"Does your younger brother not believe it?"
I shrugged: "That's true to some extent, but the key is that I'm afraid they won't listen to me, isn't it?"
Samantha laughed again: "Let me put it this way! Your Great Xia has its own Jianghu (江湖, a term referring to the martial arts world), and so does the international community."
We are a legitimate organization, operating in the open. But assassin organizations are like the underworld; they operate in the shadows.
They have their rules; they hold assassin competitions to choose the leader for the next ten years.
I heard this from an assassin.
"Does that mean they'll listen to me?"
They won't be like in the movies, pulling out some kind of token and ordering people to do anything, right?
"Of course! Otherwise, who would help them resolve their disputes? They are assassins, and they are all unruly people."
Conflicts can easily arise between organizations.
What they wanted was someone who could instill fear in all assassin organizations, someone who would command absolute obedience.
So that's how it is.
"They hold assassin competitions to find a leader."
Samantha checked the time: "We'll be there soon."
Who is it?
Bachmann! This guy came in carrying a box and brought a few people with him.
"Mr. Zheng! You're the boss of Monkey, so this is yours."
Bachman handed me the box, then went to thank Samantha for helping the assassin organization arrange a meeting with me.
When I opened the box, I found a USB drive and a black sign with a monkey engraved on it.
"This thing is a token?"
The name "Monkey" is really eye-catching; I should have come up with a more imposing name.
"This is also a key, a key specifically for unlocking the Monkey account."
I rolled my eyes. Why would I need this to log into someone's account?
I plugged the USB drive into the computer again, and wow! It not only contained the contact information for all the bosses of the assassin organizations, but also the conventions of the assassin organizations.
I was speechless after reading their agreement. It started by promising to ensure the development of the assassin organization Bloomberg.
You guys really don't know what you're doing anymore, yet you're thriving. If you're thriving, how can good people have a good life?
These conventions do not restrict fighting; they mainly involve shady transactions.
They don't trade powders or pills; they trade scarce goods that are subject to blockades by various countries.
What they want the person in charge to adjudicate is the illegality of the transaction.
This is great. In the future, I will be able to buy many things that others cannot buy through them.
Moreover, I also have the right to restrict their right to kill.
"Mr. Zheng! I think you're a natural-born leader."
"You have connections with both the monkey and General Peng, so from now on we'll all listen to you."
Samantha nodded in satisfaction.
I don't know what she's up to. Bachmann is here, so I can't ask.
"Alright! I'll contact you if I need anything in the future. You can go now."
"Yes, yes! I will need Mr. Zheng's continued guidance in the future."
Damn! I haven't even decided whether I should be the one in charge!
After Bachmann left, Samantha patted me on the shoulder and said, "Congratulations, little brother, on conquering the international underworld."
"ah?"
"With me in the legitimate world and the underworld on top of that, little brother! You've got connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds now!"
I've eaten the black stuff, but the white stuff is debatable.
Samantha seems to be treating me very well now, but who knows if she'll change in the future.
People in the martial arts world are afraid of death and have rules.
But in truth, they are sometimes more terrifying than those who are truly wicked and evil.
Because there are many hypocrites there.
"Now that I've won them over, will any country blacklist me?"
"You think they're all righteous and indignant? Some countries are even more corrupt than them."
Not only will they not block you, they will also try to win you over, because there are some things they need your subordinates to do!
Besides, so far, apart from me and the assassin Jianghu, no one knows your identity.
Do you want to make it public?
It gave me goosebumps.
"Forget it, I don't want to be so conspicuous. Now, how do we deal with Frank's case?"
“Things are different now. You’re a big shot in the underworld now. If I leak even a little bit of information, I guarantee Frank will confess obediently.”
"How is that possible?"
"Who would want to be constantly targeted by assassin organizations?"
Is that so? It seems pretty good.
I don't know what Samantha said to Frank, but he admitted to everything in court.
He took on all the responsibility, and as a result, he bore the primary responsibility while Mei Guo bore secondary responsibility.
To quell the matter as quickly as possible, the United States offered 5 billion US dollars in compensation to everyone involved.
In history, only the United States has ever forced the United States to make such concessions.
Samantha and I didn't take the money; we gave it all to the Gem Guild and several other organizations, including Gaim Island.
Frank was sentenced to life imprisonment and imprisoned in an international prison.
Two days later, I returned to Gem Island.
Lu Qianning and everyone else came to greet us.
Originally, I didn't want to come back, but I couldn't let go of Lu Qianning.
"Zheng Yang!" Lu Qianning ran up and almost threw herself into my arms.
"Thank you! We received 3 billion Meijin, which can be used to compensate the families of the guards."
Besides Lu Qianning thanking me, others also came up to express their gratitude and added my contact information.
The programming veteran was the last to come up. He leaned close to my ear and whispered:
“These people are all formidable. If you build good relationships with them, you'll have many more options.”
Um... the white road.
"Elder! Are you planning to leave?"
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