Chapter 323 93: Crime and Punishment
These days are the best days for security in Morelia.
God have mercy, police and residents alike can testify.
What seems to be a normal routine on weekdays is that the number of homicides has dropped sharply.
Even if two unruly gang members dislike each other and even start a fight, they still refuse to pull out the gun from their waists and can only punch to the point of flesh. In the end, the two do not dare to force each other too hard. They threw harsh words and left.
Even some residents feel that it is difficult to sleep without the sound of gunshots and sirens to help them sleep.
The cause of this situation is not entirely related to the supernatural. For the two mysterious supernatural beings Jamie and Carlos, they will be wary at most, and then slowly test them. However, Oakley's identity is suspected to be related to the Black Angel, so they can't even test it. No need.
The rich fled the city overnight, leaving behind informants to control the situation from a distance. The poor and lucky ones found a place to hide in fear, and warned their subordinates not to do anything illegal in the near future.
The gangsters are all law-abiding, and Morelia will suddenly become a civilized city.
Oakley paid no attention to this.
If you don't break the law on the spot, then he will randomly find a few notorious guys to clean up every day, and wait to see if Lord Angel will need him.
However, after he did not receive orders from Lord Angel on the first day he appeared, he knew that Lord Angel did not need his help for the time being.
He just needs to keep doing what he wants to do and his only goal in life.
The only thing to do in the future is to be more secretive, make frequent transfers, and stay useful, so as not to be visited by that crazy Chaoran.
The battle that took place in South Australia that day was the one where he suffered the most. Under the seriousness of the other party, he was almost powerless to fight back.
Even facing his former idol, Captain Jamie, he can obviously fight back and forth.
As for Carlos, Oakley didn't know his identity, but he still recognized his slightly revealed strength.
He even knew that Carlos did not deal with him or drive him away, probably in the hope that he could disrupt the order of the gangs in Morelia without causing great chaos, so that the Citizen Gang controlled by Carlos could get A round of expansion opportunities.
Oakley doesn't mind being used in this regard. At least the overall goals of him and the Citizen Gang are similar. They both hope that there will be no more sinners in the world. The difference is that they kill the Lord and the Lord.
Therefore, he did not make any appearance of a complete liquidation, but just killed a few high-level gang members who committed evil crimes every day, making those people frightened and at the same time unable to make up their minds to summon everyone to fight with him.
These are the experiences he summed up during the cleanup of gangs in South Australia, that is, these seemingly ferocious gangsters also have a lot of weakness and compromise. As long as they master the strength, they can even kill each other.
That means Oakley doesn't have enough time, otherwise he would definitely experiment here.
But it doesn't matter. You can use this method to conceal your existence and avoid those who pursue you.
He was more or less aware that Lord Angel had a poor reputation among most transcendent beings, so as not to provoke a few more pursuers.
An apartment somewhere.
One foot stepped on the back of the dying struggler, and the owner of the foot gently increased the strength, quietly admiring the desperate man's repentance and death.
The spine was shattered, and the lungs wrapped around the tenaciously beating heart were crushed on top of the broken ribs.
The man's body trembled, then stiffened, his eyes darkened, and just like that, a high-ranking gangster passed the final journey of his life.
Oakley gave what he thought was a gentlemanly smile to the frightened woman beside the bed.
"Can you please lend me a towel?"
The woman's eyes were distracted, and she didn't even dare to cover it with her hands. After hearing Oakley's words, she seemed to come back to her senses, and hurriedly ran to the bathroom, took out a clean towel, and knelt at Oakley's feet. , hurriedly cleaning his shoes for him.
Oakley gently grabbed her hand and brought the towel over.
"I'm used to doing it myself, so I don't need a tip."
Guessing that what Oakley said might be a joke, the woman struggled to squeeze out a smile, but she didn't dare to laugh out loud. She just looked up at Oakley who was wiping his shoes.
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
There was a knock on the door.
Oakley stopped and looked at the woman curiously.
When he killed the man, he blocked out the sound, so the neighbors shouldn't have heard anything and came over.
"It's him. He also called someone. I heard that the woman didn't want to do his business, but in the end she was threatened by him." The woman tried hard to recall the few words the gang executive said before he died.
"Does he have such a bad reputation?" Oakley raised an eyebrow. Naturally, the information he collected had nothing to do with such trivial matters.
The woman smiled bitterly: "His abuse is famous"
As he said that, he showed Oakley the scars on his body.
"My family is in the area he controls, so I can't do anything."
Oakley nodded, pointed to the door without saying anything.
"Open the door."
The woman casually wrapped a sheet around her body, carefully walked around the body, walked to the door, took a deep breath, opened the door, and then quickly pulled the woman in who was holding a mobile phone and was about to make a call.
Oakley happened to be cleaning his shoes and glanced at the woman. She was an acquaintance.
"Jessica?"
The woman who was pulled in happened to be the woman he met at the bar the day he first came to Morelia, and he learned a lot of low-level information from her.
Jessica lay on the ground with her hands supported, and her eyes finally shifted from the broken body to Oakley. She was so impressed by him that she remembered his name.
"Mr. Oakley"
Originally, she was just suspicious of the name, but now she saw the body with a large body collapsed from the back, the day Oakley met her, and the online reports about the identity of the Dirty Winger, allowing her to connect everything at once. It was determined that the Oakley in front of him was Oakley the Evil Winger who specialized in killing criminals.
"Sir." The original woman glanced at Jessica, "Her name is Daisy."
Daisy's body trembled, her lips opened slightly, then pursed again, lowering her head and not daring to look at Oakley again.
"It doesn't matter."
Oakley didn't care whether these people's names were true or false. He would be leaving tonight, and the name of an ordinary passerby didn't matter to him.
"I don't know if there are any remnants of this gang, and I won't care about it. If you are worried about retaliation, just go to the Citizen Gang's territory and stay. Other gangs don't dare to do anything." Oakley has dealt with it in the past few days. After a sinner, it is customary to leave these words to the ordinary people involved.
Again, his cruelty is only for those whose crimes he thinks deserve death. For ordinary people, he only uses the posture of ordinary people. Even arrogance does not exist. As long as you are reasonable, spray He doesn't look like he can speak for himself with strength.
Tonight is also his last action. He will leave the city directly later and go to Monterey, the capital of a drug lord country close to Aramco.
It is also the sphere of influence of the Zetas among the six major gangs.
Oakley's calmness was completely beyond the two women's expectations.
I originally thought that beings with such power would definitely not care about the lives of little people like them. The reason why the woman took the initiative to reveal Daisy's name was just to gain a well-behaved impression, in order to have a one in ten thousand chance. Leave your life behind.
Now it seems that the other party did not intend to kill them in the first place, but her initiative provoked Daisy.
But no matter what, my life has been saved, and there is some money in this apartment. If I search it, maybe
After throwing away the towel that had polished his shoes, Oakley was about to leave.
But Daisy took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to stand up, and stretched out her hand: "Mr. Oakley!"
Oakley stopped moving away from the window, closed the blood-stained curtains again, and turned to look at her expressionlessly.
The other woman was trembling, mentally cursing Daisy for her recklessness.
Don't take charity from the strong for granted, she understood this at the age of fourteen.
Now she was only afraid that Daisy would go too far and say something random, which would make Oakley a little angry and kill her too.
"Mr. Oakley, do you need a glove? I will absolutely obey your orders, no matter what you ask me to do, or you can kill me when you don't need it any day."
Daisy said with pleading eyes.
"The chaos in this city will not last long. A new order will be established soon. Just wait quietly and be an ordinary person." Oakley shook his head, feeling that it was unnecessary.
"No, I have despaired of this city and this country. I have heard about you in the past few days. You killed all the local gangs in South Australia and caused the crime rate to plummet. I admire you very much. This is What I want to do is kill until they are frightened. I know I don’t have the ability. But I also want to do my part for what you have done, so that all those bastards who knock their bones and suck their marrow will die, so that people like me will no longer be born endlessly on this land, looking at myself all the way. life, died in a destined accident.”
Daisy begged.
Oakley, who wanted to leave directly, after hearing Daisy's words, inexplicably thought of the past. If Captain Jamie appeared in his life before Lord Angel, then I'm afraid he would rely on Jamie at all costs. Captain, providing a small amount of strength for the hero to fight against evil.
It's a pity that the current Captain Jamie disappoints him so much.
Then will Oakley disappoint this woman named Daisy?
Looking at Oakley who seemed to be lost in thought, Daisy's clenched palms became wet.
She really meant what she said. She had gone through enough days where it seemed like anyone could force her.
She didn't know that the Citizen Gang was extraordinary, and she just regarded the Citizen Gang as a more ambitious gang.
The method of treating sinners like Oakley was her favorite, pure killing. When she saw the corpse for the first time, she was not afraid, but excited, and her body was shaking with excitement.
When that disgusted face looked at her lifelessly, Daisy seemed to be lifted up.
Oakley put away his thoughts, looked at the nervous Daisy, and slowly uttered the words that would determine the other person's life.
"Okay."
St. Anthony's Hospital.
Maria was pushing the wheelchair, and her mother was sitting on it, and together they were basking in the sun in the exquisite garden inside the hospital.
In my father's words, if I don't go out for a walk, my blood vessels will become moldy.
Maria's father has recovered better than her mother. He no longer needs a wheelchair and is now playing cards with other old men sitting on tables and chairs in the garden.
Rio is located in the southern hemisphere, and December is summer. Fortunately, there are many shady places in the garden, so the two of them walked around and it was not too hot.
It's just that her mother's face looked worried, and she looked like this every day. Her father gave Maria the opportunity to be alone with her mother because he wanted Maria to give her some advice.
"Well, you said it's so much money, how are you going to pay it back then? The official investigation revealed that the pipes are aging and leaking, but the compensation will definitely not be much. Where can we find a new place to live?" the mother kept mumbling, so The only concern is money.
Money has troubled her mother for the first half of her life, and Maria tried her best not to let her mother worry about money every day for the rest of her life.
Maria was also worried about how to pay back the money, but she couldn't show it in front of her parents.
They can only pretend to be at ease, otherwise they will only worry more, which will be bad for their health.
"Mom, if I can borrow it, I can certainly pay it back. At worst, I'll rent a house first. Haven't you always wanted to move out? Rocinha is too dangerous. You can't live there anymore. I will also move out of the school in the future. Let’s live with you.”
After the fire, her parents basically lost their ability to work. In the future, they can only rely on some relief subsidies. The government has some low-rent housing open to needy households. She wants to collect information and apply for it.
As for the money owed to Shirai, yesterday he frankly stated that he has no financial resources in a short period of time, and it may be extended to five or even ten years.
Shirai had no objection, and said that if there was a chance to repay the debt, he would tell her, but he also inexplicably warned her not to go to Corcovado Mountain in the near future.
Almost everyone in Rio knows this mountain.
Because standing on it is the Christ of Rio statue, known as one of the New Seven Wonders and the pride of Rio people.
Although Maria felt strange about this sentence, she still took it to heart.
It just so happens that this hospital has a good location. In the garden, you can see the statue of Christ from a distance.
My mother would pray to the statue of Christ every day, probably because she placed the reason for her survival on Christ.
Originally there was only one morning prayer every day, but now it is once in the morning, noon and evening.
Maria didn't agree, but she didn't refute it.
After all, if Christ really appeared, why did so many people die in the fire? Were those who died heretics?
She was more inclined to believe that the man in black robes who haunted the fire scene was a low-key and hidden extraordinary person, and it just happened to happen that day.
But since the other party is unwilling to show up, she'd better not take the initiative to pursue him. This is the best attitude towards an extraordinary benefactor. She is just an ordinary person and can't help that kind of class.
Besides, God has indeed appeared, so praying more may be right, at least it won’t be harmful.
"My dear, stop first. This position is very good. Look, it's like Christ opening his arms toward me." The mother began to pray devoutly. In her gratitude, she also added her longing for the future, hoping that her daughter would not Being dragged down by them, I continued to walk on my own life.
Maria was not sure whether the prayer was addressed to God or to her.
I could only raise my head and stare at the familiar statue of Christ in a daze.
But why do it seem like a few big birds are hitting the statue of Christ?
(End of chapter)