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But even the most terrifying organization is still made up of people. If enough of their lower-level employees are killed, orders can no longer be passed down, work can no longer be carried out, and even power can no longer leave the toilet, then even the largest organization will collapse.
Moreover, this isn't his only backup plan.
Mo Jiang took out his phone and tapped a few times, quickly finding the information he wanted.
He laughed as he jumped off the rooftop. The hundred-meter-tall building gradually slowed its descent during the rapid fall, disappearing from everyone's sight the moment it hit the ground.
Two hours later.
In a VIP room at the hospital, a wealthy man who had just received a death certificate due to a car accident stared in shock at his own body and hands, as well as at the Asian man standing before him whose hands emitted a pure white light.
Mo Jiang smiled and asked the wealthy man in front of him.
"Interested in making a deal?"
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Author's note: Thank you to [Feibai], [Haibin], [Yingzui], [Bujin], and [Boy] for their donations.
98. God's second son wants to establish a new Wo Luen Sheng!
VIP ward on the top floor of a private hospital in Chicago.
The smell of disinfectant was barely suppressed by expensive fragrances, but it couldn't mask the eerie atmosphere of death and rebirth permeating the air.
John Harrington, the rising tycoon who has made his mark in Chicago's financial world, is incredulously patting his chest.
Just minutes before, his electrocardiogram showed a hopeless flat line, and the doctor pronounced him dead.
The final outcome of a meticulously planned [accidental car accident].
His adversaries, or rather his murderers, are probably already celebrating with champagne.
And now he is not only alive, but he feels better than ever before.
Broken ribs, ruptured internal organs, intracranial hemorrhage... all the fatal injuries disappeared as if they had never happened.
Only the dried bloodstains on their clothes, the lifelines on the medical equipment that had started beating again, and the doctor and bodyguard lying unconscious on the floor of the room testified to the harrowing experience that had just taken place.
No, Harrington could tell from the wide-open eyes of the bodyguards and doctors that they were not unconscious.
But they seemed to have lost control of their bodies, lying on the ground unable to move an inch.
His gaze was fixed on the Asian youth in front of the hospital bed.
The other person was dressed in ordinary casual clothes, with a calm expression, and even a hint of fatigue.
But those eyes were as deep as a still, dark lake, and the miracle that had just overturned his worldview seemed to have been done casually by the other party.
"you……"
Harrington's voice was hoarse, trembling with the shock of survival and immense confusion, "What did you do?"
“A preliminary step in the transaction.” Mo Jiang’s voice was calm, as if he were discussing the weather. “Now that you’ve been temporarily pulled back from the brink of death, are you interested in discussing the details of the transaction?”
Harrington wasn't stupid. Having climbed to his current position, he knew all too well that there's no such thing as a free lunch, especially not this kind of illogical "lunch."
How may I help you?
Harrington did not place himself in a relatively equal position as a "trader." He adopted a very humble posture, knowing full well that when facing someone who could take down eight bodyguards in an unknown way and pull him back from the brink of death, it was only right to be humble.
"You must have a lot of people in your circle who need [special medical resources], right? Help me advertise for them. No need to hide it. You can even use the surveillance footage from the ward as evidence."
“Ask them if they are interested in building a medical laboratory.”
……
After leaving the hospital, Mo Jiang did not go straight back to Golden Wind, but instead went to a building and ran to the rooftop to get some fresh air.
After last night's killings, he now needs a more peaceful mindset to face what comes next.
Working as a gangster at the bottom of society is definitely not a viable path for Mo Jiang; he needs to find another way out.
This path involves engaging in religion and climbing the social ladder.
The United States is a country rife with cults. The rampant drug problem, rampant gun crime, and the chaotic situation of ethnic divisions provide a suitable environment for cults to thrive.
Even in this country, there are various preferential policies for religion.
Those charlatans can become successful through religion, so there's no reason why someone who genuinely works with holy light should be inferior to those fakes.
Thinking of the Holy Light, Mo Jiang couldn't help but look at his right hand, recalling the experience of saving Harrington, who had already been given a "death sentence" by the doctor.
It was a very magical feeling.
In the doctor's eyes, the wealthy man was already medically dead, but according to the [Holy Light]'s assessment, there was still a possibility of saving him.
Mo Jiang didn't know what principle this judgment was based on, but when he had that feeling, he subconsciously used holy light to try to "pull the rich man back".
It was very difficult for him to pull, and his injuries were on a completely different level from those of Sun Ke and the others.
But the wealthy man actually came back to life, which greatly surprised Mo Jiang.
He originally planned to find someone to demonstrate his healing abilities and showcase his extraordinary skills in order to attract sponsorship.
This way, whether he collaborates with others to develop the extraordinary or actually starts a new Crusade, he has enough options.
But Mo Jiang himself did not expect that the power of the Holy Light was so strong that it could even save people who had been given a death notice.
However, doing so would definitely consume a lot of resources.
Mo Jiang's mental energy was released like water being released from a dam, consuming more than 80% of it before he could barely pull the wealthy man back.
Name: Mo Jiang
[Physique: 2.1]
【Spirit: 2.8】
[Internal Strength: 3.1]
Having experienced the frenzied battle last night, Mo Jiang pushed his internal energy and mental strength to their limits, resulting in a significant improvement.
At the same time, Mo Jiang also realized something: the increase in the numbers on the panel was not as simple as he had imagined.
The reference point for 1 point of physique is not the average human level, but rather his own physical standard before he gained the ability to travel through time.
However, a constitution level of 2.1 corresponds to far more than just twice the previous constitution level.
The improvement of attributes is not a simple multiple increase, but an exponential increase.
After unleashing his full power in the frenzied slaughter last night, Mo Jiang finally realized the true level of his combat ability when facing a horde of gunmen.
To put it simply, in a street battle within the city, no matter how many people come, he might not win, but he definitely won't die.
Unless the area where he is located is subjected to heavy bombardment.
"It's like trying to get something from a tiger."
Mo Jiang sighed deeply. If he had a choice, he would rather continue down the path of the underworld.
But the consequences of last night's frenzied massacre have forced him to consider cooperating with those people.
The chaebols are the unsung heroes of this country; even the president has to defer to them.
Only in this way can he avoid being besieged by the army because of what happened last night.
Only with chaebols can he get what he wants.
He needs all kinds of modern supplies, weapons, and even gold.
But he also possesses something that the wealthy and powerful cannot resist: holy light.
Or……
Immortality!
Those capitalists and the powerful are more afraid of death than ordinary people because they have enjoyed everything and want more.
Those who hold power in every era ultimately crave a healthy body and a long life.
So when Mo Jiang displayed his holy light, he gave those people a signal.
Superpower 2: The Umbrella Warmer - Lu Liu II - Does exist!
eternal life……
It may not even exist!
They would try to control or even imprison Mo Jiang, and they would also flock to provide him with funds and supplies.
The difference between the former and the latter needs to make those people realize just how strong Mo Jiang's fighting power really is.
99. Mojiang: My chances of fighting the US are 70/30!
"That's basically the situation."
Inside Sun Ke's hotel, Mo Jiang stretched and told the members of Golden Wind about the series of events that had occurred since last night.
"Because of yesterday's issue, my reaction was a little too strong, and I expect it will make international news."
"To be honest, if I were to fight the entire country, the outcome would probably be around 30/70. I definitely wouldn't be able to protect you. So I directly demonstrated my extraordinary power and sought cooperation with capital."
Roland clicked his tongue in amazement, "You actually have a 70% chance of winning? Boss, are you that strong?"
"What are you thinking?" Mo Jiang rolled his eyes. "The 70% chance of winning belongs to the US. My 30% chance is due to my own unique circumstances."
Mo Jiang was well aware of his own limitations; his chances of winning lay in his extraordinary physical abilities, along with his ability to travel through portals and his inventory.
His foundation is not in this world, and the United States cannot carry out a cross-world manhunt against him. If a conflict were to actually occur, the United States could be said to be the one being attacked.
In this way, Mojiang's chances of winning would be 30%.
Because this country is large and powerful enough, it is not an easy task to defeat it.
"That's pretty strong too."
Sun Ke and the others could naturally understand the meaning of "30/70": Mo Jiang only had a 30% chance of winning, but as an individual, having a 30% chance of winning against the world's most powerful country meant that no one could say Mo Jiang was weak.
"Alright, let's forget about win rates for now and talk about your issues."
Mo Jiang looked at the members of Golden Wind, or more precisely, at the two high school students, Sun Ke and Roland, and said, "You will continue to manage Golden Wind. In the next few days, many people will come to you. Just tell them what they want to know."
“A wealthy man named Harrington will come. If he gives me money, I'll accept it. Half of it will be used to keep the organization running, and the other half will be used to buy gold.”
"If you bring people over, tell them to wait a few days. There are still goods in the warehouse. You can distribute them to the people in the community free of charge, as a benefit."
"The rest will proceed as usual, but anyone who dares to sell drugs nearby will be killed on the spot."
Sun Ke frowned, not because of anything else, but because managing Golden Wind from now on would be a difficult task.
The real headache comes from the fact that Golden Wind has to transform from a gang into a religious organization because of Mojiang's existence.
Because Sun Ke knew very well that this troublesome task would only be done by him.
As for Mojiang?
His current demeanor clearly indicates that he's abandoning his responsibilities.
"Boss, what are you going to do?"
Upon hearing this question, Mo Jiang did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked out the window, his gaze seemingly penetrating the barriers of space to see the intelligence agencies and military units that had been mobilized.
"Go and improve yourself."
I am still too weak. Although I have the healing ability of Holy Light, which can attract the wealthy and powerful, and also makes the military hesitant to act against me.
But the capitalists themselves are not to be trusted; they may very well be hoping to send Mo Jiang into a laboratory to analyze the source of his extraordinary abilities.
Therefore, cooperating with capitalists and powerful figures is merely a stopgap measure to buy some safe time.
What Mo Jiang really needs to do is to go to the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber to collect all kinds of rare and precious materials to improve the Nine Yang Divine Skill and Holy Light.
When he becomes stronger, even if he can't stand on equal footing with the US military, Mojiang will still be able to set a new world standard.
After making the arrangements, Mo Jiang didn't linger and simply pushed open the door, leaving this world.
Two hours later, two intelligence agents quietly sneaked into Sun Ke's hotel without alerting anyone. After a thorough search, they put everything back in its original place and erased all traces of their presence.
The final report to superiors was that the target was missing.
Meanwhile, Harrington is carrying out a bloody revenge against his enemies, and the video footage from his hospital room is beginning to circulate throughout America's wealthy circles.
Soon, the troops that were supposed to set off to capture Mo Jiang received orders from their superiors to suspend all capture missions and enter a standby phase.