8: Chapter 8: The Los Santos Police Department was terrified. "This is the rule here!"

On the streets of Rodeo Drive.

Shattered glass refracted blinding light under the sun.

Chu Feng's custom leather shoes stepped mercilessly onto William's terrified face.

"What was it you said earlier? How did you want your men to toy with my woman?"

Chu Feng looked down at him from above, applying slight pressure with the tip of his foot.

"Crack, crack..."

A grinding sound came from William's cheekbones. He convulsed violently in pain, his face covered in tears and snot.

Under the feet of this man who was like a demon god.

He finally realized that the Colton Family's signboard was worth less than toilet paper here!

"I was wrong... Master... oh no, God! Please spare me!"

William wailed incoherently, his hands clutching Chu Feng's thigh tightly.

"I have money! I have lots and lots of money! I'll pay for the damages to Chanel!"

"I'll give you ten million... no, twenty million dollars! Please don't kill me!"

Chu Feng sneered and turned his head to look at Marcus, the leader of Blood Skull, who was kneeling to the side.

"What about you? Didn't you bring people here to chop me up?"

Marcus shuddered in terror and slammed his head against the ground with a thudding sound:

"I wouldn't dare! Sir, I was blind!"

"I had no idea that this idiot William had offended you!"

"We, Blood Skull, are willing to hand over all our cash and territory. We only ask that you take the money lent to our brothers this morning... no, that's a tribute to you! It's a tribute to you!"

Marcus was now regretting it so much his guts were turning green.

He finally understood that the millions in loan funds today were like throwing meat buns at a dog—gone forever.

If he could just save his life, it would be a blessing from God!

"You're smart."

Chu Feng curled his lip in disdain.

In his eyes, these low-level gangsters and rich second-generation kids were nothing more than ants he could crush at any moment.

What he needed now was to blow this incident up completely.

To let the entire underworld and capital circles of Los Santos know.

That a lunatic who couldn't be messed with had arrived on this land!

Just then.

A shrill siren sounded again from the end of the street.

"Woo-wah—woo-wah—woo-wah—"

A dozen police cars marked with the police department's logo roared into Rodeo Drive.

William hadn't just called the gangsters earlier.

He had also used his family connections to contact the chief of the Los Santos West District branch directly.

At this moment, the lead Sergeant James jumped out of the police car, drew the Glock pistol from his waist, hid behind the car door, and roared at the center of the street: "LAPD! Everyone drop your weapons! Hands on your heads and get on the ground!"

Dozens of heavily armed Los Santos police officers used their patrol cars as cover, raising their riot shields and pistols, treating the situation as a grave threat.

William, who was sprawled on the ground, seemed to see a savior and struggled to lift his head, screaming hoarsely:

"Sergeant James! Save me! I am William of the Colton Family!"

"Shoot this yellow-skinned monkey! He's a terrorist!"

However, William's screaming came to an abrupt halt.

Because he discovered that Sergeant James, who had been aggressive just moments ago, looked like he had been struck by lightning after seeing the situation on the street, completely dumbfounded.

What did Sergeant James see through the observation port of his riot shield?

Over a thousand burly men in black jackets with expressionless faces!

Not only that, but these thousand-plus men faced the police guns without a single one showing even the slightest hint of panic.

The two hundred or so fierce thugs standing on the outer perimeter, the moment they heard the police roar, unhesitatingly aimed their submachine guns and automatic rifles at the police cars!

These are terrorists?

This is clearly a regular army armed to the teeth!

Sergeant James felt his legs go weak, and his earlier bravado vanished instantly.

Are you kidding me?

With their few dozen crappy pistols, a single volley from the other side would turn them and their cars into Swiss cheese!

Being a police officer in the USA is for getting a high salary and retiring comfortably.

Who the hell would go head-to-head with an army for a few thousand dollars a month?

"Mis... misunderstanding!"

In William's desperate gaze, Sergeant James decisively threw his Glock pistol to the ground, then raised his hands high and stood up from behind the police car.

Immediately after, the Los Santos police officers behind the dozen police cars threw away their weapons in perfect unison and raised their hands over their heads, their movements so practiced it was heartbreaking.

"Officer! We were just passing by! We received a report of traffic congestion and came to direct traffic!"

Sergeant James said with a face full of smiles, shouting loudly in the direction of Chu Feng.

The whole scene was dead silent!

The LAPD, who were usually high and mighty and threw their weight around.

Were as docile as a group of newborn quails in the face of absolute firepower suppression.

"Hahaha..."

Chu Feng threw his head back and laughed loudly.

This is the USA!

This is the so-called beacon of capitalism!

Here, there is no such thing as absolute fairness.

Only absolute force and wealth!

As long as your gun barrels are thick enough and you have enough people.

Even the police, who represent the state's violence, have to obediently make way for you!

"Since you're here to direct traffic, stay right there."

Chu Feng sneered, not bothering to pay any more attention to these spineless cowards.

He turned his head to look at Alice, who had been clinging tightly to his thigh.

The girl was already quite aroused by the extreme aesthetics of violence just now.

"Do you like the things in this shop?"

Chu Feng pointed at the messy Chanel flagship store.

Alice nodded submissively and said coquettishly: "As long as it's a gift from Master, I like it..."

Chu Feng lifted his foot and kicked William, who was on the ground, sending him rolling several times, then said as if commanding a dog:

"Ten million dollars for emotional distress, plus buy all the stock in this shop."

"If I don't see the money in my account within five minutes, I'll chop off one of your legs first."

William didn't dare to have the slightest thought of resistance.

He pulled out his phone, trembling, and even though his fingers were shaking, he dialed the family finance department as fast as he could and hoarsely ordered an immediate transfer.

"Pack up all the clothes and bags in the shop that fit her, and send them to the presidential suite at the Hilton Hotel."

Chu Feng threw down a cold sentence.

Afterward, under the gaze of over a thousand fierce thugs and dozens of police officers with their hands up, he wrapped his arm around Alice.

The girl very cooperatively leaned into Chu Feng's broad chest.

The two of them got directly into a bulletproof Rolls-Royce Phantom hijacked by the thugs.

"Back to the hotel."

Chu Feng leaned back against the luxurious leather seat and closed his eyes.

Accompanied by the roar of the engine.

The Rolls-Royce, escorted by the thugs, arrogantly drove away from Rodeo Drive.

Leaving behind a ground full of terrified gangsters and police, as well as Young Master William, who had been completely reduced to a cripple.

...

Twenty minutes later.

Hilton Hotel, presidential suite.

The heavy solid wood door had just closed.

Before Chu Feng could take off his trench coat.

Alice had already wrapped herself around him like a snake in heat.

She stretched out her fair, soft arms and hugged Chu Feng's neck tightly.

Her full red lips kissed Chu Feng's lips impatiently.

On Rodeo Drive just now, Chu Feng's domineering aura, treating the police as nothing and crushing everything like an emperor.

Had already completely shattered this foreign woman's psychological defenses, transforming them into the purest desire for a strong man.

"Master... I can't take it anymore..."

Alice loosened her lips, panting, her sea-blue eyes filled with unquenchable lust.

While murmuring, she used her trembling hands to undo the buttons of Chu Feng's shirt.

Chu Feng grabbed the girl's slender waist and picked her up directly.

Alice let out a soft cry.

Chu Feng strode to the spacious floor-to-ceiling window.

"Weren't you quite provocative on the street just now? Know how to beg for mercy now?"