Chapter 261
Tucker slammed his fist on his desk with a loud thud, causing the items on the desk to vibrate with his blow.
He couldn't understand how he had provoked such a monster, although he had heard in the underworld that some assassins and powerful mercenaries could take on a hundred men single-handedly, like monsters.
But the 'monster' he's currently watching seems to be far more powerful than any monster he knows!
The Crocodile Brotherhood isn't without its capable fighters, but... this capable guy has now become a roadside fodder, kicked to the ground by that person!
Just one kick!!
Tucker couldn't understand why this guy would come looking for him.
I heard he visited me before?
Why did I refuse back then???
Tucker's mind raced as he considered countermeasures and tried to figure out the other party's purpose. Judging from the fact that the other party hadn't tried to kill him, they probably didn't harbor much hostility towards him; otherwise, given this guy's fighting prowess, the ground would probably be littered with corpses by now.
Does that mean there's a possibility of negotiation?
Bang!!!!
Before Tucker could figure it out, the wooden door to the office suddenly shattered, and a black man nearly two meters tall, with a muscular build like a small giant, flew into the office.
His massive body slid across the ground until it bumped into Tucker's desk and came to a stop.
The white deputy beside him immediately drew his pistol and pointed it at the door. Tucker also instinctively pulled out a pistol hidden under his desk, held it in his hand, and looked ahead, sweating profusely.
At the doorway, a young man wearing a black baseball cap and a casual jacket slowly walked in, carrying a cane.
The cane in his hand had many bullet holes, but beneath the bullet holes, the metal inside the cane could be seen.
This is a cane made of precious metals, and its weight alone should be no less than thirty pounds, yet the young man held it in his hand like a toy.
The young man walked slowly, alone, and seemed easy to deal with, as if he could be taken care of simply by pulling the trigger.
The white deputy next to him thought the same thing, and he did the same thing.
Driven by fear and tension, the white deputy fired at the youth at the door.
Bang!!!
The bullet flew out, but the young man seemed to sense it beforehand. He raised his cane, gently blocked it, and flicked it, causing the bullet to bounce off the cane and hit the wall beside him.
"!!!"
It can actually stop bullets?!?
Tucker's eyes widened again, and he immediately made a decision. "Stop!! Tom!! Don't offend our distinguished guest!!"
"... Yes, Boss."
Tom, the second-in-command, immediately put away his gun and stood obediently to the side, but the cold sweat on his forehead never stopped.
Even if Tucker hadn't said anything, he wouldn't have dared to fire at the monster in front of him again.
Otherwise, who knows if the other person might accidentally ricochet a bullet into their forehead the next time they turn their cane!
"Ahem... Your organization's way of treating guests... ahem... is quite unique."
The young man coughed lightly, his left hand clenched into a fist near his mouth, while his right hand gripped his cane tightly as he walked step by step toward Tucker.
Tucker smiled broadly. Always flexible and adaptable, he rose and adopted a humble posture, saying to the young man:
"I'm sorry, we were unaware of your visit and apologize for any inconvenience caused... Sir, what brings you here? Whatever your request, we will grant it if it's within our capabilities."
"Oh? That's unexpected. I thought you'd put on airs like a mob boss and try to negotiate with me... cough cough..."
The young man raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised by Tucker's admission of defeat.
Tucker smiled and said:
"My status is insignificant compared to someone like you."
Tucker is a man who can take things in stride. Once Fang Ming's individual strength was greater than that of his entire gang combined, he immediately made a decision.
He threw the revolver he was holding on the ground, stepped forward, and took a chair, placing it behind Fang Ming, acting almost like a servant.
Fang Ming, who was initially a little angry, couldn't bring himself to get angry when he saw him like this.
Fang Ming sat in the chair, raised his finger and pointed at Tucker, then laughed:
"Hehehe, you really are... cough cough cough... interesting... cough cough cough cough..."
Perhaps he was laughing too hard, Fang Ming couldn't stop coughing.
Upon seeing this, Tucker immediately said to his second-in-command:
"What are you standing there for! Go make a cup of hot coffee... no! Hot tea! Do I need to teach you that?!"
"Uh... yes!!"
Tom, the assistant, immediately ran to the tea set, poured the warm tea into a cup, and jogged back to Fang Ming.
Thanks to Tucker's fondness for Eastern culture, there was no shortage of tea sets or hot tea in the office. Otherwise, Tom really wouldn't know where to get Fang Ming a cup of hot tea.
Fang Ming did not refuse Tucker's kindness. He was not even worried that Tucker would poison the tea. He took it and slowly drank it to moisten his throat.
He then put down his right cane and placed it aside, reaching into his shirt pocket as if groping for something.
Tucker's gaze sharpened slightly as Fang Ming put down his cane; his eyes flickered, and his thoughts raced.
The youth's weapon has left his hand; if he wants to fight back, now is the best opportunity!
But after thinking for a long time, Tucker didn't make a move. He maintained a smile on his face and didn't move his body, watching Fang Ming's movements.
"Look, you should know this girl."
A few seconds later, Fang Ming took out the photo from his pocket and handed it to Tucker. He pointed to the red-haired girl in the photo and said to Tucker.
The sight of the red-haired girl in the photo made Tucker's pupils contract.
It's that girl.
That girl who is very likely connected to his brother's death!!
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Tucker held the photo, his hand trembling slightly.
He is indeed very protective of his life, but there are times when he is willing to risk his life for certain things!
For example, finding out the truth about his brother's death and killing the murderer who killed his brother is something Tucker has always wanted to do.
But now...
A guy, strong as a monster, barged in all by himself, fought his way in, and threw a picture of a girl connected to his brother's death in his face. Tucker immediately understood what was going on.
This is that girl's helper!
By the way, that girl named Aurora, I heard she's been getting quite close to a writer from Central Continent District lately, could it be him?
Was he standing up for that girl?
Why aren't you saying anything?
When the voice came again, Fang Ming looked at his right hand and saw that the metal cane was in his hand again.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Tom, standing to the side, placed his trembling hand on the pistol at his waist, his teeth biting down slightly.
He was prepared to shoot the young man immediately if Tucker tried to resist, even if he was likely to lose!
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
The background noise changed to the ticking of a second hand. Tucker took a deep breath, looked at the young man beside him who looked like he could kill him with his cane at any moment, and said slowly:
"Know."
"Don't you have anything to say?"
Fang Ming raised an eyebrow and asked, gripping his cane tightly with both hands and tapping the side of the cane lightly with his fingers.
Tucker's lips parted slightly as he tried to calm himself. He took another deep breath and said to Fang Ming:
"You... came here for her?"
"A few days ago, at the mall... cough... you sent someone to look for her, right?"
"..."
"Then many of your men died, didn't they tell you... what happened?"
"...?" Upon hearing this, Tucker suddenly relaxed his clenched fist.
Because he realized that Fang Ming might not have come to stop him from taking revenge.
A thoughtful look flashed in Tucker's eyes as he recalled the reports his men had sent him that day, and he frowned slightly.
"Their memories are somewhat fragmented; they only mentioned the existence of monsters, but didn't explain exactly what happened."
Because Aurora cast a Suggestion Magic to help everyone forget what happened before she left, most of the gang members, while having a strong impression of the monster's image, didn't remember the specific details of the incident very clearly.
Fang Ming nodded.
Then he took out a USB drive from his pocket and handed it to Tucker, saying:
"This is part of the video from that day. You'll understand what happened once you watch it, cough cough."
"!"
Tucker immediately took the video recording and gave Tom a wink.
Tom understood immediately and quickly grabbed the notebook from his desk and handed it to Tucker.
Tucker inserted the USB drive into his laptop, skillfully opened the folder, and played several videos stored inside.
A few minutes later, Tucker looked at Fang Ming in disbelief. "These... are all real!?"
"Otherwise, why would I come?" Fang Ming said calmly, "I know you lost your brother, so you want to find Aurora to find out what happened. I can understand your feelings, but... cough cough... obviously, you've chosen the wrong person. Aurora is not your enemy."
Fang Ming pointed to the notebook in his hand, then to the monster in the video, and said softly:
"These are the monsters."
"Are these monsters... real?"
Tucker asked, his voice trembling.
Fang Ming smiled, opened his arms as if to show Tucker what he was doing, and said to him:
"Look at me. Do you think I'm really here?"
"You... you are also..."
"I am human, but fortunately, I know a few more things than others... cough cough... and I possess a few more abilities, which is why I'm sitting here."
Fang Ming spoke, he patted his cane, on which silvery-white magic was engraved, clearly an enchantment from Xiao Bai.
Seeing Tucker staring at the notebook in silence, Fang Ming slowly stood up and said to Tucker:
"Believe it or not, that's the truth, and that's all I have to say... Uh, that's the end of it. Don't cause any more trouble for Aurora, and if there's a next time..."
Fang Ming walked to the shelf where the samurai swords were placed and reached out to take one in his hand.
He carefully examined the knife in his hand, then suddenly drew it out and swung it at the shelf beside him.
The blade fell, its tip dangling to the ground. The stand that Fang Ming had used as a target split in two and collapsed, proving the blade's sharpness.
Seeing this, Fang Ming nodded in satisfaction, then turned back and smiled at Tucker, saying:
"... If there's a next time, I'll replace my cane with this knife in my hand, and then I'll come back to find you."
"..."
Tucker stared at the collapsed scaffolding for a long time without saying a word, perhaps frightened by Fang Ming's knife strike.
Fang Ming held the knife in his hand, showing no intention of putting it back, and left the Crocodile Brotherhood's territory with it in hand. No one stopped him.
(... So that's how it is. So my cousin's cane was enchanted by Xiao Bai, that's why it's so powerful... Did you think I would say that?! That's ridiculous!!!)
(Even if an ordinary person were given such an enchanted staff, they probably couldn't do what my cousin did.)
(After all, it's only the cane that's enchanted, not my cousin himself...)
(And you even blocked the bullet with your cane... bro, I still have the same question, are you really human???)
Um...
Xiao Bai stroked his chin, looking at the question in the comments section above, and pondered it seriously.