Charlie was a little anxious. He thought that Biden had been detained in the prison area. He figured that as long as he could meet Leandro, he would have a chance to uncover clues about Biden.However, he didn't expect that Leandro, who was extremely observant and well-informed, wouldn't know anything about Biden. It was not easy to search for a single person in such a big prison. Since he couldn't find Biden in the prison area, his other resort was to explore other areas using Reiki. Reiki exploration was Charlie's second choice in the search for Biden in the prison. Reiki was best for locating a singular enemy in a vast area, just like when he had searched for Miss Dijo, Ruby Chain, in the valley. At that time, she was the only living person in the valley. Reiki had covered the entire valley, and he had found her instantly. To put it bluntly, Brooklyn Prison was a complex building that accommodated thousands of people. The density of living beings in the institution was
At this moment, Charlie's Reiki suddenly sensed that someone had emerged from the ground. He immediately gathered his Reiki there and abruptly found that next to the prison's pipe shaft, there was a very narrow elevator shaft. The length and width of the elevator shaft were both about 1.5 meters, and the elevator cabin was pitifully small, only about 1.2 square meters. Moreover, the elevator shaft had no openings on the first and middle floors, which meant that it went directly from the top floor to the underground. Charlie was not in a hurry to send his Reiki downward. Instead, he stayed with the people in the elevator to the top floor. What was even more outrageous was that the elevator was in a compartment hidden behind a huge office on the top floor. According to Charlie's perception, this office was the largest in the entire prison. He figured that it was most likely the warden's office. Therefore, he hastily used his Reiki to go down the elevator shaft, but to his bewil
Gustavo wanted to see the warden, and so did Charlie. It would be best if he could meet the warden without being noticed by the Rothschild family. However, due to the special situation in the prison, it was not easy for Charlie to achieve this goal. It seemed that Gustavo was his chance. In Charlie's opinion, approaching Gustavo was at least easier than approaching the warden. Moreover, he and Gustavo happened to be in the same prison area. Hence, he leaned toward Leandro and asked, "Do you know how I can be friends with Gustavo?" "Who? Gustavo?!" Leandro shrieked in surprise and then laughed. "Dude, Gustavo was a drug lord in Mexico and also a billionaire. He is probably among the top 100 richest men in the world. He is also the leader of Mexico's leading private armed forces. His existence in this prison is like locking a tiger in a cat's cage. How could he be friends with people like us..." Charlie couldn't help but snort when he heard this. In Leandro's view, Charlie
The hindrance would disappear if Gustavo were to die in the prison riot, and both the US government and the Rothschild family would lose their bargaining chip to control the current ruler of the Sanchez family. Upon thinking about this, Charlie smirked, knowing that his chance had come. He leaned toward Leandro and asked, "Has there been a riot here before?" "Of course," Leandro joshed casually. "Riots are common here, and the guards don't give a damn at all. They are like the owners of a kennel who lock a bunch of dogs in cages and let them bite and fight as they please. They simply stay behind the bars and watch the game. When they have enough fun, they come in to intervene, separate the dogs, drag out the bodies, and beat the crap out of the living dogs." Then, he frowned skeptically. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Charlie looked over to Moses's table and saw that Moses's men had begun to disperse and detour toward Gustavo's table from several directions. "I fe
As Moses's men gradually surrounded Gustavo and his men, Gustavo's men formed a circle around Gustavo. Gustavo's expression was cold with a hint of rage. He felt that these hares were trying to pull dead lions by the beard. He thought of his days in Mexico when he had thousands of men under his command. If someone dared to look at him for even a second, he would take out his gun and shoot him in the head without hesitation. But now, he was in an American prison with no choice but to be threatened by these idiotic musclemen. Noticing that he was outnumbered, Gustavo snapped, "Moses, what do you think you're doing?" Moses nudged his men to the side and walked to the edge of the encirclement. He looked at Gustavo, pointed to his men, and grunted in a serious tone, "You are too boastful here. Some of my men haven't had a real steak in years, but there you are, enjoying the finest food every day! “Half of them don't know what caviar tastes like, but I've seen you pouring a can
The man was so indignant that he shouted, clenching his teeth in rage, "Boss! I've had enough of him! I'm going to kill him!" Moses sneered, "Just do whatever you want! I'll take care of everything!" At Moses's command, the mobsters roared and rushed toward Gustavo and his men. Shocked by the sight, Gustavo's men desperately grabbed the plastic plates and spoons as their weapons. However, what they faced were burly men who spent hours and hours doing weight training every day. In close-range fighting, being physically fit and strong was the key. Moses's men were bigger and physically stronger than Gustavo's men, and it was obvious that Moses's men had a great advantage in a fistfight. Soon, Gustavo's men were defeated, their faces and bodies swollen and bloody. Gustavo watched as his men fell one by one. When half of them had been beaten to the pulp, he thought Moses would stop the fighting, but to his bewilderment, they had no intention of stopping. A thought flashed acr
Gustavo was frightened and no longer had the arrogance and pride he had before. He retreated to the window and begged, "Guys, please! Calm down. Let's talk this over. I can give you money. How much do you want? One million each? How about ten? I'll give you ten million!" He then frantically looked around and blurted out, "By the way, you want to have wine, steak, and caviar, right? Starting today, I'll pay for your steaks, wine, caviar, everything! How about truffles? I'll have them delivered tomorrow! Oh, and also the best tuna! All the best food in the world! "And do you like sushi? There's a famous old man in Japan who makes the best sushi in the world. I'll bring him over tomorrow! If he doesn't want to come, I'll kill his whole family! I give you my word!" "Gustavo..." Moses sneered, "It's not nice to make empty promises, okay? You said you wanted to give us money, right? Okay. Give it to us now! You don't have to give me ten million. I don't want a penny from you. Give my b
Moses laughed. "It's impossible. I'm telling you this because no matter what, you must die today. I'll go down with the ship and never give you a chance to bribe me because I know that your son will kill me tomorrow if I don't kill you now. Also, even if you leave this place and the country, your son will never let you return to Mexico alive. No matter what, you must die." Gustavo's expression turned bleak at this moment. He knew that Moses had burned his bridges and would definitely kill him tonight. Meanwhile, Charlie had overheard their conversation loud and clear. Leandro, on the other hand, couldn't hear anything. He stretched his neck out of curiosity to look and wondered, "Why do I feel that something is not right? If they wanted to teach Gustavo's men a lesson, it should have been over by now. Did something else happen?" "Why not go and take a look?" Charlie quipped while standing up with a smile. "Fuck!" Shocked, Leandro hurriedly stopped Charlie. "Hey, don't be a bu