I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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Back in the car, he ran over the debris from the barricades, causing the vehicle to sway and bounce. Only then did he tear off the rag stuffed in his collar and begin wiping the boning knife.

Suddenly, a message came through the communicator, and Mei couldn't help but ask a question.

"Du Jue, are you rich? You didn't turn off the smoke from beginning to end. That's so extravagant."

Mei's words were full of envy, and she even sat down next to Du Jue and started smoking.

"I'm not interested in money."

Du Jue picked up the communicator, glanced at it, and immediately put it down, simply because it was a distress text message from Park Hui.

Please, stop this! Save my sister!

63

Chapter 63 The Depreciation Gang.

Which gang should we visit?

Only after the smoke mask was removed and the body stopped emitting smoke did Mei stop approaching.

"This matter is handled by the US, I heard it's called the Depreciation Gang, right?"

"I think so. I heard they specialize in scrap and secondhand goods. Even rats from the neighborhood go there to sell their stolen goods, so the quality should be pretty good."

While their attention was drawn, Du quickly pulled out his communicator.

[Stop asking: What do you mean by "I'll save your sister"?]

[Park Hoi: Dude, you're the only reliable and capable person I can find right now. The neighborhood watch just messaged me saying Smiling Face is in my area.]

[Park Hoi: I can't very well tell Boss Kyung-mi I'm worried my sister might be harmed and ask him to come over. I don't trust the other gang members either. I hope you can go check on her right away. Don't worry, you won't have to go for nothing.]

[Avoid this: You're really willing to give me your address so easily?]

Du Jue thought of Pianjiang and Oakes's matter. Gang members can cooperate in things like fighting and crime, but they have to be careful when it comes to family matters, even if a stray dog ​​values ​​loyalty.

[Park Hoi: I can tell. I'm actually quite good at guarding the gate; I can almost tell what kind of guys they are just by glancing at them.]

[Refrain from asking: Oh, so what kind of person am I? Aren't you afraid I'll have designs on your sister now?]

[Park Hoi: Kyungmi and Zulu don't understand you at all. You don't really care about anything; you just do what you want to do, and no one can change you.]

[Park Hoi: So, buddy, the reason I didn't tell Kyungmi about you meeting the Axe Gang was because I didn't want to offend you. Consider this a favor I owe you, okay?]

I felt like I was being indirectly insulted, but since there was no evidence, I agreed before Park sent more pleas.

After all, no one knew better than him where Smiling Face was going.

[Park Hoi: I've sent you the address. You don't need to go in. My sister is shy. If Xiao Mian really comes to my house, then you can take her away.]

Avoid putting away your communicator and focusing your attention back on casual, smiling conversation.

"When I was interrogating them before, I heard that this Depreciation Gang has some strange hobbies. It seems that they are into love triangles."

Old Wang's slightly exaggerated tone successfully drew the attention of the other three people in the carriage.

"They're the kind of people who don't discriminate between men and women, they can be with whomever they want, there's no limit to the number of people they can be with, and their gangs are constantly embroiled in relationship disputes."

Jin immediately spoke with disdain.

"It's just a pathetic way for the weak to comfort each other. For me, I'm already satisfied just to see a clean white sheet of paper being folded in half, and the unfolding of a folding fan makes my blood boil."

It's really strange. At least I can understand the fetish of the "Folding Fan Club," but I really can't understand how anyone could be sexually aroused by folding fans. What kind of paper fetish is this?

Even the smiling Wang Hemei turned her head away and refused to look at Jin.

The vehicle stopped again.

"Du Jue, I won't say anything more. I hope your first gang activity in Smiling Face goes well. Now, let's go our separate ways."

"The rest of the gang members are at other alley entrances. When it's almost time, I'll call them to bring the refrigerated truck over."

Looking out, there are huge mountains of garbage. This is probably the headquarters of the Depreciation Gang, as there are large groups of people at the entrance.

They avoided being found wearing worn-out and outdated clothes, deliberately washed and dried to a crisp, with rough tears at the edges, exuding a retro and old-fashioned vibe.

"Hey, who are you! And you're wearing masks to try and scare me?"

"Darling, that's a smile!"

Immediately, a woman dressed in a plain dress covered in scratches came forward to greet him and inquired about the purpose of the king's visit in a fawning manner.

"Hehe, we're just here to pay a visit to the local gang. After all, we hunted in your territory a few days ago, which is indeed against the rules."

"No, no, I'll go inform the gang leader right away, please wait a moment."

"No need, let's go see him ourselves."

Bang!

Before the woman could speak, the hammer-shaped pipe slammed into her face, the terrifying force causing her head to explode, leaving only a headless corpse.

"One serving of whole meat, head removed."

"No!! You bastard, how dare you kill my lover!"

"Damn it, today is our wedding anniversary!"

"If she dies, I won't live either!"

"Fuck you, you should kill my boyfriend!"

Du Jue also felt that this scene was somewhat cruel, but the various angry roars from the gang members behind him made him lose his composure, and he even charged forward without fear of his reputation.

What a psycho.

At the entrance to the garbage station, only a emaciated man crouched down, covering his head, too frightened to move.

Despite their excited smiles as they cooked, the three of them walked up to the skinny guy.

"Hey, are you in the depreciation gang too?"

"No! No!"

“The secondhand medicines they sold me were all fake. I even saw them find a patient with a cold and put their cold medicine on it.”

These words immediately extinguished any sympathy Du Jue had for the Depreciation Gang. It turned out they were selling fake medicine, and using such idiotic methods to promote it—they were simply insane.

None of the urban gangs deserve sympathy.

"What's wrong with you? You look so sick you're skin and bones."

"Um, I, I'm not sick."

"Why are you taking medicine if you're not sick?!"

Du Jue turned around and saw that the three of them were almost finished, so he lost interest in asking any further questions and gestured for him to leave.

"Thank you, sir. May I take the medicine with me?"

Then Du Jue saw that this guy had taken all the canned endorphins from the trash can.

So this is the medicine? It's actually a poison for dogs! Du Jue sighed, too lazy to waste any more words with these guys. Then, white smoke expanded from his mouth into a mask, and the white smoke gradually spread in front of the gang members who came to reinforce him.

The boning knife was drawn, and the man died cleanly and swiftly.

Many members went mad because their loved ones were killed, and they completely ignored the power of the Smiling Face.

To prevent people from standing next to the giant electronic scales and watching with smiles as they cleaned up the scene, many of the guys were stuffed into freezers while still alive. The only good news was that they would be given sleeping pills.

"Du Jue, well done! Do you want to come back with us?"

"Of course, it's just a temporary base. After all, we still have work to do, and we can also teach you how to slice ingredients thinner."

"No need. I don't like studying cooking while having to take care of other things. Let's deal with the gang matters first."

"I completely understand what you mean. We'll pick you up next time. Goodbye."

Waving goodbye to the group, I finally understood why they liked wearing red – simply because it's dirt-resistant.

Before their car had even driven far away, their communicator started ringing incessantly.

Du Jue could tell at a glance that the neighborhood watch was completely unable to hold back any longer.

Don't think that Smiling Face is doing a good deed for the people this time. You should know that many residents have cooperation with gangs. Besides, Smiling Face will come again next time. Nobody wants to live a life of constant worry.

Du Jue first let Park Hui know he was safe before answering the phone, and immediately heard her impatient voice.

"Wen Duo, we're willing to hire you. The job is to get rid of Smiling Face. Are you still accepting commissions?"

"Of course, I'm currently affiliated with the Molar Dental Clinic. I'll tell you what to do once you've placed your order."

"Why don't you tell me now how to handle this, and when is the next Smiling Face coming?"

Ignoring the other party's questions, Du hung up the call and took out the invitation letter from Wim.

Before handling the case, I must go to this guy's solo exhibition and find out what the side effects of her surgery on Olivia were!

The thought of Olivia handing him dolls and building a Christmas tree made it impossible for Du Jue to accept that she would suffer a tragic end because of the Ring.

At worst, we can just kill Wim and all her apprentices.

64

Chapter 64 Jing Zhongyue.

The massive, square building stands out among the buildings in the back alley, its interwoven cross patterns and vibrant colors giving it a surreal quality.

The abstract, minimalist lines depict the three characters "Well Moon".

"No loitering."

Du Jue was about to go in following the directions on the invitation when he looked up and saw four fully armed men guarding the entrance. Their clothes also had the blue shield logo of the Zwei Association on them.

Are the two associations going to block individual exhibitions? It seems the associations still have some influence.

"What? Are you planning to arrest that Wim?"

"Excuse me, sir, we provide security services for this exhibition. Please show me your invitation."

Hey!

"Don't you guys know that guy inside is a gangster?! I think it's obvious at a glance that Wim is a member of the Ring."

"We do not inquire about customer privacy; it has nothing to do with security."

Du Jue was immediately furious; these guys were actually protecting this born artist!

The elegantly dressed couple swiped the invitation at the door, and once the card reader turned red and displayed a large red checkmark, the association members immediately let them through.

Now is probably not the right time to go in. It would be bad if Wim was notified while swiping the card, and she might even come to see Olivia, the former experimental subject, in person, since it's part of the exhibition.

I'll come back tomorrow when the exhibition officially opens; it should be easier to get through then when there are more people.

"Looks like I'll have to find a way to buy some information. I'll have to ask Olga."

As Du Jue got into the taxi, he quickly realized that the driver's eyes were bloodshot and his hair was messy, only his clothes were relatively clean.

But this appearance looks familiar; it seems to be the snake driver I met before.

"Dude, you were fine before, what happened?"

At this moment, the driver seemed to recognize Du Jue and immediately started honking the car horn incessantly.

"You have no idea how damn unlucky I am!"

"I accidentally went too far with the lubricant, and it made her weak and listless. She was taken to the hospital for several days, but she still died."

"In the end, we could only bury her in a light bulb, so that we could see her face and hear her voice every night."

"Later, thanks to the chance encounter with Parala, my lonely heart was able to recover. I was about to join her big family, but I just received some bad news."

"Do you know how gentle Parala is? She's like water!"

Seeing the driver honking the horn so loudly, I regretted getting in. Could this Parala be a snake too?

And there's no need to get so worked up over a snake.

"What bad news?"

"She was killed by that smiling face, waaaaah, she didn't even leave me her body!"

Du Jue couldn't stand it anymore and quickly paid the fare to get out of the car, but he saw in the mirror that the driver's expression had turned ferocious.