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"Here." Zhang Ming pointed outside, "They are here."

Cannon turned his head and saw eight or nine city security team vehicles stopped. Dozens of uniformed police officers got out of the vehicles and surrounded the building where they were eating. Some of them climbed onto the vehicles and tried to

He then lifted the gang bosses down who had been beaten to a bruised and swollen face.

The boss was kidnapped. According to the rules of the underground world, the younger brothers must rescue the boss on their own so that they can continue to hang out in the city. Otherwise, it is impossible for a gang that cannot even protect its leader to gain a foothold in a city.

But this rule obviously no longer applies in today's situation. After last night's chaos, no one dared to seek revenge. There were even many gangs, and the most capable ones are still lying in the hospital emergency room.

In the end, they lowered their heads and chose to seek help from the authorities.

"Don't touch me."

"Don't touch me."

"I won't go down, don't let me go down."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the police officers climbed into the car and tried to carry these vicious guys out one by one, what they responded to was the screams of terror like a woman being violated.

Before Zhang Ming had dinner, he gave the gang bosses a death order.

Whoever dares to get off the bus will have his legs broken.

Including the middle one.

The nightmarish experience had already frightened them out of their wits. They huddled in the car one by one, hugging their former enemies and relying on each other's body heat to keep warm.

"Giorno Giovanna, you are under arrest, come back with us!" Three police officers walked in, all holding weapons in their hands. It could be seen that the official weapons were slightly better, at least laser guns.

Zhang Ming was merciless when dealing with gang members. He broke the legs of countless people last night, but he did not intend to do this to the Sheriff.

Not all official personnel are necessarily good people, but among those who choose to work in public security, there must be idealists who have dreams and want to change the city. They do not want to hurt innocent people.

Zhang Ming stood up, reached into his pocket - an action that almost made the three police officers shoot him - and took out a few banknotes and placed them on the table.

"Take me to your commander," he said.

A police officer took out the electromagnetic handcuffs and motioned to Zhang Ming to extend his hand. He shook his head.

"This thing is of no use to me." Zhang Ming said.

The sheriffs refused to compromise, raised their guns, and issued threats.

Zhang Ming stretched his hand over, and after the handcuffs were put on, the police officers were just relieved when they heard a bang sound, the handcuffs were torn off, and the pieces fell to the ground with a clang.

The three police officers immediately raised their guns and were about to shoot. Zhang Ming stepped into the circle surrounded by the three men and snatched away the three guns with a few simple grappling movements.

He threw the guns on the ground, spread his hands and said, "Okay, you have tried and worked hard. Now can you save time and take me to see your superiors?"

The three of them looked at each other.

"……good."

Two security vehicles opened the road. In the middle were Zhang Ming and Cannon driving a truck. Inside the dump truck were a group of gangsters. Behind them were the remaining seven security vehicles. After that, there were dozens of vehicles, and inside the trucks were various gangsters.

The younger members of the gang. They are waiting to take the boss back.

Such a group of people came to the Alyo Sheriff's Office in a mighty manner.

"Don't you have to prevent them from escaping?" Cannon asked in a low voice. After they entered the Sheriff's Department, if someone really wanted to rescue those gang bosses, no one could stop them.

Zhang Ming said softly: "Don't worry. At this point, it makes no difference whether they are dead or alive, whether they escape or stay."

Facts have proved that he was right. In the eyes of those in power, the so-called gang bosses are just a group of mad dogs who like to shake their fists but have no idea who is the enemy and who is the friend.

Anyway, the most indispensable thing in this city is crime. Even if Zhang Ming can eliminate all gangs overnight, new gangs will appear within a week at most, and the new boss will be more cunning and cruel than before.

Politicians are more interested in Zhang Ming.

It took them less than an hour to investigate the background of the man who called himself "Giorno Giovanna":

A poor boy from a small village, caught up with the craze for migrant work five years ago and left Namek to work on an alien planet. He had never had contact with his family in the past five years until he suddenly came back yesterday.

"what do you want?"

The person talking to Zhang Ming was the deputy mayor of Aryo. He had a big belly and raised his chin slightly. Although he was smiling, the arrogance of a superior person was clearly visible.

After joining Thanos and becoming a member of the puppet government, the lives of these middle-level officials are actually much easier and more comfortable than before, and their rights have become greater.

Zhang Ming didn't care about his attitude and raised two fingers: "Two requests."

"First, I want to manage all the gangs in this city."

The deputy mayor nodded. As long as the gang members were still conducting various illegal transactions in the city, he would get a sufficient share. As for who managed it, he was not interested.

"Second, I need a place to compete."

"Quota?" The deputy mayor didn't understand what this meant.

Zhang Ming leaned back on the chair, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly. There was a smile in his eyes and some pity. Under this kind of gaze, the deputy mayor felt very uncomfortable.

He touched the ring on his thumb, leaned forward slightly, and decided to teach Zhang Ming a lesson, so that the country boy in front of him could understand who was the boss in this room.

"Giorno, I like aggressive young men, but -"

"As for the quota, ask your superior." Zhang Ming interrupted him rudely, still saying in a gentle manner: "If you don't know about this, it means you are not qualified to talk to me."

"You!" The deputy mayor stood up, and before he could curse out his anger, suddenly, his mind went blank, and Zhang Ming's lips kept enlarging in his field of vision. He could see the mouth clearly before saying:

"Go quickly."

"Yes...go quickly...ask my superior about the quota..."

He walked out of the office and dialed his superior's communication. When the superior's majestic voice came through the phone, the deputy mayor trembled all over and regained consciousness.

What happened just now? His consciousness was controlled by someone?

"Hello?" The superior was still asking, his tone becoming more and more unpleasant.

The deputy mayor swallowed: "Um... do you know the 'quota'?"

The person on the other side of the phone was silent for a few seconds: "Who did you hear this from?"

"A guy named Giorno wants a place in the competition." The deputy mayor briefly told his superiors what happened, including that he seemed to have lost control of his body just now.

"Tell him that I will give him this spot."

Namek, Aryo, in the Prime Minister's Office, Mr. Prime Minister put down the communicator. He sat down and picked up a piece of information. This was a new order from Ebony Maw:

"Find an uninhabited island as a battlefield and let a total of 7,300 warriors from 73 planets fight on the island until the last two people are left."

"Those two people are the new generation..."

"Five Obsidian Generals."