Faced with the completely adversarial forces of the Investigation Bureau, the audience's attention was not entirely focused on Charles.
"Wow! That bikini beauty! The first thing I noticed about Charles was this!" (thumbs up)
"Fack, is life in the Serpent so wonderful? Private club hot springs, champagne, cigars, bikinis—I'm ready to join the Serpent!"
"Man, the casting director has great taste; this is worth paying attention to."
"Anyone know the name of that actress who gave Charles a head massage? Help me out here!"
Charles had no idea that the audience was buzzing with excitement. He returned the phone to Ed and stood up with a splash, calling out to the young men around him.
"Unfortunately, the party is temporarily over! Gather everyone! Bring your guns and grenades! Let’s go!"
He was determined to confront their dear Director Anthony. With a presence that rivaled even Director Anthony's authority—if not surpassing it—Charles's words immediately commanded the attention of the pleasure-seeking Serpent members.
No more soaking in baths, no more fine wine, and certainly no more cigars; they all hurriedly left the hot springs. Ignoring their wet clothes, they pulled out two or three phones each, rallying their subordinates.
"Boss! Are we finally going to take on the Investigation Bureau in a big way? I've been itching to take down those hounds for a while now; let’s give them a taste of our power today!"
"Hahaha, no one better try to steal my thunder! Fack! I’m going to savor Anthony sooner or later!"
Their arrogance and bravado highlighted the Serpent's influence, casting a shadow over the metropolis. What ordinary gang would dare confront law enforcement so boldly?
Charles paid no mind to his subordinates' grandiose declarations as he led his men out in an orderly fashion, boarding luxury vehicles that varied from extravagant to expensive, heading toward the port.
As fate would have it, the Investigation Bureau was relatively closer to the port. With both sides receiving equal support from their respective networks, it should have been the Investigation Bureau that arrived first. However, today Charles and his men had also been enjoying themselves at the club, and they were nearly at the same distance from the port.
This led to an astonishing coincidence where both sides arrived at the port simultaneously! Several vehicles from both factions faced off against each other at the docks.
Meanwhile, on the Transport Ship, a fierce exchange of fire continued between both parties, each side invigorated by their sudden confrontation.
The Director has arrived with reinforcements!
Ha! You trash from the Serpent Gang, surrender now! If you drop your weapons, you might only spend a few less years behind bars!
Are you blind?! If your eyes are damaged from the smoke, I suggest you visit our underground black market. We guarantee a painless extraction at a good price!
It’s obvious that our boss has sent support, so why are you shouting nonsense?!
In an instant, gunfire and bullets flew in all directions, greeting people with colorful exclamations of "Fack" and "Xie Te."
The already chaotic Transport Ship became even more raucous.
Caught in a verbal standoff, Ryan and Pustor exchanged glances, both wearing expressions of deep concern.
They understood one thing: this Tactical Nuclear Weapon had escalated the situation dramatically!
Now the Director Anthony and Cobra Boss Charles had arrived on the scene.
Who knows how high this would escalate?
Even if they didn’t want to think about the distant consequences, if a bloody battle broke out at the port tonight, regardless of the Serpent Gang’s fate, how many young agents from the Investigation Bureau would have to sacrifice themselves?
With this thought, Ryan and Pustor felt as if they were sliding into an abyss. Even with Director Anthony personally leading the team to the scene, they felt no sense of joy whatsoever.
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