"No, no... I am truly flattered and startled."
The team leader forced a fawning smile: "I'll mobilize all the armed forces personnel to follow your orders. But... Mr. Heseg, where should we start?"
"It happened suddenly, and I had only just received the information."
"It is said that... the location of that gang fight was a bar called Drunken Dream World."
Have you heard of it?
To be honest, Heseg really wanted to fuck the board and their whole family to death—it was just a piece of information with no certainty, the kind that was obtained from the common people, and the higher-ups made him, the commander, like a lapdog, wagging his tail and running wherever his master told him to go, and he ended up in this kind of... low-level area full of mentally challenged people.
What infuriates him most is that he simply cannot refuse; if he says no, his entire family will die.
Soon, the report that the team leader had found was transmitted from the shared terminal—what appeared before his eyes was a real photo of a reception hall with extremely tacky decor, along with a series of background introductions.
Heseg glanced at it briefly and immediately frowned.
A sadomasochistic themed bar?
The team leader looked completely bewildered, instinctively shaking his head, thinking to himself: You saw it and you're still asking me?
Heseg quickly finished reading the documents, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, as if trying to retract the yang energy that had been frightened out.
Then he squeezed out a sound through his teeth.
"Stop fucking spacing out, just go here."
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