After looking at it for a while, the emperor felt that something was wrong, especially the bald back of the other person's head and the words on the back of his clothes...
At this time, the person in the telescope also turned his head, as if he could sense the gaze here, and looked over here. Under the black and red mask, a pair of eyes seemed to be looking at him.
"Pap~"
The telescope fell from his hand and fell to the ground, and the emperor took a step back.
"BOSS, what's wrong with you?"
The subordinate with sunglasses on his face saw that his boss was acting strangely and couldn't help but ask.
"Well, I just suddenly thought of a song melody, and now I want to go back to writing songs!"
There were some beads of sweat on the emperor's forehead as he explained.
"Now?"
The man with the black sunglasses on his face was a little weird.
"Yes, right now."
The Emperor nodded.
"Wait, Great Emperor, didn't you already agree just now?"
Next to them, the other three gang bosses frowned.
"Did you regret it and no longer want to contribute?"
"Ah, well, I just suddenly felt that my Penguin Logistics did not make any contribution to the underground black market.
And the behavior of standing in the manhole without taking a shit is indeed immoral. Therefore, after careful consideration, I decided to hand over the management rights of the underground black market.
Give it to someone more worthy of your status, such as you..."
"Eh?!!!"
Three surprised voices sounded at the same time.
"Are you sure you're not joking?"
"Of course, no matter who I am, the emperor, I will definitely do what I promise, just like my Penguin Logistics, the delivery will be delivered!"
He stepped back.
"So, if you have any problems or troubles in the black market in the future, don't come to me. That's it. I'm going back to writing songs!"
The emperor turned around and led a group of his men who were still in a daze, walking quickly along the same path.
. . . .
After he left, the three gang bosses looked at each other in confusion. Boss Nan pointed directly at his temple and said, "You think this guy, the Great Emperor, is really into music, and then made himself stupid, right?"
"Who knows, but the other party has clearly said this, so it is impossible to go back on it at will. Well, by the way, you are not going to compete for a share of this just because that guy gave up, right?"
Boss Dong narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Of course not. We are not that stupid. If the other party is trying to feint a shot, they actually want to see us fighting among ourselves and reap the benefits. Wouldn't it be a huge loss?!"
Boss Bei gave a haha.
"Okay, the distribution of benefits will be as agreed upon before..."
Before Boss Dong could finish his words, he heard an explosion next to him.
"Sorry, sorry, it turns out you guys have already arrived. I didn't find you just now. I'm really sorry."
After crossing two hundred meters, he did not fly, but jumped directly over there. Wu Ke landed in the middle of the crowd, but stood on the cracked ground and said to the people around him who were overturned by the air wave. .
"Now that we're all here, it's time for me to clean up the rotten fish and shrimps!"
Wu Ke rolled up his sleeves, and along with the sound of a gunshot, the sound of painful wailing also sounded.
. . . .
Penguin Logistics is mainly engaged in the business of transporting goods. Over at Longmen, they have a long-term customer - the Wutou Gang.
However, a while ago, after the freighters of Penguin Logistics transported the goods there, the Wutou Gang who connected them disappeared.
As long-term cooperative customers, mainly the Wutou Gang still owed them a sum of money, so the emperor asked people to inquire about the situation.
As a result, you wouldn’t know if you didn’t ask, but once you inquired, you found that not only the Wutou Gang disappeared at Longmen, but many other gangs also disappeared together, except for the Rat King Society.
I thought it was the Rat King from the Rat King Club over there, but my own freightman heard an interesting rumor while inquiring.
It is said that, according to a person who is related to a high-level cadre of the Rat King Society and the eighth aunt and the seventh aunt, those gangsters were actually wiped out overnight by a bald guy who called himself SB. Wang Hui has little to do with it.
Originally, whether this matter was true or false, it had nothing to do with his emperor, and he just listened to it as an anecdote.
It wasn't until just now, after seeing that person through the telescope, that I finally recalled this incident not long ago.
Although Longmen is far away from Colombia, it is a bit too much of a coincidence to meet a guy with bald features and an SB label, and also at night, to cause trouble with gangsters.
He, the Great Emperor, was not someone who would be frightened by wind, rain, or thunder, but the look in the other person's eyes that met him in the telescope just now made him instinctively feel that something was not good.
There is no logic in this. It is just a kind of conscious judgment made when meeting a stranger after meeting too many people. Because of this intuitive judgment, the emperor chose to retreat.
Unfortunately, before he could run far away, the battle on the other three gangsters' sides was over.
The gangs in Colombia are not weak, and being able to subdue many mercenary groups is enough to prove their strength.
However, they faced a SB who was serious about cleaning up the trash, and it could only end in tragedy.
. . . .
"Don't move your gun, let me talk to him!"
The emperor stopped his men from preparing to shoot, and took a step forward to face the masked man who was walking toward them with a calm expression after knocking down a bunch of people.
"Hello, how can I help you from Penguin Logistics?"
The emperor was very polite, but he was thinking about the rumors about the so-called SB in Longmen a while ago.
It is said that he was a man of great arrogance and eight feet in height, and he did the act of wiping out the gangster forces of Longmen for the sake of a girl from the slums!
"If this is correct, you should have been here just now, looking at me with a telescope, right?!"
Wu Ke squatted down. He didn't like to lean down and look at people from a high position, but he was looking at the emperor who was a little tall.
"And if I'm not mistaken, you and the people I defeated are also on the same team, right?!"
He raised his right thumb and poked his back. Behind him, the big Colombian gangsters and their bosses had all been beaten into pig heads, and most of them were lying there with their limbs broken.
"No, no, no, although our Penguin Logistics has some business dealings with gangs, we are not gangs, we are just a logistics company."
Dadi waved his hand in denial.
"But I asked a guy over there just now, and he said that you are the godfather of the underworld in West Colombia, known as the 'Emperor of the Underworld'."
"This is a big misunderstanding. Although I do have the nickname of Emperor, it is called 'Emperor of Rap'. I am actually a rapper. This is my business card..."
The emperor took out his singer's business card from his pocket and handed it to the masked man in front of him.
"Singer signed by Rensai Records, Tu. Parker?"
Wu Ke had some doubts about the authenticity of this business card.
"If you don't believe it, look over there. That's my last concert poster."
The Emperor pointed to the wall on the street, where there was indeed a poster.
"The greatest rap genius in history, the emperor of rap, will perform at Floda Square on March 26th..."
I looked at the overly exaggerated hip-hop-style photo of the penguin on the poster, and then looked at the big penguin on the side who was followed by a group of gun-wielding combatants, but they were also dressed in the same hip-hop style.
Compare that to, well, the same hip-hop penguins, and that's really telling.
At least, Wu Ke had never seen a guy who looked like a big upright penguin except in front of him.
"Okay, I believe your identity. By the way, you just said that you are a logistics organization?"
"Yes."
"That's just right. I have a favor that I need your help with."
"Uh... ok, please tell me!"
"Have you seen the bad guys I knocked down? Do you know any upright judges in Colombia who are unyielding?"
"I know."
"Well, I want to pack up these bad guys and send them over. I have spent some time in Colombia, and I quite approve of the legal system here.
I believe that as long as there is an upright judge, these bad guys can be given the justice and punishment they deserve. Therefore, I will not do anything for them. "
"Eh?"
"You can't do this job?"
"No, we can do it."
"That's good, I'll leave this matter to you. Also, tell me where those guys' lairs are, and I'll go give it to your logistics company and get some hard money. I can't let you work in vain!"
Emperor: "..."
. . . .
After beating the bad guys and searching their lairs, Wu Ke was familiar with this process, but he skillfully raided the lairs of the two big gangsters, and then carried a pile of belongings to the lair of the third big gangster, the Godfather of Northern Columbia.
In an underground warehouse here, Wu Ke discovered a large cage.
There is a sign hanging in front of the cage with the number 26 written on it.
Locked inside were a dozen children from the Sakaz tribe whose feet were tied with chains.
These children were sallow and thin, and when they saw someone coming, they came over with dull eyes.
Either walking or crawling, he came to a row next to the cage that looked like a feed trough, no, it should be said that it was next to a feed trough.
He raised his head and stared at him, as if waiting to be fed.
"Human trafficking?!"
Wu Ke narrowed his eyes, showing a dangerous look.
. . . .
"Is there anyone here? Are all the people here dead? I should like to say yes. Is it possible that some gangsters are still shutting down their operations?"
A Sakaz and a Liboli came here, and it was the Sakaz who shouted.
From the weapons the opponent carries and the way he walks so that he can pull out the gun from his waist at any time, it can be seen that this is a warrior with rich combat experience.
Wu Ke, who was looking for food in the main room, came out, looked at the two people walking into the gang station, and asked, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"Who am I? I am the customer of your organization. Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, and take out the goods we sent here."
Wu Ke frowned: "Your goods? What's the date?"
The Sakaz man threw over a black card with '26' printed on it.
"The goods you are referring to are the Sakaz children?"
"Of course, what else?"
"Are you a human trafficker?"
"No, by the way, you are a gangster and you talk so much nonsense. Hurry up and get the goods for me."
The answer "no" made Wu Ke frown even deeper. He looked at the Sakaz man, thought for a moment and then said, "Come with me, those children are in the underground warehouse."
Wu Ke held the food he found in one hand and waved the two people to follow him with the other.
The Sakaz man did not hesitate, as if this was a common operation, and followed him with the Liboli man wearing a white coat and feathers on his head.
"Hey, why is it so deserted here today?"
But after following for a while, the Sakaz man felt something strange.
"Oh, you said this, most of the people here have gone to eat, with the boss. As for the rest, they are sleeping in the house, and we will go there to eat together later."
Wu Ke answered the truth, after all, prison food is also food, and the rest after being knocked unconscious is not sleeping? !
"Haha, then you must be a newbie who has joined the gang, and you are being bullied by the gang's elders."
The Sakaz man seems to be a chatterbox, and he was clearly told to stop talking nonsense just now.
Wu Ke didn't reply and led the two men into the underground warehouse and all the way to the cage.
The Sakaz man counted the number of children inside, nodded, and praised them.
"You gangsters took good care of me. Not a single child died."
After finishing speaking, the guy spoke to the Liboli man wearing a white coat next to him.
"Dr. Noben, these are the first batch of children. Take a look. Hey, what are the new gangsters over there doing in a daze? Open the cage!"
Wu Ke wanted to see what the two men were planning to do, but he walked to the cage.
Blocking the eyes of the two people behind him, he pinched off the big lock on the door lock chain and opened the cage door.
"This looks like a healthy..."
Dr. Norben walked in, grabbed the child closest to the door, checked his body, and said with some doubts.
"There are healthy children infected with oriosis."
The Sakaz male leaned against the door of the cage and answered his doubts.
"But this is not the same as what you said. What you said was just to provide some children infected with oriosis."
Dr. Noben, who had an inverted notched infinity symbol and a plus and minus pattern on his white coat, looked a little hesitant.
"What does this have to do with it? It's not the child of an infected person. You can just get some source stones and become an infected person.
Anyway, these are war orphans, no one cares about their life or death, you Rhine Life, just use them for experiments. "
The attitude shown by the Sakaz men was very casual.
"Rheinlife? Experiment? What experiment?"
"It's an experiment to cure mineral sickness!"
When someone asked, Dr. Noben was a little nervous and answered the question immediately.
