Invasion of the United States

But upon hearing the man on the 'Harley' speak, the girl still widened her eyes, thinking to herself: "Arrest you? Are you hinting that you're the one who killed the governor?

And of all the people, you choose to brag in front of Victor? Could it be... you're trying to tempt me?"

Hari's eyes lit up, finding it very amusing.

The man who had taken a seat noticed the young girl looking at him, thinking she had taken the bait. He gave a nonchalant smile, then pulled out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket.

Zhou Qingfeng was watching the exotic dancer twisting her hips over at the bar. After a while, he felt repulsed—her sagging breasts, thick legs, and flat butt couldn't compare to Hari's figure.

Seeing that someone was trying to play it cool in front of him, he bluntly warned, "Don't smoke in front of me."

In the dim light of the bar, the man looked Zhou Qingfeng up and down with disdain, failing to recognize him as a wanted criminal, only seeing an Asian young man.

Glancing at the drink on the table, he sneered even more, "Kid, still suckling? A bar isn't a place for you to loiter. Do you know who I am..."

Zhou Qingfeng, cold-headed and unwilling to waste words, casually grabbed the man's hair and slammed his forehead hard onto the hardwood table, right against his plastic lighter.

The lighter cracked and exploded on impact, sending a super shock to the man's head, leaving him dazed and clutching his forehead as he stumbled away.

The commotion was noticeable, but in the noisy bar, no one paid any attention.

However, there's never a shortage of braggarts in a bar. Chase one away, and another comes, almost following the same routine—tossing motorcycle keys on the table and trying to chat up Hari.

The subtle ones would weave a melancholic story as setup, but most drunks were very direct,

immediately claiming to be last night's 'Killer Demon' or 'Evil Spirit Rider', boasting how they killed the Florida governor in front of a nationwide audience.

The essence of bluffing lies in who can be more shameless, who's more eloquent, who can spin a tale so outrageous, just to please the women they're interested in, leveraging 'the big head to benefit the little head.'

After a few drinks, the patient ones would drive to a hotel, while the impatient ones would just head to the bar's restroom.

At first, Hari found the initial few braggarts amusing, but hearing more and more, she just felt the bar drunks seriously lacked creativity in their lines.

Especially with Zhou Qingfeng, the real 'Evil Spirit Rider' present, no matter how others bragged, the words felt particularly pale in comparison.

For those attempting to chat her up, Zhou Qingfeng showed no kindness, either dismissing or chasing them away, even resorting to a physical lesson. But he couldn't leave; the contact Old Juan had arranged hadn't arrived yet.

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At this moment, a thin man with a moustache suddenly sat down at the table. His gaze was cold as a knife, staring directly at Hari.

Hari was nestled in Zhou Qingfeng's arms, enjoying the rare affection.

"Hari, don't pretend not to recognize your own father." The man's voice was low and hoarse.

Zhou Qingfeng immediately noticed Hari's reaction. Her body tensed up suddenly, as if bitten by a poisonous snake, reacting excessively on the spot.

The 'Moustache Man' ignored Hari's reaction and turned his gaze to Zhou Qingfeng, bluntly asking: "Kid, how much are you planning to spend to marry my daughter?"

"Daughter?" Hari abruptly lifted her head from Zhou Qingfeng's embrace, flames of anger igniting in her eyes, "I'm not your daughter! I've never had a father who's a drunk, a gambler, and a drug addict! You're not worthy!"

The 'Moustache Man' scoffed as if completely unfazed by Hari's anger. His gaze remained fixed on Zhou Qingfeng, with a hint of threat and greed in his voice:

"Kid, I know who you are, I know you're worth billions of US dollars.

I also know the police are hunting for you, and the government has put a million-dollar bounty on your head. Right now, there's a lot of bounty hunters looking for you."

As he spoke, he pulled out an old phone from his pocket, the screen displaying a few photos still circulating around.

The photos included frontal shots of Zhou Qingfeng, ones taken before he left the test farm, the state government's issued investigation order, and images of him robbing the 'Blood Collection Center.'

Though this information was a bit outdated.

The 'Moustache Man,' however, smiled smugly, as if he had Zhou Qingfeng cornered. He rubbed his palms together and mockingly said:

"I found out clearly that Old Juan is sheltering you. But you've ruined my daughter's normal life, you owe some compensation.

I don't want much, give me ten million US dollars, and Hari is yours. How about it, pretty good deal, right?"

Hari stared at her father as if looking at an idiot, barely restraining herself from smashing a wine bottle over his head.

She snorted inwardly: The last person who tried to blackmail Victor was Ellison Parker, and he was a governor. Now he's in the morgue. FirstseenonMV4LEMP|YR.

'Moustache Man' continued talking to himself: "Baby, you're worth this price. Even if you aren't, the CEO sure is."

At this point, he added a couple of warning sentences, "Also, I've been watching you two for a while. Don't try to kill me; I have accomplices watching too.

If you dare touch me, my partner will call the cops immediately. Think carefully, what's more important, the money or your own life.

Give me the money, and I'll leave right away."

The noise of the bar still echoed around, but at this moment, tension filled the air around Zhou Qingfeng. He stared at the 'Moustache Man' for a few seconds, then slowly reached out his hand...

"What are you trying to do?" The 'Moustache Man' didn't understand Zhou Qingfeng's action and had to dodge backward, "I warn you, I really have accomplices watching you."