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"What the hell are you yelling about!"

"I've never seen such a stupid foreigner like you. 'To catch the thief, catch the king first.' Are you dreaming?"

"My brother Bao is kind, but I'm not that kind."

"Bang!"

As he spoke, Fly fired another shot into Caron's thigh.

"ah……!"

"You have no sportsmanship!" Caron shouted hoarsely, clutching his thigh.

"Damn, were you born without a brain? Or did your head get caught when you came out first?"

"The word 'martial virtue' coming out of your mouth is filthy, you piece of crap, wasting bullets. Brother Jin, you should just stomp on me!"

As he spoke, Fly put away his pistol and turned to Gao Jin with a fawning expression.

Gao Jin: "I think my feet are dirty..."

Dong Tianbao remained silent, slowly eating his skewers and drinking his wine, as if he were listening to a crosstalk performance.

Caron was so embarrassed by the flies that he didn't dare to say a word.

Ten minutes later, Dong Tianbao slowly put down his wine glass, let out a burp, took a sip of water, and then slowly said, "Kalon, I don't know if you're really stupid or pretending, but you know why I captured you."

"If you just tell me directly, I'll give you a quick death. But if you want to keep playing dumb and being stubborn, look at all these torture instruments in this room; one of them is bound to pry your mouth open!"

Caron gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stand up, his eyes shifting from panic to determination: "Don't think you can make me talk like this. If I die, your secrets will be exposed."

Just wait for the three major families to attack!

I'll be waiting for you downstairs!

"Oh?" Dong Tianbao smiled, a smile so gentle it sent chills down one's spine. "Tie A-Jin up to him."

"Fly, it's up to you. Whether you talk or not is unimportant, just don't mess things up."

"By the way, call Aja tomorrow, and hand it over to Thor the day after. The three of you take turns. The only requirement is that he can't die."

"Brother Bao, could I invite a few doctors over? That way we can take turns for a month...hehe!" Fly said, looking at Dong Tianbao with hopeful eyes.

Dong Tianbao stopped in his tracks: "Granted!"

Upon hearing the conversation, Caron trembled violently, all his nobility and resilience crumbling away in the exchange.

"I'll talk...I'll talk, don't go!"

But Dong Tianbao ignored him and left with Gao Jin.

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three days later.

Inside the basement of the God of War arcade.

These three perverts, Fly, Aji, and Thor, had a great time for the past three days.

Charon on the rack was no longer recognizable as a human.

What was once a decent gray suit has long since become a beggar's outfit, and the poorest of all beggars.

His limbs were covered with a dense array of wounds, including knife marks, burns, and bullet holes. His fingernails were long gone, leaving only a blurry trail of blood.

His eyes were still open, but his pupils were dilated, dried bloodstains clung to the corners of his mouth, and he uttered intermittent sobs, "Water...water..."

If it weren't for the doctors' treatment, Kalon would probably have died from blood loss long ago.

At this moment, Dong Tianbao walked in.

Aji, Fly, and Thor respectfully greeted, "Brother Bao!"

"Fly, give him water." Dong Tianbao nodded to the three of them.

Fly quickly grabbed a bottle of life-saving saline solution from the table, pinched Caron's mouth shut, and poured it in.

Three minutes later, Kalon gradually regained consciousness.

Dong Tianbao patted imaginary dust off his hands, looked up at him, and said calmly, "Kalon, did you have enough fun? Want to play for a few more days? My three brothers don't seem to be having much fun!"

Caron's lips moved, emitting a hoarse sound: "No...no...don't...tell...me...everything..."

"What? I can't hear you..."

"I...I'll talk!" Caron roared as if using all his strength, "The three major families...don't know...anything about your affairs, and I have no evidence..."

I was just trying to scare you... just kidding.

Dong Tianbao had already guessed most of it, but he could only feel at ease after hearing it in person.

Was he afraid of dying? Obviously he was.

Each of the three major long-established underworld families can easily support hundreds of elite gunmen from a single branch.

What about the direct descendants?

As one of the three oldest underworld families in the United States, they must have their own foundation. What exactly is it?

Kelly and the others didn't know.

We can fight, but we must fight to gain benefits and make them clear, rather than being on the defensive or caught off guard.

After a moment of contemplation, Dong Tianbao relaxed his brow slightly: "Continue, explain clearly all the spies you've planted in Hong Kong."

Caron gasped for breath, his eyes devoid of any humanity, only a desperate desire for relief remaining: "Audebiao, the men under Deputy Commissioner Wilson have been dealt with by me..."

Actually, you don't need to worry about us so-called old-school underworld families in the UK...

"Oh! Continue!" Dong Tianbao became interested.

"Dong Tianbao, I can tell you, survival is impossible. I just hope that after I tell you, you'll give me a quick death..." Kalon raised his head slightly, looking at Dong Tianbao with hopeful eyes.

"Okay! I promise you!"

Dong Tianbao had no reason to refuse, and gestured to the fly.

You should still listen to what a dying person says.

The fly picked up the last remaining saline solution on the table and fed it to Karon.

Caron stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "Actually, the three old-established mafia families have lost their former glory and domineering presence. They are all busy laundering their money and donating money to become lords."

Coupled with the Queen's overt and covert political suppression, they became like quails, hesitant and timid in everything they did.

"So the collateral branches became damned puppets and discarded pawns. The men were a little better off, but they couldn't even think about or touch the flour business. They could only do things like hemp trading and smuggling! They had to hand over half of the money they earned. How could they possibly support so many subordinates..."

"Heh, the women from collateral branches are pitiful; they've all become tools for political marriages, or rather, playthings of the nobles..."

Dong Tianbao interjected, "So, you received information that you were targeting Kelly and her group? And you were even secretly smuggling weapons."

"Heh, if you don't smuggle weapons, how can you afford to support gunmen who risk their lives for you? Actually, initially I just wanted a piece of the pie, but after my investigation, I discovered that Carter's men hadn't told him the truth about his hometown... Carter..."

"So, you took out Carter's informants to threaten him?" Dong Tianbao said, as if confirming his suspicions.

Caron nodded. "There's no other way. We need to support gunmen and a whole bunch of subordinates. The direct line has their connections, while we collateral lines have nothing. If we don't find another way out, what's the difference between us and the walking dead?"

I just didn't expect that you, Dong Tianbao, had such a powerful backer that you could control our actions. I admit defeat wholeheartedly. Come on!

Let me be free! I'm so tired, so incredibly tired!

Dong Tianbao nodded to the fly, then walked away...

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