Chapter 320: 169. Chen Che's Bloody Revenge_2
Under Chen Che's orders and arrangements, the Wildfire Gang marched out in full force.
There are currently a total of 106 districts in the Ninth Special Zone.
Previously, nearly 60% of these districts were in Chen Che's hands, while the remaining 40% were untouched by him or other gangs.
After all, these belong to some big shots within the council, in the political district.
They protect the gangs in those districts.
Chen Che also knew that being too conspicuous could be dangerous, especially after An Nishang's unexpected incident, which prevented her from taking the director's position. He didn't dare be so greedy and reckless for the moment.
But who would've thought, when he held back, the other side wanted him dead.
If that's the case, then to hell with it.
The attack couldn't have happened without the tacit approval of those big shots.
Chen Che was sure that everyone in the council was involved or complicit.
Even that seemingly harmless President of the Council Vazmir, who looks like a kindly old man, was involved.
If the council wants to play it this way, then he'll play big with them.
He wants to show the council the new way the young ones play!
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C20 District.
Black Jack, holding a woman in revealing clothes, was drinking beer in large gulps at the tavern, while grinning cruelly and burying his face into the soft bosom of the woman.
Savoring with exhilaration.
The white woman, with a voluptuous body, giggled at Black Jack's teasing.
Desire flickered in her eyes, mixed with various emotions. The man draped over her was the boss of C20 District, rumored to have a bigwig from the Political Bureau backing him.
If she could please this Black Jack boss in bed, and capture his heart.
She would have a big protector.
The white woman constantly flirted with Black Jack charmingly. Black Jack took another swig of beer, his eyes filled with desire: "Damn, you little vixen, I want to do you right here, right now."
The white woman glanced around at the crowd with eyes like hungry wolves, chuckling: "You're so bad, there are so many people around... but, if you want to, darling, it's not impossible~"
Hearing her coquettish voice, Black Jack slapped the white woman's butt and laughed loudly: "I just love little vixens like you!"
The woman pressed even closer to Black Jack's chest, took a sip of his beer, and curiously asked: "But darling, don't you usually go out with seven or eight subordinates? Why only two today? And the second-in-command isn't here either..."
Drunk, Black Jack sneered and said: "Them? They're out killing."
Upon hearing this, the white woman was not scared but rather more excited and curiously asked: "Oh? Killing? Who provoked you, to deploy so many brothers to take him out?"
Seeing the curiosity in the woman's eyes, Black Jack grinned and whispered to her: "Hey, it's a big shot... Tsk tsk tsk, you probably don't know, not only my gang, but many surrounding district gangs have all sent out a group of people, hundreds, small and large, all going after that guy."
The white woman's heart trembled hearing this and said: "A thousand people to kill one person? My god, who is this? To make so many bosses interested."
Black Jack chuckled: "You little minx probably have heard the rumors before, right? There's a guy who took his crew and rolled over several smaller gangs without backing, and now controls most of the business in the Upper City!
Only our kind, with backing, he didn't dare touch..."
Having hung around such places and between men for a long time, the white woman naturally heard about this.
Her work itself was inseparable from the gangs, and she understood some shifts in gang power dynamics.
When talking about that legendary figure, the white woman and her girlfriends would often chat and were all full of admiration.
It's been a long time since such a person appeared in the Ninth Special Zone, capable of almost unifying the entire Upper City's underground, becoming a true godfather.
The last such figure was the Lower City's underground godfather.
Due to its unique historical background, as long as one is ruthless enough and has the strength, they can carve out a territory in the Lower City.
As long as one has enough capability, they can become a gang godfather.
But, the Upper City is completely different.
The relations in the Upper City are complex, and behind an ordinary gang may sit bigwigs from the Political Bureau or the Finance Bureau.
Some might even have a senator backing them.
With such circumstances, no single power has unified all gangs in the Upper City until now.
Even if you are personally capable, if during your tenure you offend a big shot, it can leave you with no place to be buried.
So, Chen Che's presence in the Upper City is absolutely a legend, wiping out most of the gangs untouched by other gangs and involved in benefit exchanges with other big shots.
Even having the ability to distinguish these gangs in the entire Upper City is exceptional.
This truly is a legend.
When chatting with her girlfriends, the white woman couldn't help but speak about this legendary figure, and it's a common urban tale that this legendary figure is in his twenties, and quite handsome.
Young, capable, and making money hand over fist... he is simply the dream lover of women like her.
The white woman and her girlfriends would jokingly chat, unable to resist imagining that if one day they could climb into this man's bed and capture his heart, they'd never worry about food and drink again in their lives.
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