American Comics: Tales of Cultivator

**Chapter 143: Enemies in the Dark, An Encounter at the Airport**

"Sir, it has been confirmed. The target has booked a flight departing tomorrow morning for Nice Airport in France!"

Thirty miles off New York Beach, a black warship flying the Federal Navy flag was anchored on the Sea Surface.

Apart from the Navy flag, there were no other markings on this warship, and no ship name was visible on its sides.

Inside the captain's cabin, an Elder wearing a black overcoat was hunched over, holding a chess piece and conducting a Military Wargaming exercise on the chessboard.

Hearing the report from his Subordinate Soldier, the Elder, whose hair and beard were completely white, casually pressed the chess piece in his hand onto the chessboard.

"Have Marcus's Whereabouts been found?"

"We implanted locators inside the bodies of the Decoys we sent out,"

"Currently, based on where these Decoys were sent, we've identified three suspicious locations. One is the Manor where the target resides, another is a Nightclub he frequently visits, and the third is a Small Town currently under construction..."

The young military officer, wearing a Federal Army uniform but without shoulder boards or unit insignia, reported back to the Elder.

The grey-bearded Elder asked, "How many people do we have in New York right now?"

The military officer replied without the slightest hesitation, "If we don't involve the bureau's Investigators, we can only mobilize two Armed Special Service Squadrons in New York, totaling around 470 people!"

"There's no need to alarm the bureau. I don't want that annoying Red-Skinned Monkey interfering with my business.

I'll handle my own son myself!" The Elder gave the military officer a look.

The military officer immediately understood, stood at attention, saluted, and said, "Yes, Sir!"

"Divide the two Special Service Squadrons into three groups and simultaneously raid the three target locations.

Additionally, arrange a group of people in Monaco to permanently keep this Asian, who is disrupting the order of New York's Underworld, there!"

Thinking that after Victor's death, he might never find the Whereabouts of his other son, William.

Picking up a chess piece, the grey-bearded Elder slammed it heavily onto the table with a *snap*.

"Yes, Sir!"

After receiving the order, the military officer left the captain's cabin.

.........

The Principality of Monaco, with its Capital Monaco, is located in southwestern Europe, surrounded by France on three sides and bordered by the Mediterranean Sea to the south.

A Small Country with a total Area of 2.08 square kilometers, its total population does not exceed 40,000, with less than 10,000 being Monaco nationals.

Monaco's land area is small, and the government adopts a diversified, high value-added, and pollution-free economic development policy.

Tourism is one of the pillar Industries, and Monaco is a famous tourist destination in Europe.

Unlike other Countries, this Small Country of Monaco does not have its own large Airport.

The only Monte Carlo Heliport is Monaco's sole Heliport.

This Heliport provides regular flights to Nice Airport in France, like a bus service, with a flight approximately every twenty minutes.

However, during this period, due to the Antique Car Competition, tourism to Monaco has increased by nearly three times, so the helicopter schedule has also been adjusted from one every twenty minutes to one every five minutes.

At Nice Airport in France, the Helicopter Waiting Room for flights to Monaco was almost packed with people, with not even a Seat available.

Dominic Toretto, relying on his Strong Body, managed to muscle his way to secure two Seats in the Waiting Room for his girlfriend and sister, while he stood in front of them like a wall, holding the Boarding Pass.

Time passed little by little. The Helicopters on the Helipad Outside came and went, went and came, but the people waiting in line seemed not to decrease at all.

"You two wait here first, I'll go see if there's any Food..."

Dominic Toretto lowered his Head and said to his girlfriend Letty and sister Mia. After speaking, he walked towards the Restaurant selling Food not far away.

"Mia, I'll go check on Dominic Toretto!"

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Letty saw that her boyfriend hadn't returned, so she said something to Mia and got up to go to the Restaurant.

A somewhat bored Mia turned her Head to look behind her. The dense crowd surprised her a little.

"Why are there so many people here? Not even the discount stores on Black Friday are this crazy!"

"It's all because of that super Tycoon's fame and the allure of twenty million US Dollars. Of course, some people might also want to see that high and mighty Iron Man fall from high up!"

A Voice came from behind Mia. Mia turned her Head, wanting to see who had replied to her.

When she turned around, she saw a disheveled Russian Big man dressed like a mechanic, wearing a Baseball Cap.

He was sitting on the Waiting Room Sofa behind Mia, a Lollipop in his mouth, turning his Head to look towards Mia. The Tattoos covering his arms and Neck were particularly eye-catching.

"Hello, I'm Mia Toretto, from Los Angeles!"

Mia actively extended her hand. The Russian Big man opposite her hesitated for a moment before extending his own hand.

"Ivan Vanko! From that Ghost place called Siberia!"

Just like on his Neck and arms, Ivan Vanko also had some abstract Tattoos on his hands, with black numbers representing some kind of lucky symbol tattooed on his finger knuckles.

Before Ivan Vanko's hand could meet Mia's, an irritable Voice stopped him.

"Hey! Listen to me, buddy! Your hands better stay away from my sister!"

Ivan Vanko raised his Head, looked at the large, bald, strong man with an unfriendly expression in front of him, and shrugged towards Mia:

"Your brother?! Looks like he doesn't have a very good temper!"

"Sorry, this is my brother Dominic Toretto!

He just cares about me too much!"

Mia, under Dominic Toretto's almost murderous glare, shook hands with Ivan Vanko.

"Looking at your clothes, are you a mechanic for this Antique Car Competition?"

Mia actively started chatting with Ivan Vanko.

"Yes, I'm good at some repair work..."

Ivan Vanko looked at Mia, then looked at Dominic Toretto standing there glaring menacingly, somewhat understanding, and stirred the Lollipop in his mouth.

"Are you guys Racers here for the Antique Car Competition?"

Mia proudly introduced her brother: "Yes, my brother is. He's the best Racer in the world, Mr. Vanko. This is our first time coming to Monaco for the competition. Are there any things we should be aware of here?"

"Things to be aware of, let me think," Ivan Vanko tapped his Forehead and said, looking at Mia:

"Little Beauty, my advice is, if I were you guys, I wouldn't participate in this racing competition!"

"What do you mean? Are you looking for Trouble?"

Dominic Toretto put down the Tray in his hand and was about to step forward to teach this Russian Man in front of him a lesson.

Mia quickly pulled back Dominic Toretto.

"Ding..."

In the Waiting Room, a notification sound rang out. Ivan Vanko grabbed the Bag at his Foot and immediately stood up.

With his tall build, in terms of physical strength, he didn't seem inferior to Dominic Toretto at all.

"Goodbye, Little Beauty, my plane is here. If you're not afraid of Trouble, then I'll see you in Monaco! Maybe you'll witness the fall of a Giant! The Iron Bird circling in the sky crashing to the ground!"

Slinging the Backpack, which looked very heavy, onto his shoulder, Ivan Vanko said goodbye to Mia and walked directly towards the Helicopter Helipad Outside.

"What did he mean by that?" Mia looked at Ivan Vanko's back, feeling like he had implied something more.

"Just some eccentric guy. Listen to me, Mia, people like that just want to attract women's attention this way. Stay away from people like him in the future!"

Dominic Toretto muttered towards Mia.

It was completely impossible to tell that this was a street tough guy who usually liked to use Baseball Bats and Steel Pipes to break people's Heads!

"Did I miss something?"

Letty walked over, carrying three portions of Snacks similar to Fried Wonton.

"No, it's just, you know, Letty, my brother doesn't like me talking to strangers!"

Mia complained to Letty, feeling a bit helpless.

Letty smiled, put down the Tray, and reached out to hug Dominic Toretto's arm, who was still angry.

"Dominic Toretto, I know you love Mia, but she's not a Child anymore. She needs to have her own Life and will meet Men she likes. You need to learn to let go!"

"I know, but that jerk just now clearly wasn't a good person!" Dominic Toretto waved his Fists, making motions as if to hit someone.

Letty stood on her tiptoes and gave him a light kiss on his face, comforting him.

Dominic Toretto immediately hugged her...

"Ahem, I think you guys should consider me..."

Mia helplessly grabbed a Snack from the side, eating it while wide-eyed, watching the two kissing passionately.

A moment later, as more and more Passengers looked over, Dominic Toretto finally let go of Letty.

(end of chapter)