America? No, it's the warp!

Lance: Senior Deacon of the Slaanesh Order

Loyalty: 1 (maybe)

Thorness: 76 (Mercenary)

[Neglect: 68 (Holding a position without fulfilling its duties, lacking ambition)]

Slaanesh: 86 (Severely corrupted by lust)

Tzeentch: 16 (Not very bright)

The crippled gang leader, Lance, was not bound by his hands, as both of his shoulders were wrapped in bandages.

They had just eaten bullets a few days ago.

"I urge you to release me immediately!"

Otherwise, I'll have your bureau chief deal with you!

Unable to move his hands, he could only express his dissatisfaction by struggling with his torso.

Even the direct blast of cold air from the air conditioner and the fumes of civet coffee couldn't bring this black man, who lived in his own world, to a sense of human connection and reality.

He really felt that he was important.

Logan and Stephen exchanged a glance, neither of them able to hold back.

"Hahahahaha..."

"He said he'd get the bureau chief to deal with us!"

"Yeah, I'm so scared!"

The two unrestrained smiles made Lance feel embarrassed and angry; he felt looked down upon.

"What are you laughing at? Are you looking down on me, Lance? I'm the leader of the Crippled Gang!"

Logan suppressed his smile, but was still mocking:

"Really? The leader of the crippled gang, with five henchmen and guns, couldn't beat me alone?"

"you……"

Having his sore spot touched, Lance's face, which had been frozen and bloodless, began to regain some color.

It's anger.

"That's because you attacked from behind! If it were a one-on-one fight, I could definitely beat you!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Logan wore an expression of complete disbelief.

"Didn't that burly guy next door tell you how he got in?"

Lance shut his mouth. Of course, the burly man had mentioned that the man in black opposite him could lift 200 kilograms with both hands and knock the burly man down with a single punch.

The burly man swore on his own muscles that this was definitely the toughest person he had ever met.

There was really nothing I could do about being arrested and taken to the police station.

"Now that you know to shut up, let's talk about this robbery."

Logan gestured for Stephen to start taking notes.

"You're saying you were the mastermind behind the whole robbery, and that you were the leader of the four people?"

"That's right, Boss Tren handed over command of the entire operation to me, and I planned this perfect heist."

Lance seemed to be saying something very proud, and his body, which had been hunched over because of the cold, straightened up at that moment.

"I see. It seems Teren values ​​you quite a bit."

Logan cupped the black man whose head was practically pointing to the sky.

"Of course, I dare say I am the most valued member of the entire Crippled Gang. If nothing unexpected happens, I will become the next leader of the Crippled Gang."

Lance's delusions never stopped. He still thought that the police couldn't do anything to him, that the boss would get him out soon, and that the precinct chief would use his power to release him.

The other three are unimportant; they can just go to jail if they're arrested. As the highly regarded successor of the crippled gang, why would no one care?

Boss Teren is an extremely profit-driven person. Useful people are valued by him, while useless people are quickly discarded.

Just like in this robbery case, Quinn, that silly kid, was meant to be the scapegoat, so instead of having Quinn hide, he let him wander around Vanguard Square more often to see how things were going.

Sure enough, the silly boy was quickly caught by the police.

As for Jason, he is indeed a veteran, but he is also replaceable. Any street urchin who needs money and is willing to kill can replace him.

He had been a long-time member of the gang, and the amount of money he received from each operation kept increasing. The gang leader had said countless times that he would find an opportunity to get rid of him.

This robbery was a perfect opportunity.

Lance arranged his hideout in the underground tunnel and even had a Blood Gang spy who had defected to the Crippled Gang reveal the location to the Blood Gang leader, just waiting for the Blood Gang to come knocking on his door.

If the plan goes smoothly, Jason will be the second person to be caught because he was the one who killed the security guard at the Leaf Specialty Store, and his crime will be more serious.

Lance and his last companion were placed in a safer location. Once the police couldn't find them, they would hastily close the case and pin all the blame on the two unfortunate men.

But the plan went wrong.

It's unclear how the Blood Gang got the information, but they somehow discovered their hideouts in the city center and Chinatown, leading to the arrest of two of their more important leaders.

There must be a mole inside. Once we get out, we need to have Boss Teren conduct a thorough search.

I want to have a few more days of fun with the newly captured women, chop up a few more Blood Gang idiots in the street, and then get revenge on this ungrateful person in front of me.

Lance glanced at the man in black sitting across the table. He had heard from his two brothers that this man was from the Blood Gang and was very good at fighting.

He had already imagined turning the man into a sieve with a submachine gun.

Lance couldn't help but smile as he thought of something that made him happy.

"Hehehe..."

Logan's verbal retort followed immediately:

"But if you're really that important, why hasn't Teren said a word since you were arrested? When we searched his villa, he was still in his office drinking champagne and playing with beautiful women."

As for the branch office chief, haven't you noticed that he hasn't shown his face even once since you were arrested?

Lance's eyes darted around, sensing something was amiss.

Based on his understanding of Boss Tren, it was common for them to drink champagne and open silver handkerchiefs at the villa; he had even participated once.

If what they say is true, this kind of thing is very likely to happen.

The fat bureau chief didn't make any move. Does that mean the four of us have been abandoned?

Lance grew increasingly frightened. Having been in the Crippled Gang for seven or eight years, he had personally dealt with countless members: those who had taken the blame and gone to jail, those who were too senior and too expensive, and those who did not acknowledge Teren's leadership position...

Having done so much, he understands better than anyone what it feels like to be purged and abandoned.

After sharing this feeling with countless companions, he finally met his day.

The unprecedented feigned concern was exposed in an instant.

Lance's energy completely dissipated. He slumped in the interrogation chair, not uttering another word in rebuttal.

"Now, I'm giving you a chance for revenge. Teren used you and then discarded you. You don't want to just go to jail while Teren enjoys himself out there, do you?"

The fire in Lance's eyes reignited; given a chance to get revenge on Teren, he would risk everything.

He had dealt with so many of Teren's companions, only to be dealt with in return; he was utterly resentful.

"What opportunity?"

"If you're willing to identify Teren as the mastermind behind the robbery, the police can send him to jail to keep you company."

Lance thought for two seconds, then a sly smile returned to his face:

"make a deal."