Taxes are only within machine gun range!

Chapter 74 Oh no, now there really are weapons of mass destruction!
To outsiders, they looked like an ordinary couple, chatting as they took a walk.

But no one knew that their chat would be so explosive.

"It has two floors... Judging from the decor, it shouldn't be considered a high-end restaurant?"

“No.” Milton shook his head. “This is definitely one of the most upscale restaurants here.”

"Hmm, that's true... Let me check again. It shouldn't be past lunchtime yet, but there are hardly any customers in the restaurant." Flora was still a little doubtful. "With this number of customers, can the restaurant make a profit?"

“Obviously not.” Milton shook his head with certainty. “The economic situation in this town simply cannot support a restaurant like this.”

"But it didn't go bankrupt... On the contrary, it's doing quite well, and even Pedro chose it as a negotiation venue. Why?"

Flora pondered for a moment and said, "An unprofitable business is bound to go bankrupt. The only reason it hasn't gone bankrupt is that it's not unprofitable; it just doesn't make money from food and beverage."

"Thinking about it again, Pedro specifically chose this steakhouse as the negotiation point..." Milton chuckled. "I was wondering how to compensate this restaurant before, but now it seems like no compensation is needed at all."

Before negotiations begin, the surrounding area will inevitably be cleared.

With the restaurant owner also being an enemy, Milton felt no qualms about blowing it up.

"You're actually thinking of compensating someone?"

“Of course, I’m not a terrorist,” Milton nodded. “However, this also means we need to be more careful… If this restaurant is their property, then they might even replace the waiters with their thugs. They’re in a good position; if they launch a counterattack, we might not come out on top.”

Flora glanced around and said, "First, I think you might be overestimating their morale. Second, the weather is nice right now, and the trees are quite lush, so their visibility won't be very good. If all else fails, we can always go down into the sewers."

"Come on, do you think this sewer is some kind of completely renovated underground fortress like our pharmacy? If you dare go down there, you'll be drowned by the stench of shit in 10 seconds."

The "boss" doesn't have much wealth at home, largely because he used it to renovate and build this basement.

The 24-hour water and electricity supply, the clean and hygienic environment, and the reinforced concrete structure all require enormous investment.

Otherwise, the sewers of a country like Guatemala would be completely uninhabitable.

This was probably part of the reason why Fan Kang helped the assassins hide in the black market pharmacy.

Flora immediately abandoned the idea of ​​crawling into the sewers: "Okay... then we can only seize the surrounding firing positions? Most of the surrounding residential buildings are low-rise wooden houses, and there aren't many suitable firing positions for ambushes. But I'm worried that the enemy will take control of these positions first."

Milton thought for a moment and said, "Then there's only one way left: we have to launch a dynamic attack. After triggering that explosion, we'll take these points immediately while their attention is diverted."

Flora nodded, but couldn't resist her urge to complain: "Well, I'll make a note of the firing positions... To be honest, I have a feeling that the enemy probably doesn't think that much about it, and we're just playing with thin air right now."

“We were here to seize these positions anyway, that’s why we’re here to scout.” Milton shook his head. “I just made an extra assumption, that these positions will be occupied by the enemy first. It’s always good to be cautious.”

If there's no one at the location, that's naturally the best.

If there were really people around, things wouldn't be so chaotic.

Flora raised a concern: "Well, but you can't hide. You have to take those two 'traitors' with you to the negotiations. Even if you don't go into the restaurant, you at least need to be in their sight, otherwise they will definitely become suspicious."

Milton can bring a few men with him and appear near the steakhouse. He can send two spies in to deliver a message first. This level of caution will not arouse suspicion.

But if Milton simply disappears, the enemy might become alert.

"Yes, so what?" Flora tilted her head slightly: "That's dangerous."

“But I can’t let you or anyone else go to negotiate for me,” Milton said as he and Flora walked back. “Now that I’m the boss, there are some things that only the boss can do, and I have to do myself.”

“That’s true, but how many people can actually do it? Most people are still afraid of dying.” Flora shook her head with a smile. “I can understand why you were able to build such a united team in such a short time.”

“Who isn’t afraid of death? I am too.” The two had gradually moved away from the central church, and Milton took the opportunity to loosen his grip on his arm. “‘Follow me’ and ‘Charge!’ Sometimes, that’s the difference between success and failure.”

"After this sneak attack, it's a true declaration of war, and a hot war at that." Flora sighed. "We must win every battle from now on. Mr. 'Tax Collector,' are you ready?"

“Preparation is never-ending,” Milton shook his head. “But I know the enemy is just as unprepared.”

"Let's go back and check if our team is ready."

"..."

The two chatted as they slipped into the old streets—the sound of gunfire could still be faintly heard near the black gun shop, indicating that training was still ongoing.

Milton nodded in satisfaction and turned back to the basement of the black market pharmacy.

However, as soon as he opened the door and stepped into the house, he smelled a strange, faint stench.

"What's going on? What's that smell?" Milton was immediately annoyed. "Did someone clog the toilet?"

Upon hearing the boss's voice, someone immediately came out of the room.

Matteo exclaimed excitedly, "Boss, you're back? I've successfully completed the mission!"

Milton had a bad feeling: "You, what mission did you successfully complete?"

This fanatical anti-police, anti-gangster, and anti-checkpoint person always gives off an overly excited vibe.

"Boss, didn't you tell me to find Fan Kang's gang? I not only captured one alive, but I also stole his car! We can just use this car when we bomb the restaurant."

They've been captured alive...

Is it really that easy to capture a gang member alive?

They've probably been eyeing this person for a long time and have wanted to make a move on them for a long time.

Milton sighed at how hatred could drive people mad, then nodded and said, "Well done. Take me to see it."

We'll check which toilet is clogged later.

Then, Milton was led into the garage and saw a large man who was tied up, his face covered in bruises, and his eyes filled with fear.

And a manure cart that emitted a faint stench.

Milton: "..."

(End of this chapter)