An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

It's downstairs from KK Clinic.

The blinding red and blue police lights and the flashing lights on the top of the ambulance intertwined wildly, illuminating the entire street as if it were a bizarre and chaotic scene.

Yellow police tape had already completely blocked the building entrance.

Outside the police line, a crowd of onlookers had gathered, peeking out after hearing the gunshots.

"Get out of the way! Everyone get out of the way!"

With a cold expression, Annie hurriedly climbed into the police car, surrounded by a group of tactical officers.

The police sped away with sirens blaring, leaving behind a mess.

A few minutes later.

Several medical staff members, covered in sweat, hurriedly carried a stretcher downstairs.

A corpse lay on the stretcher, its face completely covered from head to toe by a blood-soaked white sheet.

However, just as the medical staff were about to lift the stretcher into the back of the ambulance...

The stretcher suddenly jolted violently.

There was a "click".

One of the corpse's arms slid off the edge of the white sheet and hung heavily in mid-air.

The entire forearm was twisted in an extremely contorted and bizarre posture, the wrist was a bloody mess, and the white bone fragments pierced the skin, swaying limply in the wind.

The most horrifying thing was that there were still several nylon cable ties tied around the hand that was almost crushed into a pulp.

The cable ties were deeply woven into the flesh, looking unusually loose.

"hiss--"

This scene was instantly witnessed by the onlookers who craned their necks to watch the spectacle, and a sudden gasp of astonishment erupted from the crowd.

"OMG! God! This is too tragic!"

"Whose body is that?! It's riddled with bullets, and its hands are shattered like that too?"

"Judging by his build and that tattered white coat...it looks like Victor, doesn't it? Isn't this his shady clinic?"

"It's definitely Victor! Even though he's an unlicensed medic, he's usually quite careful. How could he have died so tragically?"

"I heard he just went crazy and pointed a gun at the cop! Pulled a gun at the cop? Serves him right for getting his magazine emptied!"

"Oh, what a pity. With his death, our neighborhood doesn't even have a place to see a doctor anymore..."

"What a waste!" A black man dressed as a thug spat on the ground and cursed.

"I went to him last time I had hemorrhoids, and that son of a bitch only prescribed two bottles of cheap painkillers and told me to cut them open myself with a razor blade! That kind of heartless quack should be in hell already!"

"Exactly! But if I remember correctly, he also has an older brother who's involved in gangs, right?"

"Yes, there is such a person! He's that bastard older brother who even slept with his own younger brother's wife. I heard he's a minor leader in the Blood Wolf Gang..."

"..."

Amidst the clamor of discussion and gossip from the crowd, the ambulance sped away from the street.

The cordon was subsequently lifted, and the crowds of onlookers gradually dispersed.

However, no one noticed at that moment.

In an inconspicuous, dark corner at the very edge of the crowd, stood a tall, thin man with a dreadlock.

At this moment, the man with the dreadlocks had an extremely unpleasant expression.

Veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes were fixed on the direction the ambulance had gone, and his lips twitched in disbelief.

"How could this happen... that good-for-nothing Victor is actually... finished..."

……

at the same time.

South King Street.

Homeless Park.

Inside a luxurious and spacious medical tent.

"Splash—"

Kane slammed two enormous tactical backpacks onto the table and unzipped them, causing a flood of medicine to pour out.

Looking around, all I could see were boxes of high-end painkillers, imported antibiotics, and anti-inflammatory drugs.

There was even a whole set of brand-new, expensive German-made surgical instruments!

"Gulp!"

Looking at the mountain of medical supplies, Mike's big, round eyes widened in disbelief.

His rough, large hands caressed the medicine box with obvious affection as he muttered to himself in astonishment:

"My goodness... how many times would I have to go to the pharmacy for free to get so many high-end products!"

After the initial shock, Mike turned around abruptly.

Looking at Lynn, who was sitting in the chair with an air of superiority, he didn't hesitate to give her two thumbs up and start his frenzied sycophantic mode.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Mike was so excited he was practically jumping for joy, yelling in his gruff voice, "Boss, your method of using someone else to do your dirty work is absolutely brilliant! It's at least as high as a three-story building!"

"I, Mike, have never submitted to anyone in my life, but when it comes to you, I am absolutely and completely convinced!"

"My admiration for you flows like the Mississippi River and is as imminent as the Yellowstone volcano! You are the godfather of Seattle's South Side!"

"..."

Listen to Mike's exaggerated flattery, which he claims to have only attended school for a few days but insists on using fancy words.

Lynn's eyes twitched slightly, and she couldn't stand it for more than a few seconds.

"Cough cough."

Lynn coughed twice to interrupt Mike's spellcasting, and casually waved his hand: "Alright, I just gave you an idea. The fact that things were handled so well today is mainly thanks to Kane."

This wasn't just him being modest.

Kane deserves the most credit for the perfect outcome of today's breakthrough.

Without Kane's ghostly skill and ruthless execution, the second half of the plan would have been impossible.

A muscle-bound guy like Mike, with his simple mind, would have no problem rolling up his sleeves and chopping people up.

But for this kind of high-level work that requires extremely high tactical skills and attention to detail, Kane is still the best choice.

"The boss is the mastermind; I'm just following orders."

Kane lowered his head slightly upon hearing this, his tone extremely respectful.

As he spoke, he glanced down at the table piled high with medicine, and a rare, deep respect appeared in his usually deadpan eyes.

If it were him, the most he would think of in this situation would be to kill Victor.

They simply didn't have the ability to devise such a brilliant plan.

Not only did they eliminate the hidden danger with the loan note, but they also took advantage of the situation to steal the other party's entire fortune.

This is an absolute steal!

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Mike quickly chimed in, grinning broadly, "That's exactly right! Kane only needs to do the hard work and risk his life on the front lines, while the BOSS has a lot more to consider!"

Upon hearing this, Lynn's lips twitched slightly.

Goodness, that familiar hook-and-groove feel...

"alright."

Lynn was relieved to have ended the conversation, and after glancing at the medicines on the table, she gave her instructions methodically:

"Mike, take a small portion of the commonly used antibiotics and painkillers and put them on the shelf. Find a hidden place to conceal the rest of the expensive, high-end drugs. Make sure they are not exposed."

"Understood! Leave it to me!"

Mike immediately jumped into action, all excited.

As Lynn watched the gap in the medicine cabinet quickly fill up, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

With these two large bags of spoils, even if I squander them every day without restraint, it will be enough to last me a month.

If you control the dosage slightly, it can last for two or three months without any problem.

These drugs are certainly expensive on the market.

But more valuable than these costs is the supply chain behind these drugs!

Even if he had US dollars in hand, he couldn't buy these prescription drugs and medical devices.

Today's alternative version of zero-yuan purchase is a real lifesaver!

"Oh, right."

Lynn looked away from the medicine cabinet, then suddenly glanced at Kane standing to the side, and asked casually:

"I haven't asked you yet, is everything going smoothly?"

Although he didn't give specific instructions on how to handle the situation, he believed that given Kane's personality, he would definitely not let that treacherous doctor who dared to stab him in the back get away with it.

"I didn't hold back."

Kane nodded, a faint, strange look flashing across his cold face.

"Um?"

Lynn keenly sensed the hidden meaning in Kane's words: "There are other circumstances."

"Yes."

Kane took a deep breath and answered truthfully: "If nothing unexpected happens, that Victor... should have already been physically removed from his account by the cops."

"Canceling the account?" Lynn raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Kane didn't hide anything and recounted in detail how he crippled Victor before leaving, how he used nylon cable ties to bind his revolver to Victor's severed hand, and how he faked the action of aiming at the door.

"..."

After hearing this chilling description, Lynn's eyes twitched violently twice.

This isn't just supposed to be closed; it's definitely closed!

Given the extremely sensitive nature of American police officers, that unfortunate Victor would probably be dead by now from severe acute metal poisoning! There wouldn't even be any need for rescue!

"Boss, I'm sorry."

Noticing Lynn's changing expression, Kane lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I acted impulsively. This was my own decision, and if the cops investigate and cause trouble, I will take full responsibility for all the consequences and will never implicate you!"

The commotion also attracted Mike, who was organizing the medicine cabinet.

Mike immediately looked over, but unusually kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything.

Under the anxious gazes of the two.

Lynn remained silent for a full three seconds, then suddenly chuckled, "Well done."

Lynn slowly rose and walked to Kane, looking him straight in the eye and saying each word clearly, "I like it very much."

Kane was suddenly startled and looked up abruptly!

Lynn, hands in his pockets, spoke with an undeniable air of dominance:

"We won't offend others unless they offend us. Since that piece of trash dared to provoke us and even tried to cut off our escape route, he should be prepared to pay a heavy price!"

"Besides..." Lynn patted Kane on the shoulder, a wicked smile curving his lips:

"You were just kindly helping a disabled person tidy up his dropped gun. You didn't kill him; it was the police officers upholding justice who shot him. What does it have to do with us?"

Upon hearing this...

Both Mike and Kane were startled, their eyes flashing with an extremely bright light.

[Thanksgiving +30]

Lynn's eyes lit up as he saw the high emotion value suddenly appear on his retina.

I never expected that a few casual words of comfort would have such a pleasant surprise in winning people's hearts.

"Cough cough."

Lynn cleared her throat and suppressed her smile: "That's enough for today, everyone has worked hard."

"Boss, wait a moment."

Kane stepped forward, his expression returning to its cold and stern state.

"There's another piece of information I need to report to you. Before he died, Victor begged for mercy, saying that he had an older brother who was a minor leader in the Blood Wolf Gang."

"I'm not sure if the Blood Wolf Gang was behind this police raid, nor am I sure if his brother will follow the trail back to us."

The voice just fell.

Mike patted his muscular physique hard, his face full of disdain:

"What kind of Blood Wolf Gang is this! A bunch of cowards who wouldn't even dare to set foot in the South District! Boss, just get me a few rifles, and tonight I, Mike, will lead the brothers to beat them to a pulp!"

"The Blood Wolf Gang..."

Lynn ignored Mike's shouts, his brow furrowed as he fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he looked up at Kane: "These next two days, secretly investigate the Blood Wolf Gang. Find out their personnel and area of ​​operation."

"By the way, try to find out the distribution channels for Victor's high-end medicines. If we want to continue to grow and expand, a stable supply channel is of paramount importance."

"Understood!" Kane nodded in acceptance.

Lynn then turned to Mike: "Mike, arrange for a few smart henchmen to keep watch at various intersections in the slums around the clock."

"First, monitor for any suspicious gang members infiltrating; second, keep a close eye on the movement of police cars."

"We absolutely cannot allow this kind of frustrating situation, like being cornered in our hideout this morning, to happen again!"

"Don't worry, Boss! Anyone who dares to cause trouble on our turf, I'll be the first to smash their head in!" Mike promised through gritted teeth.

"Um."

Lynn tapped her chin slightly.

After a pause, as if suddenly remembering something, Lynn casually pulled out his wallet, took out five hundred-dollar bills, and handed them to Kane, then gave Mike a meaningful look:

"Kane, take this money and get Mike a weapon for self-defense, you know what I mean."

Given the current situation, it's time for my subordinates to gradually arm themselves.

Kane took the banknotes, still warm from his body, and his eyes narrowed. "Understood, I'll take care of it."

"very good."

Lynn stepped forward and patted the two men on the shoulders forcefully, her expression serious: "You've both worked hard these past few days. At the beginning of next month, I'll assign each of you a car!"

Once the OF membership fee is withdrawn by the end of the month, buying two used cars for commuting is a piece of cake.

Upon hearing this, both Mike and Kane were stunned.

In America, a car isn't considered expensive.

But owning a car brings a different meaning!

In this slum where people can't even get enough to eat, owning a car is definitely a symbol of status and wealth.

Seeing that the two looked a little confused, Lynn couldn't help but make a joke:

"Don't worry, even though it's a used car, it's definitely much better than the beat-up Camry I drive now."

Hearing this, the two finally realized what was happening, and their faces simultaneously lit up with bright smiles: "Thank you, Boss!!"

[Thanksgiving +30]

[Thanksgiving +30]

The emotional value was accompanied by another pulse on the retina.

Lynn gave a few more detailed instructions before turning around and leaving the medical tent alone.

Feeling the coolness of the night breeze, Lynn rubbed her aching temples, but a hint of anticipation appeared in her eyes.

He didn't come home last night because of this matter. I imagine Mrs. Hill, who is still charming and has been waiting alone in her empty room, must be anxiously waiting for him.

He has always been a kind-hearted person.

I can't stand seeing beautiful, mature women suffer because of loneliness.

"Sigh, there's no way around it; with great power comes great responsibility."

Lynn glanced at Little Lynn, and a fiery smile curved his lips.

Looks like I'll have to work another long night tonight and get some serious treatment.

We need to take concrete actions to fill the void in Mrs. Hill's empty and lonely heart.

We must use the purest actions to heal Mrs. Hill's wounded heart.

……