King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1559 - Capítulo 1559: 1268: Burning with Rage

Capítulo 1559: Chapter 1268: Burning with Rage

Joe Ga didn’t want to find trouble; he and Dorian walked along the right side of the road, intending to quietly pass through a side alley…

But as they were passing by the alley’s entrance, a shout from inside made Joe stop in his tracks…

“Stop hitting, stop hitting, big brother, I was wrong, I won’t run anymore, I won’t run anymore…”

“I’ll give you money, I’ll call ho to send money, don’t cut my kidneys, I’ll have my family bring money to redeem , I’m begging you…”

The enunciation and clear Capital City accent made Joe Ga furrow his brows, and when he turned to look over, two tattooed blondes guarding the entrance of the suppressing alley shouted loudly, and with a fierce expression, flashed out their daggers…

“Get lost…”

Joe Ga glanced over the two tattooed blondes, then through the gap between them, saw a few n deep in the alley holding down a disheveled man…

Two n held the man’s shoulders, two pressed a knee against his waist, two tied his legs, folding his feet upwards to a 90-degree angle with his body…

The previously seen Lin Jiafeng held a rubber stick, gritting his teeth as he whipped the man’s soles, causing him to scream in agony…

Seeing Joe and Dorian not moving, the tattooed blondes at the alley’s entrance took a step closer, shouting loudly, “Get lost, dumbass, don’t fucking find trouble!”

Joe Ga suddenly felt incredibly angry…

Not because of the brutal scene in the alley, nor because of the tattooed blondes’ foul language…

But because their aggressiveness was entirely directed at him, and the only reason they hadn’t acted was because Dorian was beside him…

What angered Joe Ga the most was that these two blondes were obviously from back ho!

Joe Ga knew many compatriots abroad; fellow workers on construction sites abroad were mostly honest and supportive of each other. The fellow countryn Joe Ga knew were mostly bold and straightforward…

Moreover, as Joe Ga’s status rose, more “good people” began to surround him!

He had heard about scams against compatriots but had never encountered it personally.

Yesterday, he saw many shocking photos in the files, but actually coming across it still made him feel a little chilly.

The goodness or evil of people worldwide really has little to do with race or skin color; every ethnicity has its scum and miscreants…

But the fact that they only dared to bully fellow countryn, yet were wary of foreigners like Dorian, made Joe Ga especially furious!

Joe Ga wasn’t sure if what the man shouted about “cutting kidneys” was true, but he didn’t want to leave now…

Seeing the blondes wave their knives threateningly again, Joe Ga, in Dorian’s surprised gaze, opened his tactical backpack. He flipped it to beco a makeshift bulletproof vest, then quickly pulled down the UMP45 submachine gun fixed on his chest…

“Da-da, da-da”

Seeing their boss shoot the two blondes in the knees and shoulders, Dorian pulled down another UMP45 from his bag, kicked away the blond’s knife, and rcilessly began firing at those in the alley who were preparing to draw guns…

“Da, da, da…”

The suppressed and subsonic ammo UMP45 made little noise, quickly hitting three n attempting to draw guns in the shoulders, causing their pistols to drop to the ground.

As Dorian fired, Joe Ga quickly moved forward, shooting the three in the knees, then pulled the trigger again as the remaining four watched in terror…

“Da-da, da-da, da-da…”

A unified shot to the knee and shoulder left them all incapacitated!

The entire raid took less than 30 seconds, toppling two at the alley mouth and seven inside.

Only then did the two blondes, who were previously arrogant, realize what had happened, and intense pain made them scream…

Joe Ga surveyed the surroundings: both sides were the exterior walls of sowhat rundown four-story buildings, with stairs on the right and a steel door above, likely the building’s back door. Below the stairs was another steel door, presumably leading to the basent.

Just as Joe signaled Dorian to seal these people’s mouths, and he prepared to call Jack Chen to clean up the aftermath, the basent door was suddenly pushed open…

Two gun-wielding Filipinos rushed out…

“Da-da, da-da”

Reacting swiftly, Joe Ga took down the two, kicked away their guns, pressed himself against the wall, and quickly peeked ahead. He pulled down two flashbang grenades, tossed them in, then heavily shut the thick tal door…

After two muffled explosions, Joe Ga pushed open the door and charged inside…

Entering the basent required descending a dozen steps, and upon reaching the bottom, he saw a space of around 200 square ters transford into a rather luxurious casino.

The two flashbang grenades exploded in this confined space, leaving the dozens of gamblers and casino staff dazed, clutching their ears, and screaming on the floor…

Joe Ga saw the scene here and knew what he had encountered…

It was a gambling “slaughterhouse,” unlike online gambling, where they specifically targeted gamble-addicted fools here.

Gambling is heavily banned back ho, but there are adverts and information about casinos everywhere online.

So people, finding themselves at a loss, co to such casinos on the recomndation of “acquaintances” to recoup their losses; instead, they lose more and end up massively in debt.

Others find legal casinos in Manila not thrilling enough, get lured here for excitent, then lose everything and incur massive debts in this kind of casino.

This kind of “slaughterhouse” is very common in Southeast Asia, as the legalization of gambling attracts many gambling addicts from back ho to try their luck in Manila.

Many people who lose all their money in legitimate casinos will be introduced to this kind of underground casino…

It doesn’t matter if you have no money; the underground casino offers advance chips. Run out, and I’ll still lend you money, a hundred thousand or two hundred thousand, readily available…

They don’t play tricks with the gambling, win and you can walk away with the money. The casino arranges a place for you to stay and even sets up girls for you, but you must co back the next day until you’ve lost all the money…

Even if soone with a clear mind realizes sothing’s wrong, they can’t leave at this point!

Once they accumulate enormous debts, what awaits them is brutal beatings. After they’re subdued, they’re made to call their families for ransom.

Usually, the first ti they don’t get it, this gang will escalate, perhaps more savage beatings or cutting off a few fingers and sending a video to the gambler’s family.

At this point, the family usually pays the ransom, but this ransom increases geotrically over ti. Without a reliable middleman to communicate, it’s almost impossible to get the person out.

After they’ve dried up the gambler’s family, the casino people will talk to them…

You can’t leave unless you help trick a few more people over here, or you’ll be sent to the high seas and sold.

At this point, the controlled gambler has no choice…

These are only the ‘stray custors’ found from the Manila casino; the real ‘big clients’ were targeted and deceived into coming!

And this gambling scam, the initial batch of ‘pigs’, most are brought in by the first group of people from the mainland.

They understand the psychology of gamblers and are familiar with the surroundings of their hotowns, knowing who has money and who loves gambling.

It starts with a long ga, planting a few nails in the mainland, organizing various underground gambling gas, familiarizing themselves with the client base.

Once those people get addicted and let their guard down, they’ll be taken to Macau to acclimate a bit, and as long as the hospitality is good, they’ll easily get familiar with the gamblers.

When those gamblers have lost money, they’ll be brought to Manila to try their luck in a new place…

Once the numbers are enough, the knife is drawn, and the slaughter begins!

And after the first wave is slaughtered, these fat pigs will drag more fat pigs down to survive, enough to keep them fed for a long ti.

This kind of gambling scam is not the sa as the rumored online gambling and fraud; this business is run by desperados who can’t stay at ho.

And most of those involved in online gambling fraud are attracted by high salaries, looking to make big money from grey industries.

The inco for these people is pretty good; in the early days, quite a few really made it after scamming money.

But the majority, after making this ‘easy money’, can never go back to normal life and continue sliding deeper into the abyss…

Those in online gambling fraud currently have a technical job. It’s not too violent because many people want to make money through grey industries, and controlling them is very easy…

Extrely stimulating consumptions like drugs and porn will deplete the money they make on the spot.

You do make a lot every month, but save very little, and living long-term in such an environnt, you can’t adapt to normal society.

Even if you went back, you’d soon return!

This grey industry is highly deceptive, especially now at the peak of online gambling fraud, creating a batch of wealth myths.

But this thing is man-eating…

When the prey is sufficient, the wolves are well-fed, anything goes, but when the prey decreases, the wolves start eating wolves, and that’s when it’s the most brutal!

Those ‘gentlen’ running online fraud, when it cos to devouring people, are even more cruel than those running gambling scams!

Joe Ga never expected to encounter such a thing just by strolling through Chinatown…

He was extrely angry inside, even a bit ashad, but didn’t know how to vent it.

“Elephant, throw everyone outside in here…”

As he spoke, Joe Ga took out his phone and dialed Jack Chen’s number…

“Bring your n to Chinatown…”

After that, Joe Ga put on a radio headset and called, “This is Hu Lang, Team A, Team C, Team E, co et …”

After arranging his n, Joe Ga took out a bundle of cable ties, tied up the people inside the casino, and found the unlucky guy Dorian had dragged down…

“What else is in this building?”

Faced with Boss Qiao’s question, the unlucky guy with a Beijing accent trembled and said, “The fourth floor is a won’s dormitory…

The second and third floors are hotels for entertaining gamblers…

The first floor is their office…”

Joe Ga listened, threw the unlucky guy to the ground, then walked out of the casino and closed the heavy iron door, securing it from the outside with cable ties…

Then he walked to the back door of the upper floor, picked up an iron bar and braced it against the outward-opening back door, then hung a flashbang grenade above and below the iron door as a booby trap.

Once he was done, Joe Ga looked at Dorian, who was utterly confused, and said, “Elephant, I’m really angry right now, I don’t even know why I’m so mad…”

As he spoke, Joe Ga drew his pistol, fitting a silencer, and said, “Join in taking this building, I want to see what color these people’s hearts really are…”