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He remembers that when he went to visit his grandfather in the countryside when he was a child, he had a similar feeling when driving in the countryside on a tricycle.

The stowaway captain was right, Thanos destroyed the planet.

When the Namekians visited the earth, Zhang Ming had a brief understanding of the technology they donated. In terms of transportation, their anti-gravity vehicles and single-person aircraft technology have already been very mature. Any car can easily break through the sound barrier. Now--

"It's great to have this thing." Da Pao said to Zhang Ming.

He explained to Zhang Ming the changes in Namek in recent years: "In the beginning, the government did not allow private ownership of any transportation equipment at all, and it has gradually relaxed in the past two years."

Along the way, Da Pao talked a lot to Zhang Ming, and when he arrived in Aryo, the capital, Zhang Ming handed over the toll, but Da Pao waved his hand and refused.

"It's not easy for you to work outside alone. We were supposed to drop by the way to bring you back, and the money is for nothing." Da Pao tore off a piece of paper and wrote down a string of numbers. "This is my contact code. If you can't find a satisfactory job, you can contact me. I also know a few friends in this city."

After receiving the piece of cloth, Zhang Ming watched the group of middle-aged people who looked fierce but were actually very gentle ride away on bicycles.

This planet hasn't completely rotted yet, at least the middle-aged generation adheres to the past life principles, helping and supporting each other, and that horrible appearance is just a change that has to be made in order to survive.

Corresponding to Da Pao and his party is the new generation.

In recent decades, the young people who grew up under the rule of Thanos did not inherit the will of the Namek people at all. They plundered their compatriots, committed violence, and were willing to do anything for money and status.

It's very much like New York in the 18th century.

When Europe set off a wave of immigration to the Americas, a large number of mafias poured into and took root in New York, manipulating the gambling industry, sex industry, drug trafficking, arms smuggling in the United States, and engaging in professional criminal activities, such as kidnapping, murder, robbery, etc. , causing extreme panic among the people of New York at that time.

What was worse than New York at the time was that the puppet government of Namek secretly supported the new generation under the instruction of Thanos, which made Aryo even more chaotic.

Zhang Ming found a bench and sat down, spread the map on his lap, took out a pen to write and draw on the map.

The middle-aged gang of Cannon is in the old city. They protect a group of Nameks who are older than them, and get meager rewards by helping the citizens complete some tasks.

New districts, business districts, industrial districts... These popular areas are all occupied by the new generation. The government implements a strict working hour system, and the citizens are under extremely high work pressure. The new generation gangs provide them with "fast, convenient and efficient" entertainment way, and then take all the money they make.

Officials and gangs cooperate to make money, which is a terrible but unstoppable process. Da Pao told Zhang Ming a lot along the way, telling him to be careful and never touch those things.

"That thing will not only take away your money, but also make your—" Cannon nodded his head with his fingers. "Become a piece of rotten flesh, leaving nothing but desire, and end up either as a slave or as a corpse."

After listening to this passage, Zhang Ming changed all his previous strategies, and he re-drawn a new direction:

He wants to unify Aryo's gang and become an underground emperor.

As for time...

One night is enough.

In one night, clearing up the entire Aryo's underground forces was enough to attract Ebony Maw's attention.

Zhang Ming looked into the distance, the three suns set one by one, and this busy city ushered in a short rest.As Cannon said, when night falls, people who have finished their day's work take to the streets and start a life of drunken dreams.

It's not that they don't have the concept of saving, but saving has become meaningless.First of all, the official savings institution has lost its credibility. No one will put it in the bank. As for keeping it at home... No one knows if someone will rush into the house in the next second and kill them all for that little money.

Consumerism is rampant, and the program is in a morbid state of prosperity.

Zhang Ming took a map and searched the past block by block. To be honest, he hasn't done this kind of "sweeping streets" in person for a long time. Since his combat effectiveness has improved, his enemies have also become stronger. All work is entrusted to professional S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

Fortunately, these gangsters are very arrogant, they have younger brothers by their side, they have officials on top, and they are bound by interests and force. In addition, they are young and have a domineering style of doing things, and they have no intention of hiding their tracks.

In less than 15 minutes, Zhang Ming walked out of a nightclub with two men covered in blood.

There were women screaming and men shouting and cursing everywhere, but no one dared to approach, the thugs lying in the nightclub were still howling, and no one wanted to break a few bones.

Zhang Ming threw the two men on the ground, thought for a while, took out the communication equipment from them, and took out the number that Cannon had left for him, and called them.

"Hey, so fast—" Da Pao had a good impression of Zhang Ming, but when he heard the noise from the microphone, he frowned. "What happened to you? Need help?"

"Hmm." Zhang Ming scratched his face, "Can you get me a car? Just big enough, no other requirements, I have some 'things' and I want you to help move it. I will pay for it."

They had only met once, and the screaming from the other end of the microphone made Cannon hesitate a bit, and he finally chose to trust his instincts.

"Tell me the address."

Zhang Ming opened the map and said the name of the next destination.

"You come here to find me, remember, the car must be big enough."

"no problem."

After finishing the communication, Zhang Ming carried the two gang bosses to the next block under the gang's jurisdiction.

Half an hour later, Cannon drove a delivery truck to the destination. There was a large casino at the end of the street, and he rarely came here at night.Randomly entering other gang territory at night may cause conflicts.

"Boss, what about others?"

"It's not a trap, is it?"

Hearing the brothers' questions, Cannon lit a cigarette: "Wait a minute." He said so, but subconsciously held the gun.

At this moment, the two doors of the casino flew out, and there were four or five men who fell to the ground together with the two doors, each of them spitting blood, struggling half-dead on the ground.

Zhang Ming walked out carrying five people with two left hands and three right hands. He turned around and saw the group of Da Pao at the end of the street, smiling.

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The smoke from Cannon's mouth fell to the ground, and he recognized the identities of the five people.

He growled at Zhang Ming who was walking over: "You are crazy! Do you know what you are doing? They each have hundreds of men, you will kill yourself, and now that I am here, you will also kill yourself I!"

Zhang Ming threw the five people behind the truck, and when he heard Cannon's worry, he turned around and patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder hard.