NIKKE, after maxing out the favorability, all the Nikkis are not right

"After you put it that way, I feel a little disgusted."

Green's face fell. What Mudan said was so blunt that he didn't want to eat Popate anymore.

"Haha, little brother, there are still many things you don't know, but don't think too much today, try the noodles at our Changchun Noodle House!"

Come to the steaming noodle shop.

Green and Mudan each ordered a bowl of noodles. After waiting for a while, what they got was not noodles, but a group of masked robbers.

Several thugs armed with sacks rushed into the noodle shop, each holding a short stick and a pistol, pointing them at the diners inside. "Fuck you, everyone eating here, hand over all your credit points! Hurry up!"

"I, I don't have any cash, bro!"

One diner was so frightened that he dropped his chopsticks, but the robbers weren't about to let him go. The leading robber pulled out a QR code and slapped it in his face: "You don't have cash, but you also don't have your phone? Scan it for me! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your head off!"

"Depend on..."

"What's your mother's business?"

When robbed, Green was not panicked at all.

He has killed a lot of gang thugs in the Outer Rim, especially when it is inconvenient for Nikki and others to take action. Basically, Ark will send him to deal with it, not for any reason, just to make things easier.

As a mercenary of Ark, Green is like an outsourcing company to the government. Although he has a military rank, he does not have much real power. Such a person is naturally much easier to use than those contract workers. Anyway, those who seek revenge will come to Green and will not worry about the troubles of Ark.

But who would have thought.

Green not only survived the years of fighting, but also gradually became famous.

It's this reputation that's a bit bad. His hands are stained with too much blood, so people in the Outer Rim generally call him the "Butcher of the Outpost."

The atmosphere in the noodle shop was tense, but in front of everyone, Green smiled and turned around at the bar. He leaned against the bar chair and sneered at the robbers in front of him, "Robbery? My friend, you are too despicable. There are so many wealthy people in the Ark waiting for you to rob, and you come here to rob them. Did you make your fortune by robbing old ladies' wallets before?"

"My grass!"

"Who the hell do you think you are? Shut up!" The leading robber glared at Green and showed his gun. "See this gun in my hand? It's standard equipment from the Pure Land. Believe it or not, I'll put a hole in your head!"

"Hehe, don't be so grumpy."

"If you knew who I am, you probably wouldn't talk to me like that." Green gestured to Mudan, signaling her to stay calm.

"Who the hell are you?" The robber glared at him. It seemed that he had just started robbing recently and did not recognize him.

"Someone who can kill you at any time," Green replied calmly. "It may look like you're pointing a gun at me, but right now, I can break your jaw, crack your skull, or even kill you. I have plenty of ways to deal with you. With just one word from me, I can make you completely exiled from the entire Outer Rim."

"Don't ask why. The answer is, if you don't even know the leader of the Peony Society, then you are even less worthy of knowing me."

"I...oh shit, he's the butcher of that outpost!"

At this point, someone finally recognized him.

The faces of the robbers turned pale and blue. They never thought that their first time to rob would lead them to offend a legendary killer.

Green snorted and pointed to the empty space beside him. "Come here, kowtow ninety-nine times to the leader of the Peony Society, and then hand over all the money you robbed. If you do so, you can still survive in the Outer Rim."

"Otherwise, if you offend the Peony Society, don't think you can escape."

"Depend on..."

"Boss, what should we do?"

"What else can I do? My life is at stake. Just kowtow to him!"

The leading robber made up his mind and knelt down in front of Mudan on the spot, kowtowed vigorously.

Boom boom boom!

Listening to the sound of heads hitting the ground, Mudan herself felt a little ashamed. "Where did you idiots come from? You have no courage, no backbone. Could you have read the sign at the door before robbing? If I wasn't in a good mood today, I would definitely hang you from the eaves and starve you for two or three days."

"Sister Mudan, spare my life!!"

"It's really unlucky. Stop kowtow to me, leave the money and get out of here."

"Thank you, thank you, Big Sister!"

The robbers left the money and left with lingering fear.

Mudan watched them leave and couldn't help but mutter, "Little brother, why do I always feel like I don't have the same majesty as the big sister?"

Green looked at her doubtfully: "No?"

Mudan nodded and said, "Those people just now seemed to be afraid of you. As for me, I didn't feel that they were afraid of me at all."

Green: "Maybe Mudan is a little too gentle. Hasn't Mudan always been a very benevolent gang? They're not as ruthless as other gangs, so those thugs are definitely not afraid of you. They even think you're a soft persimmon that can be manipulated."

Mudan rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought: "Is that so? Perhaps my methods were indeed a little too gentle."

Green reminded him, "You have to learn to be tough sometimes, Mudan. There's a saying that goes, 'Thunderbolt means reveal a compassionate heart.' While your theory of mutual assistance is quite good, it's too idealistic in a place like the Outer Rim."

"Well, what you said makes sense, little brother."

"By the way, after finishing this bowl of noodles, I wonder if my little brother is still free?"

"What else?"

"Nothing much, just some of my men have been doing some bad things lately. You should know that Mudan has always run a clean business, but those underlings at the Mist Cave have been dealing in drugs without my knowledge, even deceiving their superiors and subordinates, repeatedly deceiving me." Mudan clenched her fists, her thick eyebrows knitted in anger. "I'm going to take down their lair."

"Can it be done by just the two of us?"

"It's not a big deal, little brother. I'll call a few more people. Although I'm a Nikki, I don't have as many restrictions as other Nikkis." Mudan tapped her clever head with a finger. "You know that Nimph has different restrictions for each Nikki. Although the standards are there, there are also differences between Nikkis."

"For example, me."

"I can shoot those who violate my principles."

"Drug manufacturing, smuggling, robbery, fraud, as long as they commit crimes on my territory, even if the king comes, I will shoot him in the head. Well, but I am still a little worried now. In terms of drug control, do you think I am doing the right thing, little brother?" Mudan poured herself a glass of white wine with a worried look on her face.

"Why are you still bothered about this?" Green wondered.

"Because those guys in the Mist Cave said that they could live a more relaxed life because of the income from drug trafficking. In the end, they shamelessly asked me to show leniency, but I don't think that's right." Mudan said a little melancholy.

After all, she is kind-hearted and soft-hearted, and she is very considerate of the poor.

But this kind of compassion should not appear in a gangster boss.

After thinking for a moment, Green said, "I only have one suggestion, Peony."

"What is it?"

"Who is Feng Guan? Anyone who has anything to do with drug manufacturing and trafficking would rather be killed by mistake than let him go."

Chapter 4000: Leave Your Head Behind (+)

"All, all killed?" Mudan was shocked by Green's words, but when she thought about it carefully, there was a hint of recognition in her eyes.

"You're right, little brother. No matter what, drug trafficking in my territory is an unforgivable crime. If I don't give these people some tough time, once this precedent is set, more people will definitely follow suit."

"As the old saying goes: Without rules, there will be no order."

"Since you work under me, you must abide by the rules of the Peony Club. As for those who dare to break the rules, no matter what the reason, they must be punished accordingly."

Click.

Mudan picked up the Type 95 rifle hanging on her back and waved to Green: "Brother, I'm leaving. Do you want to come with me?"

Green nodded and said, "In that case, let's set off."

"Okay, get in the car."

"Let's go."

After Mudan made a phone call, a vintage car with a very old feel stopped by the roadside.

The driver was a burly man in a suit with several gold rings on his hands. He looked like a nouveau riche, but his temperament gave people a gentle and refined feeling.

"This is the second-in-command of the Mudan Society, Zhen." Mudan introduced her subordinate to Green, and Zhen also greeted Green warmly: "Wow, isn't this a famous person in the outpost? Nice to meet you. Sister Mudan often mentions you to me. She really likes you very much!"

"Shut up, really."

"I'm concerned about this little brother because he helped me before." Mudan blushed and quickly defended herself, "The rules of the Mudan Club have always been like this. We help whoever helps us. Stop saying weird things. Now, I'm going to call someone, you drive your car."

"Okay, eldest sister."

Zhen said this, but he still quietly leaned over and whispered to Green in the passenger seat, "Brother, have you ever considered becoming the husband of the boss of the Mudan Club? Why do you say this suddenly? Isn't it because the big sister is stupid?"

"Big Sister Mudan is still too soft-hearted and stubborn. She often can't think straight. She needs a smart person to look after her. I think you, little brother, are a good fit."

"You have brains and ambition, and she happens to be a good fighter. If you two join forces, not only will your territory reach the Outer Rim, but perhaps one day you could even row it all the way to the Ark."

"Even if you have this idea, your boss won't agree, right?" Green glanced at Mudan who was calling her subordinates in the back seat.

"Little brother, you probably don't know that when I was wandering in the Outer Rim, it was Big Sister Mudan who adopted me. She even gave me a bowl of rice when I was starving. I treated her like my own sister and hoped that one day she would make our gang stronger and bigger." Zhen muttered softly, "But Big Sister has been so carefree over the years, doing whatever she wants. No one can restrain her."

"As for why, I think she's lacking a soul mate."

"But Nikki is the boss. No one has ever been able to get into her heart. You are the first person who can get so close to her."

"So, do you want to accept this marriage?" Zhen lit a cigarette and gave Green a meaningful look. "As long as you're willing, if not tonight, our Peony Club will hold your wedding night tomorrow."

"Zhen! Don't think I can't hear you just because I'm on the phone!" Mudan yelled angrily from behind. Zhen quickly bowed her head and apologized: "Big sister, don't blame me, don't blame me, I'm just thinking about your happiness!"

"Thinking about you, big head!"

"Just drive your car!"

He honestly shut his mouth.

But from the flirtatious look in his eyes, it was hard not to suspect that he still wanted to continue to match Ge Lin and Mudan.

"Actually, I like Sister Mudan too." Green wasn't the type to be awkward. He said frankly, "I just don't know if Sister Mudan has that kind of feeling for me?"

"Wow, confession on the spot!"

"Big sister, look, the boss has said this. If you keep being so stubborn, you'll look like the boss." Zhen smiled and looked at Mudan in the back seat. She hesitated and sweated for a long time before she managed a few words through her teeth.

"Little brother, don't tell me the truth."

"Wait, wait until we're done, I'll talk to you in private!"

Zhen drove the car all the way into the depths of the outer rim area.

Although the Outer Zone is not as big as the Ark, its overall area is not small either. People living here often live together in the form of settlements and blocks. Those who are better off can live in blocks very close to the Ark's walls, and occasionally they can pick up some things dropped by the Ark by scavenging. Those who are not so well off can only live far away from the Ark's walls, making a living by scavenging using the few spare elevators leading to the ground, or doing some shady jobs.

The Mist Cave is the latter.

Green got out of the car and stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the village inside for a while.

This dilapidated village is made up of mud and piles of metal sheets. Sewage and scattered feces can be seen everywhere on the dirty ground. Occasionally, one or two small light bulbs that have not yet been extinguished will flicker in the garbage mountains on the roadside. Most of the villagers passing by are thin and weak, with dull eyes. Because they have lived in a dim environment for many years, the residents of the Mist Cave have poor eyesight. Many of them wear some rough goggles to barely see things.

"Is everyone here?"

"Everyone is here, big sister."

When Mudan got off the car, all seventeen members of the Mudan Club were already there.

This gang, composed of workers, restaurant owners, and vendors, are usually hardworking workers, but once the Mudan Society needs them to help, they will immediately take up their guns and go into battle, transforming from hardworking workers into bloody gang thugs.

Mudan counted the number of people and nodded: "Very good, since everyone is here, then I will explain the purpose of summoning you."

"As everyone knows, the Mist Cave is the territory of the Peony Society. We have five factories here that we built ourselves. They are responsible for producing some electronic parts and certain painkillers. They are also the test fields for our underground planting technology."

"But, just recently, the people here betrayed me."

"Not only did they remove our production line, they also used our facilities without authorization to produce a drug called Meng'ai. Besides deceiving their superiors and subordinates, they also sold drugs under the name of the Mudan Society. It's obvious that the villagers here have crossed the line."

"I understand, Big Sister. Leave the task of cleaning up the traitors to us."

"After all, this isn't the first time we've done this."

The members of the Peony Club had no objections.

Seeing that no one objected, Mudan nodded and said, "Very good, let's go."

"But before I shoot, I will make one last negotiation."

"Little brother, come with me."

Green and Peony walked side by side, at the front.

Soon, the leader of the Mist Cave, a hunchbacked man, walked out of the factory gate.

As soon as he saw that the person coming to inspect was Mudan, a hint of hesitation appeared on his face. "Mudan, Sister Mudan, are you here for another inspection? Business at the factory has been pretty good lately, and the yields submitted to the Mudan Association have also increased significantly. I wonder if you are satisfied with it recently?"

Mudan's face darkened. "Satisfied? Hey, Kemailen, have you forgotten how I explained the rules of the Mudan Club to you?"

“Make money honestly and live an honest life. When you help others, others will help you.”