Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

Meanwhile, the assassins who had gone to the San Pedro dock all returned. An Xing handed over today's wages, "Mr. Chen, it's $6600 in total."

Chen An nodded and put the money away.

He then led six assassins, along with Carl and Cameron, in a van to the Crippled Gang's headquarters.

Inside the car, Emily and the other six assassins each held a Glock 19, ready to act at any moment. Carl also held a pistol, even equipped with a red dot sight. As for the M249, he did not bring it because there was no need for it.

Next, guided by Cameron, the van slowly arrived at a nearby three-story building.

"Boss, this is the headquarters of the local cripples. As for whether their leader, O'Neal, is here, I don't know."

Upon hearing this, Chen An and his group slowly got out of the car, immediately attracting the attention of the surrounding members of the "Crippled Gang." Two black men dressed in a somewhat hip-hop style walked over quickly.

"Who are you? Parking is not allowed here. Move your vehicle immediately."

Cameron quickly spoke up, "My friends, this is our boss. He wants to meet your boss to discuss a business deal."

Seeing this, the two men were not convinced and reached for their waists to draw their guns as a threat. However, the assassins were obviously faster, and two Glock pistols were already pressed against their foreheads, causing the two men to hesitate and their faces to change from arrogance to fear.

Chen An couldn't help but sigh that this was so American, where guns were pulled out at the slightest provocation. Fortunately, they were prepared. Since the other party refused to comply, they would use their superior strength to force them to do so!

"Take me to see your boss."

Chen An spoke in a commanding tone.

The two nodded repeatedly, and then obediently led Chen An and the others into the three-story residential building.

Many people in the corridor turned their gazes towards the attack, and some even tried to launch a sneak attack, but the assassin easily struck their arms, which intimidated the members of the crippled gang, and no one dared to step forward.

They arrived smoothly on the third floor, in front of O'Neal's room.

"Boss... Boss, someone wants to see you," a member said tremblingly.

"Let them in," a voice came from inside the house.

Upon hearing this, Anton stepped forward, turned the doorknob, and slowly opened the door. Immediately afterwards, the group filed into the house.

Chen An noticed the black man sitting on the sofa in front of him. His body was covered in hideous tattoos, and his face was covered in scars that stretched almost across his entire face. If this were in China, parents would probably tell it to their children as a ghost story.

"Asian boy, what are you doing here on my turf with this whole bunch of people? We don't seem to have any grudge against each other, do we?"

O'Neal asked, puzzled.

The key point is that he saw Anton and his men's marksmanship in the surveillance footage and knew that these people had an absolutely mysterious background.

That's why I didn't let my men take action; I wanted to see what these people were up to.

"O'Neal, leader of the Crippled Gang, do you want to take over the local Blood Gang? I can help you." Chen An looked at the other party with a light smile and stated his purpose directly.

Upon hearing this, O'Neill's first thought was that the Bloods had offended these people. However, he did want to eliminate the Bloods in this area. They had been fighting for several years, which had affected his business. If he could get rid of the Bloods, his business would be unrivaled!

"Why do you think you can just wipe out the Blood Gang like that? You should know that the Blood Gang has hundreds of members, most of whom are armed and ruthless." He glanced at the people behind Chen An, "I doubt you guys can do it."

Carl then spoke up, "How will you know if you don't try? Are you afraid to offend the Blood Gang?"

"Heh, we wouldn't dare offend them. Everyone in Los Angeles knows the Cripples and the Bloods are at odds and often clash. More than thirty members have died this year alone. But why should I trust you?"

Seeing this, Chen An slowly turned around. "You're not even willing to take such a good opportunity? Fine, then let's go see if the Blood Gang wants to cooperate with us."

Upon hearing this, O'Neal's pupils contracted, his eyes darkening. "Hey! What do you mean by that?!"

If the other party really cooperates with the Blood Gang to deal with them, they will probably pay a heavy price. They must not let them cooperate with the Blood Gang.

"If you don't want to cooperate with us, then you'll have to find someone else. Anyway, there can only be one gang in this area," Chen An said nonchalantly.

Upon hearing this, O'Neal's expression darkened, and he finally conceded.

"Fine! I agree to cooperate with you to wipe out the Blood Gang. You can no longer cooperate with them."

Upon hearing this, Chen An smiled, turned around, and extended his hand. "Of course, let's make our move tonight before the Blood Gang reacts. My men will be there to help you in secret."

O'Neal extended his hand, and the two shook hands to signify that a cooperation agreement had been reached.

"By the way, after you wipe out the Blood Gang, all the junk on your territory will need to be managed by the homeless people at the Graffiti Building. Is that alright?"

O'Neal was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Scrap metal doesn't make money. We have our own business, and all the scrap metal is yours."

"Let's set off now. You gather your men, and I'll call mine over."

"Okay." O'Neal nodded, picked up the phone and dialed, "Everyone, assemble. We're having a big operation tonight, bring your gear."

Soon, four pickup trucks stopped in front of the Limpy Gang's headquarters, each carrying six or seven gang members, some with guns and others with knives.

It was already close to 10 o'clock, and there were few pedestrians on the road. No one noticed the commotion, and even if they did, they would quickly move away.

Chen An and O'Neal also came outside.

"My men are here, where are yours?" O'Neal asked.

Chen An smiled and said, "My men have arrived near the Blood Gang's headquarters. Let's go. We'll take action as soon as we arrive."

Upon hearing this, O'Neill nodded with some skepticism. Although he always felt that Chen An was somewhat unreliable, he had already prepared his men and was determined to fight the Blood Gang today, since the two sides had recently had conflicting transactions.

As O'Neal and his men drove toward the Blood Gang's headquarters, Chen An led Karl and the others in a van and followed behind.

"Karl, bring me my HK G28. I'm going to test its power in a bit."

"Okay, boss." Karl turned and walked to the back of the car, picked up the gun holster containing the HK G28, and handed it to Chen An.

He reached out and took it, slowly opened it, and then held it in his hand.

.......

Meanwhile, at the Blood Gang's headquarters, inside the leader's residence.

Nate, the leader of the Blood Gang, along with Hyena and several other members, were drinking and chatting.

"Welcome Hyena to the Blood Gang. In just a few days, you've not only added a scrap metal business to our organization, but you've also made a lot of money. Today, you even brought back a pickup truck. From now on, you're a member of the Blood Gang."

The hyena smiled obsequiously. "Boss, it's what I should do."

"Boss, when are you going to help me get revenge? The Graffiti Building took over my territory and went too far. They have to be taught a lesson, and they also have some money on them."

Upon hearing this, Nate thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow! Tomorrow I'll have someone teach them a lesson and let them know that no other gang is allowed on Blood Gang territory."

"Thank you, boss!" The hyena was overjoyed, but in his heart he wished he could kill Chen An himself for humiliating him so much.