Chapter 1158: Chapter 155: The Flawed Empire, Who Does This Era Belong To? _4
“Fak, shut your damn mouths!” Gru said, at a loss whether to cry or laugh.
He could understand why Cheng Daqi wanted to kill him, but he was still nervous.
Yet, when these Shabi subordinates yelled, he suddenly felt at ease.
Not everyone will forget !
A few minutes later, a gunshot echoed in the parking lot of the Grue Mansion. With Gru’s help, the auto repair shop owner made his choice.
In Gru’s ho, Jax and Gru were analyzing how to respond next.
“He’s wanted to kill for ages, and it’s no surprise, many people want dead. We’ve taken too much money and benefits, created too many sins.”
Black Police Bro understood himself clearly, he wouldn’t pretend to be a saint.
I’m just evil!
At the sa ti, he believed those incompetent politicians were worse than him.
The harm and sins he could cause were limited, but certain incompetent or pretending-to-be-incompetent politicians could cause infinite sins!
After all, in terms of the order of going to hell, there’s no way I could be first, so what am I afraid of?
“In the matter of taking over the United States Correction Company, Niusen is his ally, and the Governor and he have long secretly allied.
Wolf married the Great Commander’s daughter, though Wolf would compete with him for power, they are also allies.
Nanxi seems pretty fierce, but it’s not possible for her to oppose him to the end, their conflict of interests hasn’t reached that level yet—our previous patience was also based on this logic.
Considering our business is on the West Coast, in California, we can only choose between Niusen, Nanxi, and Gasetti.
With Niusen and Nanxi excluded… Boss, if we side with Gasetti, can we resolve the Lake issue?”
Jax’s idea was simple.
Counterattack is impossible; killing Mr. Cheng would bring trouble from Wolf and Mi’er, both are not to be ssed with.
Now there are signs of internal power struggles between Wolf and Mr. Cheng, but once Mr. Cheng dies at their hands, Wolf will imdiately start settling accounts with them in order to gain Mi’er’s support.
So, they can only adapt with their own ans.
“No, that’s admitting defeat!”
Gru said resolutely.
“So what do we do? Boss, we can’t just leave these political forces’ support, you understand.”
Jax said with a bitter smile.
They climbed and climbed, climbed very high, only to find their climbing was in the wrong direction.
In this version of Arica, gangs can’t rise to the top; those who boarded the train early have already locked the door!
Besides, Underground Forces are naturally attached to the administrative system, which is influenced by political power.
“Yeah, can’t leave, so we need to find a strong ally, Chan dares to kill even , he’s formidable, always has been.
And most importantly, he’s young, Nanxi is almost dead, Chan and his allies are still young.
Also… Gasetti is just a son-in-law, how much future can he have?”
Gru’s mindset was stable.
Very stable.
Even though Mr. Cheng was planning a ti to blow him to the sky, he was still thinking of working under Mr. Cheng, if his mindset was unstable, he couldn’t do it.
“Huh? You still plan to follow him?” Jax was sowhat unable to understand.
No way, dude.
He put a bomb under your car!
“What do you know, he only looks at benefits, before, didn’t he also hate ?
He hated but still cooperated, wooed , placed as the general manager of West State Logistics!
In short, as long as our strength is strong enough, he has to respect us!”
Even though Jax was furious about Mr. Cheng’s assassination attempt, he had to admit, Gru’s analysis was accurate.
This elder brother of his, after leaving the administrative system, progressed very quickly, learned a lot from the position of West State’s general manager, learned a lot from following the think tanks of Joel Research Institute.
“So how do we… handle this?”
An employer using a bomb on a subordinate, in this magical server called Arica, it actually makes sense, but Jax really couldn’t find suitable words to describe it.
After all, Mr. Cheng’s move was too ruthless and unexpected.
“Hahaha, I’ve already thought of a brilliant idea!”
Gru laughed till tears almost ca out.
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In New York, at 6 East 71st Street, in the billion-dollar mansion of the Dai’an couple, Schur was having a conversation with these forr Democratic Party leaders.
The relationship between Schur and Dai’an was similar to that of Mr. Cheng and Wolf.
They were allies on many matters, but rivals on others.
Both enemies and friends, but the ally part was slightly more dominant.
“Nanxi might be crazy.”
Taking the cigar handed over by the Zipper King, Schur quipped.
“You’re just realizing that today?” Dai’an retorted sarcastically.
The aning was clear—Nanxi’s madness had long been apparent, only recently the symptoms had worsened.
The Zipper King chuckled on the side, not saying a word.
Dai’an and the Zipper King had long been separated, living in the sa mansion but never seeing each other.
Each played their own ga, resolving minor issues themselves, while Dai’an made decisions on major matters.
However, the Zipper King usually only had minor issues, major issues were often stirred up by Dai’an.
This couple was the pinnacle of political couples on the East Coast, an unprecedented, and unlikely to be surpassed type of pinnacle.
One had been Arica’s Great Commander, won the Cold War—K’s laugh in Arica was about equivalent to Joe’s laugh in Hua Country.
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