Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 85 - 85 85 Travelers on a Stormy Night

85: Chapter 85: Travelers on a Stormy Night 85: Chapter 85: Travelers on a Stormy Night “Why do you ask?” Mia was utterly baffled.

Ruth Wilcox suddenly asked that question out of the blue.

“I’m just asking…if it’s still there…” Ruth Wilcox said, her face reddening.

“Nonsense, of course it’s still there,” Mia replied, widening her eyes.

“This is the most important thing for a woman; how could I just lose it?”

“What does it look like?

Show me…

”

“Pfft…” Mia nearly choked on Ruth Wilcox’s words.

She wasn’t usually like this—she liked to joke around, but it was always just in fun, and always sparingly.

How could she possibly show that thing to someone else?

Besides, it was far too embarrassing.

“Don’t you have one too?

Why do you want to see mine?

But…no, that’s not right, that’s not right.

Has yours disappeared?” Mia suddenly sprang into action, her eyes widening.

“Something happened in Shanghai…” Ruth Wilcox spoke like a child who had done something wrong, choosing words that spared her embarrassment.

Of course, she didn’t mention that Yusuf Zuck had turned her underwear inside out.

She omitted the details and just said that Yusuf Zuck had saved her.

“Fuck, let’s hurry upstairs.

I’ll take a look…” Mia pulled Ruth Wilcox and ran upstairs.

Ruth Wilcox bit her lower lip, mechanically following her up.

…

Half an hour later, the two of them lay flat on the bed, drenched in sweat.

Mia said with relief, “Thank goodness it’s still there.

What a bastard that Tyler Nash is; how could the Nash family produce such a freak?”

“But we really owe it to Yusuf Zuck, yeah, Yusuf Zuck didn’t mention it.

I’m starting to worship him.

He’s a real man, doesn’t take advantage of a crisis, and although he can be vulgar sometimes, he really isn’t a mean person!”

“Yeah, but I’m also puzzled, Yusuf Zuck claimed he broke Tyler Nash’s leg, but why hasn’t the Nash family come after him?

He said he’d handled it—I’m very curious how he did,” Ruth Wilcox said, her face full of confusion, because it had been quite a few days and there had been no stir from the Nash family, which was not their style at all.

“Hey, I’m telling you, your Yusuf Zuck is no simple guy,” Mia retorted, smirking.

“Don’t be fooled by his carefree attitude, but the kung fu he has is not something ordinary people possess.

Plus, haven’t you noticed the pride that’s inherent in his bones?

That kind of pride isn’t something ordinary men have.”

“Oh…” Ruth Wilcox murmured softly.

She hadn’t told Mia that Yusuf Zuck could practice medicine, nor the fact that he’d become a millionaire overnight.

But Mia was right—Yusuf Zuck was truly extraordinary.

Beneath his jovial facade lay too many secrets.

“It’s been over half an hour, right?

Why hasn’t he come back yet?

Call him and ask…” Mia got up, took her phone, and dialed Yusuf Zuck’s number.

The phone rang once before it was picked up, and Yusuf Zuck spoke first, “My lady, there’s been a car accident up ahead and I’ve been stuck in traffic.

Just wait a bit longer; my phone’s battery is dying…beep beep—” Before Mia could speak, Yusuf Zuck had already hung up.

“That’s it, no braised pork for us; he’s stuck in traffic…” Mia said gloomily.

“We’ve got instant noodles.

Do you want to eat something for now?” Ruth Wilcox suggested.

“No, I’ll wait for his braised pork and barbecue.

I want to see when the hell he’s going to get back…”

…

Meanwhile, at that moment, Yusuf Zuck had already met up with Samuel Ross and Benedict Cooke, with the two cars speeding through the rainy night.

Benedict Cooke was driving the Buick minivan alone, while Samuel Ross sat in the passenger seat of Yusuf Zuck’s car, smoking, and asked, “What do you plan to do?”

“Find out where Dao Ge lives, and go see him tonight.” Yusuf Zuck had everything planned.

After all, the root of the problem was with Dao Ge.

Only by dealing with Dao Ge could their past grievances be settled.

“And then?” Samuel Ross asked.

“And then?” Yusuf Zuck thought for a moment, “Subdue with words before action!”

“Action?

Cripple him?

Or even kill him?” Samuel Ross laughed as he spoke.

“What?

Is that not possible?” Yusuf Zuck saw a mocking smile in Samuel Ross’ laughter, so he tilted his head and glanced at him.

“Let’s not even discuss whether you can find Brother Dao; even if you do, do you think he doesn’t have experts by his side?

He’s one of the big shots in the capital, and having offended many, he always has top fighters in his company,” Samuel Ross said.

“Moreover, even if you manage to take down his bodyguards, what will you do then, cripple him?

The consequences of crippling him are that he’ll retaliate like mad.

His financial resources are such that he could have you killed ten thousand times over.

And if you don’t cripple him but kill him, then you become a murderer.

So, have you really decided to do that?”

“Then do you have a better idea?” Yusuf Zuck laughed and asked.

Samuel Ross narrowed his eyes and his expression suddenly darkened, “My advice is to kill Otis Quinn!”

“Why?” Yusuf Zuck asked calmly.

Samuel Ross spoke in a heavy voice, “With Otis Quinn dead, it proves we are desperados.

If he wants to target us again, he’ll have to consider whether we might fight like cornered animals.”

“We don’t have the power to confront Brother Dao head-on, so we can only use this approach to shock him into realizing that we three pawns who have crossed the river are actually three mad dogs.”

“Hmm, and then the three of us become wanted criminals, hunted the world over.

Brother Dao won’t have to lift a finger; the three of us will be doomed!”

“Hehe.” Samuel Ross glanced at Yusuf Zuck and chuckled, “According to the relevant laws, a missing person is just recorded in the register.

If no one can find him personally, they can’t confirm whether he’s dead or not.

This kind of thing happens frequently in the capital.”

“Happens frequently?” Yusuf Zuck looked at Samuel Ross, surprised.

He understood what Samuel Ross meant – making Otis Quinn disappear without a trace, even disposing of the body so there’d be no proof whether he was dead or alive, meaning the police could at most treat it as a missing person case.

Samuel Ross shrugged, “I’ve heard some rumors about this – some people have grinders and farms…”

Yusuf Zuck took a deep breath, grinders and farms?

Were they talking about turning the body into mincemeat and then feeding it to dogs or pigs?

“So, what do you think?

Are you in or out?

Benedict Cooke and I are ready to go.

When the time comes, you help us subdue Otis Quinn quickly, and Benedict Cooke and I will do the job!” Samuel Ross had laid it all on the line.

If he wanted to make it in the capital, to not be played to death by the adversary, he’d have to strike a preemptive blow to establish his reputation, and Otis Quinn was their stepping stone.

“You’re only responsible for leading the way.

Just tell me where Otis Quinn lives; I have my plans for the rest.” Yusuf Zuck did not give Samuel Ross a definitive answer.

How could he commit murder unless it was absolutely necessary?

Once someone was murdered, the nature of everything changed!

Moreover, even if he decided to kill, he wouldn’t go along with Samuel Ross and Benedict Cooke to do it.

Murder should be done quietly by one person, with no one the wiser.

The moment Samuel Ross and Benedict Cooke got involved, that would be giving them leverage over him.

Also, if either Samuel Ross or Benedict Cooke got ‘locked up,’ the others would surely not escape either.

Of course, the main reason was that Yusuf Zuck, Samuel Ross, and Benedict Cooke had not yet established a life-or-death alliance among themselves.

He didn’t understand Samuel Ross’ or Benedict Cooke’s pasts, so he couldn’t possibly entrust his life to them after one deep interaction.

That was not his style; he is someone who plans three steps ahead, not taking action without absolute certainty.

Samuel Ross sighed softly in his heart, stared at Yusuf Zuck for a few seconds in silence, and then stopped speaking.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a high-end residential district.

Yusuf Zuck parked the car on a street far opposite the complex and then got out alone, braving the wind and the rain and the thunder.

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