117: Chapter 117: Uncle, it seems like soone is following .
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(Please subscribe, bookmark, and vote for the monthly ticket) “Earlier today, the city council officially comnced the impeachnt hearing against Mayor Wente.
If the impeachnt case receives more than two-thirds of the votes in the city council, then the Mayor will be successfully impeached.”
According to the laws of Dawn City and the Federation, if the impeachnt is successful, Mayor Wente will beco the first Mayor in the history of Dawn City to be impeached and removed from office.
Thereafter, he will be charged by the prosecutors for ‘treason,’ ‘illegal breeding of exotic beasts,’ and ‘manipulation of elections.’
Mayor Wente stated that these charges are all fabrications concocted by the opposition party.
He has nothing to do with the exotic beast invasion incident that occurred more than half a month ago.
He claid that in this city governnt, among those employed by the governnt, no one is involved in this absurd incident.”
He expressed his outrage by stating this is a trampling of Dawn City’s democracy.
So dirty and despicable scoundrels are trying to overturn an elected Mayor by inciting the public, and he called on the citizens not to believe in rumors and to stay ho instead of protesting on the streets.”
Click—
The news broadcast abruptly ended, and Naomi put down the remote.
“Aren’t you a bit concerned about the Mayor?
Maybe he’ll be dismissed this ti?”
Byrne shifted his gaze from the turned-off TV and looked at Naomi.
“What does the Mayor being dismissed have to do with ?” Naomi rolled her eyes, “Even if a new Mayor cos in, can he help get rid of my credit card bills and student loans?”
She looked ahead, “Right now, we might have more pressing concerns.”
A group of gang mbers holding guns were standing at the entrance of the restaurant, grinning at them, including the young man who had taken too many drugs and had harassed her the day before.
“So did you notify Roy?”
Byrne slowly raised the shovel in his hand.
“Just called him,” Naomi glanced at Byrne, “Even if you switched to a kitchen knife, it would look more intimidating than a spatula.”
“Would you consider spending a passionate night with if I switched to a kitchen knife?”
Byrne struck a slightly coquettish pose.
Naomi rolled her eyes again, focusing on what was ahead.
“Sweetheart, unfortunately for you, we et again,” the scar-faced man leading the group slamd his gun onto the table in front of Naomi, “You guys beat up my brother yesterday; don’t you think you owe an explanation?”
Naomi was no stranger to this scar-faced man; his na was Marku, the boss of the Loach Gang.
The Loach Gang, a small local gang, was originally an affiliate of the Crocodile Gang.
The manager before Roy had colluded with the Loach Gang in an attempt to take ownership of this restaurant.
Latter, with Naomi’s help, Roy managed to figure out the forr manager’s sche and, with the help of so friends he knew from the Crown District, called on the Money Rat Gang, which was looking to expand its influence in Aston District, to intervene, barely managing to maintain the restaurant.
Of course, the price was that the Money Rat Gang would take 10 percent of the sales.
However, this price was not too high, much better compared to losing the shop altogether.
At this mont, Naomi realized that the young man from yesterday was not so drug-addled ruffian, but bait thrown out by the Loach Gang as an excuse.
These guys are taking advantage of the split within the Crocodile Gang and the chaos among the gangs in Aston District, looking to target this shop again.
“Sweetheart, tell , what kind of explanation are you going to give my brother?” Marku smiled as he leaned in, reaching out to touch Naomi’s cheek, “We just picked up a big job, and we’re really short on ti.”
Bang—
The crisp sound of a gunshot suddenly rang out, and a searing bullet whizzed past Marku’s cheek in the blink of an eye, hitting the wall on one side.
“Who?”
Marku instinctively reached for the gun on the table.
But the hand he stretched out to grab the gun was caught by another in an instant; then, he felt himself being violently lifted by a trendous force.
Imdiately after, a knee collided with his abdon, sending him flying out the door of the restaurant.
“Which bastard did this?”
The intense pain in his abdon made it hard for Marku to muster any strength.
After a few seconds, he managed to prop himself up on his elbows, trying to sit up.
Then he felt sothing cold pressing against his forehead.
“Hmm,” He Ao’s index finger rested on the trigger, calmly looking at Marku, whose forehead he pressed with the gun, “What kind of explanation do you want?”
One of the underlings finally reacted, and he instinctively tried to raise his gun.
He Ao raised his other hand, revealing another sleek black handgun.
Bang——
The bullet’s heatwave rushed past the subordinate’s cheek as he raised his gun, freezing mid-action, cold sweat soaking his back.
“Tell your n to put down their guns?”
He Ao looked at Marku with a smile.
“Put them down, everyone put down your guns.”
Fine beads of sweat seeped down Marku’s forehead as he stared at the man before him in terror.
The last ti they t, this had been a decadent, indulgent man who, even when fierce, had no deterrent power.
But now, although the man was all smiles, he felt like he was being watched by a crazed exotic beast, horrifying and desperate.
“Thank you for cooperating.”
With a smile, He Ao pulled the trigger.
Bang——
Following that crisp sound, the entire restaurant fell silent; the handgun did not fire any bullet, as it was already empty.
“Scram.”
He Ao lifted the muzzle of the gun.
At that mont, Marku snapped out of his stupor, scrambling and rolling out of the restaurant, not even minding his subordinates.
Seeing their boss flee, the subordinates also hurriedly followed suit.
“Are you two alright?”
After ensuring those people were far away, He Ao put away his gun and turned back to the two stunned individuals.
“Roy,” Byrne struck a coquettish pose, “don’t be too rigid about gender.”
He Ao planted a kick on his rear, “Scram.”
Then he turned to Naomi, “How long have these people been here?
Did they cause any damage?”
“They just arrived not long ago.
I called you as soon as they appeared on the street.
It’s just that the custors were driven away, nothing else.”
Naomi ca to her senses, staring blankly at He Ao before her gaze drifted down from his chest.
“Mhm,” He Ao looked around.
There should have been another server on duty with Naomi, but that server seed to have run away.
After all, it’s a minority who can stand by one’s side in tis of danger, “Thank you.”
“Don’t ntion it,” Naomi reluctantly shifted her gaze away from He Ao and began to clean up the tables, “Today’s business doesn’t seem so good; just make up the difference in my wage.”
“Sure.”
He Ao chuckled.
Roy was actually a decent boss.
The minimum wage set by Aston District was eleven dollars and seventy-five cents per hour, but waiters with tips were not included in this.
Most of the servers’ actual fixed base pay was only around three or four dollars, with the rest depending on the custors’ tips.
However, the law in Dawn City stipulated that if an employee’s tips plus base salary did not et the minimum wage, the employer needed to make up the difference.
Most employers would not inform their staff about this, but Roy was one of the few who would actually make up the difference for his employees.
Besides, Naomi, for helping Roy take back the shop, received even higher wages.
He Ao returned to the restaurant office and logged into Roy’s financial account.
In the section for the next month’s scheduled wages, he added an extra month’s salary for Byrne and Naomi.
Actually, this operation could also be done on the smart band, but He Ao had left the original smart band at ho and was wearing the basic model that Roy’s father had left.
This basic smart band had limited functions and couldn’t install other apps, but its advantage was security.
He Ao had set up call forwarding on the original smart band; any calls to that band would be directed to the one he was currently wearing.
Just as he finished adjusting the settings, a new ssage appeared on his smart band,
[Uncle, it seems like soone is tracking .]
Behind the ssage was a location.
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