Chapter 157 Black Bear

Inside the garrison brigade headquarters, a hot pot bubbled with steam. Su Tianyu stood by the table, wiping the dirt off his trouser legs with a tissue, his expression one of frustration. "We're just trying to make some money here. Why do we have to rack our brains like this? It's not worth it!"

Su Tianyu bent down and sat, smiling at Tang Zhengde. "It's still better to offer a reward. One and a half million for finding the goods. We should have results in about three days."

"No, no, we still need to be tougher. Execute anyone we catch, otherwise Commander Zhao won't feel avenged," Tang Zhengde waved his hand, disagreeing.

Su Tianyu turned to look at Zhao Weihu, his eyes full of inquiry.

Tiger Bro's anger came quickly and disappeared just as fast. He immediately flashed a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Hehe, let's just offer the reward then. It's more humane that way. After all, the refugees have it tough. They only do bad things because they have no other choice."

Hearing this, Tang Zhengde immediately raised his glass. "Generous! I thank Commander Zhao on behalf of the refugees!"

"Drink, drink!" Tiger Bro took the initiative to raise his glass.

…

Two hours later.

Zhao Weihu and Su Tianyu boarded a helicopter and returned to the Chi Army garrison.

"Damn it," Zhao Weihu sat in his chair, picked up a glass of water, and cursed, "Tang Zhengde, that bastard, is openly extorting money!"

Su Tianyu scratched his head. "Giving him one and a half million isn't a big deal. Accidents happen in this line of work. We'll just consider it feeding the dogs. The problem is, does he want to extort this amount just once, or every time?"

Zhao Weihu looked up at Su Tianyu. "He's still a brigade commander, after all. Is he making such a big fuss just to extort one and a half million? That's too petty."

"Then it's going to be difficult," Su Tianyu said, his expression not very good. "If we have to give him one and a half million every time, what's the point of us doing this? The profit is directly diluted by more than a fifth. Most importantly, there are so many brigade commanders in the Sinalo and Casalo regions. If we give him money, do we give it to everyone else too? If we do, I'll lose my shirt every time we move the goods."

"Others might not dare," Zhao Weihu waved his hand. "The People's Army is like a collection of tribal forces. It's a military alliance that slowly grew into what it is today. Tang Zhengde is a lackey of the Miguel family in the Mo Nan region. If he's doing this, someone must be instigating him from behind."

"That makes it even more complicated!" Su Tianyu was a little annoyed. "We just started making some money, and now someone's already jealous."

"It's okay," Zhao Weihu took a sip of water and replied softly, "If there's going to be a war, you need supplies. With District One blockading the border, your goods have been a great help to the government forces. If anyone tries to cut off this supply line, the higher-ups will definitely deal with him. So they won't dare to make too much of a fuss."

Su Tianyu nodded slowly.

"You don't have to worry," Zhao Weihu said domineeringly, "Once the goods enter this side, I'll handle everything."

Su Tianyu bent down and sat. "Originally, we planned to speed up the delivery of goods, trying to move them once a month, and the quantity would also increase. But with this happening on the other side… what about us?!"

"Continue at the previous pace for now. Once I've dealt with it, you can speed up," Zhao Weihu replied.

"Then this one and a half million?"

"Give it to him. Getting the goods back is the priority. Otherwise, you'll be miserable with more than forty million stuck outside. You have to pay back the Old Triangle area, right?" Zhao Weihu paused, then added, pretending, "This one and a half million, consider it mine. I'll owe you…!"

As soon as Su Tianyu heard this, he immediately refused, "Big Brother, let's not do that. How can I let you pay for this?!"

"Haha!" Zhao Weihu laughed. "But even if we give it, I can't swallow this anger. Later, you do this…"

Su Tianyu listened to the other party's arrangements and immediately nodded in agreement. "Yes, let's hit them hard!"

After the two finished discussing the goods, Su Tianyu prepared to leave, because Tang Zhengde said that there would be results in three days, so he couldn't just hang around here.

However, to Su Tianyu's surprise, Zhao Weihu actually asked him to stay for a couple of days, saying that he wanted to take him around and experience the exotic customs.

Su Tianyu didn't know what Tiger Bro was up to, but since his Big Brother had invited him, he had to show some respect. So, Gou Liuzi stayed at the Chi Army base with a puzzled heart.

…

Hua Fu, District One, the uFC draft site.

A Chinese man sat in a vip box on the second floor, watching the boxing ring with his arms crossed and a relaxed posture.

His name was Kang Dinghuang. He was thirty-five years old, thin, dark-skinned, with ordinary features, especially his small eyes, which lowered his overall appearance. In short, he looked like an unremarkable man.

In the box, Zhang Zhengchen, the CEO of Huihong Group, Miao Zijiang, the president of Baolong Group, and several core executives from the two major groups were all present, sitting around the sofa in the center.

"That contestant in the red corner today is pretty good, isn't he?" Kang Dinghuang asked with a smile.

"Yes, he came out of the amateur competition. In the first ten games, he lost all ten. Later, he cut weight and entered the light heavyweight division, winning all fifteen games by knockout, with no draws." Zhang Zhengchen was also very interested in mixed martial arts competitions.

"Is he Chinese?" Kang Dinghuang asked casually.

"Yes, his name is Wu Tianxiong, nicknamed the Giant Bear," Miao Zijiang replied, crossing his legs.

Kang Dinghuang was lazy, holding his chin with his left hand, and suddenly changed the subject, saying, "President Miao, President Zhang, the promised funds need to be implemented as soon as possible. They're very anxious over there."

"No problem," Miao Zijiang replied blandly.

"Hehe, investment is not a problem, when will the return begin?" Zhang Zhengchen asked in a half-serious, half-joking tone.

"As long as the situation there is alleviated, isn't the return simple? Mining, people's livelihood, medical care, selling arms, any project is enough for everyone to eat their fill," Kang Dinghuang said lightly.

While the three were talking, the host on the boxing ring suddenly shouted into the microphone, "Please welcome the undefeated champion of fifteen games, the god of war from the East! The red corner contestant, Giant Bear!!"

"Oh ho!"

"Tear your opponent apart, Giant Bear!"

"…!"

In the ordinary audience seats below, a deafening cheer erupted.

"Please welcome the blue corner contestant, the meat grinder of the light heavyweight division, Pippen!"

Around the boxing ring, applause thundered. Inside the box on the second floor, Kang Dinghuang turned to look at Miao Zijiang. "President Miao, our office location in Dragon City…?"

"Haha, I'll take care of it," Miao Zijiang replied with a smile, "I'll donate a building to you."

"Keep it low-key."

While the two were communicating, the warm-up ended below, the bell rang, and the first round began.

Pippen, the blue corner contestant, as the challenger, took the lead in launching tentative attacks, forcing the red corner's Giant Bear to the edge of the octagon with punches that hit flesh.

"His attacks are very slow…!" Kang Dinghuang was about to comment.

The Giant Bear, who was trapped on the edge, flexibly swayed his head twice, leaned back, and suddenly exploded.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the blue corner contestant, who retreated to defend, had his arm defense broken by a punch, and his head suffered a heavy blow, instantly falling down.

"Oh ho!"

"Go professional!"

"Giant Bear, go professional!"

"…!"

The audience erupted, and started cheering again.

The Giant Bear knocked out his opponent six seconds into the game. With his long hair and thick beard, he waved to the audience and was carried off the boxing ring by his team.

A few minutes later, in the rest room.

Da Xiong smoothed the hair on both sides of his cheeks back and asked the people from the Zhou Family Boxing Gym, "When can I go professional?"

"You have to wait a little longer. Once you go professional and your exposure increases, you'll definitely be recognized," the person from the Zhou Family Boxing Gym said softly. "Don't worry, your time will come."