Seiko Yamashita: "The evil aura within you is diminishing, and there's even a sense that it's turning from evil into good. This can only be explained by becoming even stronger."

Cao Kun gave a faint "hmm": "I guess so."

"You've really gotten stronger?"

The master has grown up so fast these past few years.

The Holy Son of the Mountain asked, "Master, what realm are you in now?"

Cao Kun: "You wouldn't understand even if I told you, but anyway, I can hang your master up and beat him."

The Holy Son of the Mountain looked astonished: "What level must that be? But why are you not happy at all?"

Cao Kun: "Don't ask so many questions. You should also focus on your cultivation and not be lazy."

Saint Son of the Mountain: "I haven't been slacking off. I cultivate every night, and I've already reached the fifth level of the Gathering Evil Realm."

Yes, the Holy Son of the Mountain has also made rapid progress in the past few years. With the help of the Gathering Evil Land and under the guidance of Cao Kun, he has reached the fifth rank of Gathering Evil in just a few years.

If this information were to spread at such a speed, it would surely shock many people.

Compared to Cao Kun's upgrade speed, it's completely insignificant.

Cao Kun: "That's not enough."

The Holy Son of the Mountain said with a bitter face, "My talent is limited, and I can't compare to you, Master."

"Master, do you have a way to improve cultivation talent?"

Cao Kun: "You're overthinking it."

Seiko Yamashita was somewhat disappointed. She changed the subject and reminded him, "Master, you said you're going out to film in April. So, what about this year's tax filing? Will you file on time, or apply for an extension until October?"

“Of course it’s postponed.” Cao Kun didn’t even consider it. “By the way, how much tax do I need to pay this year?”

Without even looking at the data, Seiko Yamashita blurted out, "Your total income last year was over $438.75 million. After our series of compliant tax avoidance measures, the taxes you need to pay have been reduced to just over 10%."

It's roughly around sixty million US dollars.

"Hmm." Cao Kun nodded.

They felt that earning just over $400 million last year was a bit slow.

While making movies can be profitable, the production cycle is too long.

The same applies to buying stocks of profitable companies; it requires a long wait.

"Expanding the Triangle Gang is imperative," Cao Kun decided.

After letting the Holy Son of the Mountain go about his business, Cao Kun flipped his hand, and a piece of dark wood appeared in his hand.

He began to make a token.

at night.

It's still under the same bridge as last time.

A tiny flame, flickering between light and shadow, stood out starkly in the darkness.

Hunter Lee sat quietly by the river, a cigarette between his fingers, gazing at the dark water with a relaxed air.

During this period, his life got better and better, his business became more and more successful, and his income increased.

Whenever he has a problem he can't handle, he only needs to make a call to Bart, the Los Angeles area manager of FbI, and it can be easily resolved.

Sometimes, when faced with a powerful enemy, and when it was inconvenient for Bart to act himself, he would ask his master for help.

Then, those enemies died silently.

Since entering society, this has been the most comfortable and enjoyable period of his life.

"Owner."

Upon hearing the deliberate footsteps of Cao Kun, Hunter Lee immediately stood up and bowed respectfully in greeting.

Cao Kun walked to the riverbank, stood with his hands behind his back, and asked, "How is the Triangle Gang doing now?"

Hunter Lee: "The Triangle Gang now controls 30% of the Los Angeles market."

Cao Kun: "Only 30%?"

Upon hearing this, Hunter Lee knew that Cao Kun was dissatisfied.

His sweat immediately broke out: "Master, Los Angeles is a battleground for all the major gangs."

They all have powerful figures behind them; to gain more market share, we need to fight them.

Cao Kun said calmly, "Then let's fight."

With that, he waved his hand, and a puppet landed on the ground, instantly transforming into a giant pumpkin-headed man over two meters tall.

It was Cao Kun's pumpkin-headed, silver-armored corpse.

Hunter Lee was startled when he saw the pumpkin head appear.

Whether it was the other party's strange appearance, huge body, or the powerful Yin energy on his body, they all gave him a great sense of oppression.

He sensed that he might not last three seconds against this thing.

Cao Kun: "I'm temporarily handing it over to you for command. It's not afraid of knives, guns, or explosions. As long as it's not blasted into pieces, it won't die."

If there's a problem that can't be solved, just let it run.

Unafraid of knives, guns, and explosions?

Hunter Lee looked shocked.

He thought he wouldn't last more than three seconds.

In retrospect, this was a complete overestimation of oneself.

It might not even last a second.

Cao Kun took out a token and handed it to Hunter-Lee: "With this token, you can temporarily control it."

Cao Kun taught Hunter Lee how to use the token, and Hunter Lee's eyes lit up as he listened.

A dozen minutes later, Cao Kun had already left, but Hunter-Lee was still there with the token, sometimes turning the pumpkin head into a doll, and sometimes into a silver-armored corpse.

If Pumpkin Head hadn't been a zombie, Hunter Lee would have died countless times by now.

After turning the pumpkin head into a doll once again, he picked up the doll and stopped trying.

"With this, taking over the entire Los Angeles market shouldn't be a problem."

Hunter Lee put away the pumpkin head doll and walked into the darkness.

Soon, a bloody storm swept through the underworld of Los Angeles.

Countless people died as a result, falling behind Pumpkin Head.

The Triangle Gang quickly seized more market share.

Moreover, in addition to their original business, they also ventured into other industries.

This was bound to provoke a backlash from other gangs, who amassed a large number of gunmen and firepower and launched multiple attacks against the Triangle Gang.

However, as one leader after another met a tragic end, such actions became increasingly rare.

They had no choice but to contact their powerful backers, hoping they could step in and resolve the issue.

But this will take time.

During this period, the Triangle Gang rapidly expanded its power and seized territory.

It was February 2001, and there was still a month or so before filming for Tomb Raider began. The underground war was still raging.

"Excuse me, are you Master Cao Kun?"

That day, a middle-aged man called Cao Kun's cell phone.

Cao Kun: "I am Cao Kun."

“That’s great.” The middle-aged man asked for help: “Master Cao Kun, hello. You can call me Knight. I am a producer.”

Our film crew is currently experiencing some supernatural events and needs your help.

Film crew?

Cao Kun hasn't received any requests for help from the production crew in a long time.

Cao Kun asked with some curiosity, "Which film crew?"

"The US faction," said the middle-aged man who identified himself as Knight.

"The US faction?" Cao Kun was taken aback.

This movie is a coming-of-age film.

If you don't go to any dangerous places, how could you encounter paranormal events?

Knight: "Yes, the second installment of the US-based film is currently in production."

Cao Kun became interested: "What happened to you?"

Knight: "We have staff members who were killed in their sleep."

"Killed in your sleep?"

Cao Kun immediately thought of that movie.