Chapter 114 Messenger
"This must be the work of Lena Fox since she's trying to recruit more manpower. However, I don't have anything extra to feed the people if they're going to flood into my place." Zhou Qingfeng felt baffled by the Armed Nun Society, but he did not plan to ask Lena Fox via wireless radio.
"Just give these newspapers away to the others. There're so many search notices on them, perhaps others might be able to find their families through them." Zhou Qingfeng put the newspaper he was holding aside and waved at Mox. They readied themselves to leave for the subway station. They were running low on time, so it would be better for them to stop bothering with such trivial things.
Night had fallen, and the stars shone brightly in the sky.
Zhou Qingfeng and Mox brought sixteen subordinates along with them. They even used the Walker to carry a large number of tools as they headed to the subway station. They did not turn on any lights and only relied on a night vision device when probing the road in order to prevent the exposing their exact location.
Countless shots were fired in Lower Manhattan during the middle of the night. The trajectories of various projectiles could also be seen on top of the roof. It truly deserved to be regarded as a living hell.
The entrance of New York's subway station was incredibly shabby and narrow. Moreover, the entrance was very inconspicuous. Zhou Qingfeng removed several blocks of ice cream from the truck before throwing a few glances at the entrance. He then saw a man lying in front of the entrance. The man appeared to be quite old, and it seemed that he was holding a… violin?
"Hey, old man, this is not a place for people like you. You better stay away from here." The old man stood up and apologized repeatedly after being kicked by Zhou QIngfeng.
However, the old man did not leave even after he apologized. Instead, he asked Zhou Qingfeng, "Sir, would you like to hear a serenade? I'm Jose Bell, the chief violinist of the New York Philharmonic, and I'm very good at playing the violin. My past concert tickets would always exceed five hundred dollars, but now I'll play for you, for free! What do you think?"
The old man was asking a question, but he immediately started playing before waiting for his answer. Zhou Qingfeng and the others could only look at him in shock.
"Old man, stop it now! No one wants to hear your performance." Zhou Qingfeng yelled at him in anger, "Now get the f*ck out of New York, and you might have a chance to live. Death will be your only fate if you decided to stay here."
"But no one will watch my performance anymore if I were to leave New York. I've been working hard for my whole life, hoping to perform in the New York Broadway Theatre. I wanted to play until I'm dead, and I've almost reached my dream. There's no way I will give up at this point." The old man remained stubborn.
"Then go to other places to perform."
"But the other places aren't safe."
"What makes you think that you're safe here?"
"Because I can feel that you guys are good-tempered."
Zhou Qingfeng really wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, What the f**k! Another idiot again…. He grabbed the old man's shoulder and threw him out of the subway. He then said wickedly, "Old man, just listen to me. Leave now before it's too late."
"But I'm already very old.…"
"No one cares if you're old or not, just don't get in my way."
In the end, Zhou Qingfeng gave him another kick before leading the team and entering the subway. None of his subordinates spoke during the whole process.
Zhou Qingfeng and the others turned on their flashlights the moment they entered the subway and went all the way to the Chambers Station near the NYPD Headquarters. This time around, there were no segmented trains blocking the tunnel, and thus their path was unobstructed. Since the satellite in space was still operating, after arriving at the subway, Mox used GPS positioning to select the excavation points on the tunnel wall.
"We'll start digging upward from here. We might be able to reach a closed sewer if we dig for around six meters." Mox then ordered the large Walker to bring the high-pressure water jet cutter forward.
Zhou Qingfeng had gotten himself several high-energy batteries that could be used to drive a 500 megahertz portable ultra-high pressure water jet cutter. This kind of machinery was perfect for opening a hole on the wall, but its only drawback was that it wasted quite an amount of water.
"Mox, order a few men to take control of the machinery. The others will be responsible for guarding the area. I'll bring some men alongside me to patrol around this area to prevent anyone from bothering us. At the same time, go and bring the remaining tools over here." As Mox seldom talked, it was up to Zhou Qingfeng to give out orders that the others could follow.
The whole process of taking down the wall was actually very boring. As the work was carried out in an absolutely pitch black environment, they did not notice the passing of time. More than a dozen people were grouped into three shifts, and they worked twenty-four hours nonstop in order to make the most out of it.
The first day of their operation soon passed. Mox had successfully opened up a large six-meter hole in the wall. The entire team then entered the sewer and continued their work on the other side of the subway
All of a sudden, Butcher, who went out with the search team, returned to them with a messenger alongside him. The messenger had a letter 'Z' tattooed on his forehead, but he appeared to be quite friendly.
"Mr Hugo, I'm Jos. Loz Zetas sent me here to deliver his regards. I now officially invite you to be part of our family."
However, the several bodyguards that came along with the messenger did not appear to be too friendly. They were wearing turbans and homemade tactical vests. They even had six to seven magazines each and a knife hanging on their waists. They were holding guns in their hands and they keep staring at other people's necks.
Of course, they were staring at Katrina's breasts and thighs too. They even whispered to each other in Spanish, and their tones were extremely obscene.
In order to greet these uninvited guests, except for Mox who was still working in the subway, the other three members of the team had gathered up. Katrina stood beside Zhou Qingfeng and said to him quietly, "Take a look at the bastards' M67 grenades. They're not from the police station."
Zhou Qingfeng too had noticed their equipment. It seemed that they had found either the United States National Guard or the U.S. Army camp and had gotten themselves quite a lot of good stuff.
Jos reached his hand out to Zhou Qingfeng and smiled at him. "Mr. Hugo, please accept the friendship offered by our Lord Zetas, and become one of us. Otherwise, you'll definitely regret it!"
Zhou Qingfeng did not really want to reach out to him. He only compromised when Katrina gently pushed him from behind.
Zhou Qingfeng felt disgusted as he held hands with another man. The messenger's hand was wet and sticky, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
On the other hand, Jos was saying with great satisfaction, "Mr. Hugo, congratulations. You've made the right choice. We've actually known that you've attacked one of our teams and have taken away some supplies from Lord Zetas. Five hundred powerful members of Zetas have already assembled outside your neighborhood area.
"If you made the wrong choice, then things might turn a bit ugly. However, everything's fine now. You're now a member of the Republic of New York. As for the supplies which you took away from Lord Zetas, we'll just give them to you."
Zhou Qingfeng let go his hand and frowned as he asked the messenger, "Mr. Jos, you must have been appointed to an important position for the Republic of New York too, am I right? Could you please tell me your position?"
"I'm the Minister of Foreign Affairs and the humble servant of Lord Los Zetas." The indecent Mexican man even bowed as a sign of respect when he mentioned the name of his leader.
Zhou Qingfeng truly felt that he was having an illusion. How can this kind of person be the Minister of Foreign Affairs? The Republic of New York is indeed a complete joke!
Chapter 115 Shameless
"Mr. Hugo, there is no doubt that our Lord Zetas appreciates your talent. But since you're going to become one of the government officials of the Republic of New York, you need to work for Lord Zetas. We must hold a ceremony for this."
Jos was a trusted subordinate of Los Zetas. He took the risk to come and talk to Zhou Qingfeng. At the end of the conversation, he pointed to the 'Z' tattooed on his forehead and said, "Only the person trusted by Lord Zetas could get this sign. Congratulations, Mr. Hugo. Lord Zetas decided to give you this sign. It's an honor for you!"
Jos smiled happily as he talked, whereas Zhou Qingfeng was the complete opposite. His original thought was to brush them off and just wait for the seven days to pass. He would leave as soon as he infiltrated the NYPD Headquarters and procured the equipment he wanted.
However, the filthy Mexican was planning to tattoo a 'Z' on his forehead. It was a freaking shame and disgrace. Only crazy people would willingly have that sign tattooed on their foreheads! At that point, blue veins appeared on Zhou Qingfeng's forehead. He clenched his fists tight and breathed heavily. He looked like he was about to kill the laughing 'Minister of Foreign Affairs' in front of him.
Jos from Zetas remained smiley. However, if one looked closer, one could see that his eyelids were twitching nonstop, and the muscles of his were slightly trembling. The four bodyguards behind him became tense, holding their rifles with both hands, ready to fight.
Butcher was sitting idly at the corner of the room while trimming his nails. As he heard what Jos said and saw Zhou Qingfeng's reaction, he slowly moved his hand and palmed his holster. Katrina, who was behind Zhou Qingfeng, pulled on his shirt and whispered, "Hold on."
"Why do we need bicycles?!" The mad Zhou Qingfeng turned around all of a sudden and yelled at Katrina. Everyone in the room was shocked. At the same time, they were wondering what he was talking about.
Katrina looked very confused. "I didn't say bicycle?"
"Sorry, my mistake!" Zhou Qingfeng said in a low voice. Following that was another shout, "What?! We need more supplies of ammunition?"
Katrina was confused at first, but very soon she reacted. She directed a cold glare at Zhou Qingfeng.
As Zhou Qingfeng turned to Jos, he saw how Jos was also freaked out by his sudden shout. The so-called Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Republic of New York quickly said, "Mr Hugo, Mr Hugo. The request of this lady wasn't that bad, we could do something about it."
"Really? That's awesome." Zhou Qingfeng instantly changed his facial expression and said with a smile, "First, get us a few heavy armored vehicles. We also need rocket launchers and anti-tank missiles. We don't really need that much, just five hundred of them will do. Oh yeah, we also need a truck of ammunition."
Jos started sweating as he heard Zhou Qingfeng's request. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Mr. Hugo, unfortunately, we can't fulfill your request. It's too ridiculous."
"You can't even do this and you're thinking of building the Republic of New York? Are you just going to rely on a few pieces of rifles to rule the world? You can't even get out of Manhattan! Did you just ask me to join you? You must be kidding me?" Again, Zhou Qingfeng became mad. He pointed at Jos's nose with his finger and yelled at him.
During the past few days, Jos had helped Zetas recruit any armed personnel in Manhattan. He had experienced a lot of difficulties from those thugs and villains. The moment he met Zhou Qingfeng, he thought that the young Zhou Qingfeng would not be as hard to deal with. As Zhou Qingfeng shook hands with him, this thought was only reinforced.
However, as Zhou Qingfeng kept on changing his mind, Jos realized he met the worst rascal. He was just acting! Even though Jos knew it was fake, he had no choice but to try to explain, "Mr. Hugo, the Republic of New York is actually more powerful than you think, we're able to—"
"Powerful? Because of the trash behind you?" Zhou Qingfeng raised his head and glanced at the bodyguards. The four bodyguards immediately attempted to look fierce and domineering. Without delay, Zhou Qingfeng's hand reached his thigh, pulled out his gun and fired.
'As quick as lightning'!
Bang bang bang bang! Four shots in a row. The 'Naturally Gifted' ability had cultivated Zhou Qingfeng's sense of using guns. He pulled the trigger and fired four shots in just one second. The four bodyguards did not even have time to react. All of them were shot in the forehead and died.
It was simply amazing and godly!
No one saw how and when Zhou Qingfeng pulled his gun out, fired and put it back to its holster. Even the nearest person to Zhou Qingfeng, Katrina, did not see it. She only heard the gunshots, and immediately after that, the bodyguards standing opposite them started to fall to the ground!
It was the second time the ferocious lady saw Zhou Qingfeng use the skill, and it was extremely cool! Extremely domineering! Extremely mighty! A thought came to Katrina's mind—it felt safe to stay behind him. She felt very grateful for it!
Jos did not see clearly Zhou Qingfeng's movements too. He saw a blur all of a sudden as a strong wind blew onto him. Following that was the sound of gunshots and people falling to the ground.
Jos turned around, his mouth gaping so big it could fit an egg. He heard the sound of a gunshot, but it was actually four shots! He then only realized why the members of Zetas who were good at guns were afraid of Zhou Qingfeng. The speed of pulling the gun out itself could already be shocking for everyone in the world.
"Mr. Jos, you still think you're powerful?" Zhou Qingfeng proudly raised his head and snorted with disdain. Zhou Qingfeng thought it was a good chance to suppress the opponent.
Sure enough, the originally confident Jos suffered a great blow. He could not face Zhou Qingfeng directly. He endured, however, straightening his back and beginning to stammer, "Mr. Hugo, you alone cannot fight us as a country."
"What a joke. Why would I be afraid of a country formed by a bunch of drug dealers? If you dare to get a rise out of me, I'll kill your bulls**t president. Do you see this pretty lady here? She's known as the Phantom Woman, Katrina Riven. She's the top assassin in the world.
"Did you see Mr. Ivanovic? He's a peerless soldier from the Ukraine War. He had been through the war and went back bloody from all the corpses he's killed. People gave him a fearful name—the Butcher."
"And me, I'm…. Let me think about it.
"I'm the founder of the Armed Nun Society. I'm the guardian of the society, the embodiment of courage and justice. I'm an approved saint by the Church! Didn't you hear about me? Don't you read the newspaper? You're so ignorant! Even I am intimidated by the power I'm holding!"
Again, Zhou Qingfeng proudly raised his head and showed his cold and elegant face!