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Jason stared at Dennis' big butt and said nonchalantly, "A little money can save a lot of unnecessary quarrels, so why not do it?"

Franklin curled his lips and disagreed.

Three thousand dollars—how much work would he have to do to earn it back?

While Franklin was cleaning the room, Jason went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Lying on the hard wooden bed in the bedroom, Jason felt relaxed for the first time in a long time and fell asleep quickly with the help of alcohol.

The next morning, Jason woke up and habitually opened the system screen.

[Ding! The evil accomplice 'Franklin Clinton' has been recruited successfully.]

[Party member: Franklin Clinton]

[Abilities: Theft Mastery (Level 4), Driving Mastery (Level 6)]

[Mall: click here]

[Note 1: You can enjoy a 50% discount when purchasing abilities for your party members in the mall, regardless of personal attributes.]

[Note 2: The evil accomplices recruited through the system have absolute loyalty.]

What?

The mall is 50% off and personal attributes are ignored.

Jason was a little confused. Who the hell was the protagonist?

However, the system's second comment made him very satisfied.

After the Paul incident, Jason began to become suspicious and even stopped trusting anyone.

In his opinion, loyalty simply doesn't have a high enough price.

Franklin is loyal to him now, but there is no guarantee that he will not have second thoughts in the future.

The system's comments completely dispelled Jason's doubts.

If his subordinates cannot guarantee absolute loyalty, Jason will not buy any skills for them, even if the mall offers a 10% discount or even does it for free.

The greater the ability, the harder it is to control.

When Jason opened the door, the aroma of meat wafted into his nose.

He followed the smell into the kitchen, where Franklin was wearing an apron and making breakfast.

The meaty aroma was from frying bacon.

"Boss, wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon."

Jason nodded, pulled out a chair, and sat down, "Where's your aunt?"

Franklin said disdainfully, "She went shopping with her shitty friends. I guess those thousands of dollars will be gone in a few days."

Franklin mentioning money reminded Jason of the $1 million needed for [Gun Mastery 6].

Jason held his head in his hands and thought—he had to find a way to make money.

"Franklin, what do you do to earn money?"

"Uh... vehicle recovery work."

"What?"

He explained, "Many people take out loans to buy cars from car dealerships but can't repay the loans. My job is to drive these defaulted vehicles back."

"It doesn't sound like it's going to make much money. Is there more?"

"I've done almost all kinds of jobs related to cars, like stealing cars, driving illegal taxis, driving garbage trucks, and driving tow trucks."

His driving mastery level 6 is no joke.

"Stealing cars..."

Jason suddenly remembered that Kingpin also had a gang under him that specialized in playing with cars—the Biker Gang.

They wore punk functional style coats, rode exaggerated motorcycles, used the mobility of motorcycles to transport drugs, and worked part-time as car thieves.

Franklin brought breakfast to the table, but Jason stood up and said, "Eat first. I need to make a phone call."

Back in the bedroom, Jason dialed Wesley's number.

"Hey!"

Wesley rarely roared, "Hey, what!"

"Thanks to you, the underground gangs in New York are out of control now."

Jason scratched his ears, "What's wrong?"

Wesley said, "You wiped out the Russian Mafia. Now all the gangs are in danger. They're afraid you'll come to cause trouble, and they're also afraid you'll be caught by the police and implicate them."

Jason sneered, "They are right to worry."

Wesley said, "Really? Then let me tell you, all the gangs in New York have united and are offering a total reward of 15 million dollars for your head. Many international assassins are beginning to take an interest in you."

Jason: "…"

Wesley's tone softened a little, "Jason, stop struggling and give up. You can't survive if you're wanted by both the black and white worlds."

Jason lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. A fighting spirit gradually ignited in his eyes.

"Then let them come!"

Jason didn't sound like he was joking, and Wesley tensed.

"What do you want to do? I'm warning you first, I won't reveal any information about Kingpin to you. You can do whatever you want with the video and recording!"

"Oh, I really envy Kingpin for having such a loyal subordinate like you. But don't worry, I don't want to take action against Kingpin for the time being. What I need is information about the biker gang."

"Biker gang?"

Wesley was confused and asked doubtfully, "It seems like you have no grudge against the biker gang."

"No, but I need money now. I heard that the biker gang got a large number of high-end motorcycles some time ago and wanted to smuggle them to South American countries to sell."

"Yes, are you interested in these motorcycles?"

"Humph, I'm only interested in money."

"Even if I knew the news, what makes you think I would tell you?"

"Kingpin's ideal is to purify Hell's Kitchen and New York, and the biker gang is the target he wants to purify. You and the biker gang will have a battle sooner or later, and you are helping Kingpin by revealing the information to me."

"No! This is a special period. The gangs in New York must unite to deal with you!"

"Don't say that bullshit! I'll trade the information about the biker gang for your dirty laundry. This is my bottom line. Otherwise, you'll spend the rest of your life in jail!"

After saying that, Jason hung up the phone.

Wesley is a smart man, and he will make the right choice.

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After returning and finishing breakfast, Jason indeed received a text message from Wesley.

The content was an address and a sentence.

"Jason! I've sent you the address. I hope you'll keep your word! This is the last time I'll help you. The next time we meet will be the day you die!"

Jason sneered disdainfully.

Yes, the next time we meet will be the day you die!

The address Wesley sent was unfamiliar, so Jason handed the phone to Franklin and asked him if he knew it.

"The address is in the north of the Bronx, in an abandoned factory area."

Abandoned factory?

It's a good place to hide stolen goods.

"Boss, what is this address?"

"The base of the New York Biker Gang. It is said that there are a large number of stolen high-end motorcycles inside. We have a job to do."

Having work to do means having money.

Franklin got excited.

He was fed up with Dennis and this life of living under someone else's roof.

He wants to make money and move out to live in a bigger house.

"Boss, what do you need me to prepare?"

Jason said, "Well… the gun is in my safe house, and I need a car. I can't use your car because the police will find it."

"Well, stealing a car is a piece of cake for me."

"Also, I have to be careful about disguising my identity. My bounty on the black market has increased again. If I reveal my true identity, I will be targeted by countless gangsters and assassins."

"How much has it increased?"

Franklin was concerned about the bounty.

"All the gangs in New York have united to offer a reward of $15 million for my capture."

"What!"

Franklin was frightened by this astronomical figure, "Boss, do you have so many enemies in the underground world?"

Jason explained, "I am an old gangster. I have witnessed and participated in the development of gangs in New York over the past decade. I know the top leaders of all the gangs in New York, big and small, and I know all the bad things they have done."

"If I get caught by the police and tell them what I know, it will be like a magnitude 10 earthquake for the underground forces in New York. All the hundreds of thousands of gangsters in New York will be finished. So in order to survive, they have to kill me before the police."

Franklin's expression was extremely solemn.

With the lives and deaths of hundreds of thousands of people involved, it's no wonder those gangsters are going crazy.

"Okay, Boss. I'll pay attention."

"Let's split up. You go find a car, and I'll drive your car to get the gun. The meeting point is in the parking lot 3 kilometers away."

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Jason drove to a safe house in Queens to get his gun, then headed to the agreed parking lot to wait.

As it got dark, a Honda S2000 convertible sports car drove into the parking lot and Franklin got out of the car.

Jason got out of the car and asked, "No accident, right?"

Franklin shook his head.

"Then prepare for action!"

Jason pulled the gun out of the car and asked, "Can you shoot?"

Franklin said embarrassedly, "I can shoot, but I can't hit accurately."

Good marksmanship is developed with bullets, and a poor man like him doesn't have much money to spend on shooting practice.

Jason didn't care. The purpose of their trip was to steal cars, not to kill people.

If all goes well, there should be no need to fire a gun.

Even if a gun needs to be used, he is enough, and Franklin just needs to drive the car.