Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 388 - 387: Reunion with Little Ross

Chapter 388: Chapter 387: Reunion with Little Ross

In the room, Collins Brown and her two colleagues were so frightened that their faces turned pale. However, Miles O’Brien or Paisley Kirk and others weren’t that nervous. Having spent a lot of time with Yusuf Zuck and his crew, they had grown bolder.

"Boss, what do we do now?" Samuel Ross had knocked down the buzz-cut guy, and Grey Petty had taken down the man in the Tang suit. They then promptly pinned these two to the ground, rendering them immobile. The man in the Tang suit was grinding his teeth in fury, but he refrained from uttering any more threats.

"We’ll wait for their master to come," Yusuf Zuck squinted his eyes. Just a moment ago, he had sent out his telekinesis to do a quick scan outside and then saw two familiar faces. One was standing in the corridor, guarding the door of a private room, and the other was inside the private room, talking to a young man.

These two were none other than the little Ross and his bodyguard who had been looking for Ruth Wilcox a few days ago, and the man in the Tang suit and the buzz-cut guy were subordinates of the young man in the private room.

What a coincidence, little Ross was still in China. It seemed he hadn’t given up, and it was likely he still bore a grudge against me.

Jealousy was often the easiest thing to spark unnecessary disputes and could even lead to violent killings. And now Yusuf Zuck was embroiled in a jealousy tussle with little Ross. Given Ross’s prestigious status and wealth, how could he possibly let this go?

So, having encountered them and since they had taken the initiative to provoke him, he was ready for a showdown.

Moreover, the identity of the young man inside seemed to be quite substantial. Even from the pompous demeanor of the man in the Tang suit, it was obvious that the young man was someone of significance.

"This... this... this thing is really freaking effective. I’ve got to get myself one," said Wu Mao as he took the stun baton from Samuel Ross, crouched down, and jabbed it fiercely into the man in the Tang suit: "Yell... yell... That’s for showing off!" He was ruthless. Even with the man already lying on the ground, he kept on zapping him with the stun baton.

"Is that enough for today? We’ve pretty much finished eating, right?" suggested Miles O’Brien, proposing it was time to settle the bill and leave before stirring up more trouble.

"So, what do you think, ladies? Have you all finished eating?" Yusuf Zuck asked with a smile.

"Yes, we’re done," everyone nodded in unison, eager to leave the place as soon as possible.

"All right, then you guys head back," he said. "Wu Mao, Er Shui, Uriel Arellano, Wen Shuai, Memphis Blackwell, you all go together. I’ll stay here with Samuel Ross and the others to deal with this situation. We can’t just leave after hitting someone, or we’ll end up in a legal mess. But don’t worry, we’ll leave as soon as things are handled."

"Alright, ladies, looks like I’m on bodyguard duty then, let’s go," Jerome Hart chuckled, gesturing for everyone to leave together.

Anais Dillon lagged behind for a moment. As everyone started moving toward the exit, he approached Yusuf Zuck and whispered, "Do you need me?"

"Don’t head home yet. Park the car somewhere downstairs where nobody can see it, then wait for me."

"Got it, I’ll wait for you downstairs. Stay safe," Anais Dillon nodded. He had already negotiated his pay with Yusuf Zuck during dinner: a base salary of six million a year, with him and his wife on call at all times for various investigations. They were free in normal times, but whenever Yusuf Zuck needed them, they had to be ready for action as quickly as possible.

Plus, Yusuf Zuck had mentioned that they might have to go to Zhonghai tomorrow to check on a certain family. Having agreed to this as well, Anais Dillon was pleased.

Investigating a few individuals for a yearly salary of six million, which was more than what some corporate executives made. This six million could be withdrawn anytime or taken as a monthly payment.

Of course, this salary did not include various bonuses and benefits which were awarded every quarter and year. If they performed exceptionally during their duties or handled unexpected events well, they would be rewarded additionally.

Everyone who should leave had gone, except for Samuel Ross, Zhuzi and Grey Petty who stayed behind.

Shortly after the group left, the door of the neighboring private room also opened. Little Ross and the young man came out, smiling.

"Where are my men?" the young man looked towards Ross’s bodyguard and asked.

The bodyguard pointed towards Yusuf Zuck’s private room and said in English, "They went in and never came back out. But the people inside must have left, right?" The bodyguard took no responsibility; having witnessed the fate of the man in the Tang suit and the buzz-cut guy, he’d not even bothered to notify anyone of their plight.

"What? They still haven’t come out?" The young man’s eyes nearly popped out of his head upon hearing the white bodyguard’s words. It had been nearly half a day, and the two people he had sent out were still not out of the next room? Could they have gotten drunk or what?

The young man hurried toward Yusuf Zuck’s private room, while Samuel Ross also looked curious, walking forward and asking the bodyguard what had happened.

The young man angrily pushed open the door to Yusuf Zuck’s private room, only to see the man in traditional attire and the buzz-cut lying on the floor, eyes rolled back.

"Motherf-." Seeing this scene, the young man was almost furious to death. In this city, someone had actually taken down his men?

Ross followed in shortly after, first glancing at the two men lying on the floor, then sweeping his gaze around the room, before finally resting his eyes on Yusuf Zuck.

He was taken aback for a moment, but then he laughed.

Yusuf Zuck laughed too, wiping his hands and standing up to look at the young man, "Are you the owner of these two dogs?"

"Motherf-, who the hell are you to be so arrogant?" The young man was seething with anger. There were not many in this city who dared to be so arrogant with him.

Hearing the young man’s words, Yusuf Zuck just shook his head. This young man clearly looked like he was not to be trifled with, probably having no small background.

But Yusuf Zuck didn’t care whether his background was big or small. Instead, after thinking for a moment, he turned to Samuel Ross saying, "Ross, I heard you’re Ruth Wilcox’s classmate. In principle, my wife and I should invite you for a meal since you’ve come to the capital, but I’ve been really busy lately, and I’m afraid I won’t have time in the next few days. So, how about this, I’ll take care of the bill today, consider it my treat to you."

"What do you mean, you know each other?" The young man was stupefied, his esteemed guest Ross actually knew this man?

Samuel Ross just laughed and shook his head, "There have been many people in China who have offered to treat me to a meal, but today’s bill has already been taken care of by someone, so there’s no trouble for Mr. Yusuf Zuck. Young Master Yang, let’s go."

The young man’s surname was Yang, and he sensed the tension in the conversation between Yusuf Zuck and Ross, so he raised his eyebrows again, wondering, this man doesn’t get along with Ross?

"You are called Yusuf Zuck? Fine, I’ve made a note of you. Also, we’re not finished with today’s incident. When I find the time, I’ll have a word with you about it." Young Master Yang didn’t say anything more threatening. Since this man dared to challenge Ross and had such an air about him, his background might also be significant. He decided to probe deeper before taking any action, so as to not cause trouble for his family.

He didn’t pay any more attention to the man in the traditional attire or the buzz-cut and turned around to leave with Samuel Ross.

Yusuf Zuck also stepped over the man in traditional attire and the buzz-cut, leading Samuel Ross, Wen Shuai, and Grey Petty downstairs.

Upon reaching the ground floor, Samuel Ross and Young Master Yang boarded a small van and then sped away.

After watching the van drive off, Yusuf Zuck quickly walked to a corner, heading to the car where Anais Dillon and Mary Berger, the couple, were waiting.

"See that van? Follow it. Then help me find out the identity of the young man wearing the orange outfit inside," Yusuf Zuck had asked this couple to wait downstairs because he had a mission for them; he had already planned this while upstairs.

"Roger that, off to work, wife!" Anais Dillon chuckled.

"Tomorrow, send your account details to your sister-in-law’s phone, and I’ll give you the money to buy a car. This car you have isn’t practical for tailing, alright? The car money doesn’t count towards your annual salary; it’s a bonus. Whatever car you like, buy it!" Yusuf Zuck patted Anais Dillon’s car hood and then turned to get into his own car.

Anais Dillon and Mary Berger were both stunned and couldn’t believe it—they were getting new gear already?

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Sixth update.