usatvline Chapter 465 Ambush
Chapter 465 Ambush
Let's stop here.
After walking down a street, Fan Wei stopped; he had seen enough of the sights along the way.
Looking up at the gray sky, snowflakes falling on his face, Misr Van sighed and said, "I failed. The competition in the inner street is canceled."
Dust was puzzled, even though she also thought the event was doomed to fail.
But apart from exchanging a few words about the event with the thugs when he came in, Misr didn't mention the event at all during the rest of the time.
It seems unreasonable to cancel without any investigation or attempt.
Meghan chuckled to herself, “Giving up halfway is not a trait of a strong person. If it were me, I would definitely gather some people and finish this task.”
“Because the nature of things is different now,” Fan Wei replied, turning his head.
"My initial intention was to help the people in the inner streets, to bring them some hope, vitality, and material assistance, but after actually going there, I found..."
“Doing this would harm them.”
“They have no savings, no time to waste in unstable places, otherwise they will go hungry, and no extra energy to compete or join in the fun. Survival has drained them dry.”
"In the end, even if they receive the reward, does it truly belong to them?"
“Until the root of the problem is addressed, our efforts will not only be in vain, but may also backfire.” Fan Wei sighed again, his expression calm. “Therefore, the event on the inner street has been cancelled.”
"I cannot sacrifice others for my own benefit."
"Benefits? What benefits? Isn't it about you spending money to buy happiness?" Mei Jieka Luo didn't understand what Fan Wei meant at the end, after all, she didn't know about the system activity.
Fan Wei felt neither joy nor sorrow; he could still help these people, and he would definitely fulfill his promise to cook for all the people of the capital!
He didn't know whether the system would count people who didn't participate in the activity as diners, but what did it matter?
"What do we do next?" Dust asked.
"Heh, let's go check out the gangs." Fan Wei was now interested in the gangs he hadn't visited before; his memorable words hadn't been spoken for nothing.
Meanwhile, the thugs who were guarding the street corner had returned to their stronghold.
Guards are supposed to be responsible for relaying intelligence, and the arrival of two 'dragons' in their territory is information that cannot be concealed under any circumstances!
"Two powerful experts have arrived?"
The local leader, nicknamed "Giant Man," had a body that looked like it was made of large blue stones, giving people a sense of heaviness even when he was sitting down. The way he frowned was like the wrinkles of sheet metal.
"What did you just say was that man's name?" The name the younger brother mentioned always sounded familiar to the giant.
“Misser Van, that’s what the dusty bishop of the church next door said.”
"Mi... Huh?!" The giant suddenly stood up, clenching his fists, veins bulging on his face. "It's him! It was actually him?!"
He took a deep breath, and under the astonished gaze of his underling, dismissed him. Then he summoned his trusted confidant and gave the order, "Go, tell them that Misr Van is here!"
When the snow stopped, Fan Wei arrived at the gang's hideout.
This world is always full of contrasts. The inner streets are dilapidated and desolate on the outside, but the gang strongholds look respectable. Bars, casinos, and brothels are three abysses of human nature combined into one.
In addition to a place for lending money, it became the headquarters of the gang.
The first three are not large in scale, after all, the consumption power of the inner streets is limited, while the capital city never restricts the release of desires and has no seller's advantage.
But lending is different. As we all know, money always flows to the rich, and debt always flows to the indebted.
Compared to regular banks and commercial banks, the types of loans here are far more diverse, including personal loans, loans for deceased individuals, loans secured by gambling debts, loans for family members, and even loans for wedding ceremonies—the list goes on and on...
There's no fear of not being able to recover them, so naturally, they're very willing to release them.
Among them, the ritual loan piqued Fan Wei's curiosity. He saw that the content required borrowers to pray to certain suspicious symbols and names, and if they received a response, the loan would be disbursed.
They dare to do business with evil gods and demons...
Yet, even with loans that risked their very souls, the queue still stretched to the street corner, and everyone rubbing their hands and stamping their feet in anticipation wore the same bitter and indifferent expression.
"Who are you? You can't come in here."
Gang members stopped Fan Wei and his two companions as they walked forward, and said very politely that everyone here had the ability to read people and knew that the newcomers were not someone they could handle.
However, they couldn't just let people in directly, otherwise the boss would skin them alive too!
Boom! Facing the gangsters blocking his way, Fan Wei didn't utter a word, but directly unleashed his aura!
The powerful energy within his body reacted with the magical elements in the air, directly altering the environment and causing all those with insufficient physical attributes to fall into a severe negative state!
The gang thugs immediately stumbled and fell.
Dizziness, nausea, and muscle stiffness made those near Fan Wei feel as if a large truck was speeding towards him at 180 kilometers per hour, running right up to him!
Terrified, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground, scrambling and crawling to the side.
The three of them then proceeded without any obstacles.
"Our boss... is right here." The thug he grabbed to ask for directions ran away with a bitter expression, as if he had been granted a pardon.
Fan Wei was about to knock on the door when it opened by itself. The gang leader, "Giant Man," bowed respectfully, offering a very low salute.
"Welcome, Lord Misser! I am deeply sorry for not greeting you properly!"
Fan Wei was taken aback, his words caught in his throat, and his gaze darkened. "You know about etiquette?"
Oh no... The giant hadn't expected the other party to be so sensitive. He had indeed acted in a way that was out of place in the inner street, something that no one would have paid attention to before, but now it seemed to have caught their attention.
His mind raced, and he came up with an excuse that seemed perfectly reasonable.
"Hehe, I greatly admire the elegance of noblemen, so I imitate it in private. It's improper, improper."
Fan Wei stared intently, putting immense pressure on the giant, before cutting straight to the point: "Do you have someone backing you? Who is it?"
The giant bent over and looked up. "Lord Misser, what do you mean?"
Fan Wei looked at this dishonest guy and didn't want to beat around the bush anymore. "I heard that the inner street is a place where might makes right. If you have someone backing you, make him step forward."
"If you have no objections, I'll take over your territory. From now on, I'll be your boss."
If the first thing they do is try to seize territory, in other places, they would have already turned pale with anger and been furious.
But this was the capital city, and the giant remained extremely respectful. "I have no strongmen that I would even look at. If Lord Misel is willing, I will naturally follow you from now on!"
"I'd give my life and everything I own to you!!"
In the blink of an eye, the territory changed hands.
Fan Wei didn't say anything more. His goal was simple: to gain control of all the inner street organizations in the Second District!
The idea to start a gang came from Meggie Caro.
Fan Wei initially thought the executioner lady's idea was a bit too extreme, but after what he saw and heard later, he felt that it might not be without reason.
There are no useless methodologies in the world, only people who use them wrong.
Killing people in one street to establish authority is wrong; it's better to use targeted methods.
The people in the inner streets are in a terrible state. If I defeat all the forces in the inner streets, I can just become the boss!
Fan Wei realized that it was precisely this kind of brutal approach that worked in the capital! In other places, even in places like inner streets, there might be various chains of interest and collusion.
Calling them might provoke a whole chain of people.
But the powerful in the capital are much more honest and simple. They truly despise the weak, and their cruel exploitation leaves ordinary people with absolutely no resources.
In other places, the inner street is called a place of inequality between the rich and the poor; here, it's a garbage dump.
It is utterly worthless and harbors some trouble related to evil forces. No powerful person would be interested in it, and only the Temple of War would occasionally send a team of priests to patrol it.
So if a strong person wants to, taking over the inner street is easy, but that would only make them a laughing stock.
Fan Wei is not afraid of being laughed at, nor does he want to become a local tyrant. This is a strategy that naturally came about when he was thinking about how to change this land of suffering.
Become the king of the underworld! Bring all the inner streets under his law and rule!
After the gang known as the 'Rock Gang' surrendered, all the underlings paid their respects. Fan Wei then made his proclamation and left to continue to the next location.
The giant watched his retreating figure, his head bowed respectfully, but a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.
Walking along the dilapidated alley, the crowded house windows flashed past numb faces, seemingly still a common sight in the inner streets.
But Fan Wei suddenly stopped, his expression changed, and he pulled the dust into his arms.
Meghan was alert at the same time, protecting herself.
Boom! A massive red explosion engulfed the entire street! Flesh and blood, along with rubble and wood chips, rained down with a sickening thud, still writhing as if alive.
Offering life and flesh as sacrifices, a familiar curse, a blood demon! Fleshwalker!
Blood Explosion!