From a material standpoint, provide them with satisfaction, fulfilling their desires for sex, food, and visual stimulation.

From a mental perspective, brainwash them, making them believe they’ve grasped the truth of the world, and give them a purpose.

Thus, Old Ghost achieved control over the entire Motorcycle Gang.

In such circumstances, there were many people who originally struggled to survive in this doomsday, feeling the baseness of human nature and the hunger in their stomachs. Once they entered here, they went mad, suddenly realizing why their lives were so miserable, and then they "transcended."

Under this powerful persuasion, the expansion of the Motorcycle Gang was extremely fast.

Especially after seizing Oil City, their fuel supply became more abundant, and their radius of activity expanded many times over, with the population and resources they plundered increasing as well.

Even when encountering some larger forces, they relied on their numerical advantage and complete fearlessness, astonishing those forces.

Even at a great cost, the places the Motorcycle Gang wanted to attack never failed.

The momentum of one victory after another made many members of the Motorcycle Gang increasingly believe they were invincible.

"Da Long, come, you’ve finally returned, come quickly and have a drink." On the right side of the arena, there was a bar counter full of alcohol, and a man in leather jacket and pants shouted to those who had just come in.

Those few people who had just completed a task outside smiled and walked over upon hearing the voice.

"Third Brother." Da Long saw the man in leather jacket and pants and walked over slowly.

Beside the burly man, there sat a skinny, heavily made-up pseudoman.

This was the third-in-command of the Motorcycle Gang, Third Brother’s most beloved man, and the entire Motorcycle Gang was somewhat afraid of this Third Brother, fearing that one day they might catch his eye.

"Where’s Old Guan? Why didn’t he come?" The person called Third Brother patted Da Long on the shoulder and asked curiously.

Da Long shook his head and said, "Brother Guan didn’t come, he said he had other things to do."

Third Brother took out a cup, and the favored man beside him swiftly poured the drink.

The burly man pushed the drink to Da Long, looking straight at him and said, "Da Long, Old Guan has never been to the lounge, is he not up for it? Hahaha."

After saying this, he abruptly stopped laughing and continued, "I say, why don’t you come to my side, I’ll talk to Old Ghost."

"Third Brother, you’re teasing me. Brother Guan is actually good to us, let’s not talk about it, let’s drink. I toast to you." Da Long held his cup lower than Third Brother’s, clinking it like a salute.

He drank it all in one go.

Third Brother smiled, but there was a hint of displeasure hidden in his eyes.

This Guan Zhongjin, before he came, I was arguably the second-in-command of the Motorcycle Gang, but after he came in, he was immediately recognized by Old Ghost and promoted to second-in-command.

I’ve long been displeased with this Guan Zhongjin, but Old Ghost always shields him. I tried to trouble Guan Zhongjin a few times before but was severely warned by Old Ghost.

I’m very jealous, jealous of how much Old Ghost values Guan Zhongjin when it was clearly me who followed Old Ghost first.

Seeing Da Long drink the entire cup, he chuckled and drank as well.

"Drink, drink, I’ll introduce you to two girls later, hehe, you’ll definitely like them......"

.....

Guan Zhongjin stood for a moment in the central small building. Seeing Old Ghost’s room door closed, he walked to the entrance and said to the guard, "Tell Old Ghost I came after he’s done."

The guard looked at Guan Zhongjin and nodded.

Confronted with this newly promoted second-in-command, he felt both respect and fear.

This Guan Zhongjin seemed easygoing and courteous on the surface, but he was ruthless when it came down to it.

Watching Guan Zhongjin’s departing back, thinking of his battle achievements, made him shiver a bit.

"Pervert," the guard muttered under his breath.

After leaving the place, Guan Zhongjin returned to his own room. He looked at the fridge, frowned slightly, but still opened it.

The fridge was filled with bags of blood.

Guan Zhongjin took out a bag, ripped it open, and slowly walked to the window, drawing the curtain open, watching the people coming and going below.

The Motorcycle Gang members below, seeing Guan Zhongjin drinking human blood, hurriedly left.

There were now some rumors within the Motorcycle Gang that this Guan Zhongjin didn’t drink water, only human blood, especially preferring fresh blood.

Everyone in the Motorcycle Gang knew that Guan Zhongjin had a disease, one day without drinking human blood, he would convulse, foam at the mouth, and might even die. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

But no one knew that Guan Zhongjin just wanted to set a weakness for himself, a weakness meant for Old Ghost to notice, to make him feel he could be easily controlled.

A subordinate without weaknesses is hard for the boss to feel at ease.

Only with a weakness can a subordinate be considered reassuring.

After drinking the bag of human blood, Guan Zhongjin suppressed the feeling of nausea, quickly returned to the room, and drank some water.

This method was not only to make Old Ghost trust him, but also served another purpose: to reduce trouble. In the Motorcycle Gang, he wasn’t an elder, but suddenly becoming the second-in-command out of nowhere means he must instill fear in others.