Chapter 37
"How did this happen? Explain clearly."
Alex frowned deeply. Jack always pulled off some unexpected, ridiculous moves, yet he somehow ended up with the biggest gains every time. He was timid, fearful of everything, lacking in courage, ability, and presence — completely unsuited to be a gang boss. Yet through the gang wars, he had inexplicably risen straight to the top and become the boss without even knowing how it happened. It was truly astonishing.
"Alright, boss. This all started seven days ago, right after our last call.
Hehe… yo, boss, you told me to stay safe and stabilize the gang. I was scared and timid, so I tried to keep things steady, yo yo yo, che yo yo, but who would have thought…"
"Speak normally."
"Yes, boss."
"Here's what happened.
Everything started seven days ago, after I spoke with you.
I still remember that day — the ditch water in the Lower District was still black.
The sky over the Lower District was still wrapped in darkness with a bit of light.
Boss, your brilliance was like the goddess in the moon, illuminating the path ahead of me.
Boss, do you know?
There's something funny about being a gang boss. When there's trouble, the subordinates look to the boss. If the boss stays calm, the subordinates feel at ease. Half of the boss's calmness comes from pretending, and the other half actually comes from the subordinates themselves."
"Get to the point."
"Yes, boss. Because of you, I felt very reassured.
You told me to stabilize the gang and wait for you, so I did.
But inside the gang, a group of old members were unhappy with me. They thought I wasn't qualified to be the boss.
Who am I?
I'm Jack!
The righteous and loyal good guy Jack of the Lower District.
They said I wasn't qualified, so I wasn't qualified?
That's right, I really wasn't qualified, so I immediately gave the boss position to someone else. That way, things would definitely be stable.
The next day, the new boss was hacked to death by the Hell Angels!
Boss, I was so scared…"
At this point, Jack started crying.
He continued through his sobs: "Then they pushed me to become the boss again…"
"I became the boss again. I didn't dare go out on the streets, afraid of being hacked to death.
Many people in the gang had grudges against the Hell Angels. Our gang and the Hell Angels had always been enemies, and several bosses on both sides had already died. I was terrified of becoming the next one.
I didn't want to die, so I decided to call the boss of the Hell Angels to negotiate. We could divide the territories and stop fighting. If possible, I also wanted to hold a concert. I had several DJ tracks and street dances I wrote myself. I'm not bragging, but I'm sure I would become famous.
For the sake of my concert, I couldn't let the Hell Angels and my gang keep fighting randomly."
Alex's head filled with question marks. How did this suddenly turn into a concert for you?
Alex could never understand Jack's obsession with hip-hop. For the sake of this dream, the timid Jack actually dared to leave the gang headquarters and negotiate without fear of death.
"What happened next was something I never expected.
I called the boss of the Hell Angels, and he scolded me. He said if I had the guts, I should come to his headquarters and negotiate in person. Since I was known as a good person who was loyal to his brothers, he wouldn't hack me. He told me to come if I had the balls.
"Then what? You went?"
"I went."
"You weren't afraid of dying?"
"But the Hell Angels said they wouldn't hack me."
"…"
"I took two capable subordinates and went to the Hell Angels' headquarters.
At first, everything was fine. The Hell Angels wanted to kill me because I was the boss of the Broken Hand Gang. But many people said they admired my courage for daring to come to their headquarters. Plus, I had already taken out one of the previous Broken Hand bosses, so they really didn't hack me.
I told them — the Hell Angels said they wouldn't hack me, so they wouldn't. I know one of their friends who does music. They have credibility."
Alex stayed silent. Jack had survived until now purely because his luck stat was maxed out.
"I had a great talk with the boss of the Hell Angels. After I gave them seven of the Broken Hand Gang's most profitable streets, plus a portion of the prostitutes, protection fees, and nightclubs, many of the Hell Angels were very happy. They thought I was sincere. That day, I finally got to DJ at their nightclub and performed a few of my songs and dances. It was really too much fun.
In the end, thanks to my efforts, the Broken Hand Gang and the Hell Angels successfully developed a friendly relationship."
Alex's mouth twitched. At least half of the Broken Hand Gang's income — nearly four million dollars — had been handed over by Jack just like that.
Additionally, a large part of the income Jack earned as boss actually belonged to Alex.
In other words, in order to save his own skin and "stabilize" the gang, Jack had taken several million dollars of Alex's money and simply given it to the rival gang.
You really are a talent as a gang boss!
The pinnacle of talent.
So talented that my teeth are aching.
"The Broken Hand Gang members were furious. They thought I, as their boss, had betrayed them. But I remembered your instructions, boss — to stabilize the gang.
"So at that time, I put on a wise, confident expression and calmly told everyone to wait a few days and see.
Because I knew that in a few days, once you had time, boss, you would eventually take care of the Hell Angels. I have never doubted you for a second."
Alex nodded. That was correct. After dealing with Multiple, he had indeed planned to help Jack.
"But somehow, a few of my most capable subordinates said they received my hint. But I really didn't hint at anything.
Those capable subordinates secretly gathered all the information on the Hell Angels' leaders. On a dark, moonless night, they presented it to me and scared me half to death.
They said they received my silent hint again.
Actually, at that time, I was just looking out the window at the moon, smoking a cigarette, and said one line: 'The wind is rising.'
I swear, I was thinking of lyrics at the time.
For some reason, my subordinates gathered people and secretly launched a night raid on the Hell Angels' leaders, hacking them all to death.
It was too fucking scary. In just two days, the entire Hell Angels gang was wiped out by our Broken Hand Gang.
Now we're taking over the Hell Angels' territory.
There's been a lot of chaos. Dozens of streets are fighting and killing each other.
Our Broken Hand Gang has suddenly become the largest gang in the Lower District by territory."
"So that's how you became the biggest gang boss in the Lower District? What about Slisen Street and Pomo Port? Did the Broken Hand Gang take those too?"
"Yes, those two small places were taken very early. My subordinates said the boss of Pomo Port fled to Thailand overnight. I sent people on a speedboat to chase them. What's wrong?"
Alex felt a surge of frustration in his chest. He was speechless.
It turned out that his Undercover Number One had been chased all the way to Thailand by Jack's men, and Number Two had also been caught in the crossfire and had his legs broken by Jack's subordinates.
Jack, you are fucking outstanding!
The king of show-offs.
So talented that my teeth are sour.
"No need to chase him anymore," Alex gave the order helplessly. Who could have predicted that Jack would suddenly become the overlord of the Lower District? Jack's operations were incomprehensible to normal people.
"Got it, boss."
"But boss, what should I do? I've already become the biggest gang boss in the Lower District. They say I'm far-sighted, righteous and loyal, good to my subordinates, charismatic, confident, persuasive, passionate, optimistic, convincing, popular, sociable, and a trustworthy boss. Many young people have joined the gang because they admire me."
"The original first and second gangs are very unhappy with me. They think I stole their thunder. But I didn't want this either. The territories of the Broken Hand Gang and the Hell Angels combined make us the largest in the Lower District. What can I do?"
"Should I give some territory to them? Boss, I always feel like they want to kill me!"
"I'm so scared. What should I do?"
Alex thought for a moment and said, "Send me all the information on the gangs in the Lower District. I want detailed data."
"Since that's the case, I will support you in ruling the Lower District!"
"Huh?"
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