Chapter 1483 - 443: Chaos in the North and South Districts (Part 4)

Chapter 1483: Chapter 443: Chaos in the North and South Districts (Part 4)

I heard there’s a yellow-skinned guy who did something in the South District and offended that insane group, so they’ve sent out a lot of people to find that yellow-skinned Asian man. Somehow, they might have gotten wind that someone in the North District saw the yellow-skinned Asian man, so they swaggered over with their people.

These people are insane!

Previously, everyone ignored those insane people in the South District because that place couldn’t squeeze out much profit, so the Mayor and those big shots didn’t bother cleansing the South District.

But this time those lunatics went too far, I heard Mr. Mayor already got angry and called together many big shots to thoroughly clean up those lunatics from the South.

Looking for the yellow-skinned Asian man, that’s looking for myself.

Chen Yan smiled: "Is the Mayor... very powerful? The police station looks shabby, probably not many people, not many guns."

"Police? Those useless guys only scare people." The guy sneered, somewhat boastful and a little proud as he laughed softly: "In Gusanka, the police can only scare the roadside civilians, but our Mr. Mayor doesn’t rule this city relying on those useless police!

Our Mayor, his family controls four mines, the closest one is less than fifty kilometers from Gusanka, and the mines are guarded by an army of over three hundred people, nominally government troops protecting the mines, but everyone knows only the Mayor’s family can command this army.

Just wait and see, by tonight at the latest, there will be truckloads of troops entering Gusanka, those lunatics from the south, they’re definitely out of luck!"

Chen Yan smiled, took a sip of beer, and looked into the guy’s eyes: "The ’lunatics from the south’ and ’those insane people’ you mentioned, exactly what kind of people are they?"

This question made the guy behind the bar furrow his brow intensely, he looked at Chen Yan with some doubt: "Sir, why are you asking these? Those guys aren’t to be trifled with, tourists best not ask questions that could cause trouble for themselves."

Chen Yan shook his head: "I work in the media industry, I’m very interested in what you’re talking about, I think I can write about it and post it online, it might become an intriguing news piece."

After hearing this, the guy didn’t shy away, instead, his expression became more interested.

"Media? You mean you’re a journalist? Like BBC reporters? So if I tell you these, is there a fee for providing news and clues? Like an informant fee?

Don’t lie to me, I know these rules well! A friend of mine once provided news tips to a journalist, they gave him two... well, three hundred dollars as an informant fee!"

Chen Yan smiled calmly, and placed two hundred-dollar bills on the table: "Tell me about the lunatics from the south."

The guy quickly pocketed the money, then glanced around: "I can tell you, but you can’t record! And when you write your article, don’t mention my name! Um, and don’t mention this hotel! Because if you do, someone will investigate, and if it leads back to me, I’m in trouble."

"Okay, I won’t mention it."

The guy breathed out, seemed to prepare himself emotionally, and quietly said: "The lunatics from the south, they’re a bunch of insane fools and idiots.

They’re a group of fanatics from an old local cult..."

"Old cult?" Chen Yan raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, an old local cult, honestly, these old cults, nobody has believed in them for ages.

In North Africa, the earliest old cults have mostly died out. First came the Arabs, then you white folks came, people here either go to mosques or churches.

As for the old local cults, fewer and fewer believe in them.

But in this place, in the South District, decades ago, suddenly more people started believing in the old cult.

No one knows why.

Anyhow, those guys are lunatics, fanatics.

But you can’t mess with them, they’re very united, and their revenge is particularly strong. If anyone messes with them, they’ll never give up, and they themselves aren’t afraid of dying.

In the South District, after decades of development, many gangs there are actually controlled by them, though in name the South District is a mix of dragons and snakes, many different groups, but almost half are actually working under the old cult’s influence, it’s even said they have to periodically offer tributes..."

Chen Yan thought for a moment: "Does the Mayor ignore them? With such an underground influence growing big in the South District, can the Mayor and City Government tolerate it?"

The guy shook his head: "The big shots make money in the North District, that’s where they profit. Places like the South District are rampant with paupers, not much can be squeezed out there.

Without sufficient benefit, no one wants to provoke a rabid dog.

Moreover, years ago, people from the South District made agreements with big shots in the North District, the brothels, underground casinos, and some black market deals in the South District periodically hand over a portion of profits to the city’s big shots, so everyone just turns a blind eye to the lunatics in the South District.

Anyway, police hardly ever cross the man-made river to patrol the South, even if a case happens, they just go through the motions.

If it’s trouble caused by the South District folks themselves, they let them settle it internally.