Hong Kong news: A million soldiers have been mobilized; Uncle Deng begs me to be the leader.

If not handled properly, it could become a significant problem.

Mark frowned slightly as he heard his subordinates' discussion.

He also knew that Chen Dao was probably not as easy to mess with as he had imagined.

but.

At this point, he was consumed by anger and couldn't care less about anything else.

Mark glared at his subordinates, and after everyone quieted down, he snorted coldly and said, "Fuck! That Chen Dao is just a gangster. So what if he's powerful? Does he dare to confront the United States head-on?"

He's just a thug. In front of us Americans, he's just an ant that can be crushed at any time. Since he's unwilling to cooperate, let him know the consequences of non-cooperation.

What good is being powerful in Hong Kong? He can only surrender to the United States!

Upon hearing Mark's words, all of his subordinates fell silent.

Mark said no more.

The remaining few people, still soaking wet, walked into the city, bought a new set of clothes, made a phone call, and then randomly found a hotel to stay in.

In the hotel.

Mark is on the phone.

"Let's get ready to make our move and teach Chen a lesson."

"Remember, this time we must show him how powerful the United States is!"

"No matter what method we use, we must make him regret his actions today."

Which end of the phone?

A man's voice came after Mark finished speaking, "Don't worry, he's just a gangster. Tonight, I'll make sure he remembers it."

hang up the phone.

Mark sneered, "I'll show you tonight what it means to be a force to be reckoned with, the United States."

All of Mark's subordinates had just overheard what he said on the phone.

The group felt less worried.

After Mark hung up the phone.

The subordinates then began to discuss it.

"I didn't expect George to come too. Chen Dao is doomed this time. He's never failed as a cleaner."

"I wonder how many people George brought with him. It's said that this Chen Dao is quite influential in Hong Kong, with tens of thousands of followers."

"They're just a few tens of thousands of gangsters. Do you think these guys can compare to special forces soldiers?"

"..."

Listening to the discussions among his subordinates.

Mark was also very confident.

To know.

George is a retired U.S. Navy SEAL.

After retiring, he became a cleaner who handled dirty work for the United States, arranged by the government.

Before coming here, Mark thought that Chen wouldn't be so easy to compromise, so he brought George along.

At this moment, he did not hesitate to touch George, which also made him feel that Chen Dao was definitely going to die this time.

joke?

George commands the most elite special forces soldiers.

Chen Dao and his gang of thugs were no match for the special forces soldiers.

Thinking.

He turned to his subordinates and said calmly, "Get some rest. Maybe this guy will come looking for us tomorrow."

"He'll find out tonight what happens when he refuses us."

……

at this time.

the other side,

Inside a secluded rented room.

George hung up the phone and addressed the dozen or so team members inside: "Get ready, we're starting tonight."

Hear the words.

The subordinates all nodded in agreement.

There was no trace of panic on their faces.

Although he knew that Chen Dao had a lot of influence in Hong Kong.

But in the eyes of these people, Chen Dao was nothing more than a gangster.

These men are true elites who have fought their way through battlefields and emerged from piles of corpses.

This also made them look down on Chen Dao's identity as a gangster.

among them.

A blond man, about 1.8 meters tall with a full beard, asked, "Are we going to kill Chen Dao this time?"

Upon hearing his subordinate's question, George thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No rush."

“Mark hasn’t gotten the technology yet. Although Chen Dao is a gangster, the technology he possesses is beyond imagination. Our goal is to force him to hand over this technology. He can’t die before that, understand?”

After listening to George's words.

The group nodded.

"Get ready to go."

The words fell.

George tucked a pistol into his waistband, then picked up a submachine gun from the table and was the first to leave the rented room.

A dozen or so team members, all fully armed, followed behind George.

They had just stepped out.

in the dark.

Several henchmen in black spotted them.

"There is a situation."

"Brother Tongzhi."

"Be careful……"

"..."

Just as these black-clad henchmen were about to call Chen Dao.

One of the team members had already silently appeared behind them...

A few minutes later.

"Mike." George frowned, looking at the blood-stained teammate in his hand. "What happened? What's wrong?"

Hear the words.

Mike waved his hand dismissively, "It's nothing, I was just targeted by a few bedbugs, but I've taken care of it."

After listening to what Mike had to say.

George couldn't help but frown.

For a while.

He snorted coldly, "It seems that this Chen Dao does have some influence in Hong Kong. Even though we were trying to hide, his men still managed to find us."

He paused, then added, "But what's the use? A gangster is still a gangster."

"Get ready for action."

George didn't think much of it and waved his hand.

The group got into the car.

Like phantoms in the night, they slowly made their way towards Chen Dao's territory.

In the car.

"Should we go directly to the tech company to find Chen Dao?" Mike asked.

George thought for a moment, then shook his head. "There are at least 300 henchmen around the tech company. If we just go to the tech company to find him, it will probably be very difficult to see Chen Dao."

The team members nodded in agreement.

At this time.