The people of the Wild Wolf Gang dared to attack, they must have been fully prepared.

Outside the house, among the Wild Wolf Gang, there were four figures wearing hoods.

Each of them held an AR-18 automatic rifle, like gods of death in the night, the flashlight muzzle creating a continuous line in the dark.

Alternating cover, precise shots, rapid movement, clean and swift actions, tactical coordination that is skillful, not at all comparable to those noisy gangsters.

In just two or three minutes, more than half of the Aryan Brotherhood outside had been dealt with, the remaining two or three immediately gave up resisting, threw away their guns, and knelt with their hands on their heads.

"We surrender! We surrender!"

This was nowhere near gang warfare, it was a one-sided massacre, nothing like their previous chaotic shooting from behind cover!

One by one, companions fell beside them, just as they peeked, they were shot dead, they were truly terrified.

After dealing with these peripheral forces, the four did not advance further. One of them patted the shoulder of Wild Wolf Gang's leader Jackson, and said in English, "Leave the rest to you, don't disappoint the boss."

"You know what I'm talking about."

As the words fell, he waved his hand, and the four quickly disappeared into the dark street.

Jackson watched them leave, unconsciously swallowing as a chill rose on his back.

The strength of these four was terrifying; if they were enemies...Jackson dared not think further.

He secretly swore to God never to have thoughts of betraying that person.

"Bos...boss?" A subordinate reminded softly beside him.

Jackson snapped back, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and reappeared with a ferocious expression: "Why are you still dazing! Charge in! Kill Benny!"

The Wild Wolf Gang members then awoke as if from a dream, yelling as they charged toward the stronghold's gate.

Without resistance from the outside, the gate was quickly broken open.

But as they rushed into the hall, a roar sounded from the second floor: "Die, all you bastards!"

Benny appeared at the stairway, holding an M249 light machine gun!

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!"

The wild gunfire rained down instantly, and those leading the charge barely had time to react before being riddled with bullets.

The others scrambled for cover, and the hall instantly descended into chaos.

"Hahaha! Come on! You s--t!" Benny fell into madness, and his machine gun swept crazily.

He knew he was dead for sure today, but even in death, he wanted to take down as many with him!

Jackson hid behind a wall, his face grim, he hadn't expected Benny to have such a big weapon hidden.

"Grenades! Throw grenades and blow him up!"

Two subordinates heard this, pulled out grenades, removed the pin, and threw them toward the stairway.

"Boom! Boom!"

The intense explosions shook the entire building, smoke and dust instantly filling the hall.

The sound of machine gun fire ceased abruptly.

Benny lay in a pool of blood, covered in it, and the M249 machine gun fell beside him.

The Aryan Brotherhood was completely wiped off Anchorage, replaced by the Wild Wolf Gang, in obedience to Qi Yun's Wild Wolf Gang.

Meanwhile, those four who had left previously crossed two streets and boarded a vehicle for pickup, and the car quickly left.

The four removed their hoods and gloves, packing them together with the firearms into a large travel bag.

"First head to the outskirts, dispose of the stuff." Brother Quan wiped his face, taking out a phone to report to Qi Yun.

....

Next day, Miller and Jackson came together to the hotel where Qi Yun lived.

Qi Yun invited them to sit and poured them a glass of champagne each.

"Gentlemen," Qi Yun raised his glass, a faint smile on his face, "I hope we can collaborate happily in the future."

Miller and Jackson exchanged a glance, stood up, and leaned slightly forward.

"Thank you for your trust, we will not disappoint you." Jackson first stated, much more respectful than during their last meeting.

Last night's battle, together with the communication on the way with Miller, made him understand that this Huaxia person before him was no ordinary being, someone he needed to look up to.

Miller quickly agreed.

Qi Yun smiled and nodded, signaling the two to sit down again.

"Trust is mutual." He gently placed his glass on the table, "Your performance has shown me your value, and I am never stingy in giving valuable people their rightful reward."

"You should have heard the news; after Benjamin's arrest, Lu Ning is the most hopeful candidate to succeed the mayor."

"I have arranged for you to have a luncheon with him, now whether you can seize the moment depends on yourselves."

Jackson and Miller exchanged glances again, seeing the shock and excitement in each other's eyes.

Lunch with the future mayor? They knew well what this meant.

"Thank you, boss, for giving us this opportunity!" Miller almost blurted out, the address changing subconsciously.

Jackson's face turned red with excitement: "We...we certainly won't let you down!"

From their previous status, it was impossible for them to come into contact with such a big figure, and now Qi Yun had given them such an opportunity.

Even in the United States' political system, the class is extremely strict. Just like Benny, who used to give money to Benjamin every month, was just a dog kept by the latter.

Can a dog eat at the same table as the owner? Obviously not.

And their boss can let them dine with the future mayor.

"I need to leave temporarily for a few days, hope you two can coordinate well and ensure my business doesn't encounter any more surprises." Qi Yun's voice pulled the two back from their excited thoughts.

"Yes, please rest assured, boss, we will certainly protect it wholeheartedly." The two immediately made a solemn assurance.

....

After handling this, Qi Yun took Brother Quan and others, rushing to Westward, ready to meet the energy expert Seth.

Originally, he wanted to discuss the gemstone mine first, but Chen Wei sent news that according to their observations, there was someone particularly abnormal among Seth's security, seemingly secretly contacting the outside world, indicating Seth's position might have been exposed.

The car arrived at dusk.

This small town was quieter than Anchorage, with few pedestrians on the streets, only a few dim streetlights swaying in the cold wind.

Seth's hiding place was not in the city, but in a villa in Westward's outskirts; the team made no stops, refueled, and headed straight for the destination.

About five kilometers from the villa, Qi Yun received information from Chen Wei again—a squad appeared near the villa, quietly approaching.

Qi Yun felt his heart sink, urging Niu Da to speed up.

Sure enough, just before they arrived, gunshots exploded in the silent wilderness.

The convoy sped towards the villa, and braked sharply behind a snow slope about a hundred meters from the combat zone.

"Check your gear!"

Inside the carriage, sounds of cocking guns echoed, with gear checked, everyone's eyes coldly determined, entering combat mode.

Brother Quan opened the door, took a night vision binocular, and observed the battle ahead.

"The opponent's firepower is fierce, at least twenty people, attacking from multiple points, very professional tactics."

He put down the binoculars, quickly making arrangements, "We'll split into two groups, Niu Da, Da Pao, you two go to join Chen Wei and his team, enter from the flank."

"Wait for my signal to act together! Move!"

With the arrangements made, the group immediately headed forward, slipping quietly into the darkness.

Inside the villa, Seth was already panicked, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Damn it! It must be Hede Company's people! Why did they find here!"

"Sir, the outside won't hold for much longer; we must leave here immediately!" The security captain shouted urgently, glass-shattering bullets constantly ringing.

Seth dared not say much, as the opponent assisted him toward the back door.

"Boom!"

A grenade exploded nearby, blowing the back door to smithereens; the security captain was indeed professionally trained, quickly covering Seth's old bones, shielding him from the blast.

The captain let out a muffled groan, shook his head to clear his dizziness, and shouted into the earpiece, "Back door, send backup to the back door!"