Chapter 20: Assets
Surrounded by greenery was a Manor combining Chinese and Japanese styles, with small bridges, flowing water, and deep courtyards.
The environment was very tranquil.
In the most prosperous area of New York, where every inch of land is worth gold, this Manor, which finds tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle, cost at least close to a small goal in USD, from the land to construction and decoration.
This Manor naturally didn't belong to Tang Song; its former owner's surname was Tang. It was a pity that Madame Gao, at her advanced age, didn't know how to enjoy herself at home and instead insisted on causing trouble.
After her demise, this Manor naturally changed its surname to Tang.
In the courtyard pavilion, Kane and Frank were sitting on stone stools, engaged in a contest of men's strength—arm wrestling!
Tang Song sat to the side, watching the spectacle with Skye in his arms.
Their two thick arms were intertwined, and veins were popping on Frank's face, clearly using all his strength.
In contrast, Kane's slightly rigid face still wore that poker face expression, showing no emotion.
Bang! When Frank had used up all his strength and his energy was depleted, Kane gripped back with a backhand and directly pressed Frank's arm, slamming it hard onto the stone table.
The strong collision between the stone tabletop and his arm made Frank grimace in pain.
This guy never learns his lesson, Tang Song thought, stroking Skye's fair, slender waist, watching Frank shake his hand and challenge Kane again.
He couldn't help but shake his head.
Frank was said to possess the combat level of a top-tier Agent, the strongest among humans.
He was an elite among special forces elites, but it depended on who he was compared to.
Kane's physical fitness was three times that of an ordinary person, and his nerve reaction speed was two times that of an ordinary person.
More importantly, Kane and Lane, the brothers, were not ordinary people.
Both brothers were mutants, and Kane's ability was muscle manipulation.
He could unleash and utilize 60% of his entire body's muscle groups. The maximum strength he could currently achieve with a single punch was five tons.
If it really came down to comparing strength, Tang Song himself was inferior to Kane, let alone Frank.
However, Frank himself seemed to enjoy it; it seemed challenging strong opponents was his pleasure.
"Boss, it's settled. Tomorrow at the Dunes Golf Club, Moon's secretary said he has an hour-long opening."
On the stone table in front of Tang Song were several plates of emerald green grapes, each one plump and glistening. Skye picked up a bunch, plucked off a grape, and popped it into Tang Song's mouth.
Tang Song held Skye's finger in his mouth, enjoying the sweetness of the grape.
Lane walked over from the pebble path, holding a kraft paper bag in his hand.
"Tomorrow," Tang Song sat up straight, patted Skye on the butt, and told her to go and bring two cups of champagne.
"Lane, later, find someone to prepare a decent meeting gift. Don't make it too expensive, but it shouldn't be too rude either."
Tang Song picked up the champagne in front of him and handed it to Lane, who had just sat down.
"You've worked hard during this time. When this busy period is over, find a place to have a good vacation. Find a few girls and relax properly."
Lane took the wine glass, sat on the stone stool opposite Tang Song, and after taking a sip of wine, untied the document bag and took out several documents.
"Boss, these are The Hand's most valuable industries in New York, including two import-export companies, an auto parts manufacturing plant, twenty-seven properties, and two underground casinos! A flour mill! Six nightclubs!"
"Currently, the casinos, nightclubs, flour mill, and these fixed assets like properties have all been taken over by us. These two import-export companies and the auto parts manufacturing plant are a bit troublesome."
Lane explained to Tang Song, holding the documents:
"The business of these two import-export companies is mainly high-end seafood and pornographic videos from Japan. There's no point in us taking them over. Unless we send them to Japan to catch seafood and film porn."
Lane looked jokingly at the two arm wrestling and continued, "The auto parts manufacturing plant's main customers are also industries in Japan. That place is The Hand's main base. Without orders from Japan, the value of this factory isn't high. All the assets we currently have combined are worth around 900 million."
900 million, Tang Song raised his eyebrows, picked up the champagne on the table, and took a big gulp.
Murder and arson lead to wealth; the ancients truly didn't deceive me! He had worked hard for two years managing, yet he didn't earn as much as robbing for a month.
Perhaps the influence of his previous two lives was too strong; his guts should be bigger.
Tang Song stroked his black jade thumb ring. With his current strength, he could also be considered to have a place in the Marvel World.
Set a small goal, first casually accumulate assets worth a hundred billion, no problem, right?
"What's the reaction from The Hand's side?"
Tang Song was asking about the situation at The Hand's main headquarters in Japan. Japan was The Hand's main base, and there were also four leaders there who were as famous as Madame Gao. The five of them were known as The Hand's Five Fingers.
Now that one of the Five Fingers was gone, the other four Fingers had been slow to react.
This was a bit strange.
Of course, what Tang Song didn't know was that the reason Madame Gao harbored ill will towards him was precisely because of his name, which had a strong Eastern feel, and his untraceable origins.
Back then, Della, Madame Gao, Bakuto, Sowande, and Murakami, the five of them, were all elders from the Eastern Supernatural Forces of K'un-Lun. They were expelled because they attempted to use dragon bone fossils to extend their lifespans.
Over the years, although the five of them hid in Japan, for a hundred years, these five old guys had always been worried that K'un-Lun would send people to purge their ranks.
After transmitting intelligence about Tang Song to Japan, Madame Gao then mysteriously died tragically due to supernatural power.
This directly startled the other four Fingers. At the very least, before figuring out Tang Song's origins and thinking of a way to deal with him, the four of them would absolutely not easily venture into New York.
"There hasn't been any movement from The Hand's side, however, according to intelligence bought from Beggar King, earlier, a group of Asians landed from the East Coast and entered New York. The number of people is over two hundred."
"Have you found their foothold?"
"They entered the territory of the Foot Clan!"
"Foot Clan?" Tang Song didn't remember there being such a Gang in New York, but it didn't matter. Later, he would have Frank take some people out and just directly wipe them out.
Tang Song turned his head back to look at the two idiots busy arm wrestling on the side, then turned back to look at Lane, who had been so busy lately he hadn't seen him.
He couldn't help but walk up behind the two and kick them.
The two of them were instantly sent sprawling by the kick.
Kane looked at Tang Song, his eyes full of innocence, seeming to question why Tang Song kicked him.
And Frank, taking advantage of Kane's distraction, seized the opportunity to wrap both hands around Kane's arm.
Crack! Frank was directly flung away by the overreacting Kane and smashed heavily onto the rockery near the pavilion.
Tang Song looked helplessly at these two clowns, rubbing his aching head.
"Now the operation is bigger, you two should also help out Lane."
Kane gently propped up the tilted stone pier with one hand and said leisurely,
"Boss, you know me. Killing, executing missions, I can do that. For things that require thinking, you find Lane, or otherwise, you find Frank."
At this moment, Frank had just climbed down from the rockery. Hearing Kane's words, Frank was also busy refusing:
"I didn't learn how to manage a Gang in the Marine Corps," seeing Tang Song's somewhat dangerous gaze, Frank said in a low voice, "How about I lead a team to wipe out the remaining forces of The Hand!"
"Alright, alright! Useless for important tasks!" Tang Song cursed with an Eastern idiom. "You two go help the chef prepare that lamb. Today we eat a whole roast lamb feast."
(End of Chapter)