The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Chapter 1262 Old Deng~

That night.

Tang Tang crossed her arms and watched a group of mercenaries cleaning their guns and sharpening their knives, her face full of complicated emotions.

“Is it possible, I mean,” she said, “that you’re going to bluff your way out of a robbery or do something big?”

This group of people looked so menacing; anyone who didn't know better would think they were going to rob a bank.

“This is called prevention,” Sky said, carefully wiping his triangular thorns. “Do you want me to record a video of it so you can bring it back and enjoy it?”

Tang Tang looked at him with a subtle expression, "...Good suggestion."

She said, "Let's record it, and then I'll send it to Reginald so he can have a good laugh at this old geezer."

Even while working alongside Tang Tang, these mercenaries never slacked off. They completed all their daily special training sessions according to plan, maintaining peak performance at all times.

Soon, one or two were all cured.

Tang Tang looked at them with a hint of suspicion, crossed her arms, and asked, "Are you all going?"

King looked at her, his eyes crinkling into a smile, "We'll be back soon."

Tang Tang waved her hand, "Speed ​​isn't the issue, just be careful and don't get caught."

Sky confidently put his hands on his hips and said, "Those useless bodyguards?"

Tang Tang rolled her eyes, but she did believe in the abilities of these mercenaries.

It's said that two fists can't beat four hands, but these are five S-class mercenaries, which is indeed quite a force to be reckoned with.

“Go ahead,” Tang Tang said, looking at them. “I’ll wait for you to bring back the videotape so I can laugh at you.”

King and the others then left in a black Jeep, which was neither flashy nor particularly understated.

In the end, they infiltrated the area by themselves. Tang Tang not only gave them the specific coordinates but also the locations of various cameras.

It's entirely possible to avoid the camera.

These mercenaries rarely cooperated; they just looked at each other, one or two of them in the car, having nothing to say to each other.

Finally, it was the most reliable King who spoke up, "The location, Tangtang gave it to us, is here."

He gestured for everyone to look, "Luckily, Reginald wasn't home, probably because he wanted to celebrate."

Reginald also lives in a highly private villa area, and most importantly, there are patrol teams around it. There are also bodyguards stationed at the villa.

Their only target is Reginald. If they go to his house to make a move, they'll inevitably have to take action against his bodyguards, so there's no point in getting anything from him.

Fortunately, Reginald, that old scoundrel, probably wanted to celebrate his successful scheme against Tang Tang, so he took a few bodyguards and went off to have some fun.

That's right, seeking pleasure.

Despite Reginald's seemingly loving relationship with his wife, in reality, this old man is greedy and lecherous, and has kept many mistresses outside.

According to Tang Tang's information, Reginald is staying at one of his mistresses' villas tonight.

It's very easy to do.

Sky rubbed his hands together, eager to get started. "So what do we do?"

King didn't bother with any plans, only saying, "Don't make too much of a fuss. If Reginald really goes all out, it will cause trouble for Sugar."

He simply said, "Knock me out, pull out my teeth, record it, and then beat me up again."

The method was extremely violent and direct, purely for venting anger.

Land seemed to be thinking, "Perhaps we can take this opportunity to extract some information?"

Anyway, whatever they find out is a win, just like the FBI initially thought when they were questioning Tang Tang.

W also said quietly, "Ask him who he's colluding with."

Great. As long as everyone is capable enough, there's no need for elaborate plans. Since no one will mess things up, things will definitely go smoothly.

……

"Hahaha, that woman from the Newman family, how old is she? She wants to squeeze into the territory that Noah Pharmaceuticals has occupied for decades!"

Reginald, smugly embracing his lover's waist, spoke with the disdain of an ordinary white old man who had had a few drinks, "That bitch—! Ha! Maybe she's still with that Vanderbilt kid—hiccup!"

Reginald's lover was a sexy Spanish woman. She nestled beside him, letting his large, fleshy hands roam over her body, feeding him fruit. "Darling~ who are you talking about~"

With his beautiful wife in his arms, Reginald was quite pleased with himself and began to boast to his lover.

Hearing Reginald's words, the lover's eyes flickered slightly, and she said in a coquettish voice, "Ah~ won't she take revenge on you, Darling?"

Reginald scoffed at this, "Her? An Italian woman, does she think she can cause trouble in the American region? Her mistake is that she doesn't know her place!"

"She thinks she's something special just because she owns a lab and has some patents, but in reality, she has no roots in the US, so she's nothing."

"If I can get her into the FBI once, I can get her into it a second time."

"Darling~ You're amazing~"

The beauty offered a passionate kiss, and Reginald leered at her, but no one heard the sound of the living room window being pried open.

When King and the others are on a mission, they are completely different from their usual selves. Even the most carefree Sky is cold, quiet, and alert, walking almost without making a sound.

Today they were all wearing equipment provided by Tang Tang. If they weren't in a rush to get to work, Tang Tang would have stopped them one by one to take some photos as souvenirs.

After all, the equipment Tang Tang gave them was a complete set, not only with excellent performance but also with a very high aesthetic appeal.

Each one of them was equipped with a masked suit; the cold, hard blades combined with the mystery of the masked suit made them incredibly cool.

Top-tier mercenaries possess advanced combat awareness. Without uttering a sound, they communicated seamlessly even while moving, simply by gathering supplies.

The villa where my lover stayed had surveillance equipment, but unfortunately, Land hacked into it and successfully shut it down before I arrived.

Once they confirmed that no one was on the first floor, they sneaked up to the second floor.

The master bedroom door wasn't closed properly, and as soon as the group went up to the second floor, they heard some rather unhealthy noises coming from inside.

"..."

The mercenaries stopped in their tracks and looked hesitantly at King.

King paused for a moment, then made a gesture to make a move.

There's no way they can wait; they're in a hurry to get home.

So Sky took the lead, kicked open the bedroom door, and rushed in.

The others followed closely behind, startling Reginald, who was in the middle of a passionate encounter, who screamed and his half-finished erection immediately went limp.

The lover realized what was happening and was about to scream when Land forcibly silenced her with an anesthetic.

Looking at the five masked thugs (although Sky and Land were both short), and his lover who had fainted in front of him, Reginald could only shakily raise his hand and kneel naked on the bed, a truly shocking sight.

[My tenosynovitis flared up, so I'm posting one chapter now. I'll finish the other chapter later if I can finish writing it today; otherwise, I'll post it tomorrow.]