From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

"The gang's main members are homeless people, Latinos, Chinese, and Haitians. Many of them are immigrants. Night City is the largest city in the Free State, so let's call it the Free Gang."

Vera named the gang using words that the homeless cared about most.

Leo thought the name was actually alright, just a little strange, and didn't sound like a gang name.

The gaze shifts to V.

She hesitated before saying, "Ghost Gang? Comet Gang? Uh... it doesn't really mean anything, as long as the gang name sounds catchy, right?"

Leo sighed, thinking that they were all unreliable, and decided it was better to do it himself.

“I’m thinking the Bat Gang would be a good choice! Let’s use black as the gang’s main color and give the members bat masks.”

Others are unaware of the existence of the DC universe and cannot comprehend his thought process.

V had heard him tell Gotham stories, so naturally he thought of Batman.

She couldn't agree with that person's philosophy—in Night City, if you hold back, the enemy won't; that's just asking for death!

"I don't think that'll work!" she objected loudly.

Leo gave him a disapproving look.

V remained unfazed: "Night City already has an animal gang, the most famous of which is the 'Primate Beasts' from Taiping Continent, whose leader calls himself the 'Savage King'."

Besides this one, the Animal Gang has other 'groups'. Bats, as you mentioned, are included in the 'Chiroptera' group. With that name, people might think we're part of the Animal Gang."

"Ah this..."

Leo is numb.

It's amazing how many good names can be taken by dogs.

If that's the case, the Bat Gang is really not good. That damn Animal Gang has taken up all the animal names...

He then looked back at his friends' suggestions and felt that Vera's name was more suitable, so he decided to modify it and use it.

"In that case, our gang will be called—Wings of Freedom!"

"Soaring through the sky, chasing the wings of freedom—what do you think? That's a good message, isn't it?"

"That sounds okay."

"Agree!"

"not bad."

"The homeless will like it."

The vote was unanimously approved!

The meeting has now concluded, and everyone is going home.

After arranging the meeting time and place for tomorrow, Leo made a phone call to Old Wei and the old captain to coordinate the itinerary.

Before Jack left, he specifically instructed him: "Jack, the supplies for the Wild Wolf Bar are already in the van. The code is 123456. Go and take the goods home."

Jack nodded without asking any further questions.

Everyone knows that Leo has a mysterious partner who has been secretly providing him with various forms of assistance, and they've long been used to it.

After everyone left, Leo turned and walked towards the wine cabinet area, storing all of Bartmos's equipment into the singularity space. Pure White would take care of the rest of the work.

That concludes today's work.

Next up is the enjoyable nighttime entertainment!

He wanted to... well, he wanted to lie on the sofa and pet the cat, because he had just had surgery and had a bunch of prosthetics installed, so he obviously couldn't play with V today...

At 10 p.m., he was pulled into bed early by V, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

*

Have a good night's sleep.

When Leo woke up the next morning, he felt much better, and the dull pain he had felt the day before had subsided.

After quickly completing their daily morning mission, the four-man team met up in the parking lot and drove the thug "Weller" to the Wolf Bar a few blocks away.

It's Friday, and it's not even 8 a.m. yet.

The area in front of the Wild Wolf Bar, which should have been deserted, was packed with a large crowd.

A quick scan would reveal dozens of them, and almost all of them were energetic young people, chatting in small groups.

Passersby dared not approach them and instead avoided them from a distance.

Leo spotted Jack standing out from the crowd. His physique was so conspicuous, and he was subtly surrounded by the crowd, exuding the aura of a leader.

"Everyone looks a bit listless. Let's cheer them up!"

He patted Vera's shoulder lightly, and the blonde beauty immediately understood his intention.

The assailant's armored car suddenly accelerated.

The sudden increase in engine noise helped to refresh the group, who were feeling a bit tired early in the morning.

The sound of tires screeching against the ground is enough to send your adrenaline soaring.

Chi-

The thug "Weller" pulled up to a stop on the side of the road with a spectacular drift, its black body gleaming coldly, and the blast of air it generated made the spectators in the front row stagger.

But they weren't scared; instead, they thought it was cool!

In Night City, people pursue individuality, and being unconventional is a compliment!

"Awesome——"

"handsome!"

"What kind of car is this? It looks a bit like the Herrera thug..."

Click.

The crowd's discussion was interrupted by the sound of the back door opening.

A tall man dressed in a silver suit and wearing a silver mask appeared elegantly in front of the crowd.

"It's L!"

Active members of the crowd provided answers to everyone's questions.

But in fact, everyone already knew that the leader this time was the mysterious middleman "L," and the elders in the family had already given them instructions—

He's Kangtao's middleman, and he's about to do something big. Being able to associate with someone like that is undoubtedly much better than messing around on the streets!

Leo's gaze swept across the crowd, and he was very satisfied with the spirit and demeanor of these new employees.

Young, energetic, driven, and from respectable families, this group forms the initial core of the organization. By adding more adventurous individuals, it can be ensured that Wings of Freedom will not quickly degenerate into a lawless gang after gaining power.

What he needs is genuine order, not a second Sixth Street gang that collects protection money and bullies ordinary citizens.

He didn't rush to speak, but instead slowly scanned everyone present with his almost tangible gaze.

Gradually, the noise from the crowd quietly subsided.

The L at the front of the crowd seemed to possess some kind of magic, firmly attracting everyone's attention and making them dare not be negligent in the slightest.

Good morning, everyone. It makes me very happy to see so many young faces.

The equally "young" voice coming from under the mask made the audience feel a sense of familiarity.

"I'm glad you chose the gang I started, and I believe that when you look back in the future, you will never regret your decision today."

Okay, let's change the setting. This isn't the right place to talk, and besides, repeating the same thing twice is just too verbose.

As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening roar suddenly came from the end of the street.

The old captain's men, who had been lying in wait nearby, arrived with a luxurious convoy of modified cars after receiving Leo's signal.

Tingwei Mackintosh MTL1, Tingwei Colby "Little Mule", Tingwei Colby CX410 Lone Peak...

Don't be fooled by the fact that these models are only mid-range cars on the market. Used cars generally cost over 30,000 yuan, and new cars cost at least 50,000 yuan, which is really not cheap for ordinary working-class families.

Having such a car at home is already a source of pride among your peers.

After the old captain's men dropped the car off, they quickly got out and left in several vans.

Nearly 20 modified cars were parked on the roadside, blocking the road in front of the Wild Wolf Bar.

"Gentlemen and ladies, those who can drive, drive; those who can't, take a ride. Let's go somewhere else and meet the rest of our group!"

"Oh! Hooray, I'm going to drive!"

"Me too! I'm an amazing driver!"

Young people from the Heywood area became active, vying for the chance to drive.

They may not have a valid driver's license, but that has two different things from whether they know how to drive!

Street kids don't follow many rules. As long as the family has a car, kids around thirteen or fourteen years old can basically drive.

Seeing that the dozens of people had found their places, Leo waved to Jack, who was waiting to the side.

Jack grinned and walked over with a pair of young people.

“L, this is my cousin, and his girlfriend. They’re both from Haywood, and we’ve known each other for generations. They’re family, we know each other inside and out!”

The young man was about 1.8 meters tall, slightly shorter than Leo.

He looks somewhat like Jack, though he's much smaller, but still quite strong.

The woman next to me is a Latina hottie, quite pretty, with the V-sign of the Valentino gang tattooed on her arm.

However, this doesn't prove anything. Young people hanging out in Heywood, even those who haven't joined the Valentino gang, are still quite wealthy and influential.

"Hello, Boss L! My name is Carlos Wells. I look forward to working with you."

"Boss L, my name is Kate Campbell. Nice to meet you."

Arasaka's cultural invasion was indeed very successful; both of these Latinos spoke with a Japanese accent.

However, it's also possible that he knew Leo was Asian, so he deliberately used this way of speaking.

Leo glanced at them casually and nodded amicably: "Jack is my good brother. Joining my gang will bring you many benefits! Alright, get in the car first, we can talk again later."

The two young men looked very excited and thanked him repeatedly.

Then, they followed Jack toward the Type 66 Traveler.

Old Wei was already seated in the car, and seeing this grand scene, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Leo returned to the car and signaled Vera to drive.

The thug "Weller" started up again, leading a long convoy of cars, making a high-profile entrance amidst the onlookers.

The convoy traveled along the city's outer ring road, and soon two large trucks joined it at the rear. These trucks carried medical equipment, and the drivers were men hired from the old captain.

The increasingly large convoy caught the attention of the NCPD, but seeing that they were just driving normally, the officers turned a blind eye and did not want to get involved.

Accompanied by police cars, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the convoy drove out of Hongfeng Pass and sped towards the barren lands of the eastern suburbs.

Rising to Fame: Chapter 277 A single call to action draws a multitude of followers!

The long convoy of cars traveled like a dragon on the highway in the eastern suburbs.

Passing vehicles carefully made way for the convoy, keeping their distance from what looked like a formidable force.

In the past, the large trucks following at the end of the convoy would have been prey for the Chaotic Knife Gang and the Night Wanderer, who would have surrounded and intercepted them.

But today, these criminals have tightened their defenses and chosen to stay in their camp and not come out.

Leo regretfully put away the Yinglong submachine gun and urged Vera to speed up.

Ten minutes later, the convoy approached the homeless camp from another direction and met up with the truck that had been parked on the north side of the camp.

A small squadron of drones emerged from the cargo compartment of one of the trucks and formed a patrol around the perimeter of the new convoy.

Leo calmly got out of the car and greeted several important figures who were waiting there.

Sol, Panan, and Dakota—three familiar faces.

There were also three strangers, two men and one woman, all with a high degree of cybernetics, who appeared to be people of high status.

"Marvin Ashton, head of House Ashton."