"In other words, this is fake news?"
"I don't know if it's fake or not, but Morgery's death is definitely not an accident."
"Is the LA gang completely controlled by the England gang now?"
"Most of them are. There are still a few streets that aren't completely controlled, but the original rulers of those streets have already been defeated. They're not far from complete control."
"Give me the details of the England gang."
"This information is expensive, very expensive."
"How much?"
"One million dollars. If you can afford it, I'll even tell you what color underwear their boss is wearing today."
Chen Zhao swiped one million dollars.
"You don't have to tell me what color underwear their boss is wearing today."
"No, I mean what I say," the boss said firmly.
"When can I get the information I want?"
"It'll take some time."
"How long? I'm very busy. Or you can organize the information and send it to my email. "
"Thirty minutes."
"So fast?"
Chen Zhao had thought that it would take at least a few days.
He didn't think that it would only be thirty minutes.
Was this some time?
"I could give it to you immediately, but I have to get the information on what color underwear the boss of the England gang is wearing today."
Chen Zhao's face darkened. The boss laughed out loud. "I'm just kidding. Just give me a few minutes. I'll organize the documents."
A few minutes later, the boss printed the documents and handed them to Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao was about to leave when the boss suddenly called him.
"Sir."
"What is it?"
"I don't know what you're planning to do with these documents. Maybe you're planning to take revenge for Morgery, but you better be careful. The England gang is a bit abnormal."
"Abnormal? What's abnormal? "
"They're a group of extremely vicious thugs," the boss said meaningfully.
"Isn't that normal? I never expected them to be kindergarteners."
"No, you don't understand what I mean. They are very good at killing, and they are very bloodthirsty. They are far more cruel than normal gangs."
The shop owner looked at the calm Chen Zhao and said, "Maybe you have some extraordinary ability, but you should still remember my words, especially the core members of the England gang. They have committed many terrible crimes in Ohio and the border cities of the Maple Leaf Kingdom. They have also been attacked by professional mercenaries, but in the end, they were unscathed. The mercenaries who attacked them have now disappeared."
"Thank you for your kind reminder." Smiling, Chen Zhao walked out of the gun shop.
The owner watched as Chen Zhao left. That guy was too confident.
Could it be that the other party really had something special about him?
Or could it be that his information had slipped away?
The shop owner typed Chen Zhao's name into his computer.
Chen Zhao had never told him his name.
But the signature on the credit card receipt was.
"Boss."
The shop owner had been seriously searching for information on Chen Zhao.
Suddenly hearing the sound of Chen Zhao's return, he was startled.
"Why did you come back?"
"Don't try to find my information, and don't keep it. After all, I already investigated you before buying information from you. You don't want me to spend ten million dollars to kill you and your family, right?"
Fine. The shop owner shrugged helplessly. "Sir, you misunderstood."
"Regardless, I don't want this misunderstanding to happen again."
"I promise," the shop owner said sincerely. "There won't be a next time."
He knew that some people were very dangerous.
For example, they would use a fruit knife to cut open their carotid artery while they were sleeping.
Or, they would use a lot of money to hire someone to cut open their carotid artery with a fruit knife, so much that even they would be tempted.
Therefore, for the safety of his family, the shop owner decided to erase all evidence of Chen Zhao's visit.
"It's nice to talk to smart people. Goodbye."
"Goodbye, sir."
The shop owner sent Chen Zhao to the car.
Only when Chen Zhao's sports car left his sight did the shop owner's expression change.
They didn't have to face bullets in their line of work.
However, the danger was no less than the professions fighting on the front lines.
There weren't many ways to reduce the danger. One of them was to put away one's curiosity.
Curiosity would kill people like them.
Don't investigate people you shouldn't investigate.
You'd really die.
The shop owner dared to sell information about the English gang.
That was because most people in the underworld knew about the English gang.
The most he could provide was more secretive information.
So, even if the English gang was attacked, they wouldn't know who sold them.
There were too many people in LA who had information about them and were selling them.
The shop owner wasn't the first person to have information about the English gang.
But people like Chen Zhao were different.
That kind of extravagant style was indeed very charming when it came to paying the bill.
However, if he paid the assassins, it wouldn't be so fun.
Moreover, the shop owner didn't just feel that Chen Zhao was rich.
He also sensed danger from Chen Zhao.
In fact, during their entire conversation, the shop owner had been hiding one hand under the table.
There was a rifle stuck under the table.
Thankfully, the thing he was worried about didn't happen.
After Chen Zhao returned home, he took out the information he'd bought.
However, the first thing was what color underwear the boss of the English gang was wearing today.
Chen Zhao thought for a long time. Should he hire someone to kill the shop owner?
But after some thought, he decided not to. That bastard wasn't worth that much money.
Milo Tanzik Williams, the boss of the English gang.
He wasn't old, only 33 years old.
But he'd controlled the English gang for a long time, 16 years.
Since he was 17, he'd taken over the English gang from his father.
In 16 years, he'd replaced all the elders from his father's era.
More accurately, all the elders from his father's era had gone missing, including his father.
Chen Zhao had to admit that Milo Tanzik Williams was really ruthless.
He was even like this to his father.
There was no direct evidence that he'd done it.
But some things didn't need evidence.
However, when Chen Zhao read the following content, his expression changed.
There was indeed something wrong with the English gang.
Not only was there something wrong, but it was a concentration camp for lunatics.
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