A generation of masters starts from DC

Chapter 51 Gangs and everything else are gold deposits waiting to be developed

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After a loud noise like thunder, the iron gate of the steel pipe factory flew out.There was a hand print on the iron plate as big as the bed cabinet.

The loud noise alerted the people inside.

"Who are you? This is the territory of the Polant family!"

"I am your god of death."

A group of strong men with cyan tattoos on their arms came, and the inside of the steel factory smelled of sweat. Mori Guang swept the inside of the steel pipe factory, his ears twitching.

He carried Huajianyou, his figure was like a devil, his steps were light and nimble, and he moved amidst the hail of bullets.

Moriguang grabbed a person's wrist with his left hand, pulled it lightly, and aimed his gun at someone else.When other people pointed their guns at this side, he moved to another place by wandering between flowers, came to the side of a strong black man ten meters away, and hit him in the abdomen with an elbow.

The black man fell straight down.

Soon, all the gangsters in the workshop fell down.

Moriguang grabbed the head of the last black man and held it in his hand, "Where's your boss?"

The black man points the other way.

Senguang walked over immediately.

When passing through the narrow passage, several strong white men with machetes rushed out from the other end.

They immediately slashed at Sen Guang.

These desperadoes all had blood on their hands, they met suddenly at this moment, and immediately fought with each other with their lives.

If it was another person, facing several people in such a narrow passage, he would have to cut off his limbs.

However, Sen Guang grabbed the wrist of a person running over with his left hand, and the wrist of a person running over with his right hand, and then manipulated the arms of the two of them, each wiping their necks.

He kicked sideways and kicked the gangster who rushed over. The gangster flew out, took the three gangsters behind him, and fell to the ground with broken ribs.

The above actions are all completed in the electric light flint.

Sen Guang's expression remained unchanged, and he walked straight past them.

When he came to the office inside the factory, he happened to bump into Mr. Polart who came out with his men.

The Poles and others held firearms and raised their guns to shoot.

Mori Guang took a sliding step, rushed forward, grabbed a man and aimed his gun at his companion, smashed his chest with his right elbow, and then kicked a man flying.

Then, he dodged the gunshots and quickly brought down the shooters with elbows, punches, and anti-knuckle techniques.

In the end, amidst all the injuries, Mori Guang clapped his palms and said to the stunned Mr. Pollant: "I want to try the pinnacle of what Chinese martial arts can do, and I don't bother to use sword energy and magic skills to deal with you."

"Now!"

With a snarl, Mr. Polant shuddered.

"Please hand over all your deposits. By the way, you seem to be in the business of abducting and trafficking children, sir. Please provide information about your guests and next family members."

Mr Polant shuddered. "You bastard, I...I want to call the police."

Senguang raised his fist, leaving him with a black eye.

Mr. Polant was very spineless, he behaved better after being punched, and immediately sold his bank card account.

After the transfer of 3000 million US dollars, Mr. Portland's face was flattened.

his money!

They were all robbed.

Sen Guang looked at him, as if he hadn't made the best use of everything, and made a phone call.

"Hey, I'm going to sell you an adult man. Heh, it's only two thousand dollars, okay, the last name is Portland, please take it."

Mr. Porter's face changed drastically. He was a slave trader who hunted birds all day long, and finally fell into the water.

He was about to be sold! ! !

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Things got into the middle of the night.

Moriguang came to the church, where Donald had been waiting for a long time.

"You did well."

Donald looked at the person in the darkness, bowed his head to express his respect and gratitude. "Thank you for your approval."

"You should have $50 left over there."

Donald was taken aback.

"Don't be surprised." Moriguang said, "I've been following you. You can draw [-] from it as your living expenses, and the rest as your activity funds."

"Here is $1000 million worth of cryptocurrency, you take it."

Donald's hands were shaking.

Moriguang has been testing him, from the loyalty test to the ability test, and now it is to test whether he can maintain his normal heart.

In fact, as long as Donald's ability is not too weak, he can use him, anyway, as long as he obeys his command.

But if the ability is too low, I dare not use this kind of person.

So far, Donald has been doing just fine.

"Enter the second step of the plan. You hire me to distribute leaflets on the streets to promote our China Mutual Aid Association. At least there must be enough manpower to maintain [-] restaurants. As for the small things like the content of the leaflets, you will solve them."

Moriguang raised his index finger, "But there is one important point. Our gang always upholds mutual help, loyalty first, serving the country and the people, weeding out the strong and helping the weak."

"Go do it."

Donald bowed his head, "Okay, master."

"But these twenty restaurants are not well managed. If we do it, it will be different? Master, what can we do?"

"It's nothing, I already know it in my heart."

Just as he was about to leave the church, Moriguang suddenly stopped him, "Wait a minute."

Donald turned around puzzled. "Master, do you have any orders?"

"My name... Shen Senguang."

Moriguang sat on a chair, turned his back to him and said indifferently, "From now on, all members of the congregation must worship heaven and earth, and then worship my name, so as to deepen the sense of ceremony and increase the loyalty of the congregation."

Donald couldn't help being pleasantly surprised.

He finally knew the name of the master, he finally knew the name of the master.

It turns out that the master's name is Shen Senguang. He is Chinese, right? 180 years ago, the master might have been from the Qing Dynasty.

"Okay, master."

After Donald left, Morikou sighed into the darkness.

After checking the harvest, after clearing the factory, I did a daily task myself, and there was a D-level skill reward, which seemed to be a D-level full-level Chinese cuisine.

I searched the Portland family's bank balance and got 3000 million US dollars. After selling Mr. Portland, I got another [-] US dollars.

By the way, after I called the police, the Gotham Police Department solved a major case, and it seemed that I had to give myself 500 dollars as a reward.

Well, 500 U.S. dollars is also money.

(End of this chapter)