Shadow Empire

Chapter 68 Killer

But in the end, Mr. Jobaf did not immediately look for a killer, but instead called Cohen, a senior official of the Camille Gang.

Cohen and Mr. Jobaf are from the same state, so they are half-fellow villagers. It was also because of Mr. Jobaf's help that he successfully climbed to the position of a senior official in the Camille Gang.

In the Federation, and even in this world, whether it is politics, capital, or gangs, if you want to climb up, you must have financial support.

Especially in gangs, if you want to have greater influence and more people to support you, you must give people real benefits so that you can recruit more people.

The two men have always kept in touch, although Mr. Jobaf's relationship with the Camille gang is ordinary.

When Cohen received the call from Mr. Joebaff, he was lying in a chair. A girl was kneeling in front of him. He tilted his head back and squinted his eyes slightly. "Mr. Joe, is there anything you can do for me?"

"Mr. Joe" is his special way of addressing Mr. Joebaff, which makes him seem cordial and familiar.

Mr. Jobaf glanced at the receiver in his hand and thought it was a bit ridiculous. "If you are busy, I can call you later."

"busy?"

"No, no, no, I'm not busy at all. My hands are free!"

"What gives me the honor to help you?" Cohen asked with a hint of meaning.

In the past, most of their contacts were through the assistant, or even the assistant's nephew, and Mr. Chobaff tried not to contact him directly.

This is actually quite normal. One is considered... an upper-class person among the imperial immigrants, and the other is a notorious gang leader. Even if there is a connection between these two people, it cannot be a direct connection.

After all, for Mr. Jobaf, his goal is to squeeze into the upper class of the Federation, not to lie in the sewer.

At least before he truly entered the upper class of the Federation, he had to try his best to keep himself free of any stains.

Gangster banker, this is obviously the worst interpretation, mark.

So he rarely contacted Cohen in person. This approach was reasonable and appropriate, but it inevitably made Cohen a little unhappy.

Maybe he was still a poor boy and wouldn't feel uncomfortable when he was sponsored by Mr. Jobaf at the beginning.

But as his status in the gang grew, he gradually realized that even though he was a senior cadre, he still did not get the respect of Mr. Qiaobaf.

This complex emotion will slowly settle, ferment, and amplify.

Mr. Jobaf could hear the meaning behind Cohen's words and cursed in his heart, but he still held his temper and said, "I'm in trouble."

Cohen pressed the girl's head to make her go deeper. "If you have any questions, you can tell me directly. This is the reward for your support over the years."

"Jimmy."

"Jimmy?"

Cohen was stunned for a moment, "Jimmy from the Brotherhood?"

"Well, that's him."

Cohen, who originally wanted to make some money by helping others, felt that this matter was not going to be easy. "What did he do to you?"

Mr. Qiaobafu was silent for a while, "He blackmailed me several times, and today he came and took away 30,000 yuan from me."

Cohen couldn't help but feel an indescribable emotion when he heard this. "Mr. Qiao, everyone says you have millions of assets. It's just 30,000 yuan. There's no need to argue with a bunch of lunatics."

"You may not know much about Jimmy and the Brothers. They were the most famous gang of kids in the port area. Almost all of them were either from single-parent families or orphans. They were used to doing things without restraint."

"Honestly, if you're talking about someone else, I might be able to help you with something. But if it's Jimmy from the Brotherhood, I think the best I can do is to help you make an appointment to talk to him."

"You talk to him, not me."

The child gang problem in the Golden City Port area was once reported in the Federal Daily News, which was reported in several issues in a row, and the first and last issues were both front-page headlines.

The problem at the port is complicated because there are sailors and travelers from all over the world who need to vent after a long voyage, so there are a lot of women providing corresponding services here.

Some are professional. They provide services to these people in specialized places in an organized and disciplined manner and have a complete set of procedures to eliminate dangers.

But there are also some people who are short of money and come here occasionally to do it, and they have no preparation or awareness in this regard at all.

Coupled with the lack of organized streetwalkers, the situation in the port area is very complicated, and there will always be people who get shot accidentally. Every year, many babies are abandoned here. No one knows who their mothers are, but most people can guess that their fathers are definitely not locals.

These children were taken away and raised by welfare homes.

Federal law allows child labor, and these children, who have to work from a young age, learn to form gangs early on and soon form a force in the port area.

Even now, it still exists, but as the economy improves, the child gang problem has hurt the fragile hearts of the federal people, so the media doesn't report it much.

It's not that they don't exist, it's just that they are not reported, so people think these things no longer happen, but they actually still exist.

The Brotherhood is a gang founded on the Child Gang. Almost all its members are ruthless and aggressive characters, otherwise they would not be alive today.

These people have no family and grew up under the discriminatory gaze of others, so they do things without any scruples and are unscrupulous.

Even the police sometimes find it difficult to deal with the situation, as they never hide the fact that they kill police officers, unlike other gangs which may also eliminate some police officers, but basically it is only a last resort.

And they are just like that, without any worries, as long as they feel the need.

So when it comes to these people, Cohen not only doesn't want to make money, he doesn't even want to care about them.

His attitude almost made Mr. Jobaf so angry that he cursed out, "Do I need you to make an appointment if I want to talk to him?"
But he had to stay calm at this time. He took two deep breaths and said, "So I was blackmailed for nothing?"

Cohen said with a smile, "Mr. Joe, you wear expensive and decent clothes to go in and out of high-class occasions, while they are just mud lackeys rolling in the mud. You are so rich, there is no need to take risks for 30,000 yuan. It is not worth it."

"If it doesn't work out, you can move to other nearby cities. The Brotherhood is different from other gangs. They can only have some influence in the port area of ​​Jingang City, but not much."

"And as I just said, Mr. Qiao, you have millions of dollars. If a problem can be solved with tens of thousands of dollars, why bother?"

His words and deeds showed his attitude of wanting him to keep quiet. Mr. Jobaf took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I understand."

"Then..." Cohen hadn't finished his words. He looked at the phone in his hand which only had a busy tone, cursed a few words, and began to focus on the things in front of him.

In the office, Mr. Qiaobaf became more and more angry. Is it his fault that he has money?

No, it is right to have money in the Federation.

The mistake was that he was rich, but he didn't show the difficulty that a rich man should have. He looked at his assistant and said, "This matter must have a satisfactory result for me. Find a killer, give him money, and let him kill Jimmy."

"I don't want the 60,000 yuan, but I have to pay it forward!"

The assistant knew that he was now in a state of panic. After careful consideration, he decided to respect his choice. "I will find a reliable killer. How much are you willing to pay for this?"

Mr. Jobaf's mouth twitched, "Within one... twenty thousand dollars."

The assistant left quickly, he had to protect Mr. Jobaf because only in this way would he be valuable.

He found his nephew and said, "Within 20,000 yuan, find a killer to kill Jimmy from the Brotherhood, and I will have someone give you the photo."

The assistant's nephew, who was thirty years old and had been doing some of Mr. Jobaf's dirty work, nodded repeatedly and then left.

He had his channels, and soon he found someone who was willing to do it, an imperial deserter who had just smuggled in.

In order to pay back the money to the snakehead as soon as possible and not let his family in the empire be implicated, he had to earn 1,200 yuan as soon as possible, and this business was just right for him.

The other party was willing to give him five thousand dollars and provide a weapon, and he only needed to kill one person.

He killed several people on the battlefield, and this kind of work was particularly easy.

He agreed without even thinking about it.

He spent a week preparing for this matter. He gave a deposit of 2,000 yuan out of 5,000 yuan, gave 1,200 yuan to the snakehead, and sent 500 yuan back home. He spent most of the remaining 300 yuan during this week before starting to prepare for the work.

In his words, if he died and still had some money left, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
He has been wandering around the port area during this period of time and has roughly figured out Jimmy's movement route. Today will be Jimmy's last day in this world.

Thinking of this, he took out the bottle of wine in his arms and took a sip.

The wine in the Federation is the real wine, what he drank in the Empire is the fucking shit!
He touched the weapon in his arms, pushed the door open, and the sunshine that was coming towards him was like a new life that was about to open its arms to him...

(End of this chapter)