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Chapter 372

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"Did something happen?"

Li Mochen put away the antenna of the mobile phone and returned to his seat from the back of the school bus. William, who was sitting on the other side, looked over with a puzzled expression. "Ammo, did something happen?"

He was gradually unable to understand this buddy. He felt that he was becoming more and more mysterious and distant.

However, when he thought about how Li Mochen already had a net worth of hundreds of millions just from the endorsement fees, William felt relieved. The life of a billionaire was, of course, different from that of ordinary people.

Moreover, he could still feel Li Mochen's respect for him.

"Some small matters."

Li Mochen did not intend to talk about this kind of business dispute in front of William. It was difficult to explain it clearly.

"Let's continue our previous topic. William, you just said that the war between the Blood Fang Gang and the Hell Skeletons has escalated, right?"

"Wow, it's not just an upgrade. It can be described as a 'bloody battle.' "You know, ever since Longwei was confirmed to have fallen into the hands of the demon wolf Fenrir, the Hell Skeletons made a comeback. "At that time, they were still very restrained. But after the magic tower array was activated, they went completely crazy."

William's face was full of distress. "Can you imagine? There are thirty gunfights over there in a day. Three resettlement buildings in the entire Wanderer Street have been shot into sieves. They even used rockets. "Even the place where I used to live was hit by sieves yesterday. Fortunately, my family has moved out now."

— — Nathan Sports Group also valued him very much. They sponsored a house for him near the Unicorn Apartments. William had already moved in with his family. Fortunately, he was spared from a disaster.

"It's really crazy."

Li Mochen was a little surprised. He had not been concerned about the things over there recently. However, Jeremy Potter had mentioned the war between the Hell Skeletons and the Blood Fang Gang, as well as the gangs in the south of the city, to him. On the side of the unicorn apartment, one could occasionally hear gunshots and explosions.

The problem was that the gunshots and explosions had started since he came to this world. Li Mochen was already used to it.

It was only when William mentioned it that he realized how serious the situation was.

Lina was surprised too. "Don't the police department and the FBI care?"

She was not stupid enough to ask the devil tower committee why they did not divide the area of the battle. Temporarily severing space also cost a lot of money.

Generally, Atlanta's Magic Tower Committee would not pay attention to a war with less than ten Outlaws. At present, the whole city was covered with an anti-magic force field, so the Magic Tower Committee didn't have to worry about large-scale casualties.

"Of course. In a month's time, we've already arrested more than 700 people, including many cadres. However, it was useless. The few communities over there were full of people. They can easily hire more people and a large number of guns with just a little money. "

William shrugged. "The situation has worsened. The leaders of two gangs and a few of their mid-level officers have been beaten to death in the past few days. Therefore, both sides had already replaced new big shots, but it was even more impossible for them to retreat now. "This is already a blood feud. If they stop now, they won't be able to explain to their brothers below. They will be scolded as cowards and shot in the back by the people below."

The two Bosses of Hell Skeleton and Blood Fang were dead?

Li Mochen's expression suddenly became incomparably solemn. He thought to himself, why didn't Jeremy Burt report such an important matter to him?

But then he realized that Jeremy didn't deliberately ignore the matter, but he didn't think it was important enough to report to him.

For the rapidly rising Xuri Company, these local gangs were no longer a threat. At present, there were only seven stores of Xuri Electronics Retail Company in the south city. They were all located in the prosperous areas of the south, under the focus of the police department. With the deterrent of the Blood Hand being defeated in a month, no one dared to provoke them in front of their doors.

After acquiring the Georgia Post, Li Mochen's influence seeped into the media and politics, which made the gangs even more afraid to provoke him. The two sides were no longer on the same level.

Therefore, every time Jeremy gave him a work report, he would only mention a few words when it came to the business of the few stores in the south city.

Due to the continuous gang wars, the business there was currently the worst. Although the Xuri Company's promotional activities in the south city were also very sincere, the highest sales of these seven stores in a day was only a little more than nine million.

But Li Mochen's perspective was not limited to his own business. He felt that under the surface of the City of Atlanta, there were a few dark hands fiddling with the current situation.

The Inhumans, the Dragon Witch Cult, the Demon Wolf Fenrir, and the gangs — Li Mochen felt that the people and forces behind these people and forces were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.

Someone was plotting something here, and they were secretly playing games and fighting. The current existence that stirred up the wind and rain in the City of Atlanta might just be the pawns.

Li Mochen did not continue to think about this problem. He had too little information at hand, and there was no way he could analyze it.

But regarding the situation with the gangs, he had to make two calls later to let Jeremy Burt and Ms. Drew pay attention to it.



At half past one in the afternoon, Linden College's bus arrived at the Storm Stadium on time.

Just like when Li Mochen participated in the inter-state individual competition, when he was still half a kilometer away from the stadium, both sides of the street were already surging with people. The slogans were deafening, but they were polarized.

The left side of the street could be said to be a scenery line. It was full of Li Mochen's fans, and young women accounted for 70% of them. Placards with the words "Lucky André, you will be invincible," "André, you will always be my dream lover," and so on were eye-catching.

The crowd on the right was a little smaller, but it was more imposing. Other than the signs that said 'Dog Sh * t', 'Trash', 'You're a Swindler', and 'You're Definitely Going to Lose Today', these people were shouting in unison, "Cheater! Cheater! Cheater! Cheater!”

The roar was earth-shattering, suppressing the cheers of Li Mochen's fans.

"Are these the gamblers who lost again?"

Angela's expression suddenly became very ugly. In fact, the situation on both sides of the street made her unhappy. But in contrast, the situation on the right side of the street concerned her more.

She thought to herself, how can people be so stupid? At this time, do they still believe that Ammo's consecutive victories in the arena were the result of manipulation?

"They just don't want to accept reality because they lost too much."

Carl Holden shrugged and said, "But in the previous matches, they didn't have so many people, and Ammo's fans had the advantage. This time, major TV stations and newspapers have spread the news, and the experienced commentators and critics also think that Linden College will definitely lose. This makes them very excited, thinking that they can finally see the lucky André suffer a setback, and they can celebrate tonight — "

In the past few inter-state competitions that Li Mochen participated in, Carl accompanied him throughout the whole process, so he knew the situation.

"Celebrate?"

The corner of Angela's mouth twitched, and then she said no more. But beside her, Lina noticed that her young mistress's little chest was slightly heaving up and down, obviously angry.

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