Chapter 1374 - 410: It’s Just a Plate of Stir-fried Mu Shu Pork

Chapter 1374: Chapter 410: It’s Just a Plate of Stir-fried Mu Shu Pork

Chapter 410[Just a Plate of Stir-fried Mushu Pork]

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!! We’re rich! Fuck! BOSS, this time we’re rich!! These things are going to make us a fortune!!!"

Mandy was jumping up and down, standing in this underground drug den.

It was a dilapidated factory building, and a basement at that.

At the entrance to the basement lay two bodies, and besides, where Mandy was standing at the moment, there were three other bodies on either side.

Each person was shot multiple times and died.

The guy closest to Mandy’s feet wasn’t even fully dead, his body still twitching.

And on the table next to him, there was a heap of containers Chen Yan couldn’t understand or bother looking at, tools, next to them were stoves, various chemicals, purification tools, and so on...

There was a bag on the table, and when Mandy opened it, inside were several big bags of white powder.

Although it hadn’t been weighed yet, Chen Yan estimated, judging from the size of the bag, it was at least seven or eight kilograms.

"This is a big fish! Hahahahaha! We’re rich, BOSS!

The best wine, the hottest chicks, and I’m going to drive the best cars, buy the biggest caliber guns, bang bang bang bang! Hahahahaha!"

Watching Mandy dance like a maniac, as if he were crazed, Chen Yan didn’t pay him any more heed but rather listened intently outside to ensure nothing suspicious was happening.

Then he pointed at the dying drug dealer on the ground: "Mandy!"

Mandy yelped, raised his gun towards the guy, and pulled the trigger repeatedly, emptying the magazine in one go.

The drug dealer on the ground was riddled with bullet holes, and ceased to move.

Chen Yan did this on purpose because only this dealer here was "not meant to die," as his fate indicated he wasn’t supposed to perish yet, so when Chen Yan acted, he intentionally only injured without killing.

Mandy finished him off with a bullet in the end.

·

This happened the day after Chen Yan left the Chinese restaurant. Since that night, when Wu barged into the room and confronted Chen Yan, Chen Yan denied Wu’s request, and by dawn Chen Yan had left the restaurant.

He returned to Mandy’s hideout and used a bucket of cold water to wake the still-dazed Mandy up completely.

Poor Brother Ni still didn’t know he had become a eunuch, and only after half a day did he fully recover to a conscious state.

Then, Chen Yan took Mandy, preparing to do one last big job—this was his plan, the last job he’d pull in New York.

After this job, he was planning to leave.

And so, local thug Mandy picked this current target for Chen Yan.

If it had been a few days earlier, Chen Yan wouldn’t have wanted to touch this target because it was too big.

This drug den was not like those in poor neighborhoods where lone drug dealers would use crude methods to make inferior goods, selling them piecemeal to earn some cash.

This target was not small-time.

Here, it was the drug den for a rather large local gang, and allegedly also had ties with elements from the south, though the details were beyond Mandy, who used to be just a low-level thug.

He only came here once before when the then-boss sent him to transport goods.

If he intended to stay in New York, Chen Yan wouldn’t have touched such targets—it would spark heavy retaliation from both legal and illegal circles.

Not out of fear, but it was surely troublesome.

Moreover, this drug den was heavily armed, with seven or eight people, along with automatic rifles that could easily overpower small-caliber weapons.

While Chen Yan could ignore ordinary gunfire, he was not truly invulnerable—without using spells, facing armed ordinary people, he wasn’t truly unbeatable.

But considering it was his final job in New York, Chen Yan nodded.

Thus, he took action.

This time, Chen Yan did not hold back, directly employing heavy weapons.

Coupled with his robust physique, he maneuvers through the battlefield like a ghost.

After ten minutes, he had wiped out all the members of this gang’s drug operation.

Then...

·

"Mandy, put those things down. I’ve said before, I’m not dealing drugs."

Chen Yan coldly looked at Mandy.

The young black man’s face stiffened, his previously raucous laughing expression froze suddenly, then he looked incredulously at Chen Yan, waving his arms exaggeratedly in a typical black manner, "No way, BOSS! This isn’t just a few things, this is a whole lot of money! Money!

US Dollars, green US Dollars! So much money! Why not make money?"

Watching the young black man’s expression change from ecstatic to disappointed, then to anger, finally glaring at Chen Yan with a vicious look.

This fool lifted his gun and shouted at Chen Yan, then furiously pulled the trigger.

However, after several clicks, he was dumbfounded and stupidly stared at Chen Yan.

"Idiot, when you killed the last guy just now, you already emptied your magazine. Brother Ni is just Brother Ni."

Chen Yan sighed, raised his hand and shot, the bullet pierced Mandy’s forehead, taking off the top of his skull.

Mandy fell backward and collapsed straight to the ground.

Chen Yan slowly walked over, squatted in front of Mandy, took out a cloth from his pocket, and carefully wiped the handgun in his hand, making sure his gun was clean—ensuring no fingerprints were left.