I Want That Suit You're Wearing

Inside the warehouse building.

Due to the intense firefight and the car crash earlier, the first floor was essentially nothing but corpses and wreckage of furniture.

The situation on the second floor was slightly better, though it remained somewhat chaotic from the previous skirmish.

Within the five-man squad, Baymax took the lead with small, quick steps, responsible for providing cover.

The other four advanced cautiously but swiftly with their weapons raised.

However, perhaps there truly were no defensive forces left in the building, as there were no ambushes to be found throughout the entire second floor.

It was only when the group stepped onto the stairs leading to the third floor that two enemies finally popped up.

Yet, before these two enemies could even launch an attack, they were immediately gunned down by Dun Shan and Shamira, who had the fastest reflexes.

Two shots to the chest, one to the head.

One enemy collapsed to the ground instantly, while the other dropped a grenade he had already primed.

After a one-second delay, the grenade detonated with a loud "boom."

With such a massive commotion, it was safe to assume those two wouldn't be sleeping soundly anymore.

Only after the group reached the third floor did they realize that, aside from the spacious hallway and a few cramped rooms resembling security offices, the entire third floor was essentially just one bright, expansive hall that occupied eighty percent of the level.

The floor was paved with polished marble, and two massive white pillars stood on either side.

Various pieces of furniture, which looked exquisite and expensive at a glance, were arranged in small clusters.

If not for the severely burned corpses on the floor and the slight damage caused by the earlier explosion, it would look less like the lair of a crime lord and more like an artistic exhibition gallery.

And at this moment, Kingpin, the target of Luca's trip, was sitting calmly behind a massive stone desk at the far end of the room, appearing completely devoid of any panic or loss of composure, despite his subordinates being wiped out and himself being backed into a corner.

Even when he saw Luca and his group appear, this exceptionally burly man smoothed his collar in a refined manner and spoke first, his voice low and cultured.

"Luca Von Or..."

"Bang!"

Before Kingpin could finish his two words, Luca, who had been smiling just moments ago on the stairs, fired his weapon first.

The electromagnetic stun round from the Dominator moved as fast as lightning.

A flash of green arc crackled.

The bullet had already flown right in front of Kingpin.

However, this underhanded sneak attack by Luca did not hit the still-speaking Kingpin; instead, it exploded with a "bang" less than three meters away from him.

It was precisely because this bullet aimed at Kingpin's forehead was intercepted that the group noticed a full pane of nearly transparent bulletproof glass standing in front of Kingpin, who was seated behind the marble desk.

Although the shot was blocked by the bulletproof glass and missed its mark, the previously calm expression on Kingpin's face turned ugly.

He never expected that the seemingly unremarkable brat would be so decisive.

If he hadn't made preparations beforehand...

However, Kingpin's sudden shift to a ferocious demeanor did not affect Luca and his team.

Dun Shan even asked Luca without a hint of hesitation.

"Young Master, the electromagnetic gun's attack doesn't seem to test the strength of that bulletproof glass. Shall we try using live ammunition?"

As he spoke, the three of them raised their muzzles, as if they would unleash a volley the moment Luca gave the order.

They were ready to help Kingpin check if his construction team had skimmed off the top during the renovation.

"Enough!"

Kingpin, still sitting motionless in his seat, let out a suppressed, low shout and slammed his fist onto the marble desk in front of him.

With a "bang," spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread across the mirror-smooth marble surface.

The terrifying physical strength made Dun Shan and the others frown slightly.

But immediately afterward, Kingpin, seemingly having vented his frustration, regained his calm. He smoothed his wrinkled cuffs in a refined manner once more before continuing to speak.

"Luca Orange, I presume you came at this time because of that idiot Dragan's unauthorized actions? Since you've already taken him out, there is no longer a conflict of interest between us."

After saying this, without waiting for Luca to speak, Kingpin pulled two documents from under the desk and tossed them onto the surface.

He then continued.

"My men will arrive in 20 minutes. By then, there is no way you and your group will be able to escape."

"However, I am giving you a chance to choose again."

"This is ten percent of the shares in Orange Industries, and all the paperwork has been handled. Just sign it, and these will be yours. Consider it a welcoming gift from me. We will have more opportunities for cooperation in the future. The alien wreckage in Midtown is a massive cake; you don't have the capacity to eat it all on your own!"

After saying this, Kingpin fell silent, watching Luca before him with calm composure.

It was as if he were the one holding the advantage.

In the distance, Luca looked at the documents on Kingpin's desk, a gentle smile appearing on his face as he nodded readily.

"Sure~ I think that sounds good~"

"Young Master!" Shamira looked at Luca with some anxiety, but he raised a hand to cut her off.

"However, I want to add one condition," Luca continued with a smile.

Kingpin frowned slightly at these words, seemingly expressing his dissatisfaction, yet he still followed Luca's lead and asked, "What condition?"

Seeing this, Luca raised his hand and pointed toward Kingpin's body, speaking in a natural tone.

"I want the suit you're wearing right now. Yes, right now!"

As soon as these words were spoken, not to mention Kingpin, even the other three people beside Luca were stunned for a moment.

However, it was Kingpin who recovered first.

"Enough!!"

Kingpin let out a thunderous roar.

With a boom, he stood up.

Standing over two meters tall, combined with his solid, massive frame, he looked like a mountain of flesh.

Coupled with his ferocious expression, a powerful sense of oppression surged forward.

In Kingpin's eyes, Luca's demand for his suit right now was nothing more than a blatant humiliation, an attempt to goad him into stepping out of his protection.

Did he really think Kingpin was some kind of mindless idiot?

Well, in truth, while Luca's request for the suit did have a hint of wanting to lure Kingpin out to his death, it was mostly because he genuinely wanted that suit!

In fact, the moment Luca had come upstairs and seen Kingpin, he had noticed the pure white suit the man was wearing.

It was emitting a faint, glowing white light!

Unfortunately, Kingpin clearly had no intention of satisfying Luca's small request.

Seeing this, Luca lowered his head slightly and adjusted the bridge of his glasses, the lenses reflecting a dazzling white light.

He then raised the [Dominator] in his hand.

A "well, it can't be helped" smile appeared on his face~