Xu Zhengyang was angry and somewhat frightened. Just as Wu Guanxian had thought, if the explosion had occurred among the crowd inside the hotel, wouldn't it have been possible for Xu Zhengyang and Li Bingjie to be affected? Fortunately, the explosion happened outside the hotel, and there were no armed bandits inside.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
However, putting aside the fate of Wu Guanxian and the mayor of Dunshipo and his wife, the fact that Li Bingjie was frightened and Xu Zhengyang's own safety was greatly threatened was enough to infuriate Xu Zhengyang.
How many times did Xu Zhengyang's life face direct or indirect threats?
Well, back then, Zou Mingyuan had arranged for a few assassins to operate in the antique market once, but in other cases, Xu Zhengyang had never encountered such a sudden and dangerous situation.
Hurried footsteps echoed in the hallway as several police officers hurried past the door.
Needless to say, the police went to the mayor's room.
Xu Zhengyang's divine sense had already covered the entire building. He was uneasy and extremely vigilant. Because, who knew what other unusual situations might occur in this city?
The door to the room where the mayor and his wife were located opened, and a police officer in a dark gray suit walked out, solemnly heading towards the stairs. He went down to the second floor and found the restroom.
The restroom was empty. The officer took out his phone and made a call. He looked around, then spoke softly but urgently into the phone:
"Rogers, what are you doing? The mayor and his wife are here today..."
"No, no, you know the special investigation team is investigating your case right now. Could you please be a little more discreet during this time..."
"Okay, listen to me, you have a police mole in your group, and I'm finding out who it is!"
"I'll take care of these damn Chinese for you... Oh, don't worry, okay?"
The officer hung up the phone, shook his head with a sneer, and cursed angrily, "Damn it! Bastard!"
He had no idea that Xu Zhengyang had overheard his carefully and secretly made phone call. Although Xu Zhengyang couldn't understand what the person on the other end of the phone was saying, because his divine power couldn't spread beyond Chinatown.
If they were on the street, even if the place wasn't in Chinatown, as long as Xu Zhengyang could see the other person, he could use his divine sense to probe the other person's thoughts in their shallow consciousness, and thus know what the other person was saying, just as if he could understand their language.
This was also a phenomenon that Xu Zhengyang discovered after arriving in Dunshibo. It is evident that the Heavenly Laws established by the gods of Heaven had many loopholes due to the lack of powerful divine support over time.
Xu Zhengyang opened his eyes, looked at Wu Guanxian, and said with a cold smile, "Mr. Wu, who is Rogers?"
"Hmm?" Wu Guanxian looked surprised, then frowned slightly and turned to the others, saying, "You all go to the room next door first. I have something to talk to Mr. Xu about."
The elderly men, Wu An, and the four bodyguards were all astonished, because the name Rogers was all too familiar to them; it was practically a household name.
However, these people followed Wu Guanxian's advice. After their initial shock, they all got up and went to the room next door accompanied by Wu An and several bodyguards. Liu Ming, at Xu Zhengyang's signal, turned around and walked out.
Inside the room, only Xu Zhengyang and his three companions, along with Wu Guanxian, remained.
"Zhengyang, do you know Rogers?" Wu Guanxian asked doubtfully. He was indeed very puzzled. This Xu Zhengyang had only been in Dunsbo for a few days. Moreover, even if he had heard of Rogers, he shouldn't have suddenly brought up the name of this villain in this kind of situation.
"I suppose so." Xu Zhengyang nodded, his expression calm as he said, "You know that Rogers did this to intimidate you, right?"
Wu Guanxian grew increasingly suspicious, even developing a slight sense of unease. Bai Jing, however, showed a slight twitch in the fine wrinkles on his face before saying, "I guessed it too."
Xu Zhengyang smiled and thought to himself, "Nonsense, if you hadn't guessed it or thought about it, how would I know so clearly?"
Yes, Xu Zhengyang had just used his divine sense to probe what Wu Guanxian was thinking.
"Zhengyang, how do you know about Rogers?"
"You don't need to ask that anymore. Just tell me how you came to have a grudge against Rogers," Xu Zhengyang asked casually. His tone and demeanor were completely devoid of any previous flattery or respect. He sounded like a superior ruler casually inquiring about a subordinate's problem.
Wu Guanxian felt slightly dissatisfied, but he also understood that what had happened at his hotel today had really gotten him into big trouble. The matter of Rogers was a minor one; not only had it disturbed the mayor and his wife of Dunsbo, but the daughter of that powerful figure in the military was also frightened at his hotel. Even though everyone knew it had nothing to do with him, it was impossible to completely shirk responsibility.
So when Xu Zhengyang asked him questions with such arrogance and a hint of anger, the shrewd and calculating Wu Guanxian had no choice but to sigh and quietly give a brief account of what Rogers was all about.
It turns out that Rogers is the head of MS-13, the largest gang in Dunsbo. He is notorious and has been confirmed by the police to be involved in as many as eleven murders over the years. Moreover, it is said that he is responsible for more than 90 percent of the drugs in the Dunsbo metropolitan area.
However, due to the sound legal and democratic systems in the West, even though everyone knows that Rogers is a vicious and despicable scoundrel, they are powerless to do anything about him because there is insufficient evidence to prove that he committed a crime.
However, Rogers' drug network had difficulty penetrating Chinatown because Wu Guanxian was in charge there.
Wu Guanxian was a prominent figure among high-ranking officials and had close relationships with successive mayors and government officials, so Rogers could not act rashly for the time being.
But Rogers was a madman; the more difficult something was, the more he wanted to do it.
That's why he developed a feud with Wu Guanxian.
At this point, Wu Guanxian sighed deeply, his lips pursed and his expression turned cold. A hint of icy ruthlessness appeared in his originally kind and gentle eyes.
Xu Zhengyang was well aware of the raging anger and rising domineering aura in Wu Guanxian's heart.
Hmm, so this kind old man is actually a ruthless and decisive tyrant. Xu Zhengyang thought to himself with admiration. Come to think of it, someone who can make a name for himself in a foreign land is no ordinary person.
"Mr. Wu, I never imagined that you were once such a powerful and influential figure." Xu Zhengyang's tone was slightly teasing, but his expression remained calm and composed.
Wu Guanxian stiffened, then shook his head with a smile: "Getting old."
"Still got the hang of it," Xu Zhengyang waved his hand.
Hearing the hidden meaning in Xu Zhengyang's words, Wu Guanxian couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Zhengyang, I understand you less and less. It's as if you know me very well..."
Xu Zhengyang smiled and said, "Let me give you a heads-up: Rogers has an undercover agent in the police force. Hmm, the officer who went to the mayor's room just now, and who also glanced into our room."
Wu Guanxian asked in confusion, "Officer Billy?"
“I don’t know his name.” Xu Zhengyang shook his head. “You even exchanged glances with him.”
"How did you know?" Wu Guanxian asked. "Billy is the deputy head of the special investigation team."
Xu Zhengyang waved his hand and said nothing more, but lowered his head and whispered a few words of comfort to Li Bingjie.
Qingling was also full of doubt, not understanding how this Xu Zhengyang knew about the people and things here. According to his conversations with Miss over the past few days, he had never been to the United States, let alone Dunsbo. Li Chengzong, on the other hand, was full of surprise and admiration. Back in China, everything that happened to Xu Zhengyang was strange and bizarre. Not only was his combat strength abnormally strong, but his other abilities were also terrifying.
Although Li Chengzong was unaware of Xu Zhengyang's special clerical status, the fact that Li Lao had treated Xu Zhengyang during his lifetime and the recent attitude of the leaders towards him was enough to make Li Chengzong feel incredulous.
The room fell silent for a moment.
In Xu Zhengyang's mind, Wang Yonggan reported: "Sir, I saw him, I saw the guy who clashed with us that night."
"Hmm?" Xu Zhengyang frowned. "Weren't all of those people injured?"
"Sir, I'm not quite sure either, but this guy does have a gunshot wound in his leg."
"Are they in cahoots?"
"Yes, sir."
Xu Zhengyang frowned. It seems like enemies are destined to meet!
“Oh damn it, those bastards…” Wang Yonggan cursed, then said, “Sir, they’re talking about taking revenge on us. Someone saw us enter the Imperial Garden Hotel today and thinks we’re in cahoots with Wu Guanxian.”
Xu Zhengyang snorted coldly. They were all the same group, all Chinese. He didn't say that, but instead asked, "Is there anyone named Rogers among them?"
"They seemed to have mentioned a leader named Rogers earlier, but he's not among these people."
"Let them fight it out," Xu Zhengyang ordered with a cold smile.
"Yes, sir," Wang Yonggan replied with a sly grin.
Xu Zhengyang rubbed his brow. "Go ahead and fight, kill all you want. Anyway, this isn't in our country. Even if we cause a huge uproar, no one will suspect me."
Wu Guanxian, who was standing next to him, suddenly said, "Zhengyang, I heard that you had a conflict with Rogers' people a few days ago, is that right?"
"Oh, it's no big deal," Xu Zhengyang said casually with a smile.
"So, was his henchman DiCario one of yours who injured him?"
Xu Zhengyang turned to look at Li Chengzong and said, "He did it."
"Oh." Wu Guanxian nodded thoughtfully, wondering how Xu Zhengyang and his team had managed to get the police to conclude that the conflict was caused by a clash between DiCario's own people, resulting in all of them being injured.
Standing to the side, Li Chengzong looked completely innocent. "What did this have to do with me?"
Li Bingjie said softly, "Zhengyang, help them."
"Hmm." Xu Zhengyang patted Li Bingjie's small hand, thinking to himself, "Even if you don't tell me, how can I not care? This is abroad, and the Chinatown area is full of our fellow countrymen and relatives. Wu Guanxian only became enemies with the gangs because he wanted to protect the Chinatown area from their harm. Now that we're here, of course we have to take care of it."
As they were talking, Wang Yonggan reported again: "Sir, all of these guys are seriously injured. They are calling for God. Do you think you should save them?"
Xu Zhengyang cursed inwardly, "That damn Wang Yonggan, he's getting more and more outrageous lately, daring to joke with me..." But he couldn't blame Wang Yonggan, since the ghost messengers now knew that he, Xu Zhengyang, was temporarily in charge of the Fuhe City City God's Mansion on behalf of the former City God. Naturally, the ghost messengers felt much closer to Xu Zhengyang than to the City God, and were much more relaxed.
However, Xu Zhengyang quite liked this feeling, especially Wang Yonggan.
"Go to the Dunsbo Police Station and check their surveillance footage to find out where Rogers is," Xu Zhengyang instructed.
"Yes, sir."
Wang Yonggan and Yan Liang immediately accepted the order and went to the Dunshipo Police Station.
At this moment, Xu Zhengyang had no idea that the notorious gang leader Rogers had another extremely secretive identity.
After giving his instructions, Xu Zhengyang looked at Wu Guanxian, who was staring at him with a puzzled expression, and said with a smile, "Old Wu, you did a good job protecting the interests of us Chinese from the infringement of gangs... As for Rogers, you don't need to worry too much, and don't go down the gang route to carry out revenge like you did before."
Wu Guanxian was startled. Xu Zhengyang, how come he seems to know everything?
"Now that you've washed your hands of the golden basin, so many years have passed, you can't let them get tainted again, can you?" Xu Zhengyang said with a smile, like a very classy leader.
In Wu Guanxian's gaze toward Xu Zhengyang, besides doubt, there was also a hint of coldness.
Volume 5, Spirit Official, Chapter 235: Hypocrisy and Temperament
The New Year's get-together naturally ended on a sour note.
To paraphrase what Rogers said before planning this operation: "Give those yellow-skinned pigs a generous gift. Let them know our sincerity. Accepting heroin is far more polite and peaceful than accepting the bloodshed from bombs and bullets..."
The gift was indeed delivered, and Wu Guanxian understood its meaning.
However, Rogers was quite annoyed to find that this time a big surprise had occurred.
While his men were calmly retreating after causing an explosion and shooting and wounding several security guards at the Imperial Garden Hotel, a civil war broke out in Chinatown Square, not far from the Imperial Garden Hotel, and the police had already surrounded the area.
Thus, he abandoned three of his men, while the other four fled back to their hideout in a sorry state, like hyenas who had lost their companions.
That wasn't the end of it. After they ran back to their hideout, they inexplicably started fighting amongst themselves, resulting in a gunfight...
With such a series of actions, it would be strange if the police didn't discover them and investigate thoroughly.
This was secondary, because although Rogers was somewhat eccentric, he was a very cautious man, meticulous in his planning and extremely careful in his personnel. He believed that the police wouldn't be able to obtain enough evidence from his subordinates to indict him for his crimes.
As for why his men were fighting amongst themselves, Rogers sneered at his confidant Nicole, nicknamed "The African Lion," and said, "DiCario is a stupid pig; let him go to see God."
"DiCario, what if he says something to the police?" Nicol the African lion asked with some concern as he drank a glass of plum juice.
Rogers didn't answer Nicole's question, but turned to his favorite young confidant, Jack, and said, "What do you think DiCario will say to the police?"
“What could he possibly say?” Jack grinned disdainfully.
Then they all burst into laughter.
Their laughter attracted the attention of other customers in the bar, but when they turned around and saw that it was Rogers and his group, they immediately turned away with fear, not daring to believe it was them.