Chapter 168: Sword family

The downtown of Detroit and the southern city where Huang Ji and others are located are two places.
With Renaissance Plaza as the center, it has an area of ​​eight kilometers, which can fully bear the appearance of a second-tier city.
Beautiful high-rise buildings and retro buildings are intertwined, which is very style. Many photographers are shooting beautiful lake and bay scenery and enthusiastic residents.
The homeless people everywhere are very chic. They work on the subway for a long time, ask for one or two dollars, and then get off work.
I bought a burger, drank the water from a fast food restaurant, and began to comment on the artists who splattered paintbrushes on the walls and smeared wantonly.
Some homeless people even have to go off the scene in person, grab someone's paintbrush, and do two graffiti.
Afterwards, I sat chicly on the square, listening to the performances of street performers, and resting quietly in the soft melody of the sound.
Classical and modern, decadent and vigorous, entangled in this city at the same time.
Until the arrival of dusk.
When night is approaching, the bustling streets begin to empty.
The artists who graffiti the walls in the gallery building left, and the out-of-town tourists visiting the street art and old buildings also ended their day trip.
The time of the middle class is over.
Even the homeless people disappeared. They left the city center and went to the abandoned neighborhoods in the west or south to find an empty single-family building and spend the night.
Except for the passing vehicles, the people occupying the streets and alleys at night have completely changed their style.
Black people in groups of three or five get together to talk and trade.
Anyone coming out of the subway will attract their attention.
Robberies happen every night, and the victims are often out-of-towners. No matter how late the locals work overtime, they will definitely be ready to pick up vehicles and return home directly from the company.
And this can only be regarded as a gangster, and even worse, it will directly smash the window and looting the property.
Occasionally, one after another gunshots sounded on the street, alarming the police to arrive, but in the end they only collected the bodies.
"Boom boom!"
Listening to the gunshots outside the window, Huang Ji and the others, who had packed up a two-story apartment in the city center, were sitting in a circle, watching Adams standing in it and talking.
"In the entire city, there are 82.7% of blacks and only 10.6% of whites. There are more than two hundred gangs, large and small, with thousands of strong and a dozen weak."
"To be honest, I haven't been to Detroit in five years. It has changed a lot. There are at least half of the gangsters. I don't know much anymore."
Adams said, pointing at a blackboard with a laser pointer, and saw a huge map of Detroit on it, full of labels and photos.
"The influence of various gangs in Detroit is very large, and they have basically become the real controllers of places other than the city center."
"They replace the scarce police and maintain local order."
"Some control a street, some control a large community, and some are in the middle of a crack and do a little bit of business."
Hearing this, the evil dragon felt that it was a laugh.
He laughed, pointed at the gunshots still blaring outside the window and said, "What? Are they keeping order?"
Adams smiled and said, "This is the city center, so it's messy. There are often robberies and murders. The outskirts are better."
The evil dragon said in a daze: "You said the opposite, right?"
Adams said: "There is no opposition. As a gang with a turf, they have an obligation to provide safety for the residents in the community. Those people are their neighbors, friends, relatives..."
"Rabbits don't eat grass around their nests yet," Lao Wang said.
Adams pointed at him and said: "Yes, but the city center, because there are more middle class, so there are more crimes."
"Because of economic problems, housing prices in the city center are already very cheap, and there are a large number of blacks who live in them. Those who still live in the suburbs must have a gang background."
"So there will be no petty theft in the suburbs. There must be... gang vendettas, fierce gun battles, and deaths of a group of people."
Nochira said: "Violent order."
Adams snapped his fingers and said: "That's it. There are crimes in the city center every day, but it's not too bad. The police still do things."
"The suburbs are usually safe. As long as you stay in your own community, you will be protected by gangs. But if something happens, blood will flow into a river."
"Nochira, you are building a factory in the suburbs, the original lakeside industrial park, this is no problem."
"As long as you provide jobs to locals, your factories will also be protected."
Nozilla frowned and said, "Provide a job?"
Adams smiled and said, "The construction team of your factory hasn't talked to you yet? It's too early."
"Let me think about it. The gang in that place seems to be called'Apache'. When the construction is about to be completed, this old Apache conference will talk to you."
Nochira said in amazement: "What are you talking about?"
Adams calmly said: "All construction teams have a gang background. They ask your factory to be built and recruit workers from their gang's family, ranging from 50% to 90%!"
"What! How can this work!" Nozilla was surprised.
They want to set up a secret base, how can they recruit outsiders casually.
The waterworks and assembly plants on the surface are just a guise, and they have to use their own people to protect the Messianic base below.
Adams calmly said: "As a gang that manages a place, they are obliged to find jobs for the residents of the community. Not everyone is a gunman."
"Only when the community is rich, can the gang make money. If the people in the community are all poor people, all vagrants, and even helplessly move out of Detroit, the gang will be over."
"They haven't made this request to you yet because you have just started construction. When you are almost finished, they will start to make trouble."
"If you don't agree, the factory will not be able to open. At this time, the investors have already paid a huge capital investment, either in vain, or come up with some jobs."
Nochira frowned and said, "What the is asking! Does the police care about it?"
Adams said: "Of course, but you are in a remote location. It is impossible for the police to stand guard every day, right?"
"There will always be trouble...maybe the warehouse will be bombed by then."
The evil dragon smiled and said, "Okay, isn't it a gang? I will lead someone to talk to them."
As he spoke, he showed teeth like a shark.
Nozilla sighed and said, "Don't, this is the United States! More than 80% of the gangs in Detroit have contact with the Illuminati."
"At least one-third of the bosses even joined the Illuminati directly as a junior member."
"And for some large gangs, their boss may be a mid-level Illuminati."
Adams pointed the laser pointer at the map on the blackboard and said, "That's for sure. Look..."
"This is the wealthy neighborhood of Detroit. A small number of white rich people still live there."
"Have you seen this castle?"
Everyone saw that there was a photo pinned to the map.
The photo shows a Victorian castle-shaped villa with a cast iron crown on the roof. Inside the gate with a semicircular arch, there are beautiful gardens and a fountain with statues in the square.
There are domed towers, high chimney pavilions and porches surrounding verandas. The brick walls are dotted with cross windows and the upper level is half-timbered.
Looking across the fountain garden, there are six steps, and the mahogany gate on the steps has a strong Renaissance style.
On the door, there are three silver swords hanging.
"The owner of this castle, Veronica Alona, ​​controls Detroit's largest gang, "Opal". In addition to arms, drugs, and goods, this gang also does a lot of formal business." Adams said.
I saw the evil dragon stood up in shock: "These... these three swords!"
Nozilla also felt a little bit in his heart, but didn't show it.
Adams smiled and said, "Carol, this is what you told me... the characteristics of the Sword Hand family."
"What kind of sword palm family..." Although Nozilla knew everything in her heart, she still asked on behalf of everyone.
The evil dragon said solemnly: "The real organizers of the modern Illuminati, there are 11 people in total. They are the creators of the modern Illuminati, and they are called swordsmen."
"The sword represents authority. They are the peak of power. All the people in their family are also affected by it and occupy positions in the Illuminati. Therefore, the Illuminati is controlled by eleven families."
"Each family is in charge of the'Three Swords'. The Veronica you mentioned should be a relative of the sword holder, but you can also hang three swords of that style in your house to show your identity."
Lao Wang suddenly said: "11 people, exactly 33 swords!"
The evil dragon said: "But a 33-level bright member cannot be hereditary. Once the sword-handling family in the family dies, it is equivalent to being pushed out of the core council, and it is no longer a sword-handling family."
"The promotion at level 33 is very strict and I would rather be vacant. So although there are eleven large families who control the Illuminati, there are actually only nine swordsmen. There are currently four vacancies at level 33!"
Huang Ji smiled and said: "This is not strict, but the remaining nine people, who are happy to see less power split..."
Everyone laughed, and the one who died would be one less. The swords in the core council that are still alive will naturally become more powerful!
To become a level 33, half of the level 33 consent is required.
Of course, the remaining people find various reasons to refuse, so that their power will be greater.
The evil dragon continued: "Yes, if you have to choose another individual to join the sword-handling sequence, you must also choose from eleven families. After all, no one wants to see a new family rise again."
Lao Wang wondered: "Huh? Didn't you say that in theory everyone has a chance to become level 33?"
The evil dragon sighed: "There is a chance, that is to become a sword bearer..."
"The first eleven families, in order to continue to hold the power, if there is no good successor, they will choose strong, loyal, and likely to be promoted to the 32 orphans as their sword bearers!"
Seti and the others suddenly realized, Yam held his chin and said, "The sword bearer, does that mean that?"
The evil dragon said: "The so-called sword holder is equivalent to the alternate sword holder. The'sword' has a special meaning. Only eleven families can control it, and the sword holder only holds it for them."
"Back then, my brother Moore climbed to level 32. He was actually two steps away from reaching the top! In addition to making a huge contribution and being recognized by at least half of the swordsmen, he had to become the swordsman of a certain family first, because Level 33 can only be selected from among the sword-holders! This is a contract game for the seniors."
Old Wang pondered: "Sword-holder of a certain family? Family representative..."
The evil dragon said: "It's like this... Generally speaking, major families will choose their relatives, but if their relatives don't work hard and cannot become Nirvana, they have no choice but to choose outsiders."
"One of these must be through marriage, and then the other party will be awarded the title of sword-holder. This is equivalent to pulling the other party into your own family, or letting the family go to campaign!"
"Hundreds of years have passed, and the sword-handers have changed one crop after another, but the family will always be those eleven!"
"So I said, the most important thing for promotion to level 33 is loyalty."
Lao Wang asked, "Why do you still have to be a Nirvana?"
The evil dragon smiled and said: "Becoming a level 33, UU reading www.uukanshu.com does not require a Nirvana. But Nirvana is strong and long-lived. The major families choose swordsmen and they must choose to live long... …"
"In this way, once the selected people are promoted, they can be a sword-handling family for decades or even hundreds of years."
Lao Wang and others sighed, this is simply a noble alliance.
The Illuminati will always have only eleven families in power, there will only be less, not more.
But right now, there is a sword-handling family in Detroit, although that woman is only level 10.
But this is equivalent to the nobles in the Illuminati, and the hidden connections are amazing.
"There are three swords hanging in her house, indicating that they are relatives of the nine current sword bearers."
"Hua Xu, have you figured it out clearly? How do you surrender her?" Adams asked.
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