The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician
Chapter 510 - 274: One Cloud Piercing Arrow, Thousands of Troops Gallop to Meet!_2

Chapter 510: Chapter 274: One Cloud Piercing Arrow, Thousands of Troops Gallop to Meet!_2

Hmm, this is very important.

It looks like the arrest this morning was also because someone was secretly selling drugs?

Uncle Jes slightly furrowed his brows, feeling a rush of anger whenever he thought about those addictive drugs.

Having lived on this street for over a decade, he had seen too much, too many happy families shattered because of those deadly substances, how many decent and kind people turned into something neither human nor ghost because of it?

Initially, he had thought about helping those addicted, but later he realized it was utterly useless; once they got a taste, there was no turning back.

So, yes, those drug dealers indeed deserved to die.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jes blew out a heavy breath from his nostrils, glancing at the few shops still open on the street. The shop owners were also standing at their doors with weapons, watching. Seeing the situation, they then turned back inside their shops.

No one even thought about calling the police; they all unanimously hoped that the Taigong’s people would properly punish these drug dealers.

It would be best if they were all slaughtered, once and for all, to serve as a warning to others.

Moments later, the sub-leader Rodney arrived at a dance hall with his men, which was the usual meeting place for the Taigong Dynasty’s various leaders.

Honestly, if it weren’t for capturing this drug dealer, Rodney wouldn’t have had the right to enter the dance hall at this time.

It wasn’t operating hours for the dance hall now, the entire place was filled with an atmosphere of post-celebration, scattered bottles, chaotically arranged tables and chairs, and dim lighting.

"Stop here, I’ll take him in," Rodney stopped and turned around to his men, then took over the drug dealer, whose hands were tied, and escorted him upstairs, heading straight to the innermost private room.

The room, named after the "Eye of Taigong," was quite spacious, around sixty to seventy square meters, featuring two small stages and a surrounding row of sofas.

"Knock, knock—" He knocked twice on the private room door, and the Taigong’s purple eye emblem on the door panel also lit up slightly with his knocking, the ghostly purple light patterns appearing, looking very cool in the dark hallway.

"Come in." A middle-aged man’s voice sounded from the small display on the door.

Rodney opened the door and then pushed the drug dealer into it.

The room was still dim, almost no lights, except for the purple glow from the Taigong’s eyes illuminating the floors of the two small stages in the center.

Around the small stages, spaced by a certain distance, sat a leader, their faces hidden in the darkness. After Rodney pushed the drug dealer inside, the middle-aged man’s voice sounded again, "Is this the drug dealer you captured?"

"Yes, Mr. Li," Rodney reverently bowed his head, "I found a large variety of drugs in his clothes."

After speaking, he also pulled open the drug dealer’s clothes and shook them twice, causing the small bags and various containers to fall out, creating a clinking sound on the stage.

"Mm, take one of each kind." Mr. Li continued.

Rodney did as instructed, and while he was retrieving the items, the drug dealer struggled, his mouth stuffed with a piece of cloth, making continuous "mmph mmph mmph" sounds.

"Black Mamba No. 3, Rainbow Dog Generation, Caine Powder..." Mr. Li read out the names of the drugs one by one, and finally stood up, sighing, "Ah, I really didn’t want this, but I truly didn’t expect that you, Drew, would be the one betraying us."

Once this was said, everyone’s eyes instantly turned toward the same direction, and in that direction, a skinny man with a sharp face also seemed to realize something; he stood up as well.

Mr. Li and Drew’s gazes met in the air, as if fierce sparks were flying.

"The one who snuck into my warehouse the day before yesterday really was sent by you," Drew gritted his teeth in response, "You still don’t trust me."

"But the fact is, you’re not worthy of my trust, are you?" Mr. Li replied lightly, "These drugs are all new types, not commonly found by ordinary dealers, but found in your warehouse."

"I..." Drew attempted to defend himself but was immediately interrupted by Mr. Li.

"Drug dealing, death penalty!" Mr. Li suddenly changed, from gentle to a furious beast, hurling the drug samples at Drew, "This is something you learned from your first day joining ’Taigong’! You used to follow me, follow my every command, why have you become..."

His voice suddenly dropped again: "disobedient."

"No drugs... without drugs what do you expect our brothers to do?" Drew exploded in fear, screaming hysterically, "Can we make money with just these dance halls?! How do we arm our brothers without money?! Do you know Garcia’s men are even using military weapons?! Military weapons, how are we supposed to fight? We’ve lost so much territory in such a short time, what should we do?!"

He became more agitated, pacing back and forth, "That Evon Garcia, wasn’t he just like his father at first, not touching drugs, and then what? Spending his whole life on Seal Street? Off that street, who still takes him seriously! Now, just a few months into the drug business, and they are almost swallowing the whole F area!"