American Comics: Tales of Cultivator

Chapter 141: Big Dog's Nose, Ding Qing Dies

After finishing lunch, Tang Song sent Mariko Yashida back to the hotel where the Yashida Corporation group was staying.

When they saw Mariko Yashida getting out of Tang Song's car, Yukio, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward and shielded Mariko Yashida behind her, glaring fiercely at Tang Song with the look of a wolfdog protecting its master.

Many Yashida Corporation executives and accompanying personnel for Mariko Yashida's trip to New York each lowered their eyes, but their occasionally raised gazes constantly shifted between Tang Song and Mariko Yashida.

Guessing Tang Song's identity, and calculating which party they could sell the information about Mariko Yashida not returning last night and being sent back by a strange man to for the greatest profit.

However, Mariko Yashida acted gracefully and naturally. In front of everyone, she shook hands with Tang Song and said goodbye: "Mr. Tang, I'm flying back to Tokyo tonight. Yukio still needs to stay in the Federation to search for Logan's whereabouts. I hope you can help her out!"

"No problem. I'll do as I promised. I've already had my people look for him. As long as Logan is in the Federation, there should be news soon!"

.........

"Achoo!"

At this moment, in a logging camp in a deep mountain forest in Canada, a scruffy-bearded strong man was sitting on a pile of logs, gulping down a can of beer, and suddenly sneezed for no reason!

.........

"Boss!"

Tang Manor. Tang Song's sports car had just stopped at the Manor entrance.

A Bodyguard jogged forward, and after saluting him, took the car key from his hand and parked the car in the Manor's garage.

As Tang Song walked into the Manor, Lawson, the Bodyguard captain in charge of the Manor's outer Security, came up to greet him, his expression was somewhat solemn.

"Boss! The guest you invited has arrived! I've arranged for him to be somewhere else!"

"What's going on?" Tang Song stopped, turned his head and asked Lawson.

Lawson was considered an Elder who had been with him for a long time. He had been following him since he started the counterfeit money business and had always been very reliable.

Otherwise, Tang Song wouldn't have entrusted him with the Manor's Security.

"During the routine Security Check, Big Dog smelled Trinitrotoluene on that guest!"

"Hmm?!" Tang Song's gaze instantly changed, his eyes revealing a cold killing intent.

The so-called Trinitrotoluene is most widely used and known in the field of explosives, TNT Explosives.

"Have you searched him?"

Lawson shook his head slightly and said: "We searched him, no weapons were found. But you should know Big Dog's sense of smell..."

Rustle, rustle. Tang Song twirled the White Bone Prayer Beads in his hand. The so-called Big Dogs were Werewolves handpicked by Lucien for their most acute sense of smell.

These Werewolves served as Lucien's pledge of allegiance upon joining Tang Song's small group. They could be said to be Elites, one in a hundred.

Especially this batch sent to the Manor, they are all Werewolf Warriors enhanced by Perfect Blood. Their sense of smell is more than ten times more sensitive than that of trained police dogs.

Tang Song naturally trusted their sense of smell.

"Revealing the dagger behind the map. They're trying the Jing Ke assassination trick on me!"

Tang Song said, laughing, but there was no smile in his eyes. His expression was a forced smile, which made Lawson, standing beside him, quickly lower his head.

He knew that whenever the Boss showed this expression, someone was definitely going to have bad luck! "Where is he?" Tang Song asked.

Lawson quickly raised his head and replied: "I said you weren't at the Manor and had someone take him to a nearby Territory. Boss, do you think we should..."

Lawson made a throat-slitting motion on his neck.

"Restrain him and search him thoroughly. If there's really something, you deal with it as you see fit!"

"Yes, Boss!"

.........

"Damn, where is Boss Tang? It's almost three o'clock. Do your New York gangs have no concept of time?"

A Bar located about half an hour's drive from Tang Manor.

Ding Qing sat at the Bar Counter, unable to resist slamming a glass of Tequila heavily onto the Bar Counter table.

As he took this drink, Ding Qing's gaze swept across the bar. Distributed throughout the bar, sitting and standing, were all Big men in black suits with bulging waistbands. His heart skipped a beat, and his hand couldn't help but want to reach for his abdomen.

However, he forcefully restrained himself.

Ding-a-ling! At this moment, the wind chime on the Bar door rang, followed by the sound of the door being pushed open.

Ding Qing subconsciously turned his head. When he saw Lawson's figure, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Under Ding Qing's gaze, Lawson walked directly to his side.

"Mr. Ding, our Chairman wants to see you. Please come with me! And this lady!"

Ding Qing stood up, and at the same time pulled over Li Xinyu, who was drowning her sorrows in alcohol, feeling hazy after several Mojitos.

Following behind Lawson, they walked towards the door.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, all the Big men in black suits in the bar followed suit.

After they all left, the entire Bar instantly became empty. Except for the bartender, there wasn't a single guest left.

The bartender let out a sigh of relief, pulled out the double-barreled Hunting Rifle placed under the Bar Counter, and hung it back on the wall.

Then he walked to the Bar door and flipped the 'Closed' sign back.

Ding Qing came out of the Bar Gate and saw three black cars parked at the Entrance.

Lawson stepped forward and pulled open a Car Door, signaling for Ding Qing and the other person to get in.

Ding Qing showed no fear and pulled Li Xinyu into the car.

Lawson got into the car where Ding Qing was, along with a black suit Bodyguard.

The black suit Gunmen who came out of the Bar got into the other two Cars.

......

"This doesn't seem to be going to Mr. Tang's residence?"

Ding Qing looked at the architecture passing by outside the car window, turned his head, his eyes fixed on Lawson opposite him, and asked.

"Our Boss is waiting for Chairman Ding at the Dock!"

Lawson said with a cold, expressionless poker face.

Ding Qing stared at Lawson's face for a long time without seeing any flaws. Only then did he slowly loosen his clenched back teeth.

Ding Qing leaned back on the car's leather seat, his tongue licking his back teeth, where there was a newly implanted false tooth.

As long as he applied force, bit through that false tooth, the medicine powder inside would spill out.

This medicine powder wasn't some highly poisonous medicine, but something that could stimulate the human central nerves, making one's heart beat faster. As long as his heart rate exceeded a certain frequency,

it would detonate the explosives inside his body.

Then this entire car, and even the area within a dozen meters, would be blasted to shattered with a bang.

However, this human bomb of his was prepared to kill Zi Cheng's people, so he naturally wouldn't waste it easily on a bodyguard.

Ding Qing leaned by the window, watching the scenery outside the car window constantly receding, somewhat lost in thought.

......

The three cars quickly arrived at the Beach.

"Get out of the car! Chairman Ding!"

Lawson gestured towards Ding Qing.

Ding Qing looked through the Car Window at the somewhat desolate beach. It was near dusk. Except for a few small boats in the distance, looking around, there was no one around; it was completely empty.

Ding Qing's heart immediately sank. However, the glimmer of hope in his heart still made him pull open the Car Door and get out.

Just as he got out of the car, two black suit Bodyguards stepped forward, twisted his arms behind his back, and pressed him down onto the ground.

"What do you want to do? Boss Tang was the one who asked me to come to New York to see him. I want to see him! I want to see Boss Tang!"

Ding Qing struggled, trying to get up. Even though he struggled desperately, the hands of the two black suit Bodyguards twisting his arms didn't budge at all.

He only felt as if two bent steel pipes were locked onto his arms...

Lawson got out of the car, walked in front of Ding Qing, without saying a word, just nodded towards the black suit Big man beside him.

The black suit Big man walked in front of Ding Qing. Under Ding Qing's confused gaze, he squatted down, stretched out his head, and sniffed him.

"It's Trinitrotoluene, no doubt. It's inside his body!"

After sniffing around Ding Qing, he stood up and said to Lawson with certainty.

His words, however, made Ding Qing feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Lawson looked at Ding Qing's face, which instantly turned pale, narrowed his eyes, and gestured towards the gunman beside him.

Click! Click!

A black suit Gunman walked behind Ding Qing, pulled out his gun, chambering a round, and aimed at the back of Ding Qing's head.

"Damn, Zi Cheng, you Bastard, Big Brother is coming to find you!"

Ding Qing turned his head and glanced at the sea surface illuminated by the setting sun. The masseter muscle in his cheek moved, about to bite down on that false tooth.

Snap! Lawson, who had been staring at his expression, suddenly stepped forward, gripped with his large hand, and directly dislocated Ding Qing's jaw.

"The bomb inside his body should be some kind of trigger device. Tie him and that woman together. Get further away before shooting!"

...…

"Boom!"

A muffled sound. A thick water jet splashed up from the sea surface!

"Hey, Boss, the people are dealt with. It was a Human Bomb!"

Lawson looked at the splashing water on the sea surface, standing in front of the car door, reporting the situation to Boss Tang!

.........

"Okay! I understand! Once matters are handled, you can come back!"

The Reception Hall of Tang Manor.

Tang Song placed his mobile phone aside, and with a face full of smiles, picked up the teapot from the table and poured a cup of tea for the Elder in front of him, who wore glasses and looked somewhat frail.

"Excuse me, Professor Gu, business has been a bit busy. Where were we? Oh yes, your wife's illness!

Don't worry about this. Although Alzheimer's Disease is said to be a world terminal illness, my Laboratory has top-tier biology professors and brain research experts. Rest assured, she will definitely be cured..."

The Elder remained silent, his withered hands tightly gripping the teacup, waiting until Tang Song finished speaking.

He raised his head: "Mr. Tang, can you please let my daughter go?!"

"Hmm?!" The smile on Tang Song's face stiffened for a moment, but instantly returned to normal:

"Elder, what do you mean by that? Zi Yun was discovered by my entertainment company through a grassroots star search in South Korea. Seeing that she had a lot of potential, I signed a contract with her. I certainly didn't coerce her!"

Professor Gu lowered his head and looked at the green leaves in the teacup, as if answering Tang Song, and also as if recalling:

"When Zi Yun was very young, her mother and I found her on the Farm.

At that time, we had always wanted a child, but it never came true. Zi Yun's appearance, for us, was like a gift from heaven!

Later, I discovered that I seemed to have raised a monster. When she was little, the cows and lambs raised on the Farm would always die for no reason.

Speaking of which, I'm not afraid you'll laugh, I was very afraid once and thought about abandoning her many times. Later, her mother desperately stopped me. She told me that she was our own child, just a bit rebellious. As long as we loved her well, she would definitely get better! I wasn't as good as her, she truly loved Zi Yun as if she were her own biological child. Now she can't remember things clearly, but she still talks every day about needing to mend Zi Yun's clothes. When Zi Yun was young, every time she went out to play, her clothes would always get damaged, and she was always the one mending them...

Mr. Tang, if she were to regain consciousness and found out that I used our daughter to exchange for her recovery, I don't think she would forgive me!

I hope you can let me take my daughter back!"

Professor Gu raised his head,

In the eyes of this Elder who had taught for most of his life and raised cows for over a decade, Tang Song saw something called persistence.

Perhaps it was fatherly love!

Boss Tang, who had always been ruthless, was uncharacteristically silent for a moment.

"Alright, since that's the case, I won't hide it from you. Gu Zi Yun's brain was damaged when she was young. Her ability to survive until now can be said to be a medical miracle. Only I can save her!"

A hint of astonishment hung on Professor Gu's face. He had even prepared to die by crashing into something here if Tang Song didn't agree. He didn't expect such a result.

"Mr. Tang, are you telling the truth..."

Professor Gu, who was also Gu Zi Yun's adoptive father, his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

More than ten days ago, he completely lost contact with his daughter. He tried every method to find his daughter, mobilized all his connections, called the police, posted missing person notices. But his daughter was like she had vanished into thin air, without any information.

Just as he was about to despair, a group of foreigners came looking for him, saying they knew his daughter's whereabouts, and brought him to New York.

Brought him to this Manor.

But his daughter... how could it be?

"Mr. Tang, can I see Zi Yun!" Professor Gu said, enduring the grief in his heart.

"Of course, no problem!"

Tang Song pressed the button under the table. Soon a Maid walked in, bowing slightly to Tang Song and saying, "Sir!"

"Take this Elder to see Miss Gu!"

......…

"I'm an upright gentleman, why do I act like a big villain? Lane, do I look like a bad guy?"

In the Study, Tang Song sat by the window, looking at the pond full of lotus flowers outside. He propped up his legs, smoking a cigar, asking Lane, who was busy opposite him.

"Boss, there have been several funds transferred from Italy recently, and the batch of counterfeit money in Euros we forged also made a considerable profit. I need to launder these funds as quickly as possible, otherwise, we'll be targeted by the IRS! If you have time, you can help me deal with these procedures!"

Lane didn't even raise his head, saying to Boss Tang.

Tang Song rested his legs on the table, blowing smoke rings:

"I think we hired those professional accountants at a high price not to let them sit idle. Why don't you hand these tasks over to them!"

Lane finally raised his head, looking at the Boss in front of him who seemed unconcerned, suddenly felt an urge to quit: "Boss, this is the internal account. The liquid capital involved is as much as over a billion.

This includes the counterfeit money business and the 20% profit sent from Italy. Are you sure you want to hand this over to those accountants to do!?

You should know that once these account books fall into the hands of the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI), you are the principal offender. According to federal law, you'll probably have to stay in prison for three hundred years!"

"Then they'll have to be able to catch me first!"

Tang Song blew out a smoke ring, watching the white smoke turn into an arrow and shoot out of the window, landing on the Lake Surface. It actually rippled the water surface as if it were a physical object.

Crack!

"Uh! I'll go see how the father-daughter reunion is going?"

Tang Song turned his head, looked at the mouse Lane had crushed, laughed twice, uncharacteristically feeling guilty, and got up and walked towards the door.

(end of chapter)