America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 415 - 217: Annihilation Battle

"Shit! You guys have no honor! We’re in the same line of work!! Do you even realize who you’ve messed with?!" the Korean couldn’t help but curse loudly.

But the Beggar Gang Disciples couldn’t care less about him, gagged him, and carried him out.

Bang bang bang!!

After several gunshots, it suddenly became quiet, and the patrons in the gambling den felt like they were suffocating.

The croupier in the cashier’s room, shivering, stuffed the briefcase until it bulged, squeezed out a smile, "Sir, all the money from the cashier’s room is here." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"Thanks for the hard work. Here’s your tip." Allen Zhang smiled, pulled out a roll of paper currency, and stuffed it into the canyon of her chest.

"Let’s move out." The General Sect Leader gestured to the Beggar Gang Disciples in the casino and quickly led everyone to evacuate the scene. Before leaving, they threw a firestarter into the place.

Seeing this, gamblers and croupiers hurriedly squeezed their way out through the underground parking lot at the back door.

Once on the first floor of the textile hall, the Beggar Gang Disciples had extracted information from the controlled textile workers and reported to the General Sect Leader.

"Boss, all these people were forced to work here because they couldn’t pay off their gambling debts. There are locals and people from out of town."

"Everyone’s dead, no one is going to collect their debts now. Let them go, tell them to run far and not even think about calling the cops." After hearing the report, Allen Zhang waved his hand dismissively.

On hearing his words, the Beggar Gang Disciples quickly released the hostages. The victims were also profoundly grateful, practically ready to kneel on the ground and thank God.

Never would they have thought these robbers were so righteous and kind-hearted!

Allen Zhang handed over the money taken from the casino to Bailey to count.

He then led his men to the second-floor VIP rooms. Sieg and his team were already guarding the place, having rescued those who were locked in dog cages and cleaned up the scene.

Upon entering, Allen Zhang immediately saw a familiar face.

He was surprised to see the battered and bruised Red, the manager, hiding in the corner, bare-bottomed.

"How did you end up here?" Allen Zhang asked him.

"It’s you guys!?"

Red, the manager, felt as if he was struck by lightning and recognized the General Sect Leader from the familiar voice and physical characteristics, quickly said: "Thank God! Please save me."

"How did you get here?" Allen Zhang asked curiously, "Didn’t you lose all your money already?"

Did you really go to the Rich District to sell...?

"Because I couldn’t pay off that debt, I thought of trying my luck in other places. After selling another batch of goods through a friend’s introduction, they said I could get an interest-free loan here, and if I won, I could take the money. I never thought this place would be so corrupt. Even when I won, I couldn’t take the money and eventually lost everything."

Red, the manager, said with a crestfallen face: "To this day, I’ve already racked up over half a million US Dollars in debt!"

"..."

Allen Zhang’s face twitched.

Damn it, do you have a steel head? You’ve lost so much, still hoping to strike rich in gambling?

I bet your BMW has turned into a piece of junk bicycle!

Might as well try harder, get into millions in debt, and sell off your kidneys.

Too lazy to deal with him, "Sort yourself out. I’ve handled the people here, your debts are cleared. If you know what’s good for you, leave now."

"Thank you so much! Burger King! Right, I still have a batch of goods; I can sell them to you at a low price, are you interested?" Red, the manager, said eagerly.

"Aren’t you fired?" Allen Zhang asked suspiciously.

"I took a few days off. No one in the company knows I came here." Red, the manager quickly explained: "If you’re interested, I can sell the goods to you for 50,000 US Dollars!"

"5,000 US Dollars." Allen Zhang pondered and decided to take advantage of the situation.

"That’s too little..." Red, the manager hesitated.

"Not a cent if you keep nagging." Allen Zhang said bluntly: "Do you know what I do for a living? If I can take down this Motorcycle Gang, I can easily deal with you!"

"Of course, I wouldn’t dare talk nonsense." Red, the manager was terrified and quickly made a promise.

He didn’t want to get shot in his sleep; he could see these people were no good!

Biting the bullet, "Add a bit more! I’ll sell it to you!"

"7,000." Allen Zhang said: "Buddy, I’m not really making a deal with you. I’ve wiped out your huge debt, and this is a favor you owe me."

"Alright, I owe you guys. Let’s settle on that, remember to contact me."

Red, the manager finally agreed, hurriedly dressed, and left in a rush.

Allen Zhang then glanced at the others who were trapped by the Motorcycle Gang and just waved his hand.

"Go on, get out of here. Don’t come back to this place again."

"Sir, thank you so much!" Everyone quickly said their thanks and scurried out the door.

Then a blonde, blue-eyed woman slipped a piece of paper to the General Sect Leader. Opening it, there was a phone number and a home address in the suburbs.

What’s this supposed to mean? A bribe?

Is that who the General Sect Leader is?

Allen Zhang sneered and pocketed the paper.

Sieg came over with the briefcase, handed it to the General Sect Leader, and explained: "There’s 100,000 US Dollars here, and a satellite phone. The identity of the deceased should be the manager of this Underground Entertainment Venue, and this is a copied USB music drive."

"He didn’t alert the Motorcycle Gang, did he?" Allen Zhang took the satellite phone and USB drive, glanced at the contacts list.

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