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Chapter 117
chapter 0079 part 1
**Chapter 79: Cleanup, Special Forces Arrive, Coming Out of Seclusion**
As one of the top gangs in South Korea, the Golden Gate Group had also developed its overseas business.
They engaged in human smuggling across Southeast Asian countries, helping people stowaway to the Federation and charging exorbitant intermediary fees.
Because it was an illegal trade, it was commonplace for the Golden Gate Group's gunmen to detain and trade these stowaways.
A large portion of the girls in the adult establishments they opened in New York and Los Angeles were Southeast Asian girls they had brought over on stowaway ships.
These girls, who yearned to come to the Federation to make big money, were beaten, trained, and then sent directly to brothels.
Girls with some looks and who were relatively pretty had slightly better treatment.
The Golden Gate Group's most profitable business in the Federation was actually human organ smuggling and illegal trade.
The hospital in Los Angeles, run by Koreans, was the Golden Gate Group's stronghold for illegal organ transplants.
The person responsible for guarding this hospital was Wan Xi of the Golden Gate Group. He was a subordinate of Li Zhongjiu, the Golden Gate Group's third-in-command, and was in charge of the organ smuggling business in Los Angeles.
"Damn it, where did Zhong Xi run off to again?"
Wan Xi stood in the operating room, hands on his hips, watching two doctors skillfully remove the valuable organs – the man's two kidneys, heart, and corneas – from the operating table one by one and place them in specialized thermostatic boxes.
He tapped a cigarette out of a pack, muttering curses.
Zhong Xi was Wan Xi's younger brother, and both brothers were gunmen for the Golden Gate Group.
"Damn it, you bastard, be gentle! If you break it, I'll take your heart to replace it!"
Seeing a doctor almost drop a thermostatic box while carrying it, Wan Xi was so angry that he threw the cigarette in his hand at him and cursed loudly.
The doctor quickly bowed repeatedly to Wan Xi, then picked up the thermostatic box and fled in a panic.
Wan Xi cursed again and tapped out another cigarette, just about to light it.
His mobile phone suddenly rang.
"Damn it!"
Wan Xi angrily took out his phone, and his expression changed.
"Hello, Brother Zhongjiu!"
"Wan Xi, Ding Qing's men had trouble in New York. You guys in Los Angeles need to be careful too!"
In Seoul, South Korea, inside an unfinished building that hadn't been topped off yet, Li Zhongjiu sat on a leather sofa, overlooking the night view of Seoul.
He had just received news that multiple strongholds of the Golden Gate Group in the Federation had been raided.
After warning his subordinate, Li Zhongjiu hung up the phone and cursed, "Shit!"
He really didn't understand what the Boss was thinking. The entire Federation's underworld was on high alert, yet he insisted on going after the territory Kingpin left behind.
"Shit!"
After taking the last puff of his cigarette, Li Zhongjiu flicked the butt downstairs and casually slung his suit jacket over his shoulder.
"Let's go, boys! I'm treating you to Korean BBQ today!"
Li Zhongjiu led the way, followed silently by four or five subordinates who bowed behind him.
...
Los Angeles, Illegal Clinic.
Wan Xi hung up the phone, his expression somewhat solemn. After thinking for a moment, he pushed open the door and exited the operating room.
"Hey, you, and you, come here!"
In the corridor outside the operating room, several burly men of different skin tones were leaning against the wall, smoking.
Looking at the tattoos exposed on their bodies and the handguns openly tucked into their waistbands,
one could tell the origin of these burly men; they were gunmen hired by Wan Xi.
The Federation was not South Korea. If you didn't have solid capability here, you would have been swallowed whole long ago, leaving not even bone fragments.
Wan Xi used the money from selling organs to hire over a dozen gunmen in Los Angeles. This was his confidence in being able to conduct the organ trade safely in this Korean district.
As Wan Xi called out, several burly men gathered around him.
"Strengthen security these two days. Don't let outsiders in!"
Wan Xi was giving instructions to the gunmen when the door of the Illegal Clinic was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Wan Xi's first reaction was to quickly reach for the handgun at his waist. Before he could draw his gun, he saw the person who had arrived under the corridor lights.
"Damn it, it's you, kid! Where did you run off to fool around again!"
Seeing that it was his younger brother, Wan Xi breathed a sigh of relief. He cursed with a smile, and just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly noticed that his brother's expression was wrong.
Zhong Xi's eyes kept glancing to his right, and large drops of sweat streamed down his forehead.
"Damn it, I told you not to go looking for those foreign women. Aren't the Southeast Asian women at the venue good enough?"
Wan Xi teased as he walked towards Zhong Xi. His hand was behind his back, and after signaling to his subordinates, he quietly reached for the handgun at his waist.
"Pfft!"
Before Wan Xi's hand could even touch the gun grip, a black crossbow bolt directly pierced his hand.
"Ah!" The intense pain made Wan Xi let out a miserable howl.
He clutched his hand and awkwardly tried to turn and crash into the operating room door next to him.
In front of the operating room door, green spirit marks appeared in the air, and then a burly white man in a camouflage uniform appeared out of thin air, blocking his path.
"Snake Eyes, you should have hit his head!"
The burly man blocked Wan Xi and threw a heavy punch directly.
His sandbag-sized fist landed heavily on Wan Xi's head with a dull thud. Wan Xi felt his vision go black and crashed to the ground with a clang. The strong impact caused blood to flow from his nose and ears.
**Chapter 79: Cleanup, Special Forces Arrive, Coming Out of Seclusion**
As one of the top gangs in South Korea, the Golden Gate Group had also developed its overseas business.
They engaged in human smuggling across Southeast Asian countries, helping people stowaway to the Federation and charging exorbitant intermediary fees.
Because it was an illegal trade, it was commonplace for the Golden Gate Group's gunmen to detain and trade these stowaways.
A large portion of the girls in the adult establishments they opened in New York and Los Angeles were Southeast Asian girls they had brought over on stowaway ships.
These girls, who yearned to come to the Federation to make big money, were beaten, trained, and then sent directly to brothels.
Girls with some looks and who were relatively pretty had slightly better treatment.
The Golden Gate Group's most profitable business in the Federation was actually human organ smuggling and illegal trade.
The hospital in Los Angeles, run by Koreans, was the Golden Gate Group's stronghold for illegal organ transplants.
The person responsible for guarding this hospital was Wan Xi of the Golden Gate Group. He was a subordinate of Li Zhongjiu, the Golden Gate Group's third-in-command, and was in charge of the organ smuggling business in Los Angeles.
"Damn it, where did Zhong Xi run off to again?"
Wan Xi stood in the operating room, hands on his hips, watching two doctors skillfully remove the valuable organs – the man's two kidneys, heart, and corneas – from the operating table one by one and place them in specialized thermostatic boxes.
He tapped a cigarette out of a pack, muttering curses.
Zhong Xi was Wan Xi's younger brother, and both brothers were gunmen for the Golden Gate Group.
"Damn it, you bastard, be gentle! If you break it, I'll take your heart to replace it!"
Seeing a doctor almost drop a thermostatic box while carrying it, Wan Xi was so angry that he threw the cigarette in his hand at him and cursed loudly.
The doctor quickly bowed repeatedly to Wan Xi, then picked up the thermostatic box and fled in a panic.
Wan Xi cursed again and tapped out another cigarette, just about to light it.
His mobile phone suddenly rang.
"Damn it!"
Wan Xi angrily took out his phone, and his expression changed.
"Hello, Brother Zhongjiu!"
"Wan Xi, Ding Qing's men had trouble in New York. You guys in Los Angeles need to be careful too!"
In Seoul, South Korea, inside an unfinished building that hadn't been topped off yet, Li Zhongjiu sat on a leather sofa, overlooking the night view of Seoul.
He had just received news that multiple strongholds of the Golden Gate Group in the Federation had been raided.
After warning his subordinate, Li Zhongjiu hung up the phone and cursed, "Shit!"
He really didn't understand what the Boss was thinking. The entire Federation's underworld was on high alert, yet he insisted on going after the territory Kingpin left behind.
"Shit!"
After taking the last puff of his cigarette, Li Zhongjiu flicked the butt downstairs and casually slung his suit jacket over his shoulder.
"Let's go, boys! I'm treating you to Korean BBQ today!"
Li Zhongjiu led the way, followed silently by four or five subordinates who bowed behind him.
...
Los Angeles, Illegal Clinic.
Wan Xi hung up the phone, his expression somewhat solemn. After thinking for a moment, he pushed open the door and exited the operating room.
"Hey, you, and you, come here!"
In the corridor outside the operating room, several burly men of different skin tones were leaning against the wall, smoking.
Looking at the tattoos exposed on their bodies and the handguns openly tucked into their waistbands,
one could tell the origin of these burly men; they were gunmen hired by Wan Xi.
The Federation was not South Korea. If you didn't have solid capability here, you would have been swallowed whole long ago, leaving not even bone fragments.
Wan Xi used the money from selling organs to hire over a dozen gunmen in Los Angeles. This was his confidence in being able to conduct the organ trade safely in this Korean district.
As Wan Xi called out, several burly men gathered around him.
"Strengthen security these two days. Don't let outsiders in!"
Wan Xi was giving instructions to the gunmen when the door of the Illegal Clinic was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Wan Xi's first reaction was to quickly reach for the handgun at his waist. Before he could draw his gun, he saw the person who had arrived under the corridor lights.
"Damn it, it's you, kid! Where did you run off to fool around again!"
Seeing that it was his younger brother, Wan Xi breathed a sigh of relief. He cursed with a smile, and just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly noticed that his brother's expression was wrong.
Zhong Xi's eyes kept glancing to his right, and large drops of sweat streamed down his forehead.
"Damn it, I told you not to go looking for those foreign women. Aren't the Southeast Asian women at the venue good enough?"
Wan Xi teased as he walked towards Zhong Xi. His hand was behind his back, and after signaling to his subordinates, he quietly reached for the handgun at his waist.
"Pfft!"
Before Wan Xi's hand could even touch the gun grip, a black crossbow bolt directly pierced his hand.
"Ah!" The intense pain made Wan Xi let out a miserable howl.
He clutched his hand and awkwardly tried to turn and crash into the operating room door next to him.
In front of the operating room door, green spirit marks appeared in the air, and then a burly white man in a camouflage uniform appeared out of thin air, blocking his path.
"Snake Eyes, you should have hit his head!"
The burly man blocked Wan Xi and threw a heavy punch directly.
His sandbag-sized fist landed heavily on Wan Xi's head with a dull thud. Wan Xi felt his vision go black and crashed to the ground with a clang. The strong impact caused blood to flow from his nose and ears.
