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Chapter 489 Good Deeds (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The Mexican mafia operates entirely around the committee.

All the thousands of small Latino gangs affiliated with the Mexican Mafia have to pay taxes and share profits with the Mexican Mafia Commission.

At the same time, we must also follow the instructions of the committee.

It can be said that the committee is the core of the Mexican Mafia.

Bernie, who was in the Timur State Penitentiary in California, was only able to convene a committee meeting and pass a resolution to issue an arrest warrant for Wayne because of his status as a senior commissioner.

It can be said that each member plays a pivotal role in the entire Mexican Mafia.

Similar to a regional lord.

This also completely decentralizes the Mexican Mafia, making it like an unbreakable venom.

For this reason, most of the committee members have already been imprisoned in serious prisons and are under strict guard.

Only a small number of commissioners are allowed to move freely outside of prison, and each of them wields enormous power.

After all, there are far more resources outside of prison than inside.

The man in front of you, Arturo Diaz, is one of the committee members outside the prison.

During the police raid, one of his underground enhancer factories was shut down. He managed to escape with the help of several of his men, but was still injured.

I absolutely dare not go to the hospital, and the Mexican Mafia's illegal clinics have all been shut down by the police these days.

After much deliberation, and persuaded by his subordinates, he decided to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless, and went to the poor street, hoping to find the saint to bless him.

Wayne had always been repaying evil with good in these poor neighborhoods, blessing and healing Mexican Mafia gangsters, with a grand scheme in mind.

Besides establishing Saints' reputation within the Mexican Mafia, alleviating their pursuit and assassination attempts, and winning over their large grassroots members, another objective was to attract members of the Mafia Council.

You don't need many of these; one is enough.

That was enough for him to infiltrate the entire Mexican Mafia committee.

Wayne glanced at Arturo indifferently and said, "Here, there are no committee members or ordinary people, only those who need blessings. There are no privileges; everyone has to wait in line."

Arturo Diaz — A member of the Los Angeles Mexican Mafia Commission, one of the few members outside of prison, he controls dozens of small gangs and manages the distribution of enhancement drugs, street prostitution, and underground casino operations in parts of East Los Angeles, including Beverly Hills. He is also skilled in kidnapping and extortion.

Upon hearing the word "committee member," Arturo's eyes widened, and an expression of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

How did the other party know his identity?

It's important to know that the identities of all Mexican Mafia members are kept extremely secret, as they are the primary targets of police crackdowns and arrests.

He suddenly remembered the rumors he had heard from his men about this Wayne.

It is said that the other party not only possesses the miraculous power to bestow blessings on behalf of God, but also the power of omniscience.

Many people were meeting Wayne for the first time, yet he was able to accurately state their personal information.

Could that absurd rumor actually be true?

Unlike Arturo's surprise, the two men supporting him frowned, looking quite displeased.

One of them even said to Wayne, "Hey kid, do you know—"

Arturo, who was standing nearby, quickly raised his hand to stop him, saying, "Come on, let's go to the back of the line."

With the help of the two men, he returned to the end of the line, enduring the pain and waiting quietly.

Seeing this, many Mexican Mafia members present were shocked.

Many of them were unaware of Arturo's identity as a Mafia commissioner, but they knew that he was definitely one of the most influential figures in the Los Angeles underworld.

Moreover, he is known for his bad temper.

This fierce underworld expert actually obediently went to queue up, which clearly demonstrates Mr. Wayne's strength.

Here, no one can act recklessly.

The previously noisy queue quickly quieted down.

The wounded gang members entered Wayne's tent one by one. Amidst gratitude and shock, they felt the power of the Basic Witch Doctor and were quickly healed. They then left the tent, tears of gratitude streaming down their faces.

While the injured were receiving blessed treatment, the Saints' Gang brought over several truckloads of supplies.

There was food, clothing, toiletries, a simple sleeping bag, a blanket, and so on.

Amid the astonished gazes of the Mexican mafia members, David and Mike led the group in distributing supplies, ensuring each person received them precisely.

At the back of the line, Arturo kept observing.

When he saw the wounded men who came out of the tents all full of energy, he was deeply shocked.

Especially the way those people were so grateful, it was completely genuine.

What shocked him even more was that the followers of Saint Wayne actually brought in some urgently needed supplies free of charge and distributed them to the Mexican Mafia gang members.

Food, water, blankets, sleeping bags, and a basic medical kit—these are the things that Mexican mafia refugees desperately need.

For a moment, Arturo even suspected that there might be some kind of conspiracy involved, and that the food and water might have been poisoned.

This is simply unbelievable.

Keep in mind that the Mexican Mafia Commission had just issued an arrest warrant for Wayne not long ago. Not only did they bless and heal him, but they also provided him with free supplies.

Could the other party really be some kind of saint?

Impossible, absolutely impossible—

Having fought his way up the bloody streets of America, Arturo never believed in the existence of selfless kindness in this world.

In his view, everything has a motive and a purpose.

This is especially true for doing good deeds.

That's just for a bigger reward.

It all comes down to business.

However, after witnessing this scene and overhearing the conversations of the ordinary gang members around him who had once received the blessing, Arturo's long-held values ​​were suddenly shaken.

Are there really such kind-hearted people?

In the fucking devilish country of America, in the fucking chaotic garbage neighborhoods and slums of Los Angeles?

It's like Jesus being born into a gang, or the Virgin Mary falling into a brothel.

As Arturo pondered this, the line in front of him continued to move forward, and by the afternoon, it was finally his turn.

Two of his trusted confidants wanted to follow him into the tent, but were stopped by a man carrying an assault rifle.

Only one person can enter at a time.

Arturo gestured for his two angry men to wait outside, took a deep breath, and limped into the tent in front of him.

The black-haired, black-eyed man sat inside, looking at him calmly, without joy or sorrow.

His peaceful eyes held a hint of compassion.

In that instant, all the words, the posture, and the aura that Arturo had prepared in his mind vanished in an instant.

It was as if, in front of those eyes, everything about him was laid bare, and there was nothing left to hide.

He felt his legs go weak and he involuntarily knelt before Wayne, clasping his hands together and murmuring, "Saint Saint—I beg you—"

He has fallen into goodness.

Your basic Witch Doctor skill has been improved: Master 47.5% + 3%

Experience Points: 130+30