America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 412 - 216: Cleaning Up the Entertainment Venue

Walking down from the rooftop of the motel, the clean-up of the battlefield began, with the smog of gunpowder and the stench of blood lingering in the air.

Sieg couldn’t help but sigh, "Boss, we used so much explosives, I bet the FBI will get involved in the investigation, at the very least for stability, we need to handle the PR and public opinion properly."

"FBI? You think they’re gods or something? This is the suburbs, not downtown, the dead are Black people, not White. It’s a place where not even birds would take a crap, and have you ever heard the saying, ’Money talks’?"

The Motorcycle Gang has been involved in so much human trafficking, and the FBI doesn’t interfere, gangs can trigger their guns every day downtown, and they don’t bother to investigate. What kind of achievements can they get from a stray explosion? Will it get investigators and team leaders promotions or raises?

Allen Zhang also instructed the Beggar Gang Disciples to look for music backups to destroy, while Black downstairs was pulled aside to a scrapped vehicle and set ablaze, leaving no extraneous clues behind.

A group of people crossed the road, arriving at a tire shop devastated and strewn with broken glass, and the walls were blackened with the scorch marks left by explosions.

In the corner, they also found Black people who were hanging on by a thread. The Beggar Gang Disciples immediately aimed their weapons at them and notified the General Sect Leader, "Boss, there are some who aren’t completely dead yet."

Upon hearing this, Allen Zhang simply waved his hand dismissively, not even sparing a glance, "Take them away and deal with it."

"Roger that."

As Black was dragged away by the Beggar Gang Disciples, Allen Zhang ordered the Beggar Gang Disciples to clean up the shell casings, brought out a hose from the storefront, and began washing the bloodstains off the ground.

Seeing that the fire had ended, Blitz came down from the armored transport vehicle, holding a notebook, and began searching for the signal source of the music backups.

Next to him, Allen Zhang listened to Sieg’s report: the consumption of guns and ammunition was not too much, twenty drones were used, and there were zero casualties.

Soon, the traces on the battlefield were nearly all cleaned up. The Beggar Gang Disciples found two USB backup copies with fingerprints in the tire shop and repair shop, and handed them over to the General Sect Leader. They also found some cash.

"Destroy it all."

Allen Zhang took a glance at the USB drives, handed them to Blitz to plug into his notebook and browse the files. After confirming they were correct, they were passed on to Bailey.

Bailey took the USB drives, threw them on the ground, and smashed them into pieces.

Allen Zhang also did not take away the rolls of paper currency, which amounted to roughly five or six thousand US dollars. Of course, the General Sect Leader wouldn’t care for such a small profit, and directly ordered the Beggar Gang Disciples to divide it evenly among themselves.

The Beggar Gang Disciples were overjoyed to receive the money, their work becoming even more vigorous. Swiftly, they gathered Black together, poured gasoline over them, and with a lighted match, a roaring blaze began to burn.

"Boss, there’s a phone call."

A Beggar Gang Disciple held up a mobile phone, which was searched from a Black gang leader, showing a friend dialing from the contact list. Allen Zhang took the phone, and seeing ’boss’ as the contact name, he figured it was probably a representative of the Motorcycle Gang. He disconnected the call and threw the phone into the flames.

Turning around, he got into the car, buckled up, and instructed, "To the Underground Entertainment Venue."

They planned to strike while the iron was hot, to sweep clean all of the Motorcycle Gang’s assets in the area, pulling them up by the roots.

Sieg was in charge of driving. He started the car and accelerated away from the street. The Beggar Gang Disciples collected their gear and soon left the scene as well.

Only the burning flames remained, with the smell of charred meat filling the area.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the Underground Entertainment Venue, where they stationed across the parking lot on the adjacent street. Through the window, Allen Zhang looked at a few Black people outside, oblivious to what was happening in another area, completely unaware.

The building looked more like a warehouse with a textile factory logo hanging outside, no one would guess it housed an illegal underground gambling establishment.

From his tactical chest rig, Allen Zhang pulled out Victor, instructed Blitz to hack the cameras, to black them out and cut the power, and told the Beggar Gang Disciples to be ready to get out and act.

Sieg aimed his VSS with gun scope, already targeting the Black people outside. Through the window, he observed the movement on the second floor and saw some figures in a private room, but the glass was specially made, and nothing could be discerned from outside.

With Blitz hacking the gambling venue’s signal, the surveillance cameras went dark, all lights in the warehouse went out, and immediately, a chaotic uproar of curses and noises followed. The Black guards on duty were caught unawares.

"What’s going on? Why’d the power suddenly cut out?"

"Action!!"

Following Allen Zhang’s command, the Beggar Gang Disciples got out of the car, holding submachine guns and started shooting across the street at the Black people.

Rat-a-tat-tat-a-tat-a-tat!!!

Caught off guard, the Black people were riddled with bullets and fell to the ground.

Inside, the people heard the gunfire and panicked.

"There’s someone shooting outside!!"

"Shit! Is it the FBI!?"

"No way!"

Upstairs in the VIP private room, the Black casino manager was drinking and chatting with his subordinates, the table laden with colorful chips. There was also a dog cage with several naked White women inside, as well as out-of-towners who owed gambling debts.

As the lights downstairs went out and the noise of gunfire and commotion rose, they realized something was amiss.

The manager pushed away the woman next to him, hurriedly ordered someone to activate the backup power, and support the downstairs casino with gunfire, while he turned and ran to a compartment, entering the password on the safe.

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