Wearing a $2,000 custom-made suit, his hair polished to make it smooth and shiny, and carrying a briefcase, Dole, who looked like a successful man, was walking anxiously.

From the fact that he frequently raised his left hand and stared at the watch on it to check the time, one could guess that he was waiting for someone.

And, this person is very important to him.

"Fuck, it's been ten minutes."

Dole kicked the air angrily, venting his dissatisfaction fiercely, without any of the composure and steadiness of a successful person.

Bang! A hand was placed on his shoulder from behind. The nervous Dole overreacted, waving his hands and jumping around.

"Who is it? Fuck you! Don't touch me."

Charlie, who wanted to give him a surprise, was frightened by his performance.

"Hi, Dole, it's me, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh my god...Charlie, I'm sorry, I was a little nervous, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine... How about you?"

Charlie had never seen him as nervous as he was now. It was because of work. "What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into?"

This was the only thing that made him so nervous.

And his strange behavior, Grand Central Station, they haven't been here for many years.

Whenever they travel, they go in a station wagon or have someone take them to the airport.

At Central Station, taking the train, he hated this the most, a waste of time.

"Let's not worry about this for now, okay? Charlie, I promise you, I will tell you everything after we leave..."

"Okay, time is running out, we have to get in the car quickly."

Out of trust over the years, Xia Li followed him even though she had countless questions in her mind.

At the same time, she did not realize what Dole meant by 'leaving'.

After safely boarding the train to Florida, the nervous Dole finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank God, he finally caught up.

Looking at the couple opposite, they were dressed casually and loosely with large luggage on top, clearly they were travelers on a long journey.

"Hi~"

"Hi!"

Both parties nodded and greeted each other. Dole put the briefcase in his hand at his feet, untied his tie and asked, "Xia Li, did you bring water?"

"I'm sorry, you were so nervous on the phone that I didn't have time to bring anything."

"It's okay, the conductor will be here soon."

At this moment, the lady sitting opposite took out an unopened bottle of water and said, "Here you go. It's new. Drink it first if you don't mind!"

Dole wanted to decline, but his throat was burning from nervousness and anxiety, so he couldn't refuse.

He nodded gratefully, unscrewed the lid and gulped down half the bottle.

Dole, who was about to suffocate, sighed happily: "Ah~ Thank you so much."

Handing the water to Xia Li beside him, Dor started chatting with the couple opposite. The two were also very kind and talkative. The relaxed atmosphere made Dor forget himself a little.

Until Xia Li, who was beside him, leaned against the window sill and murmured, "Dor, I'm a little sleepy..."

Dole said with concern: "Baby, you are just too nervous, take a nap first!"

But then, Dole found that his vision became blurred and his head felt dizzy.

"Damn it, I got caught."

Turning his head to look at the couple opposite, his kind smile was full of meaning, as if foreshadowing some terrible ending.

When Dole woke up again, he had already gotten off the train and returned to New York.

At this time, they were sitting in a car, driving to the other side of the bridge, "Who are you? What do you want to do? Do you know who I am?"

The stern-faced man driving the car said nothing. The car drove to the end, turned left, and stopped in front of an old warehouse along the empty river.

"Damn it, damn it, let me go, don't touch me, fuck..."

While struggling hard, Dole was dragged into the gate by two white men who came out of the warehouse.

"Where are you taking her? Hey, where are you taking her? You bastards, this is the United States, you can't do this to me."

"Don't get excited, Mr. Dole."

In the dead silent and empty warehouse, his own voice was no longer the only one he could hear. Dole took a deep breath and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"Pike, I think Mr. Dole should have heard of this name."

Pike walked up to him with a smile and came face to face with him, "Yes, yes, Iron-Fisted President, Chief Instructor, Pike."

Dole swallowed and tried to appear stronger.

He is Dole, Washington's top lobbyist.

No matter how top-notch lobbyists are, they can only live in the shadows, because once they are exposed to the sun, they will become worthless.

Those big shots will also be eager to get rid of them to avoid being covered in shit.

Chamber pots have been around since ancient times.

Thinking of the rumors about the other party, Dole's calves couldn't help but tremble.

Iron Fist, a security company that was established just one year ago.

However, he made a great name for himself in New York. As soon as he opened, he cleared the four streets near him and drove out all the gangsters.

A huge searchlight was set up on River Street, so that the bright daylight could be seen across the Hudson River at night.

And the M134 covered with camouflage cloth and mounted on the roof made everyone retreat.

God knows how they convinced the regulators to put this battlefield meat grinder on the roof.

Even if it is covered with a layer of camouflage cloth, it will not affect the deterrence and terrible lethality it brings.

Some people always say that the M134 is outdated and will gradually be phased out.

But in fact, the development of M134 has expanded to the navy, army and air force, and it can be seen on airplanes, kayaks, warships, air defense and armored vehicles.

Sometimes Taylor Swift may lose his mind and do some outrageous things, but he is definitely not a fool.

Multiple modules, arbitrary modification, universality and stability of such a powerful weapon of mass destruction, is it okay to leave it unused? "Mr. Dole, I think the rumors outside have made you misunderstand something."

"The Dominican gang members who were driven out of their territory don't think so."

And the prison business they're getting into, these guys have their hands in the most dangerous places.

You know, this is the scariest part.

Anyone who can put his hand into this plate is not a simple person.

Dole is not worried about the overt means. Gentlemen will always abide by the rules, and he can make gentlemen run around in circles like monkeys in a circus.

But the thugs...

No one knows if these psychopaths will suddenly pull out their guns and everything will be over.

"Okay, let him go."

After letting his men let go, Pike put his arm around Dole's shoulders, and with great difficulty they walked into the house together.

"Come on, let's talk and clear up the misunderstanding between us."

“…If it’s just to talk, I’m happy.”

Pike laughed heartily, patted him on the back and said, "Yeah, just talking."

Upon learning that Pike had found Dole, Li Zhenyu decided to leave for New York a day earlier.

He had to talk to the other person in person and ask him to clean up the shit he had done earlier.

He didn't want to lose Sanxin Commodities, an excellent asset, and he didn't want anyone to steal his wealth out of thin air.

Even if it's just on paper, it will make people unhappy.

Li Zhenyu is very unhappy now, especially when he thinks of Lee Jae-yong shaking the wine glass and smugly tasting the sweet fruit that was snatched from his hand.

"Hmm~"

Thinking of this, Li Zhenyu couldn't help but swing the club hard until he hit the hole in one.

(End of this chapter)