CH-18

The madman!

In the eyes of the imposing Russian Ross brawny and the Warehouse manager, Lu Chuang had transformed from a ruthless individual into an utter lunatic.

Ruthless people might threaten with bombs, willing to go down together in a big blast, but a lunatic was different. He had a bomb strapped to him that he couldn't even control, showing complete disregard for life and death.

At this point, the two couldn't predict Lu Chuang's next move, leaving them deeply uneasy. They dared not act hastily until they deciphered his true intentions.

Terrified by Lu Chuang, the two small-time bosses had given up on disarming the bomb.

Returning to the topic, the Russian Ross leader inquired, "Now that we're seated and talking, may I ask why you're here?"

"It's nothing, really. I was just strolling down the street, happened to pass by, got a bit curious, and decided to take a look," Lu Chuang replied nonchalantly.

Both men couldn't believe their ears; who would walk around with a bomb strapped to them?

Ignoring their disbelief, Lu Chuang gestured to the gang members around him, "Don't worry about me; just carry on with your business. Pretend I'm not here, and I'll leave once you're done."

"But the deal has long concluded," a member of the Russian Ross gang chimed in.

"In that case, let's renegotiate," Lu Chuang said with authority, crossing his legs. "You inspect the goods and count the money. Watch closely; if there are any issues or discrepancies, I'll hold you accountable."

The Warehouse employees assigned to inspect the goods exchanged puzzled glances with their boss. The Russian Ross members responsible for counting the money did the same. Were they expected to test themselves?

Seeing Lu Chuang's intention to leave, the Russian Ross leader gritted his teeth, "Inspect the money!"

The Warehouse manager took several deep breaths before reluctantly saying, "Inspect the goods."

Despite their superficial efforts, they couldn't deceive Lu Chuang. After all, it was their own merchandise and money, and they knew it inside out.

However, their subtle actions didn't escape Lu Chuang's keen eye.

Lu Chuang suddenly pointed at one of the Warehouse workers, growing furious. "Do you think I'm blind? You're saying the pork is fine. Do you have microscopic vision? I think you're a mole in this gang. Let's see what I do with you today, you treacherous infiltrator!"

In no time, Lu Chuang stood up again with a snap, his chest's red light flashing.

This guy intends to blow us all up!

The subordinates tossed aside the pork and money, taking cover on the floor with their heads down.

"Brother, please reconsider!"

The two small bosses were going crazy. They quickly tried to appease Lu Chuang.

"You can't count; this guy looks like a mole!" Lu Chuang raged. "If criminal activities are taken lightly, who knows if it'll become part of their criminal record."

Are you insane?

Do you genuinely consider yourself the boss here?

The Warehouse manager abruptly stood up, grabbed the innocent man, and pummeled him in front of Lu Chuang until the poor Warehouse worker passed out from the pain.

Clearly, the Russian Ross leader had a ruthless streak, and this resilience marked him as a big shot in the future.

"You're right; he's a gang infiltrator. Now that the matter is settled, let's proceed with the transaction," the Warehouse manager said sternly. He wanted to end this farce promptly and get rid of the madman in front of him.

"Understood."

Lu Chuang gave a thumbs up, and the red light calmed down.

Following the previous incident, the subordinates didn't dare to pretend anymore. At least on the surface, they carefully inspected the goods and counted the money. They occasionally exclaimed, "It's the real deal," "Actual money," and "Authentic pork," making sure Lu Chuang saw their earnestness.

Back at his seat, Lu Chuang picked up the cards on the metal table, acting as if nothing happened.

"While they're conducting business, why don't we play some cards? How about a game of 'Fighting the Landlords'?" Lu Chuang suggested.

"What's 'Fighting the Landlords'?" The two hadn't heard of it; it was a game unique to the Eastern Kingdom.

"It's straightforward; I'll teach you."

Lu Chuang briefly explained the rules, and the two quickly grasped how to play. Lu Chuang then suggested making it more exciting, using $1,000 as the base chip.

Although they weren't interested, under Lu Chuang's pressure, they had no choice but to accept the untimely proposal. Money was of little concern; what they truly lacked was cash. If they could, they'd pay hundreds of thousands to rid themselves of this lunatic.

In the first round, Lu Chuang became the landlord and

, with the experience of a seasoned player, easily defeated the two rookies.

"One bomb, double the stakes, pay up!" Lu Chuang cheerfully demanded.

The Russian Ross brawny and the Warehouse manager handed over the money. Their minds were far from the card game, focused instead on their subordinates.

Seeing their subordinates suddenly stop, their previously dull expressions lit up.

"Look, the inspection is complete!" the two hurriedly called to Lu Chuang, who was counting money.

Lu Chuang put away the banknotes he had won and casually glanced at them. "Oh, have you reached an agreement?"

"We have! Very satisfied!" The two nodded without hesitation.

The Russian Ross leader tentatively asked, "According to our agreement, you can leave now, or we, the members of the Russian Ross gang, can leave as well."

The Warehouse manager glared at him fiercely, wondering if he was trying to dump this lunatic on him.

"Actually, that's a good idea," Lu Chuang nodded, then added with a change in tone, "But our 'Landlords' game has just begun. We can't be bothered by such trivial matters. Let them continue inspecting the goods and renegotiate. If we don't finish at least 20 rounds, no one's leaving!"

Two small-time bosses: "???"