In the vacancy of order, a new order will be added, and this group of people is part of the replenishment after the fall of Renshang Group.

Of course, they are definitely not the only ones. After all, in this world, there is never a lack of evil, only a more standardized order.

What is missing is not the order established by the chaebol consortium, but the order belonging to the people.

These gangs rushed in like mad dogs that smelled meat, filling the original vacancy, and finally decided on new underground forces after a fight, and then calmed down and returned to the peace of the past.

The Dawn Federation gave birth to the germination of capitalism during the feudal period, and it had already developed towards capitalism in the later period, and the major regime in the later period was overthrown without lasting for long.

Now the people in power are the people who are in power, the chaebols and the big consortiums. The Dawn Federation implements a capitalist multi-party system.

Jiang Ye suddenly realized that he suddenly understood what this feeling of incompatibleness from beginning to end was because of the essence of the Federation.

Jiang Ye suddenly understood why there was such a high crime rate.

Looking at his former world, the crime rate in Western capitalist countries never seems to have decreased, and it is the same now. This is the essential problem.

People who are not well-fed or well-dressed will naturally embark on the road of crime. After all, most resources are in the hands of a few people.

Whether it is means of production, capital and resources.

However, it is obviously not the time to study the essence of society in depth. Jiang Ye has come into contact with less knowledge in this area, and his predecessors have come into contact with even less. After all, this world is completely different from the past, and the same thing is used abroad and domestically.

"Don't be so irritable, I just want to talk to you."

Even when he was pointed at by a gun, Jiang Ye's expression was not panicked, everything was very calm, and even a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Isn't it a lunatic?"

"You can laugh when you are pointed at by a gun."

The waxy man waved his hand: "Da You, put down the gun."

"I don't have time to play with you. Either you tell me the background, or you die here and become my brother's letter of fame in the group. You can choose one."

"By the way, there is a third choice. If you kill the little fat man around you, you can leave as long as you want, and stay as long as you want. After all, your appearance and temperament and this fearlessness are also considered a talent."

The waxy man tilted his head and signaled his younger brother to hand over the knife.

Although guns are nothing, if this kid fights to kill them together, there will be no place to cry.

At this age, young people are not only bold, but also dream of becoming a big boss every day, hoping that they will kill other big bosses one day and then take the lead.

I dare not use this kind of raw melon seeds for guns.

Jiang Ye weighed the knife in his hand, the ox-eared knife, the slender one, and it also had a bloodletting groove.

He suddenly became happy. He was a robber leader who seemed to have no IQ and was only ruthless and harsh, and even dared to recruit him. Jiang Ye didn't know if he should be angry or funny.

Although I have been playing with the knife for a short time, my ability to play with the knife is not weak at all. The ox-eared knife seems to be coming alive in Jiang Ye's hands.

The little fat man was completely frightened and took two steps back, his legs were as weak as noodles. He could not stand straight. If the two robbers around him had not held the little fat man, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"Brother, please, I don't want to die."

"I don't want to die..."

Snot and tears poured out, and my face was covered in disgrace.

Jiang Ye was already standing next to the fat man, but now two more robbers held the fat man down and even blocked the fat man's mouth with a ragged rag.

Even if Jiang Ye takes the knife, he will not let the little fat man wail in pain.

Jiang Ye patted the fat man on the shoulder and almost fainted from the fat man, but howled but couldn't make much noise.

"It's too boring to play with him." Jiang Ye threw the knife on the ground and nailed it to the floor with a trembling sound.

"Oh, I met a tough guy today. OK, who do you want to play with? You can choose the people here casually." The shabby man laughed. He felt that things were much more interesting, maybe just as he guessed.

"Just him, I want to say why I chose him, just because I hate someone pointing a gun at my head."

"Have you played roulette."

Jiang Ye picked the robber who tied him up, the one who was called Da You by the waxy man.

“Roulette?!”

"Damn, is that exciting?"

"Brother, I..." Da You was so scared that his legs were trembling. No one had ever heard of roulette betting. He only shot six times, and every shot was betting on his life. He made money from him, not from his life. If he played like this, how could he dare?

"If you don't dare, just admit defeat and stand aside."

"That's right, Da Youzi, that's all the courage."

"That's right..."

The excitement from the people around him suddenly made him head: "Who is afraid of who? Come on, just roulette, I will kill you today."

"Click!"

The revolver was still on the seat, and only one of the six bullets was taken out, and it turned and closed with a click.

"Let's get started."

"I'll do it first." Da You grabbed the revolver.

Although he has not been studying for too long, he feels that if he wins the first one, it doesn’t matter if he wins the next one. If he fails the first one, the pressure on the person behind him will be greatly increased.

So he took the gun first.

Jiang Ye also understood what the map on the table was. This is a bank's surrounding map, and there are also marking points for all police stations, as well as police time and route.

Jiang Ye felt that he needed to recycle the words they had no brains, and they had also carefully studied this industry.

"Bang."

Very unfortunate.

The first shot won the bid.

My head pierces like a watermelon, and my life that was still alive just now has no rest at this moment.

The waxy man was also shocked. He didn't react. His little brother died just like that. As for the woman in his arms, he didn't scream, but hurriedly turned his face away and didn't dare to look at the current scene.

The little fat man was so scared that he dared not move, and he did not expect someone to come to save him.

No one came to check when the gunshots, how could anyone come to save him? Even if someone comes to save him, these extremely vicious people would kill him first.

"It's so unfortunate." Jiang Ye said lightly.

"Who will be next?" said and looked around.

In addition to being stunned, they were trembling with fear. Although they all had murders, killing people and killing themselves were very different.

Jiang Ye picked up another yellow bullet from the table, and played into the magazine. He turned it around and closed it in a flash, which was very smooth.

"madman!"

"Fuck, where did Da Youzi tie this madman from?"

"Penzi, where did you tie it up?"

“It’s just the same alley.”

Jiang Ye looked at the waxy man, smiled on his face, and pushed the revolver over.

"You won, you proved your courage, and now you are a member of our organization." The shabby man said with a serious expression.

“Let us welcome new members.”

"No, no, no, I just want to play a game with you, and I don't mean to join you. If I really want to find a reason, you are too low-end." Jiang Ye shook his head.

The waxy man was stunned for a moment, then furious: "What?!"

Even though he thought Jiang Ye was special and should be the kind of supernatural person, Jiang Ye's confusing style of doing things still angered him. What his team needed was talents, not madmen.

What's more, this kind of crazy man who seems to be mentally abnormal.

As he said that, Jiang Ye picked up the revolver on the table.

The waxy little brother hurriedly pulled out his gun and pointed it at Jiang Ye. They did not guarantee that a madman with a gun would do anything crazy, even though there was only one bullet in the revolver.

Jiang Ye did nothing, but pointed it at his head.

"Click."

Empty gun.

"Gudu."

Someone around them was already swallowing and spitting. Maybe many years later they could brag about their children and grandchildren, and they used to be this scene.

Some people even shivered subconsciously, for fear that the shot would be fired.

"Click."

Still an empty gun.

"Click."

"Click."

"Click."
To be continued...