As Uncle Ma spoke, his gaze was icy and malicious as he fixed it on Charlie. He continued, “If you can’t provide me with four, five, or six names, I have a way to make your life a living hell.”


    Intrigued, Charlie responded, “What do you have in mind? I’m all ears.”


    Uncle Ma’s demeanor grew even more sinister as he clenched his teeth, “Do you really believe it? When the procedure is taking ce, I’ll instruct them to forgo anesthesia, allowing you to experience the agony of a thousand cuts.”


    Charlie nodded in apparent admiration, saying, “Now that’s a creative idea! I like it!”


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    Hardik offered an awkward smile, replying, “I’m responsible for the operation itself, but the rest is beyond my concern.”


    “Got it,” Charlie nodded, smiling back. He added earnestly, “You’re capable; I can see you’ll go far.”


    A Liang, perplexed by the exchange, nced at Uncle Ma and questioned, “Uncle Ma, shouldn’t this kid be scared? Why does it seem like he’s lost his mind?”


    Uncle Ma also felt a twinge of confusion.


    Being cautious, he turned to A Liang and asked, “Did you pay attention on your way here? Were you followed?”


    “Not a chance,” A Liang replied seriously. “I kept an eye on the rearview mirror the entire time; no cars were trailing us, and none exhibited any suspicious behavior. I confirmed with Mo; there are no other vehicles in sight.”


    Uncle Ma nodded slightly, then turned back to Charlie, asking with curiosity, “I’m genuinely curious—why aren’t you afraid at all? Don’t you fear death?”


    Charlie grinned and said, “I do fear death.”


    Uncle Ma furrowed his brow, questioning, “You fear death, yet you’re acting like this?”


    Charlie replied casually, “I fear death, but not from you. You can’t kill me.”


    Suddenly, Uncle Ma pulled a pistol from his waist and aimed it at Charlie, asking coldly, “Now tell me, what are you really up to?”


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    At that moment, A Liang interjected, “Uncle Ma, why are you paying him any mind? I bet this kid is scared out of his wits and is trying to provoke you into shooting him. Don’t act impulsively. If you do, you’ll lose at least a million bucks with that shot.”


    Uncle Ma nodded, responding coldly, “It’s likely just a stress reaction. I won’t bother with him for now. Just secure the two of them. Also, increase security tonight. If anything unusual happens, alert me immediately.”


    A Liang quickly agreed, “Understood, Uncle Ma!”


    Uncle Ma snorted, turning to leave when Charlie suddenly scoffed, “I expected you to have some impressive stories from Mexico, but it turns out it’s just this sort of low-level work. You really should be wary of retributioning your way soon!”


    Uncle Ma turned back, his eyes narrowing as he red at Charlie. “What do you mean by that?”


    Charlie smiled slightly and asked, “You haven’t been in contact with Soleil recently, have you?”


    “Damn it!” Both Uncle Ma and A Liang went pale with shock at this revtion, instinctively drawing their weapons and aiming them at Charlie. A Liang demanded, “Where did you hear that name? Soleil? Are you a spy?”


    Uncle Ma, sensing that Charlie was unlikely to be a spy, tightened his grip on the trigger, ring at Charlie with a predatory intensity. “Let’s cut the games, brother. Which side are you on? How do you know about Soleil?”