Treasure Hunt Tycoon

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The boss came over, smiled and asked, "Is there anything you would like to say to me,

sir?"

Li Du took out his bank card and handed it to him, saying, "I'd like to pay the bill."

The boss was a bit surprised upon seeing the card with the JPMorgan VIP logo on it.

He had seen such cards before in magazines, but this was the first time he saw one in

real life.

The boss took out the pose-machine. He was ready to put in the number. Li Du slowed

down the time and took the pose machine in his hand in a quick motion, and keyed in a

hundred thousand.

Seeing this, the boss was stunned. "Your speed is really amazing, there is no need to

pay so much…"

"Help me find out who hired this township group to give me trouble, and you'll get this

sum as a reward," Li Du said with a smile.

The boss gulped and said, "Well, I'm afraid you misunderstood me. I'm just the owner of

a restaurant..."

Li Du continued, "If your answer satisfies me, I will add another hundred thousand

dollars."

After hearing this, the boss swallowed again. He considered this for a while and then

pressed the Enter button on the pose machine and nodded. "Leave it to me."

"For $200,000," Hans said. "Does that come with an add-on? You have to escort us

out."

The boss shook his head and said, "Sorry, buddy, this is not about money. As you can

see, these bastards give me some face, but only a little. If I stand in their way, they will

tear down my restaurant."

Driver suddenly cut in and asked, "Are you the Axe Man, Mika?"

The boss was stunned. He carefully looked at him and said, "Who are you, brother? I

am Mika, Axe Man was my nickname a long time ago. Now I'm called Chopper, for what

I do in the kitchen."

Shrugging his shoulders, Driver said to Li Du, "He is old and out of these circles. The

current township group is fierce and would not hesitate to take lives. He could not

protect us."

Although these words seemed to justify the owner, it was kind of embarrassing.

.

However, the owner didn't get angry. He laughed in an embarrassed way and said,

"Yes, Nogales is not the same place as when I was young. I suggest you call the police.

You are very rich, the police dare not dismiss you."

Driver said as if nothing had happened, "No, a group of young people can't do much."

Then he said to Li Du and the others, "Get in the car quickly. I won't wait."

Li Du and the others were confused. What is he trying to say?

Driver got up, put a knife and fork in his trouser pocket, and went to the Nissan. A young

man with a cigarette in his mouth pushed the door open and came out shouting, "Get

lost, stupid ass!"

As he spoke, Driver grabbed him and pulled him out. He flashed the knife and plunged it

into the man's leg.

Driver grabbed the screaming young man and kicked him, sending him flying far away.

Suddenly, the night market was in chaos.

Another young man jumped out from the front passenger seat, holding a steel pipe, and

tried to smash it into Driver.

These people really dared to play with life, and the youth aimed at Driver's head. If the

steel pipe smashed into him, the victim could have a serious concussion even if he

survived.

Driver was a tough character too. He quickly turned his head to avoid the blow. The

steel pipe knocked on his shoulder, but he did not utter a word and turned back to seize

the young man, stabbing his thigh with the fork.

"Press it. I cut off your femoral artery. If you pull out the fork and knife, you'll die," said

Driver darkly, getting into the car.

Li Du pushed the stunned Hans and said, "Get in!"

The four of them rushed to the Nissan. The car was small, so it was cramped when they

all got in.

Driver started the car. Li Du did not see how he operated, but the car suddenly roared

like a beast of prey waking up. The car vigorously bumped once, the wheels rubbing the

ground with a screeching sound, and the car dashed off.

A young man got on his motorcycle, and another youth perched behind him,

brandishing a thick chain, tried to whip the windshield of the car.

"Sit tight," Driver said coldly, turning the steering wheel with one hand and yanking on

the gear with the other. He stepped on the brake and accelerator flexibly and quickly.

The roaring Nissan, like a black ghost, suddenly came to a halt, and the iron chain

thrown from the motorcycle slammed into the bonnet with a clang.

An instant after it stopped, the car lunged forward, swerving left and right like a snake.

The car turned back, passing the motorcycle. When the two youngsters lost caution, the

tail of the car swept towards them!

The car tail was so powerful that it hit the motorcycle and sent it flying.

The two young men flew up, screaming in horror, and landed in a heap, not knowing

what had happened.

The night market was in chaos. Many people were running through the streets. Driver

did not even blink as he quickly turned the steering wheel and drove into a side alley.

More gangs of the township group were assigned to follow. One of the young

troublemakers dashed out of a nearby liquor store, shouting, "F**k! Chase them! Block

them off!"

A group of bikers mounted their motorcycles, followed them down alleys and rampaging

through night markets, causing scared tourists to flee to either side and aggressively

dogging the Nissan.

The stall owner shook his head at the scene and said, "Young people are so

disrespectful now. Society is in chaos."

The Nissan slowed and steadied as it pulled into an alley.

Soon there was a great roar of a motorbike, and Hans called out, "Come on, speed up!"

The driver looked in his rearview mirror, changed gears and suddenly the car reversed.

He pressed the gas pedal and turned the steering wheel again and again.

The bikers were in a hurry. When they saw the car in front reverse, they were shocked.

Some of them either hurriedly tried to brake or overturned their motorbikes.

Clang! Clang! the car crashed into a few motorcycles in a row, and several youths

screamed repeatedly.

Brother Wolf opened the door and jumped down, rushed to the side of the road and

grabbed the young men that managed to avoid being hit by the car. He kicked one

young gangster's head and the man fainted.

Driver switched the gear forward and Brother Wolf rushed towards them and got in the

car, saying, "Go!"

Hans cried, "F**k! Cool!"

After almost all the motorcyclists had given up, the Nissan sped up again and

reappeared on the road, dashing through several alleys like a fierce cheetah.

Several motorbikes were speeding along the road, some of their riders clutching

baseball bats, some brandishing chains, others holding maces.

Looking back, the dust was roaring like a yellow dragon, and there might be dozens of

cars following them.