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"Mr. Jordan, hello. This is Jeffrey, the leader of the IRS Special Operations Team. Thank you for your helpful tip. Do you have any other information to add regarding Steve? For example, his close associates? Or which... gangs does he serve?"

"Sir, this information is very important. It relates to the success of our mission and how much reward you will receive... Our informant tip-off program has a very high reward rate, and some people have even become millionaires because of it."

Wayne glanced at the money in his backpack and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jeffrey, I'm just a homeless man, that's all I know, and I can't stay in Seattle anymore, you know, if they catch me, they'll kill me. I'm going to the warm south, like... Florida."

"If I need to testify in court later, you can contact me. Of course, I need to join the witness protection program to ensure my safety. Yes, sir, it is my duty as a citizen."

With that, Wayne hung up the phone and pulled the SIM card out of his phone.

He then forcefully broke the phone in half and threw it into a burning gasoline drum on the roadside.

These are gasoline cans that homeless people use to start fires for warmth; the broken cell phone will soon be burned to ashes.

David, standing nearby, was carefully examining the banknotes in his backpack.

The total amount is $20.

Two gold bars, each weighing 500 grams, for a total weight of 1000 grams.

In addition, there was a handwritten ledger.

The handwriting in the ledger was very neat, with a kind of old-fashioned, gang-style accounting beauty.

It clearly records the inflow and outflow of sales revenue throughout the entire illegal clinic.

Every so often, Steve would send a large portion of his earnings to Jose's gang.

At the same time, he also laundered most of his income into Bitcoin through underground money changers.

Unfortunately, the relevant Bitcoin wallet information was not included.

However, Wayne was already quite satisfied with what he had received.

Murder and set fire to the gold belt, repair the bridge and repair the road without corpses.

The ancients never lied to me.

With this $200,000, I can use it as seed money to do something else...

The most precious thing is this ledger.

It contains records of some of the financial flows within the Jose gang.

According to the records inside, the one who truly controls the entire Jose gang is the former boss, Jose, who is in prison.

Noon was just a butler or something similar.

Meanwhile, the ledger details the purchases of enhancement agents from Steve's clinic by some prominent middle-class individuals.

This even included several police officers.

Of course, there is also information about Steve paying protection money to some officials and police officers.

This is the advantage of unlicensed doctors.

What alarmed Wayne most were the records in the ledger concerning the relationship between the Jose gang and MS-13.

Jose's gang was, after all, the Seattle branch of MS-13.

Even if the entire MS-13 was a loose alliance, the sudden disappearance of more than twenty members of Jose's gang would still attract attention.

Their street clash with Wayne also caught the attention of many people.

If you're determined to investigate, you can always find clues and trace it back to Wayne.

We must become stronger as soon as possible and gain greater influence.

"Bro, where are we going now?"

Mike, who was driving, asked in a low voice.

After tonight's psychedelic, eerie, and sacred scene, Mike seemed much calmer than usual.

His own higher education system allowed him to quickly accept everything after the initial doubts and confusion.

Moreover, he had even greater faith in Wayne.

Wayne said:

"Let's go to the tourist area, bro."

The Toyota continued on its way and soon arrived at the place they had been before.

The "Sir George Antique Shop" in the tourist area.

Unlike during the day, this somewhat secluded street was completely silent at this time.

There weren't many homeless people in the tourist area to begin with, and now at night, you can't see a single soul on the streets.

The three of them got out of the car and arrived at the entrance of Sir George's Antique Shop as if they were back home.

David took out a wire and stuck it into the keyhole, whispering:

"When I was in the parade, that former FBI agent specifically told me that this kind of lock only requires a gentle poke and turn..."

"Click." The door has opened.

Mike exclaimed in a low voice:

"Damn it, bro, that's not a parade, that's a fucking mobile university!"

As they were talking, the three of them pushed the door open and entered, then closed it again.

The shop owner, Roger, has been taken away by the police and will not be released for at least a year and a half.

This store is completely unguarded now.

Wayne raised his hand and placed it on the counter, touching it as he walked inside.

I used up eight Messiah coins tonight, leaving me with only one Messiah silver coin and one coin.

Looking back now, it seems like a bit of a waste.

His strongest move right now is this guard of the employee sanctuary.

Moreover, it can only be performed inside a shelter.

We still need to replenish some Messiah coins as soon as possible.

Although Wayne bought all the copper coins from Roger George last time, he was convinced that, given the shady business practices of the other party, it was definitely not all the copper coins he had.

Since there's no one in the store, I can come and look for it.

Sure enough, when Wayne placed his hand on a counter, a line of text immediately appeared before his eyes:

You have discovered the artifact: Messiah Coin.

Wayne immediately pointed to the locked counter.

David understood immediately, poked around in the keyhole with a wire, opened the cabinet door, and then took out a tray from inside.

The tray was filled with copper coins from Tokyo University.

Wayne immediately reached into the pile of copper coins and rummaged around like a human detector, pulling out five Heavenly Treasures.

[Messiah Coin: This coin was touched by the Messiah and has become imbued with his aura, thus becoming a sacred relic.]

As an artifact, this coin can be exchanged for shop gold at a 1:1 ratio; it can also be used to hire shelter guards in advance, with each coin hiring one shelter guard for ten minutes.

is the real thing.

Holding the five Heavenly Treasures in his hands, Wayne felt a sense of peace.

This is really good stuff.

Whether it's for self-preservation or to show off in front of others.

To be honest, tonight was quite dangerous.

I never expected that Jose's gang even had a special operations team.

Without the Messiah Silver Coin suppressing the Sanctuary's energy, he would not have been able to reverse the use of the Purifying Light.

While it's possible to win with just eight returning zombies, it will inevitably result in serious casualties.

If Jose's gang received advance warning and either threw explosives and poured gasoline into the underground alleys or simply held the entrance, the outcome would be uncertain.

My own strength is still too weak.

Even when facing street gangs, they are still somewhat outmatched.

These relics are truly precious, and there should still be quite a few in the hands of various auction houses or collectors.

That would be worth considering – buying it online…

As Wayne pondered this, he quickly searched the entire antique shop again.

Unfortunately, no new relics were found.

The three of them quietly left the antique shop, locked the door, and returned to the underground alleyway.

At this moment, a group of followers were cleaning up in the underground alley.

These homeless people include former workers from all walks of life, including several who used to be cleaners.

Therefore, they have a lot of experience in dealing with bloodstains.

When Wayne returned to the alleyway, he was greeted by a well-organized scene:

The eight returning corpses had returned to their original spot and knelt down again in a prayerful posture.

The intact corpses were laid out in a row.

The headless corpse is in the second row.

A few heads that were packed up.

Next came several thighs.

Then came rows of arms.

Finally, there were a dozen or so mischievous fingers, thoughtfully arranged into several "V" signs.

Many of the corpses had their clothes torn, revealing their tattoos.

These Latin American gang members are particularly fond of tattoos and graffiti, and many of them have large, colorful religious tattoos on their backs.

The Pietà, the birth of Christ, and Lucifer's rebellion.

And so on and so forth, at a glance, it's colorful and very beautiful.

The only unsightly thing was the few corpses that had been made into Italian sausage swings.

They were strangled by their own intestines.

Wayne couldn't help but sigh.

The basement is not like a swing.

What warmed Wayne's heart even more was that before the resurrected corpses fell into slumber again, they had already prepared the materials to perfect the Bronze Sanctuary for him.

The construction of the Bronze Sanctuary requires the Sanctuary Relic as its core, followed by eight Foundation Corpses, five Heads of the Dead, twelve Legs of the Mystic Pillars, twenty-four Hands of the Roof, four Spirit Tongues, and a dose of century-old opium tincture.

At this point, five fresh, frosted apples and a bunch of legs were ready.

Following the system's instructions, Wayne placed all the Xuan Pillar Legs and Roof Hands.

Five candied apples were placed in the hands of the five resurrected corpses.

As the last apple was placed, a line of text flashed before my eyes:

[The legs of the Black Pillar have been buried, the hands of the Shelter have been deployed to protect, the Skull of the Dead has been placed in its place, and you have completed the construction of the Bronze Sanctuary.]

You have obtained the title: Bronze Lord

[Bronze Lord: The Complete Bronze Sanctuary Lord]

[All attributes of Bronze Sanctuary unlocked: Light of Purification; Foundation of Fortitude; Roaring Tongue; Hand of Mercy]

[Hand of Compassion: Can repair the wounds of your people]

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(Two updates as usual, goodnight~)