[Part①·Covering the sky with one hand]
Mr. Ishimura is very nervous——
——He only knew that gunsmiths were worth a lot of money, so he calculated the risk cost based on his entry into the industry and took orders, and quoted 1.6 billion to Lyndon Van Persie. This was an act of kindness from the President of Mercy. It remains to be seen whether he can complete this task, or he may even lose his own life.
But what he didn't expect was that if the gunsmith couldn't kill him, couldn't he kill his students and sister too?
Eureka Volcano City is a major international port in the underground world. It brings countless wealth and has become a small country outside the railway system.
Aohun Mingde is a calamity beast from the East. It has experienced various eras. For example, in ancient dynasties, there were sayings of exchanging protons or making marriages. At first, Mr. Ishimura thought that these students would be kidnapped and sold as commodities to the powerful people in the feudal town and to investors. Ancient and wealthy merchants like the Van Persie family would definitely pay a very high price.
As for what to do after buying it back, whether to kill it first and then show off, marry her off as a mistress in the name of marriage, or simply make it into Mrs. Bai's products to avenge their daughter and son-in-law, shine on the family lintel and win back face, that's all for later.
Ishimura didn't think that Ao Ruimingde would fight to the end with Eureka Volcano City and the chaebol behind it for a gunsmith.
But when President Kang Que saw Jiang Bailu's photo, he almost vented all the anger he had not expressed in the past few years at once, which puzzled Mr. Ishimura.
That being said, Mr. Ishimura still followed the instructions of President Mercy, to take Jiang Bailu out of [KINGDOM·KINGDOM], and the other students were used as hostages in the negotiations, temporarily staying in Soul Power. .
In order to do this, Mr. Ishimura had to rush to the camp where the elite soldiers were stationed and select a few suitable helpers to arrest people.
The precision of [KINGDOM · KINGDOM] is very low. It cannot select a specific person to freely enter and exit this alien space. Every time it is activated and deactivated, the entrance and exit are fixed at several locations in the theme park. Just in case, force was needed to coerce this group of disobedient students.
He took a ride to a nightclub in a coastal scenic area, looking for a few good brothers who could fight, and send them to [KINGDOM·王地] to bring Jiang Bailu out intact.
The armadillo hunters in the theme park are not as polite and well-behaved as these security personnel. If they hurt this distinguished guest, the physical damage can be healed with Lady White products, but the mental damage will be difficult to deal with.
Thinking of this——
——Mr. Ishimura became more and more manic.
"First you asked me to kill them! Then you asked me to sell them! It's better now! All plans have been scrapped and started again! Lyndon! What's so good about you? Why did the president agree to your request?! He didn't even pay attention. Have you thought about it! Are you that important in his heart?"
He slapped the steering wheel hard, his eyes filled with tears of grievance.
"And the gunsmith! How powerful is this gunsmith? When the president heard your name, he felt bad! He was actually willing to hit me! Oh my god. I can't believe that Kang Que would do it for you. Sister, slap me - he hasn't hit anyone in six years. What's so good about you? You can make the president care so much!"
After venting his emotions, Mr. Ishimura took out a tissue, wiped the snot and tears from his face, and parked the car in front of the nightclub door.
He packed up his appearance and came to the territory of the Society of Mercy as usual, with an elegant posture, just like the emperor's eagle and dog coming to earth.
Ordinary citizens on both sides of the road looked at Mr. Ishimura with respect and admiration in their eyes.
Three waiters ran out of the nightclub, one holding a towel, one holding fruit wine, and the last one holding a menu and saying hello cordially.
Mr. Ishimura didn't say anything, and went straight to the front desk of the nightclub, ordered a few names on the menu, and ran to sit on the sofa in the lobby, quietly waiting for the arrival of his godson.
The name of the nightclub is New Paris——
——The manager is an Oriental, who was promoted by Mr. Ishimura. His name is Lan Yinglong.
When Mr. Ishimura sat on the sofa in the lobby, the faces of the employees became ugly. They did not dare to speak and only waited for Mr. Ishimura to make other requests.
But the most frightening thing is that the distinguished guest refuses to speak or make any requests.
When Manager Lan rushed out of the elevator in a hurry, shouting in an authentic Kyoto accent, he took three steps and two steps before kneeling in front of Mr. Ishimura.
"Godfather! Godfather, why are you here? Godfather?"
Mr. Ishimura: "I'm here to see the jury."
The jury here refers to the elite soldiers of the Charity Society, and they are also the private armed forces maintained by Mr. Ishimura. Compared with the armadillo hunters who work in the human flesh factory in [KINGDOM·KINGDOM], these elite soldiers are the prey captured by the Guangling cessation attack team. They have been transformed into warriors of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult through corruption. Special treatment.
Manager Lan was anxious and anxious: "Why are you waiting here? Didn't these bastards treat you well? I'll teach them a lesson right now!"
Before he finished speaking, the faces of the receptionists and waiters in the lobby became ugly.
Mr. Ishimura stepped on the face of this unlucky godson.
"Shut up! Shut up! I want you to come and receive me in person! What are you trying to do by calling these losers to come to the door and block my way? From the moment I stepped into this door to the time you came to me Kneel down in front of me! More than five minutes have passed!"
Ishimura was so angry that he kept kicking his godson's mouth until Manager Lan's mouth was full of blood and several of his teeth were broken. He raised his head in embarrassment and smiled in apology.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, godfather, I'm sorry."
The manager kowtowed in response to Mr. Ishimura's scolding.
"It's my fault. I should come to receive you in person. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Mr. Ishimura: "It took you so long to come? Who are you receiving?"
Manager Lan: "It's the Archon."
Mr. Ishimura scolded: "Consul, he is nothing! The entire Eureka Volcano City belongs to our God of Love Mercy Society! It belongs to our President Concho Johnny!"
With that said, Mr. Ishimura waved to the waiter, fetched Mrs. Bai's products with ease and skill, poured a towel on him, covered his godson's face, and treated his injuries.
"Ying Long, did this consul say a few nice words to you, and you were happy to hear them, so he just stayed in the box and muttered and drank two more drinks, so that he forgot about me as a father?"
Lan Yinglong kept shaking his head: "No! No! Godfather's kindness will be unforgettable!"
"You have to think clearly." Ishimura patted his son's face: "We are here today because of Johnny Kang - it is the president who led us to earn money, buy houses, and play horses. The one in your arms Girl, the money in your pocket and your overwhelming power are all given to you by the president."
Lan Yinglong: "Yes, yes!"
Ishimura grabbed his godson's ears.
"If the president comes to the nightclub one day, and you sit in a box with the consul and ask these minions to pick you up - then I won't be the one to step on your face, do you understand?"
Lan Yinglong: "I understand, I understand!"
After Shi Cun and Lan Yinglong finished explaining their business, they wanted their godson to quickly contact a few reliable elite soldiers on the jury and agree on a time to meet. He was about to rush to the next location to meet his other godson.
As an important backbone of the Cupid Mercy Society, Ishimura Takuma's time is very valuable, and he is one of the best part-time workers in the organization. Not to mention this Oriental social beast, let's talk about Kangqiao Johnny himself, who is also a money-making angel favored by many chaebols. , The work intensity is extremely high day and night, and it is almost the business owner who leads his employees to get involved together, so that he can take the entire Eureka Volcano City as his own.
In this city, the governor may not even be as good as the county magistrate.
The underground world does not pay attention to names and words. To make money, you don’t need to create clever names, and you don’t need to split accounts between 30 and 70.
For example, Laurence Maddison's life-long goal is to establish his own empire in District 48, to talk directly to the plutocrats beyond Robben Van Persie, and to become the maker of order and rules.
Concho Johnny did it, and did it well.
The helmsman of the Crazy Butterfly Cult is alert and cruel, which is related to his origin.
He burst into tears when he introduced the KINGDOM theme park on the road show. He relied not on acting skills, but on emotion.
Precisely because he himself was once a member of the Guangling Zhixi attack team, suffered similar disasters, participated in a real survival game, and survived by eating his companions, he knew better than most people the misfortune and luck of carnivores.
He still calls Aorhen Mingde BOSS——
——I strongly agree with BOSS's management policy. Groups that rely on financial interests will not go far.
Only love, only Cupid can unite countless people.
When he received the OFFER (job opportunity) from the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult from the executives of the Alliance of Eternals, it took Johnny Canque for more than forty years to finally arrive at the center of power in the international port of Eureka Volcano City.
He knows better than anyone that the destruction of order is far easier than its establishment.
This is also the reason why Mr. Kangqiao is so jealous of gunsmiths——
——There are some people in the world who cannot be messed with. Once the two sides come to a duel, the result will always be a lose-lose.
Business is not about forced buying and selling. This is the iron rule that Mr. Kangque follows.
There is also a unique term for this [forced buying and selling]. Only when both people are in the same ecological niche and have the qualifications to do business can they do business.
Mr. Kangque knows very well where his advantages are——
——His team can transform living people into goods, thereby completing dimensionality reduction and conducting extremely profitable transactions at zero cost.
The two parties in the transaction are not people and people, but people and things - the kidnappers will not negotiate terms with the meat tickets.
Knowing who can and cannot buy and sell is the outstanding talent of the Eros Mercy Society.
Mr. Conque made a special study of the story of the gunsmith.
The specialty of Anonymous is explained according to Mr. Kangque’s logic——
——The gunsmith's team can turn the living things into cold ones, thereby completing dimensionality reduction attacks. They don't care about the cost, saturation bombing of the rich, and tactical interweaving of the poor.
There is no chance of any transaction, everything is done around the needs of Ao Mingde.
Although Mr. Kangque knows who can and cannot be killed. But it is meaningless in the eyes of Anonymous. These lunatics will never consider interests, they only care about right and wrong.
Skull and Bones, the Rose Cult, Stairway to Heaven, Little Brotherhood and the Almighty Hand, Hedland Prison and John Borg’s next-generation art business, judging from these many lessons learned——
——The Anonymous are the forbidden troops raised by BOSS, and they are the least legal and least ethical group of people in the underground world.
Canque Johnny spent so much time and effort to take root in Eureka Volcano City and gain the status and power he has today. He didn’t want to be an enemy of the gunsmith, and he didn’t want to have such a small grudge. If you complain, it will lead to a lose-lose situation.
To put it in plain language, the moment he learned that Jiang Bailu was kidnapped, what he was thinking was, "Ishimura, you idiot, why are you messing with him?" ]
Of course, this sentence cannot be said clearly. In front of his subordinates and investors, President Mercy will always be a little angel harmless to humans and animals.
He just regretted that he was dazzled by Lyndon Van Persie's legal and administrative abilities. He used a little too much favor leverage for a while - he was careless for a moment. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.
The best thing to do now is to bring the little princess Jiang Bailu out of [KINGDOM·KINGDOM] unscathed, and use the other students as hostage bargaining chips. Only when the gunsmith comes to the door will he be qualified to negotiate and play a game. Cat and mouse game.
All of this is President Mercy’s assumption, and it is a very rational and calm judgment. Two months ago, he collaborated with the Archon to direct and act. In order to deal with the informant investigation of the Anonymous Doe and Guang Ling, he completely cleared Platform Zero and invited the Archon to the front desk to deal with the review of the Nine Realms Station.
[Part②·Humans]
In the VIP box of the New Paris Nightclub, Lan Yinglong returned to the room with cold sweat on his face, as if he had been executed.
Facing his godfather's fierce spiritual pressure, he didn't dare to make any resistance, and he didn't have a good relationship with the Archon, if it weren't for the purpose of clinging to the other party's relationship and cultivating favors. How could he forget his godfather's kindness?
At this moment, he turned all the humiliation into anger, took off his belt and used it as a whip, and whipped it on the prostitutes accompanying him.
When the fat-headed and big-eared Archon saw this, he immediately said: "General Manager Lan! What happened? You are going to beat them as soon as you come back. If you beat them and leave scars, it will be difficult to sell these beauties!"
With a sullen face, Lan Yinglong asked the twelve scantily clad young girls in the room to squat in a row. Without giving any reason, he drew along the white backs, and an inexplicable pleasure immediately appeared in his heart.
"Ouch! Ouch!" The lustful Lord Archon felt his heart aching when he saw it: "Please be gentle! Please be gentle! There is blood!"
The sharp belt buckles left open scars on the women's bodies.
Lan Yinglong cursed: "Don't mind your own business! This is my money! I can afford it!"
The consul dares to be angry but dare not speak——
——This anger is nothing [to protest against prostitutes].
This anger is just because a nightclub owner doesn't even give him the face of a consul.
They never treated these prostitutes as human beings, they seemed to be fighting to decide who owned the goods and how to use them.
The shouts one after another were like a symphony, so pleasant to Lan Yinglong's ears.
After he finished venting his anger, he asked Ma Zai to send the injured bastards to the dressing room to heal their injuries so that they could receive the next batch of guests.
Only then did the consul dare to speak: "Manager Lan"
Lan Yinglong immediately said: "My godfather is here. He was delayed for a few minutes because he was entertaining you."
The consul immediately understood: "Oh! It turns out that Mr. Ishimura was neglected."
Lan Yinglong wiped off the blood on his hands, threw the tattered belt aside, showed a terrifying smile on his face, and said to the consul sullenly, "My godfather doesn't have a good impression of me. It's hard for me." Do."
"It doesn't matter! Leave this matter to me." The consul flattered: "I have contacts with several mining bosses of the Thomas family. I just got in touch. I will introduce them to you next week and ask you to have a dinner and chat together. Let’s talk about business matters.”
Lan Yinglong stretched out his hand, his worries turned into joy: "Easy to say."
The consul took Manager Lan's hand and said with joy, "Hey hey hey"
It was completely different from the joyful atmosphere in the VIP box.
The dressing room backstage in New Paris is hell on earth.
The Turtle Master and the Madam stood nearby, studying the training manual handed over by Lyndon Van Persie together with the fierce security personnel.
Ever since Lyndon, the Attorney General, left office and switched jobs and came to Eureka Volcano City, the Mercy Society industry has undergone a system upgrade.
Canque Johnny was not wrong about the person. Lyndon was a talent. He knew how to make people surrender and obey, especially when it came to self-exploitation. He almost achieved it to the extreme.
The leader of the group, the madam, asked the twelve girls to take off their clothes, completely throw away the last bit of shame, and stand in front of many security guards to show their ugly injured bodies.
"Do you know why Manager Lan hit you?"
The madam had a stern expression and her eyes were rounded.
The girls didn't dare to speak, they couldn't explain why -
——I have no idea about the conflicts between my superiors or what is happening inside and outside the store.
"It's so disappointing! Can't you find any reason or excuse? You can't even think of the reason why the manager hit you?!"
The madam cursed sternly.
"Is it because I paid you less wages? You don't like this little money?! Do you think you are just a corner? Can you get rich in one step? Today the Consul and Manager Lan came to test your work ability in person. What's the result? It’s over before it even begins!”
Turtle Gong echoed from the side.
"Who has been touched by the Archon today? Step forward and set an example for everyone."
There were two little girls standing forward, with blood-red scars on their faces and bodies, and their spirits were listless.
The madam then asked: "You are the only two people among this batch of rubbish who have some beauty and some ability. Show the sisters a way to make money and share the experience of getting rich."
"I" the prostitute on the left said obediently: "I think the consul is particularly fond of fair-skinned and thinner ones."
The prostitute on the right interrupted: "He likes to see me laugh."
"Well said!" The old bustard's eyes were fierce, and he talked to all the production tools: "Whether your skin is white or not, it depends on your mother and father! Don't expect Manager Lan to give you skin grafting to whiten your skin! The money for the operation is enough to buy your whole body. You’re here! This man understands things, come and learn how they smile! As long as you open your mouth and smile, you can win the favor of the consul. There must be something mysterious about this smile!"
Within a minute, the other sisters started laughing along with the young lady on the right.
They imitate poorly, endure insults and ridicules, and force a smile, just for fear that the smile is not lifelike enough or lovable enough.
Nine of them were waiting for their imitation to be so lifelike, leaving the last unqualified sister who was slapped repeatedly by the security guard but could not learn anything.
"Damn it!" Mr. Turtle was furious and cursed loudly: "Children will be scared to cry when they see your smile! You are not even as good as Haidilao's employees! What is smiling service? Do you know what it means? Business methods? I am really disappointed in you. So disappointed!"
The little girl kept apologizing: "I'm sorry."
Mr. Turtle: "How many people knelt at the door of New Paris to ask for this job opportunity? Do you know? How lucky are you? One day you will marry into a wealthy family. It will be a matter of honor for your ancestors."
The little girl's legs went weak, and she knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you. Thank you. It's my fault. I'm sorry that I'm not good enough. It's my fault."
Having said that, it's time to rest.
The madam asked the security guard to apply medicine to the girls to repair their body wounds——
——At this stage, I saw Turtle Gong shouting sharply.
"These women are the company's sacred and inviolable property! If you have any inappropriate thoughts about them! You must be fired immediately!"
There is a strange and terrifying atmosphere in the air.
Most of the security guys are young men in their prime of life who want to touch the bodies of young girls, and they are not monks who only focus on reciting Buddhist scriptures.
After they applied the medicine on the prostitute with their bare hands, there were several loud shouts immediately.
"I saw him foul!"
"He crossed a line! He reacted!"
Two weak-willed security guards were identified by their companions and brought to Turtle Gong.
The two young men had red faces, as if they had committed a heinous crime, their eyes were frightened and their whole bodies were trembling.
The madam grinned and sneered, raised her leg and kicked the security guard Ma Zai hard in the crotch, causing the two boys to kneel down in pain.
"Go to the solitary room and be punished."
The other ten security guys are really like eunuchs. Their humanity has been wiped out by the system, and they have lost even the most basic physiological reactions. They are the strongest people in the workplace. In order to get a monthly salary of more than 30,000 pyroxene currency and keep this rich and powerful job.
Turtle Gong said: "Very good!"
The security team followed suit, as if they had accomplished something extraordinary, the result of self-breakthrough and perseverance.
Huge cheers erupted from the crowd, and everyone hugged each other to celebrate the extraordinary team achievement.
At this moment, a man walked in from the side kitchen.
He was the errand boy who was specially used to order food at the New Paris Nightclub. He was carrying more than 20 box lunches and was bent over by the incubator and life.
The chef team of New Paris has been absorbed by the team that specializes in the leather and meat business. The manager's business philosophy is to do professional things by professionals, and there is no need to branch out in other fields, just do a good job in the service industry.
The errand boy put down the food and started talking nice to the madam.
"Leader, I have saved 40,000 yuan, can I redeem Mayuko's life?"
The madam had just opened the lunch box, and when she heard these words, she suddenly raised her head.
For a moment, all the security guards around him seemed to be electrocuted. They shrank their bodies, stopped chatting, and stared at the errand boy with burning eyes.
With his curly, dark yellow hair and haggard look, he looked like a bonded worker from the old days who had worked hard for a long time and finally saved enough money to find freedom for his beloved.
The madam said: "We don't have such a person here."
Errand boy: "How come there isn't?"
The madam said impatiently: "No, it means no!"
The errand boy wanted to rush backstage, but was stopped by security.
Mr. Turtle shouted: "It's not polite! It's not polite!"
"Mayuko! Mayuko" The errand boy broke away from the security guard's hand and felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He didn't know where this huge resistance came from. It was invisible and intangible, and eventually turned into painful regret and pain. Blame yourself.
"I'm useless! I'm useless."
"Mayuko, don't dislike me. Please."
"I can't make that much money"
He slowly knelt down, but he cupped fists with the well-dressed brothers around him and begged for mercy. Because he was not treated rudely, he could not take the initiative to attack. He was still neatly dressed and had not been beaten.
Just looking at the little cat eyes on the dressing room door, trying to find the lover I admire.
He looked around, suddenly his eyes were blank, and he walked to the old bustard in a daze.
"Is it really not possible? Is it because I don't have enough money? Or am I not qualified?"
The madam was silent for a while——
——Finally spoke.
"After Mr. Lin Deng came, Mayuko's business skills were very good. When it comes to oiran, she is very smart and the price has increased. Your 40,000 yuan is only enough to buy her for two days."
"Two days?" The errand boy was stunned for a while, his tongue was dry and his lips were cracked: "Two days. Two days. Is Manager Lan here? Manager Lan, is Manager Lan here?"
"Why are you talking to him so much?" Mr. Gui said impatiently: "Even if Manager Lan is here! I won't see you!"
The errand boy grabbed Mr. Turtle's clothes: "Is Manager Lan here? I want to see him! I want to see him! Me"
Hearing the noise in the background, Lan Yinglong finished calling the jury and ran over to check on the situation.
"What's up?"
"Manager Lan! I want to see Mayuko!" The errand boy was about to rush up, opened the small leather bag, and handed over the 40,000 yuan, "Didn't we agree? As long as I earn 40,000 yuan, as long as I can earn Didn’t we agree on the money?”
Soon enough, the security personnel immediately kicked the troublemaker out of the back door.
Lan Yinglong cursed: "He's crazy! Find another food delivery guy, damn it."
The madam apologized and said with a smile: "Doesn't this show that you have strong business ability? Manager?"
Mr. Turtle: "Yes, yes, only you, the manager, can cultivate such a powerful girl and take away this guy's soul."
The words have not yet fallen——
——There was another knock on the door behind the manager.
Just when the gold medal sales team in the leather and meat business in the room were still feeling agitated by the persistence of the errand boy.
The door opened by itself.
Specifically, 9527 used two toothpicks to pry it open.
Xiaoqi held 40,000 yuan and said to the manager.
"I originally just wanted to talk to your godfather about something and ask this little brother to ask and see if your manager is here, but now I have changed my mind temporarily."
Security wants to block the way——
——Xiao Qi squeezed in through the narrow door frame and took the gun from the brother's waist.
Sooner or later, the lackey who was at the forefront, the most ferocious and evil, and eager to take credit and seek death immediately had a chill in his chin.
The cold barrel of the gun also became hot, and with the harsh note of the bullet's explosion, the ceiling was covered with skulls and brains.
Xiao Qi held the headless body of the security man and threatened him with a gun.
"You should accept the money and do what you say."
(End of chapter)
