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However, at present, there is still no clue about the location of the "Ichitsu Group" branch or the evidence that can directly implicate Zhou Xingzhe. Jack decided to wait and summon Chris and Braxton who are already on standby in Japan after there is some clue.

Yes, the job of packing up the slush fund has to be done by professionals. After sending away the members of the wanted criminal team, Jack directly summoned the Wolfe brothers. At noon today, the two brothers landed in Yokohama as tourists.

It is not impossible to fly directly to South Korea, but the Wolfe brothers are more familiar with Yokohama. Their father was a US Navy officer and was stationed at the Yokosuka base for a long time. They spent a long period of their childhood here.

In order to help his younger son cope with Asperger's syndrome, Chris's father hired several fighting coaches for the two brothers, including a local Japanese karate master.

Although the two brothers have been away for more than ten years, they still have some old friends in the local area. If they want to get weapons and equipment, it is indeed difficult to rob the headquarters of the "Ichitsu Group", but it is a piece of cake to get a fishing boat to smuggle into South Korea and take some things away.

This may seem troublesome and time-consuming, but it will not leave any entry and exit records, which is perfect.

Following Huang Dongjun's instructions, Jack turned around and drove back to Incheon, preparing to look for the informant who used to be a member of the White Shark Gang. While he was on the road, he received a message from Braxton.

The two brothers have found a trustworthy captain and will set off on a fishing boat later. If everything goes well, they will arrive at Incheon Port at noon tomorrow.

Jack calmly turned off his phone, glanced at Huang Dongjun in the back seat and asked.

"Is this informant reliable? If we want to convict Zhou Xingzhe, we need a witness with enough weight. We must at least catch someone who has a high enough status in the 'One Line Group', preferably the person in charge."

Huang Dongjun looked a little embarrassed. "That guy's nickname is Xiaopang. When he was still a peripheral brother of the White Shark Gang, he was responsible for receiving the Yakuza from the 'One Line Group'. After the White Shark Gang was destroyed, he took over a nightclub and still had to do some work of welcoming and seeing off guests."

Jack looked thoughtful. "In other words, this guy actually doesn't like those Japanese, so he secretly chooses to cooperate with the police?"

"Not really. At most, they bully the weak and fear the strong. You know, this is also the way of survival for those low-level gang members." Huang Dongjun smiled bitterly.

Jack nodded to show his understanding, turned the steering wheel, and the "Pallis Empire" SUV turned into a parking lot. At one end of the parking lot there was a large sign that read something like "East Incheon Car Sales".

"It's right here." Huang Dongjun, who was sitting in the back seat, leaned forward and pointed forward. Suddenly, Jack stepped on the brakes and almost plunged into the driver's cab.

A white BMW driving in the opposite direction was leaving the parking lot quickly and almost collided head-on with the "Palisse". The BMW driver honked the horn arrogantly, signaling the car to give way.

"Hey, that's the guy." Huang Dongjun squinted his eyes to see the person in the car clearly. He was about to open the door and get out, but Ma Xidao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and held him down.

"Wait, don't show up yet, let me handle it." After saying that, he and Jack looked at each other and waited for the other to get out of the car.

The BMW horn honked twice again, and a fat boy wearing a black boxing vest and floral shorts, with tattoos all over his arms and thighs, pushed open the car door impatiently and started yelling at this side.

"Hey, move the car, didn't you hear me tell you to move the car?"

"Oppa, forget it. There's no need to be angry." A young girl who looked like she had just reached adulthood was sitting on the passenger seat, persuading him softly.

But it's obvious that some people just like to show off in front of women. The more they are persuaded, the more excited they become. "You don't understand what people say, right? Ah! Are there two sausages stuck in your ears? What the hell!"

Seeing him walking towards this side cursing, Jack opened the car door and got out first.

"Eh? Foreigner, you don't understand Korean?" The little fat man still looked unruly. He was about to step forward to threaten him, but he saw Ma Xidao, who was bigger than him, also got out of the car. He immediately took two steps back with vigilance.

Ma Xidao's figure was obviously much more intimidating than Jack's, which just proved Huang Dongjun's evaluation of the fat boy as a bully. This guy's voice became lower and he subconsciously shrank his neck.

"Hey, what's going on? Have you practiced before?"

Ma Xidao looked him up and down and asked calmly, "Are you Xiaopang?"

"Did you call me Xiaopang? Who are you, uncle? I used to be a boxer. If you don't want to get beaten, just let that foreigner move his car and leave, Asiba!"

Seeing that he looked strong on the outside but weak on the inside, Ma Xidao waved his hand impatiently, "Hey, stop showing off, hurry up and get in the car with us, I have something to ask you."

"Asibaba, you don't understand what I'm saying, right? Well, I have to show off my skills today." Xiaopang put on a very funny boxing stance, jumping back and forth with his legs alternating like a fat monkey.

Seeing this, the little girl in a short skirt on the passenger seat quickly got out of the car and said, "Oppa, stop it. As a professional, you can't just bully ordinary people."

This piece of advice almost made Jack, who was watching the show nearby, burst out laughing.

"Asiba, go back to the car. You're embarrassing me." The fat boy turned around and pressed the little girl's shoulders and pushed her back.

"You will get beaten if you do this." Ma Xidao, who was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, advised kindly. Although he had the same idea as Jack before, wanting to beat him up first and then talk about the matter, this funny guy's behavior really made people feel reluctant to do it. After all, bullying the mentally retarded is against public order and morality.

"Asiba." The fat guy who was ridiculed finally couldn't help it and swung his fist towards Ma Xidao.

The latter blocked it with his left hand and easily knocked away his powerless punch, then swung a hook with his right hand. The fat guy, who had lost his balance, staggered and actively put his left chin forward, catching it perfectly.

With a "thump", he fell to the ground and fell asleep, and even made a slight snoring sound the next second.

"Uh." Jack squatted down beside him and touched his carotid artery. Everything was normal. He just couldn't withstand a beating.

Ma Xidao looked at his fist in confusion, then quickly stepped forward and patted him, "Hey, hey, wake up, cheer up."

"Is he dead?" The little girl who had been secretly glancing at Jack didn't understand what had happened yet. How come her strong Oppa suddenly fell to the ground and died in the blink of an eye?

"Oh, it's okay, I'll help you wake him up." Ma Xidao said as he raised his big hand and slapped the fat boy on the face.

"Snapped!"

"Wooah!" Xiaopang sat up in response, with mosquito coils still spinning in his eyes.