Submit or Die!

"This way, Boss. Brother Chen's private lounge is just in room no.3."

After entering the second floor, the thug Billy took the initiative to lead Albion to Brother Chen's private lounge.

Albion nodded.

He immediately took the lead and walked over to the room with the number 'three' written on it and kicked the door down.

"Tell me why you deceived me, Ah Zhen! Or I will f*ck you up!"

Brother Chen's voice was immediately heard.

Albion stumbled on a scene of Ah Zhen bending over with his face groveling into the ground. Brother Chen's foot was planted on Ah Zhen's head while his hand held onto a leather belt, whipping Ah Zhen's rear.

The scene appeared rather kinky to the onlookers.

Everyone was immediately frozen.

"It seems I have interrupted something important here. I will come back later. Please carry on." Albion said, turning around to leave.

Ah Zhen struggled to keep his eyes peered open to look. Once he spotted Albion at the entrance, he quickly cried, "Boss! Save me! It's me, Ah Zhen!"

At the same time, Brother Chen also roared, "Who the f*ck are you? How dare you kick down my door and just walk away?! Come back here!"

The leather belt was whipped towards Albion's back, but he quickly turned around and caught it with one hand. With a strong tug from Albion, Brother Chen's firm grip on his belt whip worked against his favor.

Brother Chen was dragged forward in a flying motion before his body was abruptly stopped by Albion's firm grip on his throat.

"Are you, Brother Chen, leader of the Chen Gang?" Albion asked indifferently, casually lifting Brother Chen off his feet and keep him hung in the air by the throat.

Brother Chen struggled within Albion's vise-like grip but failed to break free. He coughed and asked, "That's right! Who wants to know—No, wait… y-you're—!"

His eyes widened once he realized who he was dealing with.

Crack!

Albion snapped Brother Chen's neck without further thought and tossed him aside like one would throw away the garbage.

Brother Chen died without getting the chance to plead for mercy. The thugs all stared at the corpse at their feet with cold shivers and shock.

"Brother Chen was an ancient martial artist, but he died just like that…"

"The new boss is so powerful. Brother Chen could not resist at all!"

"Hahaha, it's not bad to follow a boss this strong!"

The thugs exclaimed with awe while feeling both fear and respect for Albion's strength.

"Get someone to deal with the body," Albion said casually.

Afterward, he held up his hand and inspected the leather belt with interest, quietly muttering in question, "What kind of belt is this?"

"Boss, that leather belt is made from Phantasmium." Ah Zhen explained after recovering to his feet and wiping the dirt off his face.

Albion had an understanding look and nodded.

"I see. No wonder this leather belt can stretch like rubber without snapping." Albion said.

Unlike the semi-transformed Phantasmium bullets issued to police officers, the leather belt was a fully transformed Phantasmium product.

"Still, I did not expect a small-time boss would be so extravagant on something like this, a belt no less." Albion shook his head.

"Boss, that Phantasmium belt was not purchased by Brother Chen using the black-market channels. It was found on the body of a dead Hunter that Brother Chen stumbled upon by chance, along with a martial art manual." Ah Zhen explained.

"I see."

"Boss, I did not expect you to visit us so soon. Will you be taking over the Chen Gang?" Ah Zhen asked.

Albion nodded.

"That is precisely why I am here. If I have not come, you and the others would have been in deep trouble, no?" Albion said.

After all, his face made it onto the internet. Naturally, it would have to deal with the trouble.

His followers will be the people taking care of miscellaneous tasks and matters for him in the future. He had to take care of them. Otherwise, how could he live a carefree life?

Before settling down in his new home, he must first clean out the backyard.

"How many members constitute this Chen Gang? I want you to summon everyone here—everyone who has yet to submit to me, that is. I will beat them all into submission! You will be the acting leader of this gang when I am not present, Ah Zhen." Albion stated.

"Yes, Boss! With honor!"

Ah Zhen was immediately overjoyed.

Albion pointed at the thug Billy and said, "You will help him make sure everything goes accordingly."

"Yes, Boss! Gladly!" Billy said.

He was slightly disappointed that he did get the acting leader role but becoming the acting leader's right-hand man was also not bad. It was still a higher position than his previous one.

The thugs immediately got to work. Those who had phones, used their phones to call. Those who did not, left the nightclub to fetch the members that also did not have phones.

There was a faint sense of anticipation and excitement in their heart. They were looking forward to their fellow gang members getting pummeled by their new boss.

At least, they would not be the only ones to get beaten into submission—was what they were all thinking.

Sometime later, hundreds of members gathered towards Westside Temptation and made their way up to the second floor, room three, the private lounge that once belong to Brother Chen personally.

"What's going on? Why were we all called here?"

"Ah Zhen, you tell me what is going on."

"Who is this person? A new member?" A newcomer asked.

Similarly, the other members were also asking each other for further information for their gathering.

The newcomer was immediately smacked on the head by Billy, who then said, "You better watch your words and treat this person with respect! He will be our new boss from now on!"

"You got guts, Billy! Since when did you become so brave in front of this big brother?!" The person snarled, lifting his sleeve to duke it out with Billy.

Pow! Pow! Pow!

However, he was ganged on by several other members.

The person looked back at them confusedly and questioned with anger, "Why are you all hitting me too?! Do you all want to rebel?! Where is Brother Chen?!—Wait, what the hell is wrong with all your faces?"

"Brother Chen is dead! This person is now our new boss!" One of the bruised-faced members stated.

Fifty-odd members turned their gazes to Albion, while 150-odd members were still crowding outside, wondering what was happening inside.

Albion gazed back at them calmly and said, "You all have two choices; submit to me or die."

"This is a joke! There is no way I am taking orders from a scrawny kid like this. I will not believe it until you show me Brother Chen's corpse!—Move it! I am leaving! This is such a waste of time!" A person immediately spoke.

Albion immediately cautioned the thug Billy with his eyes.

Billy understood Albion's intention and lifted his steel bat, bashing the person's head in from behind with a single swing.

"Anyone else wants to die?" Albion looked calmly at the crowd.