Verak's original intention of joining the Sea Rat Gang was to understand the basic information of the Sea Rat Gang. Once the backup plan was triggered during negotiations with Boss Xin, he would use the Sea Rat Gang's background to put pressure on him.
But now the development of things is a bit complicated, and it can even be said to be on the verge of getting out of control.
The problem of Dunman immigrants is imminent, and many gangs have to unite for warmth, gradually forming a complete and powerful force to engage in tense confrontation with the government.
This force is about to become extremely unstable, with huge variables protecting gold, and may bring risks to gold.
"What are you hesitating about? I don't think you are hesitating between choosing me or Fischer." Monroe waited ten seconds and couldn't help asking before Verak's reply.
"I agree." Verak decided to cooperate with Monroe.
On the one hand, the situation is not clear yet. It is still feasible to use the Sea Rat Gang to compete with Boss Xin. Moreover, if Verak can seize this opportunity and become the new second-in-command of the Sea Rat Gang, it will definitely have a huge impact on the plan to regain the gold.
benefit.
On the other hand, what the Sea Rat Gang is facing is also what the Braxi people in Manchester are facing, and what millions of civilians who have immigrated to Dunman are facing. As a member of the Equality Society, he naturally has to contribute as much as he can.
When there is heat, there will be light.
"Did you reject me and be silenced by me?" Monroe took a small step towards Verak, feeling intimidated.
Verak had seen too many big scenes. Although Monroe was indeed powerful, it was still impossible to suppress him. He calmly looked at Monroe who was close to him and said calmly: "You are very good at reading people."
"Haha!" Monroe laughed a few times, then slapped Verak's shoulder heavily with his hand, "Don't you have anything you want?"
"After you deal with Fisher, what are your plans?" Verak heard that Monroe was testing him again, and chose to respond by asking questions.
"Rectify the Sea Rat Gang, continue to hold on to Manchester City, and solve the problems thrown by the government one by one." Monroe said.
"We are on the same journey."
The two looked at each other briefly again.
"Okay, nothing's going on. You should go back and rest." Monroe broke the silence and turned around to leave alone.
"How will we deal with him tomorrow?" Verak asked.
"Go to the Black Street and kill him on the way to meet the Gold Flash Gang and the Black Street Gang." Monroe kept walking as he spoke, and by the time he finished speaking, he was also swallowed up by darkness.
Verak stood there for a while and walked in the opposite direction where Monroe left.
Monroe chose to get rid of Fisher before meeting other forces, which was indeed the best time. After all, Fisher advocated escape. If he was brought to talk, he might affect the development of things.
Arriving near the hotel, he quietly climbed through the window and returned to the house. Verak checked his gun, looked in the mirror in the bathroom, and took off the bandage on his head.
The head injury was not serious to begin with, and it healed within two days.
He took a good bath without any scruples, and then went to bed at about 3:30 in the morning.
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January 31st
At seven o'clock in the morning, Verak woke up naturally, washed up, had some breakfast in a restaurant outside, and then came to Mink's Tavern to meet up with Monroe and Fisher.
"Here? Have you eaten?" Monroe asked Verac to sit down at their table.
"Eat some," Verak said.
"We will set off at nine o'clock, and we will definitely reach the Black Street before ten o'clock." Surprisingly, there was no wine glass in front of Monroe's table today, and he was in much better spirits.
Verak saw the difference in Monroe and said with a smile: "It's rare that I didn't drink and still managed to be so decent."
"On behalf of the Sea Rat Gang, the Brexi people cannot be too down-and-out and slovenly." Monroe laughed, "Fischer, don't you think so?"
"Yes." Fisher made another suggestion regarding the issues they discussed while Verak was away. "This time we are going to talk about something, and the government may be watching our movements, so it's better not to bring too many people there.
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"Of course I have to take the boss of the Sea Rat Gang with me and two people to other people's territory. It's too dangerous." Monroe insisted on making a louder noise.
Fisher gave Verak a helpless look and continued to persuade Monroe: "In the past, we would definitely have to bring enough people, but this time it is different. Everyone goes there based on discussion. If we bring too many people, we may be in danger."
Make them feel uncomfortable."
Verak understood why Monroe insisted on bringing more people there.
He asked specifically to lower Fisher's vigilance. If he had proposed that only the three of them go there from the beginning, the cautious Fisher might have been wary. But he took the initiative to ask for more people to take control of the Sea Rat Gang secretly.
Fisher will be relieved.
"If there is really a danger, what's the difference between taking the two of us instead of taking twenty or thirty people?" Verak also helped Fisher to persuade Monroe, "According to what you say, it's better to take out the Sea Rat Gang in a mighty way.
Bring everyone there."
"That's too much, not really." Monroe smiled.
"You want to bring more people there, but you're not afraid of danger, are you? You're worried that the boss of the gang, who has always been smooth in doing things, will not agree with the resolute struggle, and you want to bring more people to put pressure on him." Verak told Monroe.
He found a new reason for insisting on bringing more people, and pretended that he had already seen through Monroe and pointed out the pros and cons to him. "Actually, this will only be counterproductive. After all, no one likes to be threatened."
Fisher felt that what Verak said was very reasonable: "Yes, I was threatened by you and others before I felt too much pressure from the government. Didn't you deliberately want the meeting to end unpleasantly?
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"But I have to do something. I can't just watch him refuse to resist." Monroe lowered his gaze and weakened his tone.
Fisher noticed that Monroe was beginning to waver in this idea, and continued to increase his efforts: "At least Lao Jin of the Flash Gold Gang has the same idea as you. We have the numerical advantage no matter what. What to do after meeting
Just adapt to circumstances."
"There cannot be any gap between us at this time. Do you still remember what you said that we must unite?" Verak also said.
"Then we'll do as you say, just the three of us." Monroe pretended to be convinced.
"This is the first time I see you so worried." Fisher breathed a sigh of relief.
Monroe picked up the cigarette case from the table and pulled out a cigarette: "Our three-party alliance is the only chance to fight against the government. No matter what, I will not sit back and watch the conversation fail."
"Don't be so hasty to make a conclusion. We'll talk about it later." Fisher comforted Monroe, who was under tremendous pressure.
Seeing that Munro's acting was no worse than his own, Verak recalled the people he had interacted with, poured a small glass of wine and took a sip.
At nine o'clock, the three of them set off, took the only car owned by the Sea Rat Gang, left Manchester City, and rushed towards the black street where the Sder people gathered.
"How come you have to drive us away from such a large area..."
In the car, Fisher was driving, and Monroe was sitting in the passenger seat and sighed.
Verak sat behind Fisher, waiting for Monroe to take action at any time, and he would assist in getting rid of Fisher cleanly.
"It's not a question of whether there's enough housing at all." Fisher looked straight ahead and drove the car steadily. "After the civil war, the Tunman government must be thinking about bringing back those civilians who support the Alliance Army and increasing their support rate. But then
There are many ways to improve people's support, but basically we can't do it. We can only do it... So I say, there is no solution to this matter..."
"I think there are no unsolvable things in this world. According to what you said, the Tun Man government thinks that we are soft persimmons and wants to drive away immigrants and increase its support rate. Then we will not be soft persimmons and fight them to the end.
.I don’t expect to win against them. Anyway, as long as they feel that attacking us is not the best choice, we will win.”
"But it's not that easy..." Fisher snorted coldly.
Monroe glanced back: "Are you used to it? This thing is different from a carriage."
"I have not only sat on it." Verak saw Monroe shaking his head slightly to indicate that he was not in a hurry and there was no response. "I can also drive."
"You can still drive?" Monroe patted the car body in surprise, "I can't even control this piece of iron."
"I used to work as a driver for a wealthy family." Verak found an excuse.
"Then you've done quite a lot, including photography, steelmaking, and driver. You can also speak Dunman and your skills are pretty good." Fisher sighed after hearing that Verak could drive.
Verak was about to say something.
Monroe suddenly got angry and punched Fisher on the temple. Fisher immediately collapsed and the car began to lose control.
"Put on the brakes!" Verak reacted quickly and immediately stepped forward to pull back the unconscious Fisher.
"Where is it?!"
"At your feet!" Verak pointed to Monroe.
Monroe held the steering wheel with one hand, stepped over with one foot, and stopped the car.
Verak dragged Fisher into the back seat and said, "So sudden?"
"What else? Let's call one, two, three?" After the car stopped, Monroe flipped his hair and took a long breath. His face did not waver at all, "You should have said earlier that you could drive. When we first left Manchester City,
I'll kill him."
"Is he dead?" Verak looked at Fisher who was slumped in the back seat, put his hand on his neck, felt it, and took a breath.
"I won't throw a second punch." Monroe was already sitting in the driver's seat.
When he said this with confidence, Verak had also confirmed Fisher's death.
"You didn't take action just now, because you wanted to wait for Fisher to drive the car to the dark street?" Verak asked, hiding his surprise.
"Yes, otherwise we would kill him halfway and we wouldn't be able to drive, so we would have to leave the car and walk over." Monroe moved his hands and his joints creaked.
"So after you learned that I could drive, you thought it was time." Verak had seen too many people die, but this was the first time that Monroe ended someone's life with such a sudden punch.
Even though he knew that Fisher would definitely die on the way there, he was still shocked.
"Yes. Come on, if you know how to drive, let's continue on our way." Monroe moved back to the passenger seat.
Verak took a deep look at Fisher, got out of the car, sat in the driver's seat and steered the car forward: "Show me the way."
"Well, go straight." Monroe said.
"You can kill him alone, so why do you need to cooperate with me?" Verak asked while driving.
At first, he thought Fisher had something difficult to deal with, which forced Monroe to need his help. But looking at it today, Monroe could handle it all by himself.
Then why did he ask himself to interfere?
"You acted with me when we were in the tavern, and now you're taking Fisher's place to drive. Isn't it all cooperation? I can't handle it without you." Monroe focused on Verak's driving, "Not bad.
Ah, you drive much more steadily than Fisher."
"It ended so easily?" Verak found that he couldn't see through Monroe.
"That's right. Let's wait until we get back from the meeting to see what his people do." Monroe leaned on his seat, very relaxed, "Turn right."
Verak followed Monroe's instructions and opened the door: "What he has been secretly planning for so long was solved with one punch by you."
"Sometimes things are so simple to deal with. It's just a matter of one punch if you don't know the government's side, haha." Monroe boldly joked about not taking the government seriously.
"I have a question."
"You have so many questions today."
"You are so smart, how come you didn't know until so late that Fisher was secretly trying to take your place?" Verak now thinks this point doesn't make sense at all.
With Monroe's mind and means, it stands to reason that Fisher would be noticed as soon as he started making small moves.
"What do you think?" Monroe chuckled and looked at Verak with interest.
"You already knew this?" Verak guessed.
"Um."
"Then you still watch him sell guns and support his cronies in the gang?" Verak once again thought of Lecter in prison.
The deputy warden of Demans Prison would secretly encourage prisoners to escape and create opportunities for them. Then when a riot breaks out in the prison, he would naturally lead people to suppress it with force, taking the opportunity to enjoy the pleasure of killing and torturing them.
Is it possible that Monroe is also this kind of person?
"I am a very kind person, and I don't want to kill my brother who has been fighting and killing for so many years until the last step." Monroe looked regretful, "So I put off killing him as much as possible."
Verak could only sneer in his heart.
If Monroe really regarded Fisher as a brother and really didn't want to kill him, he could have stopped Fisher and kicked him out when he first started doing this.
He sat back and watched, allowing Fisher to grow stronger, and then acted like he had no choice but to kill him. It was really ridiculous.
"Then Fisher has to thank you." Verak followed Monroe's hypocritical words.
"Turn left and go straight." Monroe grinned.
The mediocre appearance and mediocre figure seemed to be Monroe's best disguise.
Verak felt that things were getting more complicated. He seriously underestimated Monro, and he was very likely to be manipulated by Monro.
"We're here." Ten minutes later, Verak drove into the black street's sphere of influence and was stopped by the Sidel people in the black street.
"Let's go, second in command." Monroe said jokingly, got out of the car first, and greeted the Sder people outside.