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Qin Yang felt that this young member might be an important breakthrough in their plan.

He took out a pen and marked the information on the document, then wrote some of his own thoughts next to it.

Qin Yang thought that perhaps he could try to contact this young member to see if he could win him over or obtain more information from him about the Falconet family.

Qin Yang continued reading the documents and discovered that the Falcone family had an important warehouse in the East District of Gotham City, which seemed to be where they stored the smuggled goods.

Qin Yang realized that this warehouse could become an important target for them to combat the Falcone family in the black market.

If this warehouse can be successfully destroyed, not only will the Falcone family's reputation in the black market be damaged, but they will also lose a large amount of goods, which will be a heavy blow to them financially.

Qin Yang also marked the information of the warehouse on the document and began to think about how to implement this plan.

This warehouse must be heavily guarded, and the surrounding defense measures are also very strict.

We cannot act rashly and need to develop a detailed raid plan.

As time went by, Qin Yang's plan was like a carefully woven net, slowly unfolding every carefully designed link on the dark and intricate stage of Gotham City.

Qin Yang was like a chess player behind the scenes, controlling the situation calmly and wisely.

He knew that every step had to be like walking on thin ice, requiring both precision and stealth.

Through a series of carefully planned actions, like seeds quietly buried in the darkness, after careful watering and cultivation, they began to take root and sprout, successfully provoking disputes within the Falconet family.

These actions are meticulous and strategic.

The confidants sent by Qin Yang were like a group of cunning ghosts, shuttling around in every corner of the Falconet family.

They quietly look for even the slightest conflicts between family members, just like looking for the most vulnerable gaps in a dense forest.

For example, by cleverly spreading some seemingly unintentional news, young members of the family who are eager for more power can become dissatisfied with the conservative elders.

These news were like small sparks that fell into the pile of dry firewood within the Falconet family, gradually igniting an invisible fire.

At the same time, Qin Yang was also secretly cultivating his own power.

He is like a patient gardener, carefully selecting those forces or individuals with potential who are dissatisfied with the status quo.

His contact with these forces always takes place in extremely secretive environments, perhaps in the dark, damp, decayed underground passages of Gotham City, or in the dusty corners of abandoned factories where the roar of machines covers all other sounds.

He used his wisdom and charm to paint a beautiful picture of the future for them, allowing them to see the benefits and hope they could gain by following him.

As for the media, Qin Yang's layout was like a sophisticated spider web, unfolding silently.

The confidants he arranged operated skillfully within the media, like worker bees hidden in a beehive, silently guiding the direction of public opinion.

Reports about the corruption and atrocities of the Falcone family began to appear frequently in major media.

These reports are not groundless, but are carefully compiled by Qin Yang's team after a long period of investigation and evidence collection.

Each report was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in Gotham City's social opinion and further weakening the Falcone family's public image.

Those reports described in detail how the Falcone family bullied weak merchants and how they violently collected protection fees in the streets and alleys. They also revealed their dark dealings in underground transactions, including smuggling precious cultural relics and selling banned drugs.

These reports, accompanied by some seemingly blurry but highly suggestive photos, made the public feel deep disgust and fear towards the Falcone family.

In a secret meeting, Qin Yang gathered with several confidants again.

The meeting place was chosen to be in the basement of an abandoned warehouse on the edge of Gotham City.

The entrance to the basement was hidden behind a pile of dilapidated containers, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of chemicals and the stench of rotting garbage.

Walking down a narrow and dim staircase, you can see a heavy iron door covered with rust, as if telling of the countless years it has gone through.

Qin Yang looked at everyone with satisfaction, with a barely perceptible hint of pride in his eyes.

He stood in the dim light in the basement, his shadow projected on the rough concrete floor, like a master who controlled everything.

His voice was deep and powerful, echoing in this small and enclosed space: “Ladies and gentlemen, our efforts have begun to bear fruit.

The Falcone family is now in the midst of internal and external troubles, like a broken ship that is about to collapse in a storm. It is a good time for us to take action."

A confidant rubbed his hands excitedly, his hands trembling slightly with excitement.

His eyes sparkled with excitement, like a hunter who sees his prey about to fall into a trap.

His voice was a little distorted by excitement, and he said with a hint of eagerness: "Yes, my lord, we are ready.

As long as you give the order, we can launch the attack immediately.

We are like a bow with a fully drawn string, waiting for you to release your finger and it will fly towards the target. "

Qin Yang waved his hand to stop him, his movements were steady and decisive.

He raised his hand slightly, and that hand looked particularly strong under the dim light.

His expression was serious and calm, like an experienced general examining the situation on the battlefield.

He said, “No, now is not the time.

We still need to wait for a more appropriate time, a time that will allow us to achieve the greatest victory at the lowest cost.

We can’t abandon all our previous efforts because of a momentary impulse, just like an adventurer groping for treasure in the dark, we can’t act rashly just because we see a little light, otherwise we may trigger a hidden trap. "

Another confidant asked in confusion, his brows slightly furrowed and a puzzled look in his eyes.

His lips were slightly parted, as if he had many questions on his lips but didn't know where to start.

He stood there, leaning forward slightly, showing his eager desire for an answer and said, "Then what do we need to wait for? We have done so much, and now the Falcone family is in chaos, like a group of wasps whose nest has been poked, rushing around.

Why don't we take this opportunity to give them a fatal blow? "Qin Yang's eyes were deep, as if they could penetrate the walls of the basement and see every corner of Gotham City.

His eyes showed a kind of insight and patience beyond ordinary people. (End of this chapter)