Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 313

"As you just saw, my men reported what happened to me and then investigated your identities."

Guess what I found out?

The black boss deliberately kept Chang Ning in suspense, waiting for Chang Ning to pick up the conversation like a straight man.

"It seems the boss has uncovered something interesting, but that's not important to me!"
All I want to do right now is close this deal, so stop with your ridiculous tricks!

How could Chang Ning be led by the nose by this black man in front of her?
For some reason, all the unpleasant things he encountered after landing in the United States were related to Black people.

"OK, OK."

Seeing that the customer was becoming agitated, the Black owner quickly raised his hands and pressed them down to signal the customer to calm down.

Faced with such a lucrative business opportunity, how could the Black boss, who always prides himself on being a businessman, just watch the cooked duck fly away?
"The driver you had a conflict with belongs to a street gang called Zero Point," the black boss whispered to Chang Ning.

"What do you want to say?"

Being targeted by local gangs in a foreign land is not good news for Chang Ning.

Even though he was mentally prepared, hearing this news still ignited a nameless rage within him.

The mission had already started off so badly that Chang Ning had a premonition that things wouldn't be easy from the start.

The Black boss noticed that the Asian man showed no fear on his face, which was different from the Asians he had encountered before, who were as weak as lambs.

If they had heard that they were being targeted by a gang, they would have been terrified and lost their composure.

But the man in front of him didn't give him that feeling.

His intuition told him that this man was not someone he could afford to mess with.

"Hey buddy, since this is your first time here, I'll give you a little discount."

What do you think of the intelligence regarding that gang?

The Black boss, who had originally planned to make another profit, changed his mind, even though the decision pained him.

Anything that prevents him from making money will cause him pain, because those are all green banknotes!

"how much is it?"

Chang Ning leaned against the counter, observing the crowd around him, until he saw a group of burly men before turning his gaze away.

At the same time, he was multitasking while also dealing with his Black boss.

"Free of charge, it's a free gift!"

Aside from the boss himself, perhaps only God knows how heartbroken the boss was when he uttered those two words.

The black boss looked very unhappy, but Chang Ning didn't care. He only wanted to get what he wanted.

And hurry up and finish this troublesome task.

To be honest, he regretted it.

He regretted getting involved and taking on the task; he had even gone to great lengths to perfect the execution plan, only to make things difficult for himself.

Since the Black boss wasn't taking money, Chang Ning wasn't going to be polite with a foreigner, so he asked, "How big is their business, and what's their personnel composition?"

Knowing that he was being targeted, Chang Ning was not going to passively take the beating.

So what if there are American gangs? Just fight them!

Chang Ning felt that he could help the local law enforcement agencies resolve the problem for free, given the rudeness of the local gangs.

And who says he has to do it himself? Isn't it better to use other people's money to do his own thing?

Thinking of this, Chang Ning secretly observed the group of burly men not far away.

"Size? Relax, buddy. It's just a small gang with about 20 people. The boss is called Drunkard Donnie, and the gang's headquarters is in a bar, which is Donnie's property."

"I have five handguns, but I can't tell you the models. I'm just a black market dealer," the black boss said, shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands.

After saying this, he was afraid that Chang Ning wouldn't remember it, so he thoughtfully wrote it down on a small piece of paper.

Chang Ning was already quite satisfied with the information he received from the Black boss, considering he had only paid $500. He was very pleased with the ratio of effort to reward.

"OK, I'm very satisfied with your intelligence."

Give me the money now, and that car by the door is yours.

Chang Ning pushed the car keys in front of the black boss, and then watched as the other man took out a wad of loose bills from his pocket and began counting the money one by one.

When a wad of change was handed to him, Chang Ning pushed the money back.

"The amount of money is wrong. There must be more than five hundred."

The black man didn't hide from him when counting the money; the wad of cash in front of Chang Ning was at least a thousand US dollars.

"Consider the extra money as making friends."

As you can probably tell, I not only sell miscellaneous items here, but intelligence is also part of my business.

Buddy, I can tell you're a first-timer here and quite skilled.

People like you often represent huge business opportunities, and I hope we'll have the opportunity to cooperate in the future.

The gaunt Black boss looked at Chang Ning with intense desire in his eyes—a morbid craving for money.

Chang Ning understands the psychology of this kind of person. Their desire for money is like that of a hunting dog on the grassland eyeing a lone antelope, wishing they could devour it completely and suck its marrow dry!

Chang Ning instinctively wanted to stay away from this kind of intelligence broker, because who knew if the other party would sell him out for US dollars?

Just like this time, the other party easily told him the information about "Zero Hour".

"There will be a chance."

Chang Ning left the black shop owner's grocery stall without looking back after saying those words.

"If Zero finds out we sold information about them, drunkard Donnie will definitely cause us trouble!"

The black boss's henchman said worriedly, "I don't want to be targeted by that pervert Donnie."

Especially when he thought about Donnie's reputation in the underworld, the black boss's underlings felt a dull ache in his anus.

"Don't worry, that gay sadist Donnie won't have a chance to get revenge on us."

As the black boss watched Chang Ning's departing figure disappear into the crowd, he turned to his underling and spoke slowly.

Even if that Asian guy can't handle Donnie, another group will take care of the rest.

There are plenty of people eyeing "Zero Point," and the previous Asian man was just an extra.

As a somewhat well-known intelligence broker, it's essential to keep track of every little thing happening in any industry; this is a basic requirement.

He aspires to be an intelligence merchant; a small grocery stall is not the place for him.

Villas, young models, cash, and fine wine are the life he deserves; the FBI, CIA, and major military, political, and business groups are the clients he keeps in touch with.

The Black boss had a feeling that the Asian woman would surprise him.

Even if that Asian guy gets killed in the end, it doesn't matter, he's just an Asian guy.

"Have someone keep an eye on Donnie; it's all money!"

"I'll do it right away."

The subordinate received orders from the boss and hurriedly left.

After leaving the black intelligence dealer, Chang Ning headed towards the group of burly men.

From a distance, Chang Ning could tell that the men were very muscular, but upon closer inspection, he realized he had underestimated them.

The dimensions of those arms and legs are so impressive, who would believe it wasn't achieved with advanced technology!
The exposed skin was covered with various patterns, which looked like the marks of a gang.

"Hey kid, what are you looking at?"

A burly man noticed Chang Ning looking them over and asked with a stern face and an unfriendly tone.