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Meanwhile, another member took a deep breath in that short time, and the next moment the entire third floor would hear a huge sound of "enemy attack".
The intruders will pay a heavy price, and the member has already begun to consider what kind of torture to use to torment this reckless person.
Ideas in one's head will remain just ideas until they are fully implemented.
With the thumb, index finger, and middle finger forming a claw, grip the throat, choking the breath in the throat. Then, forcefully crush the Adam's apple with the thumb, and smash the ribs with the left hand to the chest, penetrating the heart.
All in one go.
After completing a series of actions, before the member who had been pierced by the broken sword Yao Guang had even hit the ground, Mo Jiang gently supported the two corpses to prevent them from falling and making noise that would alert others. At the same time, he tucked them into a secluded corner and covered them with something.
Thirty seconds later, apart from the boss of the "Guillotine" in the office, there was no one left alive on the entire third floor.
At this moment, the leader of the "Guillotine" was clutching the wound on his right shoulder. His right arm was severed at the root, a punishment for his failed attempt to retrieve the gun from the drawer.
Mo Jiang stood in front of the leader of the "Guillotine," his shadow completely engulfing the leader under the lamplight.
“Tell me the safe’s combination, and I’ll give you a quick death.”
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81. I've decided, let's name the club 【ilventod'oro】.
"dream!"
With a whoosh, the leader of the guillotine sliced off a piece of flesh. Under the sharp edge of the broken sword Yao Guang, he belatedly felt the pain.
"Have some backbone!"
Mo Jiang's face revealed a bloodthirsty expression, with a hint of madness. "Then I'll break your bones one by one and see which one has any spirit."
He channeled his inner energy into the sword blade, piercing the body of the guillotine leader. With a twist of his wrist, the sword brought out a broken rib.
The leader of the guillotine immediately screamed, but Mo Jiang punched him in the face and stuffed a bottle of marigold potion into his mouth to ensure he wouldn't die so quickly.
"The human body has 206 bones. If you can hold on until you have 100 bones and not say anything, then I respect you as a real man."
"Now, let me see just how tough you really are."
As it turned out, the leader of the guillotine was tough, but only his mouth was tough. When Mo Jiang broke the third rib, he told him everything.
All he wanted was one thing: a quick and painless death.
……
Mo Jiang then went downstairs and secretly and silently executed all the gang members he encountered along the way.
The core members of the Guillotine Gang need to be dealt with, but these non-core members also need to be eliminated, otherwise it will only increase the strength of other gangs.
Mo Jiang wanted a clean territory that would obey his orders.
The presence of these people makes this area "unclean".
The gang members on the second floor were also unable to stop Mo Jiang's assassination. Mo Jiang, whose physical abilities had surpassed those of ordinary people, was like a conscious shadow, silently devouring those gang members.
Ten minutes later, Mo Jiang pushed open the door leading to the wooden house of Skalitz and carried all the corpses over.
While the police have no obligation to protect citizens, Bloom Corporation has no obligation to specifically investigate gang feuds.
But if too many people die at once, even the police have to put on a show, and the ctOS system will be on high alert for the next few days.
Not to mention those professionals who rush to comment on the news.
In today's highly information-driven society, it is extremely difficult to hide a corpse for a long time, let alone a double-digit number of corpses.
Fortunately, there just happens to be a place in Mojiang that can handle a large number of corpses, and no one has investigated the matter yet.
Mo Jiang in Chicago is an undocumented immigrant, so he would naturally become a suspect if any case were to occur.
But Mojan of Bohemia was the governor of a royal territory, so even if he committed murder openly, no one could accuse him.
Not long ago, he led four men to charge against a Cuman army of more than 800 men.
Not to mention his later actions of using the heads of Cumans and bandits to build a mound of skulls.
Is the fact that the Governor of Mojiang committed murder a single incident?
what?
You mean the governor had Fritz have someone dig a huge pit and bury all those corpses?
That was indeed news; the governor was so merciful that he allowed those people to be buried instead of letting them be eaten by stray dogs.
Praise be to the Governor!
……
Following the coordinates left by the Salvation Wine, Mo Jiang returned to the Guillotine boss's office, opened the safe, and packed up all the cash and pistols inside before taking them with him.
For gangsters, money in banks could be frozen at any time, so they prefer to keep cash in safes.
In this way, it actually benefits Mojiang.
Looking at the office, which was completely deserted except for some bloodstains.
After thinking for a moment, Mo Jiang summoned the broken sword Yao Guang and used it to carve the following on the wall: 【il vento d'奇贰3.冥死氿起「（〣三？）】思oro】
In Italian, it means "the golden wind".
Then they engraved the symbol "@@@" on it, which looks like "666" stuck together.
"Yeah, as expected, if you want to become a Yangko star, you need to have three golden hairs."
After leaving behind the name he wanted to establish, Mo Jiang left the bar with a bag of cash.
Just like when it came, it was silent and unnoticed.
Come without a trace, go without a trace.
……
The following day, Sun Ke brought Roland to the coffee shop where they were supposed to meet.
Upon entering, the two immediately spotted Mo Jiang sitting in the corner, a spot by the window where he could observe the entire scene at any time.
Have a good day at school?
Mo Jiang casually greeted the two students and then handed them two badges and a stack of money.
The badge is about the size of a coin, with a background of golden ears of rice bent by the wind, and the words "il vento d'oro" inscribed in the center.
"The intelligence is accurate, so I'll give you two choices. One is to take this money back and study hard. If you're capable of going to university, I can cover your tuition."
"The other is to wear this badge and join the Golden Wind. You should know the rules for joining a gang."
That stack of money was quite a lot; even if split equally, it would be enough for both families to live on for a long time.
These two lads said they wanted to follow Mo Jiang, but it was probably just a momentary impulse, so he gave them a whole night to think it over.
After all, Mo Jiang knew very well that what he wanted to do was dangerous.
In principle, these two students should not be involved, since they are both minors.
As a result, Sun Ke suddenly put the money into his schoolbag, carefully looked around to make sure no one had seen what happened, and then handed the schoolbag back.
"Don't display cash in public, especially large amounts; it's dangerous."
Exposing large sums of cash in public will inevitably attract armed robbery. Losing money is a minor issue; the real danger is losing your life.
Sun Ke, who has lived in Chicago for six or seven years, is very familiar with the city's rules and regulations.
After pushing the bag containing the money back to Mo Jiang, the two of them immediately picked up the [Golden Wind] badge and put it on their shoulders.
Roland's face was filled with excitement. "I heard that all the people from the guillotine have disappeared, and the safe in the psychedelic bar has been opened. Apart from bloodstains, only a name was left at the scene."
“【il vento d'oro】” Sun Ke added, tapping the badge on his chest lightly with his fingers. “German, meaning, 【Golden Wind】.”
Not only Roland, but even Sun Ke couldn't help but smile. After all, even in a gang, who doesn't like to associate with the strong?
Yesterday, information about the guillotine was released, and today, not only have the people from the guillotine disappeared, but they also arrogantly left behind the name "Golden Wind" at the scene.
This perfectly matches the two students' various fantasies about a "powerful gang".
"Alright, let's discuss what to do next."
As he spoke, Mo Jiang stuffed the bag containing the money back into his bag, saying, "Consider this a welcome gift for newcomers. See how you want to use it."
This money was originally intended for the two of them. If they didn't join, this would be the cost of sheltering them for the past two days, plus the intelligence fee for the guillotine.
If they join, that's the newcomer's bonus.
82. Question: Please describe your illegal activity. Answer: Tax evasion in the United States.
"Let's talk about the manpower issue first. Are there any other schools with similar staff?"
Those who are similar to Sun Ke and his group are naturally Asian immigrants who have been bullied at school or extorted by gangsters.
Mo Jiang realized that finding a "clean" gang that met his standards in Chicago was almost impossible.
Lotus flowers may grow in muddy ground, but in a place rife with gangs, finding a place that doesn't deal drugs is just a dream.
Instead of going to great lengths to find someone, why not just form your own group and debut?
Roland nodded. "There are quite a few. Several schools nearby have people like that."
Asians in the United States are generally considered harmless and have low resistance capabilities. If a Black person does the same thing, their magazine will be emptied, but if an Asian person does it, it will not make the police nervous. Even police dogs will subconsciously bite Black people first when they encounter Asians holding weapons, even if they are also police officers.
"You tell me..." Mo Jiang stroked his chin, "If there were a gang they could join, offering them protection, do you think they would join?"
This sounds like Mo Jiang is about to run into the school and beat up the bullies.
Sun Ke replied with a strange expression, "Yes, but they won't act until they see results. Unless they really see you rescue someone from the bullies, they might not join us willingly."
Mo Jiang clapped his hands suddenly, "So we need an advertisement, an advertisement that people can see, let's start with your school."
Sun Ke immediately realized what Mo Jiang meant: the boss didn't intend to take action himself, but instead wanted them to fight the bullying.
"I can't beat him. Even if Roland and I combined, we might not be able to beat the weakest one."
If they were physically strong enough, they wouldn't be bullied.
"Unless you first take down those bullies and make them weak enough."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Jiang rolled his eyes and rejected the suggestion. "There are surveillance cameras everywhere. If I sneak into the campus and beat up a bunch of students, do you think the police are just sitting around doing nothing?"
“I can’t make them weaker, but…”
Mo Jiang said earnestly, "But I can make you stronger."
As he spoke, Mo Jiang took out a cup and at the same time took out four bottles of medicine from his bag, pouring a little of each into the cup.
The ingredients poured in were [Artemisia Potion], [Blood-Activating Rub], [Stag's Blood Potion], and [Water of Life].
These correspond to increasing strength, agility, stamina, and reducing damage taken, respectively.
The potions that boosted attributes were all potent, but after looking at the half-full cup of liquid, I diluted it with ice water and estimated that the potency was reduced to normal before stopping.
If the effect is too strong, it will greatly improve the physical fitness of the two people. After the drug's effects wear off, the two people may become so immersed in that powerful feeling that they cannot extricate themselves.
Even at the normal level, their effects are enough to allow them to take on four or five opponents at once.
"Drink this, and tomorrow at school you'll go find the guys who bullied you and beat them to a pulp."
Roland hesitated as he looked at the strangely colored liquid, while Sun Ke picked it up and drank it down, his face immediately contorting in pain.
It's not for any other reason than that the taste is just too strange after mixing.
Seeing that Sun Ke had drunk it, Roland also drank it down.
Before long, they felt as if their bodies were equipped with an engine, continuously releasing power.
"The effect should last for about two days. I'll find an open space later, grab a basketball, and practice dribbling it myself, so I don't lose control and break anything."
Sun Ke looked at his constantly opening and closing hands and muttered, "I feel like this isn't gang activity, it's more like a hot-blooded campus life."
Mo Jiang didn't respond to that, but clapped his hands to draw their attention to him.
"Alright, let's talk about the rules. Golden Wind does not deal drugs or force women into prostitution. Do you have any objections?"
Sun Ke frowned, quickly calculating in his mind, "In this way, the Golden Wind's only source of funding will be collecting protection fees, which will make it difficult to maintain the gang."
As for opening a casino, you need money to do that. Even if you have a bar as a venue, you can't open a casino.