Chapter 95: Black Hand Helps (skip)
Kira Yoshimitsu regains consciousness and has been paying attention to Aaron, who is working in an underground mine in San Francisco.
Normally, he is not inclined to give power to his older subordinates. After all, older people tend to consider things more maturely and are no longer as radical as young people.
But after paying attention to him for a while, he found that Aaron's emotions were extreme beyond ordinary people, especially when it came to making money.
As long as they can make money, the other party's concentration is simply terrifying.
Considering the other party's "money-craziness", Kira Yoshimitsu decided to give him a chance.
The layout of the Holy Lord's Seal site was a joint effort of the construction teams [Land Control] and [Shaping].
The talisman is under the strict control of the props team's [Density Control] and [Shaping Technique].
After careful consideration, [Dragon Talisman] was given the second level [Anger] and the first level [Martial Arts].
The advantage of props is that you don’t need talent to learn quickly and have a high starting point.
If handled well, it can be comparable to Tetsuya Yamagami of the Unification Church version.
The disadvantage is that the power does not belong to oneself, and it is very likely that the power will be lost as the props are lost.
But so what?
If it was snatched away, it would just be a matter of replacing a new subordinate for Kira Yoshimitsu.
…
The big man put down his shovel and quickly covered the hole with rocks to avoid being discovered.
During the cave exploration just now, they thought that the other party would change after breaking the seal, but both sides found out embarrassingly that even though the seal had been removed, the statue remained motionless.
The four tried to move it, but found that due to its extraordinary weight, even the combined strength of four people was powerless.
Unless professional tools are used, we have no choice but to give up and leave it here temporarily, planning to find an opportunity to transport it away secretly in the future.
"What should we do next?"
The tall and thin younger brother patted the big guy on the shoulder and said excitedly.
"Now that the head has gained strength, we are of course going to do something big!"
"Any ideas?"
He punched the air hard and said excitedly.
"Let's rob a bank!"
"Idiot! Technology is so advanced now, and the head only has the ability to spit fire. How can it fight against the modern army? Do you want your head to be caught and sliced into pieces?"
Aaron watched the trio's argument, his eyes fell on the talisman that had been integrated into his left hand, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
"Dragons? I like dragons!" he muttered to himself.
Even if we can successfully take the Holy Lord away in the future, there must be a secret behind this place being chosen as the seal location!
"Given the presence of the Holy Lord in this area, we must keep a tight control on it and never allow anyone else to interfere!"
Aaron's tone was firm.
"Boss, what should we do next?"
"Make this our territory!"
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At the entrance of the mine, a thin man was lying on the ground with a foot stepping heavily on his back.
"Behave yourself, don't force us to do anything bad."
Not far away, a gangster holding a dagger was dangling in front of him, tapping his face with the dagger from time to time as a threat.
"Brother Bob, please, I really can't come up with more money! I have children at home who are waiting for milk powder! Please let me go!" the man pleaded desperately.
As far as the eye can see, Bob is a sturdy man at least two meters tall. He is sitting leisurely on an abandoned tire, holding a cigar in his hand and smoking it comfortably.
He completely ignored the man struggling on the ground. After all, as a local miner, it was almost impossible for him to escape the control of the gang. The initiative was in their hands. Even if he did something out of line, it could be easily dealt with by the gang members with a little help.
The local mayor would not care about them for the sake of tax revenue.
This is a small gang stronghold in the mining area. Although it is not large in scale, it plays a vital role in the mining area.
In the past, San Francisco prospered because of gold mines, attracting countless gold diggers, but the mines eventually ran out. At this time, there are no traces of mining areas in the city, and the transformation has been smooth, but there are still a large number of mines scattered in the suburbs of San Francisco, and many small mining towns have been born as a result.
The town's mining areas are violently controlled by gangs, who drive out or intimidate other miners to ensure they have exclusive access to the resources.
The gangs will not refuse miners who are willing to enter the areas under their control. They will set up checkpoints at the mine entrances and greedily plunder the fruits of their labor.
After all, they are not the producers of ore, but only the porters of ore.
Wouldn't it be more comfortable to just suck blood from the miners?
Many miners stood around, but dared not say anything. They could only secretly watch how Bob humiliated the thin man.
In fact, everyone knew that the men had handed in a sufficient share of the ore, but Bob and others lied and said it was not enough.
The root of all this is that Bob has long harbored evil intentions towards the man’s wife and intends to be a minotaur.
Feeling that he had succeeded in establishing his authority, Bob immediately ordered his men to grab the miner and lift him into the air.
"You useless bastard, if you can't pay your share, don't come here to mine!"
"But..." Bob had a wicked smile on his face, and whispered in the thin man's ear, "Let your wife and daughter come to accompany me, and I can even let you join us. How about it? Isn't this a good deal?"
"Beast!" The thin man suddenly hit Bob with his head, with strength he didn't know where he got from.
Bob staggered two steps due to the sudden impact, looked around, and anger quickly surged on his face. He raised his leg again and kicked the thin man hard in the vitals.
"I want to see if your wife will still be with you after your thing is broken!"
“Wait!”
A sudden shout attracted everyone's attention.
I saw Aaron walking towards this side aggressively.
"As the gang leader of the mining area, taking a cut of the profits is the default rule. But I heard everything you did just now, you are such a loser!"
When Bob saw Aaron, he was slightly shocked that there was such a brave miner.
The little guy next to him saw what Bob was thinking and quickly leaned in to remind him, "Boss, he is Aaron, who is being taken special care of by the Octopus Gang!"
Bob suddenly realized why he felt Aaron looked familiar.
Before this, in order to steal the secret recipe of the A-Long family's crab roe pizza, Mr. Krabs of the Octopus Gang sent gang members to cause trouble, leading to the decline of the A-Long family.
After Aaron's parents passed away, the family restaurant went bankrupt. Mr. Krabs was unable to obtain the secret recipe for the crab roe pizza, so he took his anger out on Wallon and asked Bob to cause trouble for him in the mining area.
At that time, Bob thought Aaron was just a nobody, so he threw him into the worst mining area and forgot about him. He didn't expect that he would suddenly stand up today.
Thinking of this, a cruel smile appeared on Bob's face.
(End of this chapter)
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