uniform, had shoulder epaulettes that represented his glory and status. Approaching Alex, Zhang He whispered, "Young Marshal, I've found a place for you to stay. It's a bit hasty, so the conditions are slightly inferior compared to the Marquis's residence." This was also a polite remark.
Where could one find a place to match the Marquis's residence? If there was, it wasn't something he could arrange.
"Hmm, well done."
The three thugs cautiously observed from the side. Initially, they were somewhat deflated upon discovering that they were dealing with military personnel, but when they heard Alex referred to as 'Young Marshal,' they immediately sensed something was amiss.
The leader of the thugs, the main reason he could captain his small crew, was that he was literate. In the north, the only one who could be called 'Young Marshal' was the son of the Marquis of the North. He was a hero in people's hearts, and the common folk had long since given him a nickname: the divine general of the age. Not to mention that he was currently at the northern frontier; even if he were here, he wouldn't appear in this shabby little restaurant. This man in military attire might have been recruited from somewhere to intimidate people. Having figured everything out, his confidence surged again. "Are you done yet, still 'Young Marshal,' I might as well be the emperor." He pointed at Alex with his right hand and cursed. Zhang He, who had been standing by and didn't recognize this man, took immediate action upon seeing such disrespect towards Alex. A flash of a blade passed by. The man's fingers were separated from his right hand. The thug watched in horror as his fingers fell to the ground, letting out a painful howl.
"Go, kill them for me."
The two behind him were just about to make a move when Zhang He was even quicker. In just a few seconds, he had subdued the two. The three thugs, who had been so arrogant just moments ago, suddenly became like wilted eggplants, their legs trembling and cold sweat pouring down. One of them, holding his right hand that was bleeding profusely, turned pale as paper.
"Spare us, grandpa!" The man could no longer support himself on his legs and knelt down, pleading in a low voice.
Alex's face was solemn as he spoke indifferently, "What?
Are you still afraid of me, a nobody?" The faces of the three thugs changed dramatically.
"I'm sorry, you are so magnanimous, we were just following orders, please spare us." The image of being domineering was gone, but the posture of kneeling and admitting wrongdoing was quite skilled. Such petty characters made Alex feel a bit annoyed.
"Tell me everything you know."
The three men knelt on the ground and said, "We just joined the Far E Company, our boss is Lee Biao, he's the one who sent us to cause trouble."
After saying this, the three bowed their heads in unison and fell silent.
----
The three men knelt on the ground and said, "We are, 'Finished?'" Zhang He asked.
Not only was Alex not satisfied, but even Zhang He, who had just come in, was dissatisfied. What they said was nonsense.
Frightened by Zhang He, the three men kowtowed repeatedly and hastily said, "Yes, yes. I heard that Lee Biao was acting on the orders of the young master of the Sun family, Sun Bin, that's why he kept sending people to harass."
The Sun family, Sun Bin.
Upon hearing this name, Alex's face turned cold again, his killing intent sharp.
This person was a classmate of John Thompson, Alex had seen him when he was young, and of course, the most recent time he had seen him was in the video humiliating John Thompson.
"Tell me about this Sun Bin."
Without Alex having to ask, Zhang He, who had followed him for many years, already knew what he meant when he saw his furrowed brow.
The three men glanced at each other, seeing the fear in each other's eyes, hesitated, but finally revealed some information.
"The Sun family was originally a second-rate family, but it grew rapidly in recent years, however, it seems to be hostile to the Thompson family, bribing several underground forces around to harass the Thompson family."
"Yes, yes, the transfer of the property deed is not something we want, but the Sun family wants to build a mall here, it has nothing to do with us."
The three men had said everything they should say, trying to spare their lives from Alex. Alex nodded in understanding.
"Break their limbs and let them go."
"Yes."
After a round of wails, the three men were thrown out of the noodle shop.
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"Young Marshal, I will take people now to capture Lee Biao and Sun Bin," Zhang He said.
Alex looked at the sky, then at Mrs. Thompson inside, and finally shook his head.
"Notify the police department, let them deal with Lee Biao and his gang. I want results by tomorrow noon, or they will bear the consequences."
"Yes."
Half an hour later.
Night fell, and the city lights began to shine.
The city has no night; the streets are still noisy with traffic, and the streetlights are shining.
Among the high-rise buildings, on the advertising screens, congratulations for the victory of the Northern War began to scroll.
In the eastern part of Jinxin City, by the Bishui River.
A relatively luxurious gathering place for villas in the city.
A total of 100 detached villas, with lush trees and green bamboo shades, the surrounding ecology is comparable to tourist attractions.
"Mother, are you satisfied?"
Alex had already entered his role, helping Mrs. Thompson to the villa that the aide had just purchased.
Mrs. Thompson only nodded slightly, her expression very indifferent.
"It's good, but it's a bit inferior to our old house."
Such a house, although seemingly luxurious and valuable, is also inferior compared to the residences of the gentry.
"Oh?" Alex looked puzzled.
Snow quickly explained, "The Thompson family's old house was forcibly occupied."
Then she said to her own mother, "Mom, I think it's good here, close to brother, and when he marries later, you can hold your grandson every day, how nice."
Thinking about holding her grandson soon, Mrs. Thompson immediately beamed with joy, patting Alex's hand and urging him to get married quickly and give her a fat grandson.
Alex smiled and agreed, but in his heart, he remembered the matter of the Thompson family's old house.
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The next day.
Early morning.
Alex took Mrs. Thompson and Snow to handle the check-in procedures.
It was too late yesterday, and all the procedures needed to be re-done.
After everything was settled, it was 10 o'clock.
Bidding farewell to the mother and daughter, he got into the jeep that had been waiting.
"Go to the Sun family."
The military green jeep headed towards the location of the Sun family's residence.
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The Sun family residence.
A well-known private mansion in the area.
And the Sun family, after Sun Jiancheng took over, has become more powerful than ever.
In just a few years, it has squeezed into the ranks of the famous and wealthy families, and its industries are spread across every industry.
Such great achievements have brought glory to the Sun family, but also a considerable amount of arrogance.
This year, Sun Jiancheng is already in his 70s, but he still holds the main say in the family.
Sun Jiancheng has three sons, but all his grandchildren are girls.
When the whole family was worried, the eldest son, who is nearly 40 years old, finally had a son named Sun Bin.
Since then, Sun Bin has become the treasure of the Sun family, the only heir to the family line.
Today, in the Sun family's mansion, a banquet is being held.
In order to consolidate their status, the Sun family often holds banquets at home to entertain the backbone of enterprises that have contributed to the Sun family's industry, or various forces.
So at this moment, everyone entering and leaving the Sun family is a well-dressed, elegant and luxurious upper-class person.
Alex and Zhang He sat in inconspicuous positions, watching these well-dressed backbones of the Sun family.
"Young master, the Sun family has such a big face, a small corporate banquet involves all parties, does Jinxin City belong to the Sun family?" Zhang He said angrily.
They were spilling blood on the border, while these people, using special means, enjoyed a life of luxury and wealth in peace.
Who could feel good about it.
"Today, let's see how much face can bring back the lives of the Sun family."
Alex looked at the scene in front of him and said.