Jill and Rhodes are two kinds of character, one is cunning and insidious, greedy for life and afraid of death, the other is affectionate and righteous, brave and decisive, so he focuses on attacking Jill and winning over Rhodes.

In order for Rhodes to take over and control Jill's Crusaders, Ding Yi must sweep away all the old ministers in the Crusaders and Jill's confidants.

So he can handle two of the three gangs nearby.

There is another jorlo who is not in a hurry. He will go back to clean him up. The ultimate goal is to let Rhodes control all the territory of the three gangs and unify them into the biggest force in Rio and even in Spain.

"After Jill cleans up the Crusaders, you start to send people to take over, kill and buy more by the means of combining kindness and power. Jill must have a lot of money to sell drugs, smuggle and control the red light district. I'll make him spit it out honestly. In the future, he will change his profession from a gang to an enterprise, and do some business instead of fighting and killing."

Rhodes nodded after hearing this. He can live a safe life, and no one likes to fight outside. As long as Ding Yi can really unify the three gangs nearby, they will have no rivals, so they can naturally do some business with ease.

While communicating in the car, they rushed to Jill's base camp, which is also the largest slum in Rio de Janeiro.

Tans is not far from here, just on the other side of the golden beach. It used to be a gathering place for gold mining, but now it has become the largest slum. At present, there are more than 60000 permanent residents in the city, with about 5000 floating people every day.

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Tans City, one by one, layers of simple houses, like building blocks, can be seen everywhere on the road, garbage everywhere, barefoot and malnourished children running around, from time to time there will be sporadic gunshots.

This is the characteristic of slums. The population is rich, dirty and chaotic. There are shooting and homicide cases every day.

People living here can't help it. They don't have enough money to buy a house in the center of Rio, and they don't have enough living expenses to live in the center of Rio. If they want to survive, here is their only hope.

"Bang" a burly man with a height of 1.8 meters threw a large bag of discarded metal on the ground: "ah Xiu, I'm back."

He actually said the words of the Chinese Empire. When he spoke, he looked up at a small house less than 1.7 meters in front of him, and his face was full of happiness.

This small house, which is less than 1.7 meters high and less than 20 square meters in area, is his home.

A young woman with a delicate face and a height of about 1.7 meters walked out of the room. When she came out, she had to keep her head down. She had a big stomach and seemed to be pregnant for several months.

"Brother Feng." Ah Xiu, with a smile on his face, touches his big belly in one hand and a wet towel in the other hand. He goes to wipe the sweat on his head for brother Feng.

"I'm not tired." Ah Xiu's soft voice.

The big bag on the ground is more than 200 Jin. Ordinary people can't carry it.

"I'm not tired. I went all over the south today and picked up a lot of bullet casings and two abandoned guns. I can sell them as scrap iron for a lot of money. It's good in the south. Ha ha ha, I'll go every day in the future."

"Golden beach has homicide cases every day. You'd better not go." Ah Xiu is a little worried.

"I'm not afraid. I can run fast. Hahaha, but don't mention it. Just now I heard a lot of gunshots and the sound of missiles. Grandma's, like fighting, scared me to turn around and run."

The wind elder brother said, bent down and bowed his head, all the things in the bag fell to the ground.

Basically, it's all scrap metal, as well as all kinds of bullet casings he picked up. While sorting, he laughs. In his eyes, it's all money. After selling it, he can buy some nutriments to supplement his wife.

"Xiaoduan, today's harvest is good, so much scrap iron." On the side, another Chinese came out of the house and laughed.

"Ha ha, it's rare." Duan Chengfeng looks at his wife sweetly and feels that all the pain is worth it.

"Uncle Feng, uncle Feng, give me this." On the side, a Chinese child ran to pick up a large bullet case in a pile of scrap iron. It was a 12.7 caliber bullet case, which was relatively large. The child took it and blew it around his mouth.

"Yes, yes, here you are." Duan Chengfeng is smiling.

There were several children beside the child. Some went to collect the small bullet case, and two went to grab the big one.

"Give it to me, give it to me."

"No, uncle Feng gave it to me."

The three children were all about seven or eight years old, running to the side of the road.

Boom, all of a sudden, several cars rushed over, driving in front of a military jeep with a light machine gun hanging on it.

When the car came, the three children heard the sound and looked back, they were already in front of them.

"I love grass." The driver was also a Chinese. It was too late to hit the steering wheel. Bang, he finally hit the child who just got the 12.7 caliber bullet case.

The three children rolled to the ground, and the one who was hit fell to the ground with a flop. After several laps, he didn't move and his mouth was full of blood.

"Xiaonan, Xiaonan --" two Chinese women came crying in the distance.

Dozens of people jumped off the bus one after another, including three Chinese, and the rest were all local people in Xiba, all with guns in their hands.

One of them, a middle-aged Chinese man, wearing a thick gold necklace, jumped out of the first car, reached for a gun and hit the ground with a bang.

The two Chinese women who rushed in were scared and motionless. They looked at the children on the ground from a long distance and were full of panic.

"Grass you, raise a dog to also want to tie, you let such rabbit son run to seek to die, bump dead have not, want to compensate?" The Chinese man swore and walked over to the child and kicked him.

The child slowly opened his eyes as if he were not dead.

"Xiaonan" at this time, two women rushed over, picked up Xiaonan and cried.

Duan Chengfeng also ran over, reached out and touched, even said: "it's OK, a little bit of internal injury, knocked dizzy, knocked dizzy, quickly find a doctor."

The two women picked up the child, turned and ran.

At this time, the group of sibas gathered around.

At the front, a white man in his thirties, with a bare upper body and tattoos, looks very savage and rough.

"Come here." The middle-aged man who just shot waved to all the Chinese nearby to come out.

All the people living in this area are Chinese. About thirty or forty people have been called over one after another.

"This is Mr. Gil's cousin, Mr. MITOS, who will be in charge of you from now on."

The middle-aged man drank a few words loudly to his compatriots, turned his head and smirked to MITOS: "MITOS, do you have anything to say?"

"If you have anything to say to these rubbish, just tell them for me." MITOS's eyes are flowing, looking for Chinese beauties in the crowd.

It's a pity that after watching it for a long time, it's all old people and old women. The only one who can see it is with a big stomach.

"Cough, you punks, listen up, Mr. MITOS said. From next month, the rent will be 300 reais."

The middle-aged man said it was rent, but in fact it was protection fee.

"What? Three hundred? " Everyone around is discolored. Three hundred reais can rent a simple house in Rio. Who still lives in the slums.

"Mr. Bian, you are Chinese too. Please say something nice for us. We have so much money there."

"Boss Bian, our family can't make so much money in a month."

The crowd helped and interceded.

"Shut up." The Chinese surnamed Bian grinned: "if you don't have money, get out. There are thousands of slums in Xiba, and there are people who don't need money nearby. You can go."

Everyone looked at each other. If they didn't pay, they couldn't even get out of tans. The city was full of danger and their people.

"You - come out." At this moment, MITOS seemed to see the target and pointed to the crowd.

Surnamed Bian looked along his fingers and saw a thin figure desperately shrinking into the crowd.

"To avoid you, come out for me." Bian rushed over with a gun and pulled out the thin figure.

"Oh, little beauty." This figure is at most thirteen or fourteen years old. She is a Chinese girl. I don't know how she lived here.

"No, my daughter is still young." A woman rushed out with her daughter in her arms.

MITOS walked up a few steps with a smile and spoke Portuguese to Bian.

"Mr. MITOS said, take her to make money and give her a day off every month. You are lucky, Mrs. he. You have a cash cow." With a smile, boss Bian reached out and picked up the girl.

"Ah, let me go." The girl struggled desperately, and the sibas all around laughed.

"Let my daughter go." She wants to rush up.

"Screw you." After boss Ka, another Chinese youth rushed up and kicked his sister-in-law to the ground: "don't toast, don't drink." He took a gun and pointed at Mrs. he.

Seeing the girl being carried into the car, someone finally couldn't help it.

"Stop it." Duan Chengfeng takes a step forward and drinks loudly.

"Wind elder brother" a Xiu nervously pulls the man's clothes, in the heart is very afraid.

"Let her go. Don't go too far." Duan Chengfeng is furious. He clenches his fists tightly and makes a sound.

"Oh, someone wants to be a hero?" Boss Bian put the girl in the car. The Siba looked at her and walked back slowly.

"You are still not human, helping foreigners bully our compatriots in the Chinese Empire." Duan Chengfeng said angrily.

"Go to your compatriots. On the first day when I arrived in Xiba, my wallet and documents were stolen by my compatriots." Bian's Fury: "the most ruthless foreign bullies are all our so-called compatriots. Duan Chengfeng, your first day abroad."

Ka, surnamed Bian, put his gun on Duan Chengfeng's head and said with a grim smile, "being a hero comes at a price."