Late at night, LA City had shed the hustle and bustle of daytime and returned to the silence of the night. The dazzling lights of thousands of neon signs lent the city a faint and dreamlike aura, intoxicating those immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

At this very moment, in the office on the second floor of the Bihaus Club, Marlo lay casually on the sofa. In front of him were stacks of bright red banknotes, striking at first glance.

Beside the money sat two other people, each with a new bill counting machine. Meticulously, they sorted through the banknotes, tying the counted bills neatly with paper bands and stacking them aside.

The bright red banknotes appeared unnaturally prominent under the dim yellow light of the office, and their staggering quantity made for quite a visual impact!

Watching the money and listening to the sound of the counting machines, Marlo's lips curled into a slight smile, and a hint of satisfaction emerged on his otherwise stern face, reflecting his considerable contentment!

This money represented a month's pure income from all his establishments, totaling in the millions!

It should be noted that although Marlo's territory and influence were far inferior to Yunting's, he had several establishments in prime golden locations, where it was no exaggeration to speak of money pouring in every day.

That's precisely why Marlo could have such astonishing monthly income!

And this didn't even account for Marlo's profits in the black market!

If Marlo's black market businesses were included, the current income could nearly double!

Knock knock knock!

Just as Marlo was happily gazing at the stacks of bright red banknotes, a clear knock sounded at the door!

The knock was neither hurried nor slow, resonating steady and powerful, distinctly audible in the tranquil office!

Upon hearing it, the smile on Marlo's face gradually froze, and his eyes flashed a cold gleam as he glared at the two heavily armed underlings guarding the door, revealing his displeasure!

Although Marlo was an out-and-out desperado, he conducted his affairs with considerable caution. He enforced a rule among his men that when he was counting money, no one should disturb him!

And now the knock at the door annoyed Marlo greatly!

Seeing Marlo's expression, the two guards at the door instantly understood. They walked slowly to the door, pressed their ears against it, and softly said, "Who is it!?"

"It's your grandpa!"

At the moment the two guards finished speaking, a chilling voice suddenly came, followed by a forceful blow directly hitting the door!

Bang!

Accompanied by a muffled noise, the tightly locked door was smashed open by the tremendous force, and the two guards at the door were caught off guard, pinned beneath the fallen door panel.

As the panel pressed onto the two guards, Lu Yu walked in from outside, stepping onto the door panel and slowly entered the room. Upon seeing the stacks of bright red banknotes on the table, a playful smile emerged on his face. Looking at the Marlo on the sofa, he said, "Mr. Ma, business is booming!"

This statement, neither loud nor soft, was extremely clear in Marlo's ears, making him startle involuntarily.

"Who are you!?"

Seeing Lu Yu, Marlo immediately stood up from the sofa, staring at Lu Yu intensely, his eyes filled with uncertainty: "How did you get up here!?"

For security during the money counting process, Marlo had placed fully armed thugs and Little Brothers throughout the hallway, ready to report at the first sign of trouble!

But just now, aside from the initial series of knocks, there had been no reports whatsoever; what was going on!?

Marlo was now staring at the Lu Yu in front of him, filled with shock!

"How I got up here isn't important!"

Hearing Marlo's words, Lu Yu smiled slightly and abruptly exerted force with his foot, stomping down fiercely!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the two guards beneath the door panel felt a powerful force surge through them, their eyes rolling back as they instantly fell unconscious.

"What's important is, what I want with you!?"

After knocking out the two guards, Lu Yu slowly stepped towards Marlo, his words laced with a hint of playfulness, imposing substantial psychological pressure!

What do I want with you!?

Upon hearing this, Marlo's heart trembled. He looked at the Lu Yu slowly approaching him and coldly said, "What do you want!?"

His words were accompanied by a furrowed brow. His right hand reaching for his back, his entire demeanor screaming vigilance, as if ready to act at any moment!

Bear in mind, Marlo had reached his current position through sheer hard work. Without some decent skills, he would never have achieved today's status!

"It's very simple!"

Hearing Marlo's words, Lu Yu smiled slightly, reached out, and directly retrieved an already severely deformed bullet head, asking, "Recently, two people under your guidance bought many customized sniper bullets. I want to know about them!"

Buzzzz!

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Marlo's eyes widened, immediately thinking of Li Ming and Song Hao!

Could it be they bought bullets to deal with this man!?

Thinking back, a solemn expression emerged in Marlo's eyes.

He was well aware of Li Ming and Song Hao's identities; both were professional killers dealing in blood-stained life-and-death trades. Earlier, he sold them customized bullets strictly as business, with no deeper involvement.

But even Marlo hadn't anticipated that selling them bullets would so quickly result in someone confronting him!

Recognize that people like Li Ming and Song Hao never provoke nobodies; now faced with Lu Yu, it's clearly marked that he won't be easy to contend with!

Upon considering this, Marlo's eyes revealed a determined look, and he coldly chuckled, shook his head, then said, "Indeed, I sold them such bullets, and I do know their information."

Hearing Marlo's words, a faint smile appeared on Lu Yu's face, prepared to delve further.

But at that moment, Marlo suddenly moved!

Whoosh!

With a slight sound, a streak of silver light erupted from Marlo's back, swiftly slashing towards Lu Yu's throat!