Chapter 83 Bald Beast
Species: Bald Beast
Nickname: Dominic
Level: Ultimate
Type: Humanoid? (To be determined)
Subspecies: Racer Beast, Leather Jacket Beast, Poker Face Beast
Skills: I'm in charge of showing off, you guys are in charge of cooperating with me.
Personal Introduction: The beginning and end of everything, the projection of the Great Universe, the Child of the World, listening to the sounds of all things, revived from the source of sin, embodying the power of love and truth.
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After learning of Letty's death, Bald Beast Dominic's anger and despair caused his inner cosmos to erupt, evolving him from Perfect Form Racer Beast to Ultimate Form—Bald Beast.
So he abandoned the promising career of a street racer and switched to working for the 'Women's Federation'.
As a street thug who couldn't use guns, had no formal combat training, and only knew how to race, he actually went undercover alone into Braga's lair to avenge Letty, seeking revenge.
Braga was a big drug lord who had risen to prominence in New York over the past two years; FBI agents had died at his hands more than a handful of times, he had hundreds of loyal subordinates, and controlled hundreds of millions of dollars in funds; Dominic himself was wanted only for robbing several million dollars worth of DVD and audio electronics.
But he had a mysterious confidence, believing he could definitely take down Braga and avenge Letty.
Where did he get such courage?
Perhaps he met Liang Jingru during his escape.
But what was even more infuriating was that he actually managed to successfully show off, truly succeeding in stealing 60 million dollars worth of drugs from Braga's dozen or so armed elite subordinates.
That night, he went alone and empty-handed, bringing only a can of natural gas, then blew up the drug convoy, successfully seizing Braga's goods.
This guy often shows off, this guy is not good at showing off, but this guy often succeeds in showing off. How could Mo Fei, who madly practiced Xing Yi Quan and firearms to be able to show off, feel about this? Damn it, he was beaten black and blue by Mindy almost every day, and he wouldn't dare to claim such a feat as Dominic's, after all, he couldn't instantly kill a dozen gang elites, and he might even be killed by others.
If Mo Fei saw this, he would definitely despair: So who exactly is the cheater?
But how could Mo Fei know that Dominic had evolved into an Ultimate Digimon—Bald Beast!
I ask all the Worlds, which Bald Beast isn't a big shot?
...Since he also knew he was being watched by the FBI, Mo Fei decided not to go out, honestly acting as his Doctor, treating illnesses and saving lives, and waiting until he got rid of that Supervisor Rhode, who clearly wasn't a good person.
The Great Strength Pill was indeed gaining popularity in Chinatown, with a continuous stream of people coming to purchase it every day. Mo Fei earned at least tens of thousands of dollars daily, and at its peak, over a hundred thousand dollars a day.
It could be said that over time, Mo Fei could become a billionaire just by relying on the Great Strength Pill.
His choice of the Great Strength Pill as a reward for his medical skill upgrade was truly a wise decision.
[Treated an old woman for rheumatism, gained 1 experience point.]
[Medical Skill Lv4: A fledgling bird, still very tender, be careful someone doesn't knock your bird straight down! (Experience 123/1000)]
After seeing off the last customer, Mo Fei stretched: "The money from treating illnesses and saving lives isn't as much as what I earn lying down selling Great Strength Pills!"
"Brother, what do you want to do?" Mindy looked at Mo Fei warily, sensing that his thoughts at the moment were a bit dangerous: "Don't forget Mom and Dad's last wish, this medical clinic must be passed down."
"I know, I know." Mo Fei waved his hand lazily: "Just a little emotion, not really closing up shop."
"Oh, and the Great Strength Pill stock is depleted again, I need to get more raw materials to make some."
"Then you go, Brother, but don't cause any more trouble."
If Mindy hadn't heard that Mo Fei had gotten into trouble with the FBI again, the grass on Braga's grave would have been three zhang high.
Mo Fei drove his old Chevrolet out of the house.
At the same time, there were people in two black cars watching Mo Fei: "He's left the house, let's follow him quickly."
"What's the rush! Following too closely will get us discovered. Let him speed for a while! We have a tracker on his car, no worries!"
"That's true, then let's wait a couple of minutes before following."
Mo Fei had just driven the bumblebee a short distance from his home when his keen senses detected someone following him from behind.
"If not the FBI idiots, then who?"
The FBI installing listening and tracking systems on the bumblebee was like sticking a one-meter thorn into a lion and thinking the lion wouldn't notice.
And with the various subtle hints from the bumblebee, Mo Fei of course knew the FBI was monitoring him, so he was very clear whether the people following him were the FBI or not.
"Let me think, besides the FBI, who else could I have offended? Assassin Alliance, Braga, Decepticons... Hiss, thinking about it, I might actually have quite a few enemies!"
But on second thought, the Assassin Alliance was unlikely; they were still training Wesley, hoping for father and son to kill each other.
The Decepticons shouldn't be it either, otherwise the bumblebee would have warned him by now.
So the most likely culprit was undoubtedly Braga, whom he had cuckolded.
At that time, they used an RPG to blast him, and they would surely check for casualties afterward.
Upon finding no casualties, they naturally knew Mo Fei had escaped.
"Braga's men?" Mo Fei's lips curved into a faint smile: "Then it's going to be fun!"
Two FBI agents, eating hamburgers and listening to music, leisurely followed behind Mo Fei.
Suddenly, a piercing noise erupted, startling them into quickly discarding their headphones.
"What's going on?"
The two exchanged glances, suddenly having a bad feeling, and quickly looked at the monitor, only to see static.
The FBI's listening and tracking systems installed on Mo Fei's car were destroyed simultaneously!
"Damn it! Quickly pull up the street surveillance, we must find him, or Supervisor Rhode will skin us alive!"
After ordering the now-mature Chevrolet to destroy the FBI's surveillance system, Mo Fei, using his expert driving skills, led the people following him on a high-speed chase through New York City.
He tested the opponents' strength; it wasn't bad, much better than those rookie FBI agents.
"That's right, I remember Braga had many good drivers under him, who ran drugs for him to evade police cars! Dominic and Xiao Jinmao Brian both held that position."
Mo Fei smiled, gripping the steering wheel with one hand, sent a message to Mindy, and then led the people behind him towards the suburbs.
Killing, of course, required a more secluded place.
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"Supervisor Rhode, we lost him..."
They had already pre-ordered hard hats and shovels, just waiting to complete their resignation procedures.
"What? Are you all pig brains? What good are you to me?"
After scolding the people who were monitoring Mo Fei, Supervisor Rhode, with a gloomy face, hung up the phone and became even more convinced that Mo Fei was Braga.
Because Brian and Dominic had stolen 60 million dollars worth of Braga's goods, they had arranged to meet Braga face-to-face tonight, and Mo Fei just happened to shake off the FBI's surveillance at this time...