I work as a sorcerer in the US, and my side hustle is building Gundams.

Carib screamed and fell backward.

At this point, he still couldn't believe how he had suddenly encountered such a bizarre event!

Wait, something's fishy?

In his still-lingering consciousness, a familiar figure suddenly came to mind!

"Lynn, the witch doctor!"

"It must have been that kid!"

He slowly turned his head to the side, looking at the Ford Focus that Perez had driven up.

But the trunk was already open, and the familiar witch doctor boy was kneeling inside, extending his right hand toward him.

[Curse of Weakness].

That's right, this is the first warlock skill that Lynn obtained through the system after transmigrating.

This skill has now been upgraded to level 2, which can significantly reduce a person's stamina, making them so weak that they cannot even lift a four- or five-pound pistol.

Lynn had previously discussed this seriously with Mike, and he absolutely could not cast any offensive spells on Carib.

Any abnormal death would be attributed to him, the "witch doctor" with extraordinary magic, thus bringing endless trouble. At most, he could only provide a weakening spell, so that anyone who saw it would think that Carib lost because of his speed in drawing his gun against Perez.

The fatal blow can only be delivered by Perez, one of their own gang members.

"Hehe... Finally, it's your turn to go it alone."

Lynn struggled to climb out of the trunk, landed on the ground, dusted himself off, and strode towards them.

"I've wanted to kill you for a while now, but you're too afraid of death, always surrounded by at least three or five bodyguards. Getting you to come out alone is no easy feat, Scorpion!"

As he spoke, Lynn turned to look at Perez, who was putting his pistol back into its holster. Perez's face also showed a wistful expression of revenge.

"That's right, Carib, you're good at everything, except you're a little too wary."

Perez was also covered in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Lynn had acted in time, and the witch doctor was indeed skilled, weakening his opponent so much that he couldn't even lift his gun.

Furthermore, if he hadn't discovered through some miraculous means that Caribou had a real son hidden outside, which was his Achilles' heel, it would have been for him.

If he hadn't secretly smuggled Antonio out of his hiding place...

If Lynn hadn't had such a good relationship with the police, which allowed them to cooperate in getting him out of the hospital from Caribou's close surveillance, he wouldn't have been able to escape.

If it weren't for the miraculous bandages and life-restoring potion he gave me...

Each and every one of these steps is crucial and cannot be omitted!

It's true that without Lynn's help, I really wouldn't have been able to kill this enemy and achieve this satisfying situation!

That Lynn is a terrifying guy!

He possesses amazing skills, ruthless and effective methods, and a clever and clear mind.

Karibu offended him, and that's how he got him into this mess.

If I accidentally offend him in the future, will I end up in the same situation?

No, no!

The thought of how Karibu had been shot dead by him without even being able to lift his gun filled him with terror.

I must never offend him again!

On the surface, he's a witch doctor, but in reality, he's a...

devil?

Perez felt a strong urge to turn around and shoot Lynn while he was off guard.

But he dared not.

He dared not gamble.

He was terrified that the moment he raised his gun, he would collapse to the ground, unable to lift his hand, just like Karibu, and be tortured to death by the other party using some strange method.

"You, you, you all..."

The life in Caribou's eyes was rapidly fading.

But he still gritted his teeth and glared at the two of them fiercely, as if he wanted to remember their faces even after death and curse them in hell.

"If you lose, you have to accept it, Caribou. I taught you that when you were young."

Perez holstered his gun, crouched down, and gently patted the cheek of his former deputy and disciple.

"You can go to hell in peace. I won't deal with Antonio. After all, he won't cause me any trouble in his current state."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the simple-minded little boy sitting in the passenger seat of the car, staring blankly at the animation on the screen.

With his last breath, Karibu turned his head to look at his son. He reached out his hand, as if wanting to stroke his son's forehead one last time.

"Antonio... Dad... I'm sorry..."

Before he finished speaking, his raised right hand had already fallen.

The era of a powerful gangster has come to an end.

"Slap slap..."

Perez stood up, dusted off his hands, and looked at the witch doctor who was watching the two perform with a leisurely air.

"Thank you, Mr. Lynn. I, Perez, will always remember your kindness."

He extended his right hand to Lynn.

"I'm going back to fight for the boss position. Once I've eliminated Caribou's influence in the gang and taken the top spot, I'll forgive all your debts on behalf of the Carlos Gang. Not only that, I'll also give you the $5 reward we agreed on... I believe it won't take long."

"And you've also gained my personal friendship. If you need anything, just give me a call."

Lynn happily reached out and shook his hand, and she could feel the sincerity in his tone.

All that trouble and effort I've put in was just waiting for this one sentence from him, wasn't it?

……

With the debt issue finally settled, Lynn breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Caribou's body, of course, he wouldn't sell it to Paperclip's corpse collector like he would sell the body of an ordinary homeless person. Instead, Perez would take it back and use it for himself.

However, he wouldn't waste such a good skill box.

[The reign of the undead tyrant, Caribou, has come to an end, but his body is a treasure trove of skills. Search his corpse, and you will receive rewards.]

At that moment, a system notification popped up in front of Lynn's eyes.

He crouched down and gently placed his hand on Karibu's chest.

You have gained Pistol Skill Level 3 (30%).

You have gained Rifle Skill Lv2 30%.

You have gained Chemical Manufacturing Skill level 3 (50%).

You have gained Management Skills lv3 20%.

You have gained Animal Communication Skills level 2 (30%).

You have achieved 80% progress in violin playing skill level 1.

[You have gained Cake Making Skill level 1 (30%).]

You have gained Portuguese language skill level 2 by 20%.

You have gained Spanish skill level 2 by 30%.

You have resolved the debt issue with Carlos's gang and have received the mission reward: [Red Pouch].

You have gained 100 character experience points. Current level: lv4 250/400.

"Clang clang clang clang..."

The moment Lynn's hand touched his chest, a long list of acquired skills popped up in front of his eyes!

"Holy crap, this mob boss is a skill master too! My god, so many skills! Let me count how many there are!"

"1, 2, 3... 9 types! Holy crap, he actually got 9 skills, and most of them are high-level skills at level 2 and 3!"

Lynn felt his blood boiling; this was like a treasure trove of skills had been unearthed!

And who would have thought that this guy was actually a cultured young man behind the scenes?

Look at violin playing techniques, cake-making techniques, animal communication skills...

Wait a minute, could this animal communication skill be his method of training scorpions to kill people?

Does that mean I'll be able to communicate with small animals like scorpions in the future?

This pistol skill level 3 and rifle skill level 2... it's incredibly useful in America right now!

I had planned to find a shooting range and practice my marksmanship properly after everything was settled, since my warlock skills were still at a relatively low level and I couldn't achieve instant kills.

Moreover, my mana isn't very high, so if I encounter multiple enemies, I might not be able to defeat them.

Now, having a gun is a great supplement. Haven't you seen Gandalf use his staff to hit people when he's out of mana?

Moreover, there is also advanced chemical production here... I wonder if the production of enhancers counts as part of this skill.

Seeing the end, Lynn was so surprised that she forgot to control her facial expressions!

[Small red bag]!

This is a spatial item with six storage compartments!

One of the most desired loot drops for players in World of Warcraft at the very beginning!

With this thing, wouldn't it be possible to carry things that you normally can't carry with you?

Shotguns, submachine guns, rifles, even rocket launchers can be hidden in here. It's just an ordinary cell phone pouch normally, but if war breaks out, a rocket can blast it out. How can you defend against that? You can't defend against it!

"Hahahaha!"

Lynn laughed, a happy laugh. After all this time, he had finally obtained a "magical item." How could he not be happy?

It seems I need to complete more of the system's tasks in the future; who knows, I might get some amazing in-game items as rewards sometime?

We've struck it rich! We've struck it rich!

So satisfying! So satisfying!