So, Lu Da captured Zhu Ge Yuheng and hasn't dared to leave any clues until now, intending to wait until she is safe before sending a signal to Jiang Feng to continue with their plan.
She's afraid that if Jiang Feng discovers something too early, she might not be able to return.
"Zhu Ge Yuheng, do you know me?"
At this moment, Tarsen suddenly said to the disheveled and captive Zhu Ge Yuheng, "Although it's our first meeting, we should be quite familiar with each other's names by now!"
"Of course, aren't you the renowned Chairman Tarsen? I've heard so much about you, though I never expected you to go to such lengths against Mr. Jiang. I'm flattered, truly an eye-opener."
Zhu Ge Yuheng replied with a sneer.
His jaw was still dislocated, and although speaking was excruciatingly painful, he wouldn't miss the chance to mock Tarsen.
"Shut up! Zhu Ge Yuheng, let's not even discuss how many times you and Chu Renxiong have ruined my plans. Even after Chu Renxiong's death, you got tangled up with that Jiang Feng, sealing your fate as his companion in the grave!"
Tarsen said with hatred on his face, "That Jiang Feng killed my three sons and many of my men, and took away my beloved woman. I will get all my revenge from him; once he enters Myanmar, I will personally tear him to pieces!"
"I hope you can keep up that tough talk when Mr. Jiang arrives!" Zhu Ge Yuheng responded with another sneer.
He knew he could not sacrifice himself and that he inevitably faced the fate of being bait to lure Jiang Feng into Myanmar. Given this, he could only hope that Jiang Feng would descend like a god to annihilate these foreign enemies.
"Haha, even at death's door you still have a sharp tongue, but don't worry, I will soon shatter your illusions and let you become a ghost of Myanmar alongside Jiang Feng!" Tarsen replied dismissively.
At this point, Lu Da suddenly spoke up, "Alright, let's stop talking for now, I need to take him back to report to Hemeng. Once Jiang Feng comes to Myanmar, I will inform you. I hope you can dismember him thoroughly before Hemeng makes a move, so my sacrifice won't be in vain!"
Tarsen was moved by her words: "Lu Da, rest assured! Your loyalty to me will not be forgotten! Once Hemeng is dead, I will bring you back to my side to continue serving me."
Lu Da gave a bitter smile, said nothing, and left with Zhu Ge Yuheng.
Tarsen watched Lu Da's graceful figure, clenched his fists tightly, and said through gritted teeth, "Let's go to the Blood Demon Gang!"
...
Due to Sword Saint Dan Min and two other top disciples of Hemeng, Sai Gang and Ye Tu, dying in China last time, Hemeng pinned this grudge on Tarsen.
He even declared that he was severing all ties with Tarsen, forbidding him from going to Elder Jian Palace again.
But Tarsen wouldn't let go of his hatred for Jiang Feng, instead, it intensified to the point of irreconcilable enmity!
This time, sending Lu Da to China was Hemeng's idea, but Lu Da secretly revealed this information to Tarsen, so he knew what was going on.
All shared the same enemy, both Hemeng and Tarsen wanted revenge, so there was no room for politeness.
If Jiang Feng didn't die by his hands, he couldn't avenge his three sons and five bodyguards, so Tarsen, even at the risk of offending Hemeng, must act against Jiang Feng before him!
Of course, he needed manpower to take down Jiang Feng.
But Tarsen had become a lone figure, and with only thirty men, it wasn't enough to scratch Jiang Feng.
Fortunately, he had money.
He had already hired a notorious gang from Neibi with a lot of cash, the Blood Demon Gang!
This Blood Demon Gang consisted of experts from the United States and Europe, and they formed a gang in Neibi.
Though small in number, they quickly made a fearsome reputation, becoming a formidable force in Neibi.
They were led by five heads, each one powerful.
Their recruits were all ruthlessly efficient, valuing quality before quantity.
Tarsen believed that with their help, he could surely cause tremendous trouble for Jiang Feng!
Soon, he traveled in a car with his men to the headquarters of the Blood Demon Gang.
Due to his special status, Tarsen left his entourage outside and, guided by two Blood Demon Gang members, directly entered the hall.
At this moment, a tall, burly white man was pounding a sandbag at the edge of the hall.
The 300-kilogram sandbag was filled with iron sand, yet his punches made it sound like a drum.
The entire hall was faintly trembling.
"Mr. Ma Long, Chairman Tarsen is here." A Blood Demon Gang member respectfully said to the white man who was punching.
"Hmm?"
The white man Ma Long immediately stopped punching, took a clean towel from the side to wipe his sweat, and smiled at Tarsen, "Chairman Tarsen, I bet you are here to tell me that young Chinese man is about to enter the country, right?"
"Correct!"
Tarsen nodded, "If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon be in Myanmar. Then it's up to you."
Ma Long laughed out loud, "Chairman Tarsen, are you doubting our Blood Demon Gang? We've taken your money, and naturally, we'll handle this cleanly for you. Just provide me with the details, and I guarantee that once that young Chinese man steps onto Myanmar soil, I'll pummel him into pulp!"
"Mr. Ma Long, I meant no disrespect, though I wish that Chinese Jiang Feng nothing but pain, I must admit, he's not as easy to handle as you might think!"
Tarsen said calmly, "My five men and even several of Master Hemeng's disciples all died at his hands. He's like a crossing dragon, you must not underestimate him!"
"Chairman Tarsen, you've said similar things twice now, but don't compare your subpar men and those Myanmar disciples of old Hemeng to us!"
"We are noble Westerners, and because the pay you offered is quite generous, my boss said he would personally take part in this mission, leading our five heads to serve you. Are you assured now?" Ma Long said contemptuously.
"Mr. Taylor said that? Excellent, the Blood Demon Gang is indeed sincere! Then I'll await good news. Once accomplished, I'll give your gang another reward to express my gratitude!" Tarsen said with a sense of being honored.
"Haha! Working with a wealthy boss like Chairman Tarsen is delightful. Rest assured, I'll crush that lowly Chinese into a pile of pulp myself and deliver it to you!"
"Remember to leave him alive, I want to deal with him personally!"
Tarsen smiled with satisfaction, "I'll head back then, keep me updated."
Leaving the Blood Demon Gang's headquarters and returning to his car, Tarsen planned to return to Heigu Group but suddenly fell into contemplation.
If the Blood Demon Gang alone could kill Jiang Feng, that would be best, but if not, he needed another guarantee.
After all, he had too many past failures and was quite wary of Jiang Feng, he must ensure everything goes flawlessly.
He then said to the driver in front, "Go to Huaxia Street, find the Chinese Dragon!"