After Ribs cleared the Blood Debt and successfully became the second-in-command of the gang, he still brought his lackey, the Butcher, with him. In the gang, the daily sales and payment matters were left to the Butcher.

A few days later, Reeves received more than 100,000 US dollars in retail payments from his other brothers.

He immediately embezzled the money and used it to pay off the loan for the [氪金系统]. Otherwise, the interest of $5,000 a day would be no joke.

At the same time, although the Outlaws took the initiative to send the blood debt, Raymond's appetite was not small and he did not intend to let them go. Instead, he planned to take this opportunity to completely swallow up the Outlaws.

The Outlaws were not a big gang in Inglewood. After being attacked twice by the Anacondas, their strength was greatly reduced. They used to occupy five streets, but now they can only occupy three.

Although the Inglewood police station is non-existent, it is not convenient to take action directly in downtown Chicago.

Gang members can do whatever they want in private, but they cannot go too far in public.

Previously, two gangs were fighting over territory, and the fight was so fierce that it directly alerted the Chicago Police Department. The police department mobilized all police forces in the city to investigate the two gangs thoroughly.

The two groups fought each other, but in the end, neither gained anything. The main members of the gang were imprisoned in Chicago's Cook Jail. Their territory was also divided up by other gangs that sat on the sidelines and watched the fight.

Therefore, almost all street gangs in the Inglewood district have some connection with the police station, otherwise it would be difficult for them to survive here for a long time.

Every time before the Python Gang has a major operation, Raymond will consult Michael, the chief of the Inglewood police station.

As long as he is willing to use the knife, Michael will tell him some key information, such as when to act and when to avoid trouble.

As the boss of the Python Gang, Raymond is naturally worth a lot of money.

He usually lives in a wealthy area in northern Chicago, in a large villa with a lake view right next to Lake Michigan. He only comes to the Python Gang when something major happens.

One morning, a small cafe beside Lake Michigan was crowded with people drinking coffee.

Raymond pushed the door open and walked into the store, ordered a cup of coffee, and sat opposite an old man wearing a floral shirt and sunglasses.

The old man took off his sunglasses, put down the newspaper in his hand, glanced at Raymond and said, "You are here, what do you want to see me about this time?"

"Mr. Director, I'm sorry to bother you again." Raymond said, taking out a thick envelope and placing it on the table.

The old man opposite was Michael, the chief of the Inglewood police station.

He took the envelope from Raymond, put it in his pocket, squeezed it, felt its thickness, and then asked, "Tell me, what's the matter this time?"

Raymond slowly said, "Recently, we want to annex the Outlaws Gang. Can you give us some guidance? When is the best time for us to do it?"

Perhaps because Raymond gave him so much this time, Michael took off his sunglasses and said with a smile, "Young man, you are really ambitious!"

"No, no, this is all thanks to you." Raymond said, "Don't worry, Director, I will continue to honor you after this is done!"

Michael is 65 years old this year and will retire in two years.

He had a head full of silver hair, was slightly overweight, moved slowly, and looked very old, with dirt almost covering his chest.

Michael has spent half his life in the Inglewood police station in Chicago. When he was young, he was full of vigor and vowed to punish evil and promote good and firmly uphold the Constitution of the United States.

But years of working in the police station have worn away all his spirit.

Faced with an endless supply of criminals to be caught and a mere few thousand dollars in monthly salary, Michael finally began to believe in the eternal truth that "if you don't work for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth."

After becoming the chief of the Inglewood Police Station, Michael had no other desires but to make more money during his tenure so that he could live a colorful life after retirement.

Michael took a sip of coffee and slowly said, "If you want to take action, do it as soon as possible, and make sure it's before the end of the month. Next month, the General Administration may launch a major anti-gang operation, so it won't be convenient then."

Upon hearing this, Raymond thanked him repeatedly: "Okay, okay! Thank you so much!"

Michael looked around and hooked his finger mysteriously, motioning Raymond to come closer.

Raymond stretched out his ear.

Michael whispered in his ear, "Let me tell you one more thing. I have a sheriff under me who has planted an informant in your Python Gang."

Raymond's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately asked, "Who is this informant?"

"I don't know his exact name, but I know his codename is Brown Bear," Michael said. "It was this informant who was instrumental in our branch cracking the perfume shop case."

When Raymond heard this, he immediately understood.

He naturally thought that this informant must be Blood Debt, and now that Blood Debt had been killed, everything should be fine.

"Thank you for your concern, Chief!" Raymond replied, "We have already found this informant and just dealt with him a few days ago."

"Oh, I didn't expect you guys to be so smart!"

Michael finished his coffee, put on his sunglasses, stood up, and said, "Okay, that's all for today! I'm going fishing. We'll talk another day!"

With Director Michael's words, Raymond felt much more at ease.

After returning to his big villa, Raymond hugged a charming white guy and called Ribs: "Hey man, are you at the gang's lair?"

"Here I am, boss. What's up?" asked Reeves.

"I'm going to act quickly and wipe out those bastards in the Outlaw Gang. Please check our weapons and equipment to see if we need to buy anything!"

"Okay! I got it, I'll check it right now!"

After agreeing, Ribs hung up the phone and walked towards the basement of the gang's lair.

There is a room in the basement that is used to store gang weapons. On weekdays, the gang members only have a pistol in their hands at most. They will only be given weapons when they are about to do something big.

In the room, there are four or five shelves of various sizes, on which various guns are scattered.

Most of the submachine guns were poorly maintained and repaired, and some of them couldn't even be pulled. The basement was dark and damp, and some of the bullets piled there had already been damp and might not be able to fire at all.

Among more than a hundred guns, Ribs picked out a dozen or so that were in good condition.

For gang members who have not received professional shooting training, they just shoot randomly with their guns, and whether they can hit the target depends entirely on luck.

If you want to attack the Outlaws' lair, the biggest role of these brothers is actually to attract firepower, and the main output still depends on Ribs.

This time, the attack on the Outlaws' lair took place in the city of Chicago, and it was likely to be close-range street fighting and indoor combat.

For this type of combat, neither the Uzi nor the AR-15 assault rifle are optimal.

Therefore, I must buy a gun this time, and I must buy a high-powered gun!