Idle Money System

Chapter 110 The Call 2

"One person—and a kid at that?" Jonathan was first stunned and then became angry, as if a huge slap had landed on his face.

If people were to know about this, the Black Serpent Gang's prestige would be destroyed. Jonathan's eyes blazed with anger.

"Who did it?" he shouted, his grip on the phone tightening.

Hearing the loud shout, Master Ronaldo grew curious to know who this little troublemaker was to have the power to annihilate a gang's headquarters.

A person like that was not going to be ordinary. "Another martial artist, I see," Ronaldo thought, feeling amused by the news.

But he just stood there leisurely, as this was not his problem. On the other side of the phone, Hugo glanced at Alexander, but Alexander gave him a look, indicating that he should proceed.

Receiving the order, Hugo hurriedly said, "Uh, boss, it's the kid you wanted to deal with later, after you're done. He was looking for you to get some info."

"A kid, looking for me to get some info?" Jonathan muttered in a low voice, trying to identify the culprit. Suddenly, Alexander took the phone from Hugo's hand.

Hugo did not struggle, instead placing his two hands on the floor to make it easier for him to pretend to be a chair.

"Are you the boss?" Alexander asked directly, getting straight to the point as time was running out.

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Hearing the voice of someone unfamiliar, Jonathan was still in a dilemma about who this person could be. But Ethan, who was standing nearby, recognized the voice immediately.

"Boss, this kid must be Alexander—the one who beat up your son and caused trouble at the bar yesterday," Ethan said to him.

Hearing this, a hint of realization hit Jonathan, and his face turned frosty, as though he wanted to kill someone. He had planned to deal with this kid after he was done, but the boy had actually appeared and caused a great ruckus.

Jonathan was filled with rage at this moment, but it did not completely envelop his mind with wrath. He was very suspicious about whether this kid was truly normal.

His headquarters were filled with armed people, and even Hugo, one of his four captains, was the strongest when it came to hand-to-hand combat.

Yet, he had actually lost to a kid whom he considered insignificant, and that boy was now on his list of people to get rid of.

Now that he had already accomplished his goal of defeating Benjamin and capturing them, he decided that it's time to take action against this troublemaker.

"What do you want, kid?" Jonathan bellowed, his voice deadly with a hint of frost.

Alexander could clearly hear their conversation and the cold voice of the gang's boss, but he did not care.

"I'm here for you to help me find some info. Where can I find you?" Alexander asked, his eyes wandering around the room.

"Info? What kind of information are you trying to find?" Jonathan asked, his eyes narrowing.

He could not help but feel inwardly angry, as this kid was treating him like a mere source of information and someone to be used and discarded after causing such a ruckus.

"Just you wait, kid! I will skin you alive!" Jonathan threatened inwardly.

He did not say it out loud, afraid that the kid might kill all his men, dealing him a huge blow. Even though he might win this battle, he was deeply afraid of suffering an even greater loss in return.

If their foundation was ruined, the other gang, like the 'Steel Roses,' led by a woman named Scarlet, would take the opportunity to attack them.

So, he decided to listen to what the kid needed first and then come up with a plan to dispose of him. With this in mind, he could not help but smile gleefully.

"I want to find someone. Earlier this afternoon, she was kidnapped and I need to know her whereabout ASAP. You can help me with this, right?" Alexander stated his purpose.

This left Jonathan dumbfounded. This afternoon? Kidnapped? He could not help but glance at the three people: Valentine, Benjamin, and Shanks.

Seeing his look, the two men, Shanks and Benjamin, exchanged glances, while Valentine was shocked and in disbelief.

She could clearly hear Ethan's words mentioning one of his employees' names, Alexander. Valentine was shocked when she connected the dots, the honest and brave young man was actually much braver than she had imagined.

As Valentine met his gaze, the idea forming in her mind began to blossom even more, and a feeling of despair washed over her.

If Alexander came here and got trapped, not only would the three of them suffer, but he would too. Still, she was a little curious about Alexander's purpose in attacking their headquarters.

"Is it because of me?" Valentine muttered in a low voice, a warmth filling her heart, though she shook her head.

It was impossible for someone to come here and save her by risking himself. Alexander was brave, but she knew he would not be so foolish as to come here alone and bring trouble upon himself.

Jonathan, was snapped back to attention by Alexander calling him from the other end. He then decided to continue asking for more information to confirm if what he was thinking was truly the case.

"Can you tell me the name of the woman?" Jonathan inquired.

"A woman? How does this guy know it's a woman?" Alexander muttered inwardly, his brows furrowing.

"Yes, it's a woman. She's my boss, Valentine Lancaster. Help me find her location, and I'll spare your gang from trouble!" Alexander said.

His voice was calm at first, but in the last sentence, his tone turned cold. The coldness seemed to envelop the air around him. Hugo, who was acting as a chair, felt all the hair on his body stand up.

It was as if his life were hanging by a thread. He could not help but sweat profusely, soaking his clothes. The girls behind the couch, seeing this scene, passed out.

They could not handle the power of Alexander's pressure, as they were just normal people. Hugo, being a fighter with a strong will, managed to remain awake.

Alexander hurriedly withdrew the pressure when he saw that the two women had passed out from it.

That was just a small leak of his power, yet it was enough to make a normal person lose consciousness.

Hearing the name, Jonathan looked at Valentine with hatred. Valentine, feeling the intensity of his gaze, was clueless about its cause.

"So, you are looking for her? Do you want me to tell you where she is?" Jonathan responded in a cold voice, his eyes never leaving Valentine's face.

Hearing this, Alexander stood up from his seated position, his eyes widening with delight. Hugo, sensing that the devil had stood, slumped to the floor, hitting it with his face.

He felt pardoned, even though the devil in front of him was not physically heavy. The pressure he exuded, however, was far heavier than Hugo could bear.

Alexander did not notice that his chair was already lying on the floor—his focus was entirely on the phone.

"Hurry up and tell me where she is!" Alexander commanded urgently.

Being commanded by a kid made him very angry, but he still gave him the address. "Here's the address. Don't bring the police if you don't want her to be hurt," Jonathan threatened, making Alexander frown.

"Don't tell me you're the kidnapper—the person behind all this?" Alexander said, his face calm at this moment.

From his tone and threats, it was clear that her boss was not hurt at this moment.

"Yes, I am! You have grown so bold since I ignored you yesterday. Hurry and get here—you'd better arrive in 30 minutes, or something bad will really happen to her," Jonathan muttered, his voice laced with coldness.

"Don't you tr—" His words were cut off as the call abruptly ended.

Alexander remained absolutely calm even after the call ended. But in his heart, he had already sentenced him to death.

Then his phone rang, displaying a pointer on a map. The location was marked in the mountains.

Staring at the ceiling, his hand clenched into a fist. Lowering his knees for a moment and channeling Aether into his hand, he shot upward like a cannonball, punching through the ceiling.

The whole place shook as his fist collided with the ceiling. The force was so destructive that it dislodged dirt, debris, and the cemented ceiling, creating a tunnel-like hole for him.

When he emerged from a room, he looked at the window and ran toward it. The window shattered, its shards scattering everywhere.

Alexander was so fast that even passing cars seemed stunned as they witnessed a human figure moving faster than them.

Hearing the loud rumbling sound, like an earthquake had struck, Hugo was hit by a small grain of dirt from above. When he opened his eyes and looked up, his expression froze in shock.

He felt as if his life had lost all its colors. "A monster… a monster born in human skin," he muttered as he stared at the human-made wormhole, about five meters deep. From where he stood, he could even see the ceiling of the room above.

"What kind of entity have we offended? The Black Serpent Gang is going to become a legend from this moment on," Hugo whispered as he stood up, deciding to leave early before anything worse happened.