Let them offer their loyalty

One of the hooligans finally spoke up, his voice full of dissatisfaction and resentment: "We used to be the 'Iron Brothers', but since the arrival of the Alt Consortium, our territory has been swallowed up bit by bit, and now it's hard to even find a place to live."

Another one continued, also with a hateful tone: "Yes, not only us, but also the 'Mad Wolf Gang' has suffered the same fate. The Alte Consortium is too rampant, just like a wolf that wants to eat all the profits. It is so greedy that I don't know if it will go bankrupt one day."

Ye Hua secretly took note of this information, and at the same time was thinking about how to further arouse their anger towards the Alte Consortium.

Ye Hua's eyes revealed a hint of shrewdness and calculation, but she still pretended to be drunk and continued to ask: "Among these gangs, which one is the largest and most powerful? If we can get their support, our chances of fighting against the Alte Consortium will be greatly increased. Do you know that I can take over all 25 districts tomorrow!"

Several hooligans exchanged glances, and one of them said cautiously, "In our area, the largest gang is the Bone Crusher Gang. Their influence spreads throughout the entire 25th District. They have a large number of people and abundant resources. However, the Bone Crusher Gang has always been low-key and does not easily get involved in conflicts in the area."

Another man added, "Yes, the boss of the Bone Crusher Gang is called Rick. He is very cunning and ruthless. It is said that he also has a deep hatred for the Alt Consortium, but he has not taken any action and seems to be waiting for the right time."

A thoughtful look appeared on Ye Hua's face. She knew that if the 'Bonebreakers' could become her allies, then her plan to deal with the Alte Consortium would be more solid.

"Rick, um, I've got this name in mind. If there's a chance, I'd like to meet him and discuss the possibility of our cooperation."

Ye Hua pretended to be drunk and stood up, as if he was about to leave. "Tonight's news is very valuable. I will consider it carefully. You should also think about my proposal. We have a common enemy. Cooperation is a win-win situation. Come to me when the time comes... I don't think I said anything about my proposal?"

Ye Hua slowly walked out of the bar, already planning his next move in his mind. In the alley, he shaved off his beard and scars, tidied up his long hair, and put his jacket on inside out. A handsome androgynous-looking man appeared.

Remove the scars and beard, wear the jacket inside out, and you have Ye Hua's second disguise.

Walking out of the alley again, Ye Hua saw those hooligans looking for her. She walked past them as if nothing had happened and headed towards the apartment.

As soon as she entered the door, she immediately changed out of her disguise, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and revealed her true appearance.

The room was filled with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, which formed a sharp contrast with the hustle and bustle outside District 25. She walked into the room and after a few operations, a series of complex search interfaces suddenly appeared on the communication screen.

"Rick, the Bone Crusher Gang, that should be their name. I hope there is information about them on the dark web."

She began to search deeply for information about "Broken Bone". On the computer screen, data gradually appeared: Broken Bone's organizational structure, the identities of its main members, past activity records, and their potential conflict points with the Alt Foundation.

It costs money, it hurts.

Fortunately it can be reimbursed.

After paying the credit points, Ye Hua began to check.

Lake, as a well-known and notorious figure in the 25th District, has committed countless evil deeds.

Rick started out as a small-scale underground leader, but as time went on, his ambition and cruelty became more apparent. He took control of the neighborhood with ruthless means and used extreme violence against anyone who dared to resist him, from illegal land occupation to extortion, robbery, and outright assassination. Rick did everything he could to expand his power.

Lake was also involved in black market transactions, from arms smuggling to the sale of drugs that could make people high, and was suspected of multiple human trafficking cases, including many underage victims.

These are actually very common in gangs, but the difference is that Rick's way of torturing people to death is not violence, but letting the victims take addictive drugs. This kind of drug will amplify people's senses, but the important thing is not this. If you don't take drugs for a period of time after absorbing the drugs, you will suffer pain thousands of times more than those other addictive drugs.

Want to buy it with credits? You can't.

The only currency is your family.

Daughter, son, granddaughter, grandson, father, wife, anyone will do. Just bring them here and kill them in front of Rick, and you can get the medicine for a while, and then the cycle will continue.

On the other hand, Rick showed extreme cruelty to his subordinates who made mistakes in their work. It was rumored that he personally executed those subordinates who he considered disloyal or incompetent, and used this as a warning to other members, and they would also experience drug torture before the execution.

Rick's notoriety was not widely known in the streets, and he was just the leader of a slightly larger gang in District 25, but he was disgusting.

If the evil he did was not serious enough, no one would punish him. Even when gangs were cleared out sometimes, he always managed to cleverly avoid sanctions.

"There are many more disgusting people like this than in Dragon City..."

As she delved deeper into the data, Ye Hua discovered that the Bonebreakers seemed to have been active recently, which matched the information she heard in the bar. She recorded their sphere of influence in detail, paying special attention to key areas that could become key areas of conflict with the Alte Consortium.

There have been conflicts, but they were not very serious. After all, no one dared to confront the Alte Group head-on.

"We can start with this gang. We can discuss it in detail when Yue Qian comes back. We must integrate the gangs to fight against the Alt Group. She has already recruited most of the people on the list. Plus the manpower that Longcheng already has in District 25, it will be enough to integrate the gangs."

"I'm back, I'm so tired!"

While Ye Hua was still thinking, there was a sound of cheering coming from the hall, followed by a puff. Ye Hua came out of the room and saw that Yue Yan had thrown herself directly onto the sofa, lying on the pillow in a disheveled manner.

"I'm so tired. Just running around in District 25 hiding my identity has taken all my energy. I also have to talk and negotiate. This is the first time I feel so tired even talking. It's not that I don't have the physical strength, but I don't have the energy."

"What was the result? What did they say?"

Yue Qian turned over and looked even more indifferent, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised under his originally tired face, and he smiled: "Of course it has been solved. The initial organizational framework has been established. Now we just need to absorb those miscellaneous gangs. I don't believe that Jonas is so comprehensive that everyone in the 25th district will obey him!"

"That's not the way to be all-inclusive... Never mind. I found out that the biggest gang in District 25 is called the Bonebreakers. If we want to integrate the gangs first, it's better to start there. Let's take a rest today and go visit them tomorrow morning."

The two had been partners for a long time, so Yue Yan could naturally understand what Ye Hua meant: "Just go for a stroll like this? Aren't you afraid of making a big fuss? This isn't your character."

"For civilized people, threats and inducements are effective, but for beasts, only fists are effective."

Ye Hua looked at the knife at his waist and said coldly: "They won't listen to your advice in a gentle manner anyway, so why not use fists right from the start?"

"Haha, then it's up to you. Although I can fight in close combat, I still prefer sniping others from a distance."

Yue Qian made a pistol gesture: "After all, I'm just a gunman. I can't rush into the crowd for close combat, right?"

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey, starting with the Bone-Breaking Gang!

Chapter 591 From now on, I will take over

Slums are the shadow places in a society where high technology and low living standards coexist. They are forgotten corners and symbols of decay and desolation behind the splendor of high-rise buildings.

Endless neon advertisements and the contrails of flying cars divide the streets, but in the slums, the thin sunlight can hardly penetrate the dense smog and pollution. The light of neon lights becomes dim here, and the flickering lights cast gloomy shadows on the streets full of dirty water. The air is filled with the pungent smell of rotting garbage and chemicals. The residents here have become accustomed to living with simple filtering masks.

The slums' buildings are a patchwork of abandoned containers, dilapidated prefabricated houses and crumbling high-rise buildings mixed together to form an intricate three-dimensional maze. The walls are covered with graffiti and slogans, and electric wires hang like spider webs in the narrow alleys, with sparks flashing from time to time.

Residents shuttle between narrow streets and bridges, their clothes are tattered and their faces are haggard. Here, people struggle for survival, black market transactions, smuggling and small-scale hacker activities are rampant here, even peacekeeping forces rarely set foot here, only when order is seriously disturbed, armored vehicles and the cheapest robot police will appear to carry out rough law enforcement.

In the slum markets, all kinds of illegally modified electronic products and bionic parts can be seen everywhere, while most of the food is synthetic. Real fresh food is a luxury here.

"Strange, where did everyone go today?"

In a narrow and dark alley in the slums, a gangster named Sid was patrolling slowly. His figure looked distorted and cunning under the swaying neon lights. Sid's eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly, looking for any target for blackmail or potential threat.

He wore a frayed leather jacket covered in patches and gang logos that lent a unique identity and power in this lawless zone, his pants were stained with oil and dirt, and he wore a pair of worn combat boots that resounded with every step.

Sid's hair was shaved in a punk style, almost shaved on one side and with a wisp of blue hair on the other. He had a scar on his face, a reminder of his past street fights. On his chin hung a string of cheap electronic decorations, flashing a cold blue light, which he wore to identify his companions in the dark.

"Not to mention the group of idiots who only know how to drink, they can't even see the two-legged sheep, what's going on?"

In his hand, Sid tightly grasped a homemade electric baton, and his other hand touched the small data tablet in his pocket from time to time. His eyes flashed with a trace of shrewdness and calculation from time to time, which was necessary for survival in this environment.

Today is really strange. I didn’t see anyone and I haven’t heard any news about any crackdown recently.

He walked past a shabby bar with noises and quarrels coming from inside, but he didn't care. His goal was to maintain his gang's sphere of influence and ensure that their business could go on smoothly. In this slum full of electronic waste and ruins, although he could bully others in front of that group of poor people, he could only submit like a dog in front of the truly powerful people in the gang.

You can't be lazy or slack off here. If you are caught, you will be beaten.

But on the other hand, as long as you complete your patrol mission, no matter how many things happen, as long as it does not involve you, you will be safe.

Sid originally thought that he only needed to be vigilant during this patrol. However, just as he passed the shabby bar, a strong hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness and grabbed his arm. Before he could react, he was roughly dragged into the dim interior of the bar.

The bar was filled with the stench of smoke and sweat, mixed with the pungent smell of cheap alcohol and vomit. Rex tried to struggle, but his stun gun was taken away in the chaos. He felt a force suppressing him, unable to move. The lights in the bar flickered, and he could only vaguely see a head of blue hair, and then his face was pressed to the ground.

"Is this the last one?"

He heard a clear female voice and then fainted.

"To the east, this is the last patrol. We agreed to go stealthily, but in the end we dragged all these people in and knocked them out."

Ye Hua sighed lightly, and skillfully tied up Sid with a rope, then casually threw him behind the bar, where several people who had fainted were already piled up, all with ball gags stuffed in their mouths. In other places, there were people who had fainted lying crookedly on the tables and chairs.

The Bonebreakers' headquarters is in the slums. Gangs always grow in such dark and ungoverned places. As long as there is no light shining there, no one will pay attention no matter how big the trouble is.

"Isn't this a must-do every time? They say stealth, but they always go all out. This time it was okay. We just knocked them out after dragging them in. We didn't let them tip off. Otherwise, they would have really rushed into the crowd and gone all out."

Yue Qian opened the communication and sent a message: "It's almost done. I will gather people to attract attention in another place. After most of the people in the Bone Crusher Gang have been attracted away, we will go in to negotiate."

Two minutes later, life in the slums was interrupted by a deafening bang. In an instant, the sky was dyed red by a dazzling ball of fire, followed by a strong shock wave, which swept across the narrow streets and crowded shacks like an invisible giant hand.

The flames and smoke spread quickly, engulfing everything around them and pushing this already fragile community to the brink of chaos.

The residents were in panic, and screams and cries mixed together to form a cacophony of noise.

Buildings staggered under the force of the explosion, some old sheds and simple houses collapsed in the flames, electric wires burst in the air, sparks flew, adding a fierce light to the disaster, water pipes broke, sewage and clean water mixed, flowing into the streets, carrying away ashes and debris.

"What's the big commotion?"

"The Bone Crusher's warehouse is over there. A bunch of dangerous goods were piled together and exploded. It just made a big noise. It won't affect normal people."

Yue Qian skillfully put the sniper rifle on his back and waved: "Let's go. When we get there, the gangsters will just be lured away."

Taking shortcuts and going through the area beforehand, the two men were like fish in water.

They soon arrived at the place where the leader of the Bone-Breaking Gang lived according to the intelligence.

The place where Rick lives is no different from other places in the slums. At most, there are more people around, and the houses are brighter than those in other slums. There is also a bar next to it that looks brightly lit, but the sign is already crumbling.

As soon as they approached the bar, Yue Yan and Ye Hua heard angry curses.

The second explosion dyed the sky red again.

Inside the bar, the already dim lights flickered in the vibration of the explosion, as if they could go out at any time. In this small space filled with smoke and alcohol, the loud noise of the explosion caused chaos. The drinkers were frightened by the sudden roar and ran around. Glasses and bottles fell and shattered in the vibration.

Immediately, a burst of angry curses broke out in the bar, and the emotions of the drinkers quickly escalated in extreme panic and confusion. They were shocked and angry about this sudden incident.

"What the hell is going on?" A rough voice echoed in the bar, and the alcohol made his voice even hoarser: "Didn't I ask someone to check it out? What the hell are these little bastards doing?"

"Who did it? Is it that damn gang playing with fire again!"

"Is there a gang fight going on? They are doing this on our territory. Are they trying to start a war with us?"

The cursing stopped after a while and gradually became quieter.

"It seems like they have no sense of vigilance at all. How can such people organize a gang?"

"How else can we organize? In the world of beasts, whoever has the bigger fist has the final say. It has always been like this."

Ye Hua pushed open the door, holding the sword in one hand, while Yue Yan sighed and drew out his two guns.

In a corner of the bar, there is a stool carrying an unusual figure. He is huge, with well-defined muscles, but these muscles are not entirely made up of biological tissue. Seventy percent of his body has been transformed into prosthetics, making him look both human and machine.

His skin is covered in places with high-tech alloy plates that gleam with a cold light, in stark contrast to the lines and scars on his skin. His arms are equipped with sophisticated hydraulic drive devices, with tiny servo motors embedded in his knuckles. Every movement reveals a combination of strength and precision.

There is a row of tiny sensors under his eyes, which flash blue dots under the dim bar lights, as if constantly scanning the surrounding environment. His visual system may have been replaced by an advanced optical scanner, which can see more clearly than ordinary people in the dark and even analyze the emotions and intentions of people around him.

Although his appearance gave people a feeling of strength and even danger, at this moment he sat there, his movements were surprisingly gentle, his metal fingers gently stirred the wine glass in front of him, as if he was thinking about some profound questions, the liquid in the glass gently swirled as he stirred it, reflecting the colorful colors of the surrounding neon lights.

"Because he is uneducated, he likes to wear a suit to pretend to be a civilized person. His body is already 70% cybernetic. It's him. Let me see. His whole body is rags. Only his eyes are good. If he were in Dragon City, he wouldn't even last three seconds of the swordsman's tutorial."

Yue Qian compared them and confirmed that the big man in the suit was Rick, the boss of the Bone Crusher Gang.

"Hey, who are you? How did you get in?!"

"Damn it, were those patrolmen eaten by dogs? They didn't even know someone sneaked in?"

"Useless things, when they come back, I must teach them a lesson!"

Angry voices rang out in the bar, but Rick shook his head, pulled his metal fingers out of the glass, and knocked on the bar.

The sound of the entire bar suddenly disappeared as if the pause button had been pressed.

"If I'm not mistaken, these two explosions must have been your doing?"

A rough voice sounded, and Rick stood up. He was already two meters and five tall.

"Nonsense, you can tell this kind of thing at a glance, right?"

As soon as Yue Yan finished speaking, Ye Hua spoke up: "We are here to seek cooperation."

"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation requires our warehouse to explode first? If you really need cooperation, then you should adopt a correct attitude."

Rick snorted coldly, and parts of his body were already trembling. "But I'm in a good mood today. If your conditions make me feel tempted, I won't care. Otherwise, I will twist your heads off."

"We are going to take over all matters of the Bone Crusher Gang. From now on, if I say go east, you can't go west. If I say go south, you can't go north. Do you understand?"

Ye Hua's slightly cold voice rang out: "This is not a request, but a notice."

"You guy..."

Rick's face was gloomy, and he stretched out his hand: "I want to pull your head off and keep it as my collection!"

But as soon as he finished his words, the figure in front of him disappeared. Rick's sensors captured the approaching figure in milliseconds. His mechanical eyes flickered slightly under the dim bar lights, as if foreshadowing the coming storm. A one-handed sword appeared in his field of vision, with a dangerous light flashing in his hand - it was a sharp energy knife, its blade waving in the air, making a buzzing sound.

His alloy skeleton made a low resonating sound inside, as if it was a signal for the war machine to start. His voice was full of confidence, as if it came from steel: "You chose the wrong opponent, bitch 1. But since you are here, don't think about leaving easily!"

The energy knife drew out sharp rays of light, trying to cut the muscular man's body. However, the muscular man's reaction speed was extraordinary, and his prosthetic parts dodged every fatal attack at high speed.

The fight escalated quickly, Rick's arms stretched out quickly, and his hydraulically driven fists slammed into the enemy with destructive force, hitting the flying table with a scream and breaking the bar chairs.

The other people in the bar dodged quickly, knowing that this was not a fight they could intervene in. Rick did not give the enemy a chance to breathe. His steps were steady and fast, like a cheetah chasing its prey. His metal arms swept through the air, and every swing brought with it the sound of wind, as if it could tear the air apart.

"We have almost finished collecting data. It's time to end it."