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The leaders of the six affiliated gangs, including Yin Eun-hye, Annan, and Mario, initially thought that the gang leader would at least be someone of lion-like stature. After all, how could someone so powerful as Lion acknowledge anyone else as their leader? Therefore, when they saw Mo Ming for the first time, they were taken aback.
At such a young age, he could almost be the son of some of them. They found it hard to believe that Mo Ming was their leader and felt as if they were being made a fool of. However, judging by Lion's demeanor, it was clear this was no joke.
"Ha ha, Leader, you’re here now! How could we blame you for being late?" Yin Eun-hye was quite shrewd. She understood that one should not judge by appearances. Since Lion recognized him as the leader, he must have exceptional qualities. Thus, she hoped to give Mo Ming a good first impression.
Seeing Yin Eun-hye take the lead, although Annan and the others still felt skeptical, they feared Lion's methods. Even if Mo Ming were an idiot, they still echoed her sentiment: "Yes, we just wanted to see the leader's impressive presence. How could we blame you for being late? Hehe, now that we see you, it’s clear you are indeed young and promising!"
Mo Ming walked over and sat down with Lion. He looked at Yin Eun-hye with a smile and said, "Yin Eun-hye, the leader of Hong Xiu Bang. Although Hong Xiu Bang wasn’t established by you, after your husband passed away and the gang was in disarray, if you hadn’t taken on that heavy burden, Hong Xiu Bang might not exist today. You are a remarkable woman; I admire you!"
Upon hearing this, Yin Eun-hye smiled slightly and shook her head. "Thank you for your praise, Leader. No matter how capable I am, I am still a woman. If it weren’t for the brothers in the gang supporting me, I doubt I could have persevered until today."
"I am well aware of your abilities; there’s no need to elaborate."
Mo Ming smiled slightly and then turned to Annan. "You are the second-in-command of Evil Gang. I’ve heard that Wesley, the former leader of Evil Gang, conspired with some elders to seize power back in the day. In terms of capability, you are more outstanding than Wesley. Now that you’ve chosen to work with me on great matters, I can assure you this is an excellent choice!"
Annan initially thought Mo Ming was just a naive kid. However, listening to his words and observing his demeanor revealed a commanding presence that suggested he was far from simple-minded.
"Leader, with your words, I will dedicate my life to you!" Annan pledged confidently.
Mo Ming nodded and replied, "There’s no need to dedicate your life to me; just give me your heart. I don’t need you to sacrifice yourself; as long as you sincerely follow me in our endeavors, I can guarantee you will go far."
"Hehe, Leader, since you've said this much, I won’t hide it from you: when I first saw you, I doubted your capabilities and thought perhaps you were just a puppet supported by Lion. But from your eyes, I see a fierce determination; I believe you are definitely not ordinary!" Annan admitted honestly.
"I understand your thoughts; after all, this path is not a child's play—it can be deadly. Who would willingly entrust their life to someone useless?"
Mo Ming was quite clear about the thoughts of Annan and the others. Many people would start guessing from his surface, often equating ability with age. However, the blood of countless enemies proved one point: ability does not equal age. Mo Ming was young, but his strength was sufficient!
Mario and the others remained silent. Indeed, Mo Ming's words reflected their concerns. Walking this path meant that at any moment, there could be enemies wanting to deliver a fatal blow. Without an excellent leader at the helm, there was always the possibility of annihilation.
Seeing that no one spoke, Mo Ming smiled slightly and said, "I want to ask you all, in your hearts, what kind of person should the leader be? Tell me your true thoughts."
"I think the leader, as the core of a gang, must have wisdom to oversee everything. However, having wisdom alone is not enough; he also needs to have some ruthlessness," Yin Eun-hye was the first to express her thoughts. She didn't care whether Mo Ming was that kind of person; she simply shared her opinion.
Liu Wenjie then said, "I agree with Yin. As the head of a large gang, one must possess sufficient wisdom to strategize and defeat enemies through plans. Moreover, the leader needs to have a fierce determination that instills fear in opponents. However, I also hope that our leader has a certain level of strength to lead us forward."
"Why do you feel that way?" Mo Ming asked with a smile.
Without hesitation, Liu Wenjie replied, "In this world, while we rely on friends when we go out and on brothers throughout life, the most reliable person is oneself. If we encounter danger and have no ability to resist even a little, if the enemy directly kills you, won't we just become a pile of loose sand?"
"Clap... Clap..."
Mo Ming applauded and laughed: "No wonder you're the strategist; you have some ideas. You're right; in this world, self-rescue is most important, followed by being saved by others. Your thoughts align with mine; a general and a strategist differ in that a general possesses not only intelligence but also the martial power to intimidate enemies!"
"Yes, that's exactly what I wanted to express," Liu Wenjie said.
After Liu Wenjie spoke, no one else stepped forward. Mo Ming wore a smile and glanced at the remaining three people, asking: "Mario, Eda, Rex, what are your thoughts? Why not share them? If you think I lack the ability to be this leader and someone else is capable of it, I am willing to step aside for him!"
Upon hearing this, greed flashed briefly in Mario's, Eda's, and Rex's eyes. Although it was fleeting, Yin Eun-hye caught it and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly: "These fools who value status over life probably don't understand how terrifying this young man's methods are."
After an intense mental clash, Mario and Eda chose not to stick their necks out. They shook their heads and said: "I feel I lack the ability to take on this leadership role; it’s better for you to take it. I have no objections."
Now, only Rex had not expressed his opinion. Mo Ming looked at him, narrowing his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Rex, do you agree with Mario and Eda's views?"
After hesitating for a moment, Rex glanced at the silent lion, gritted his teeth, and stood up to say, "I originally thought the lion should be our leader. If he were the leader, I would accept it. But you are young and seem to lack ability. If you become our leader, wouldn't we be treating our lives as a joke?"
"Are you saying you oppose me becoming the leader?"
A glint of killing intent flashed in Mo Ming's eyes. Tonight was about making an example; if no one opposed him, Mo Ming would truly wonder how to establish his authority. Now, with Rex stepping forward, his goal for the night could be achieved.
"That's right. I would accept it if the lion were the leader. Lion, will you take on this role? If you do, I, Rex, am willing to follow you. If not, please forgive me for withdrawing!"
Seeing that the lion did not react at all, Rex felt a sense of relief wash over him. He thought he could provoke the lion into action, but since the lion showed no response, Rex's heart began to race. He had already spoken his mind and had no way to back down now.
"Kid, if you want to be the leader, then show us your true abilities to earn our trust. A few words won't convince us to follow you into big endeavors. Just because they are silent doesn't mean they agree; I'm just a representative."
Mo Ming remained silent but slightly curled his lips in a smirk as he applauded Rex's words.
"Hmph! What are you clapping for?"
"Nothing much; I just admire your courage and eloquence. Rex, you're quite cunning, trying to provoke the lion into competing with me for position. It's a pity that the lion won't fall for your provocation," Mo Ming said with a look of regret, shaking his head and adding, "because you're just an idiot."
"Go to hell! Don't think that just because you have the lion backing you I'll yield. You coward! If you have the guts, kill me! I won't back down; even if I die, the Grizzly Bear Gang won't follow you!" Rex retorted defiantly.
"As you said, relying on others is never as good as relying on oneself. No one can interfere with tonight's matters. And lion, if I am taken down by him, he becomes the leader—don't make it hard for him!"
Mo Ming's eyes were already filled with killing intent as he fixed his gaze on Rex, causing Rex to feel a chill run down his spine. The boy who had just appeared friendly now radiated such intense murderous energy that it truly startled Rex.
However, Rex thought that Mo Ming was somewhat foolish for not needing the lion's help; wasn't that clearly asking for death?
"Kid, you really have guts to challenge me one-on-one. I don't know if you're stupid or if you actually have some skill. Heh, I've been in this game for so many years, and it's not just for show. Prepare to die!"
Just as Rex finished speaking, everyone watched as Mo Ming swiftly closed the distance to Rex. Before anyone could comprehend what was happening, Reiscope was kicked away by Mo Ming and slammed hard against the wall.
Seeing this scene, Yin Eun-hye and the others secretly rejoiced at their wise decision not to underestimate Mo Ming due to his age. After all, being supported by a lion surely meant he had unique strengths. It seemed that Mo Ming was indeed not just a pretty face as the leader.
"How's it going? After all these years in the game, is this all you've got?" Mo Ming sneered. "If that's the case, I'm sorry, but because of your actions tonight, you must die."
Rex, lying on the ground, flashed a fierce look and quickly pulled out a black revolver from his pocket. "Kid, you're going to die!"
With a bang, the gun fired. Mo Ming seemed to have anticipated Rex's move; he calmly crouched down and dodged the shot. Just as Rex prepared to fire again, Mo Ming was already close to him, forcefully lifting the gun upwards. Rex squeezed the trigger again and fired two more shots.
"Heh heh, can't win in a fair fight so you resort to using a gun. You've truly been in this game for many years," Mo Ming's voice dripped with mockery. But Rex appeared to hear the call of death itself, his eyes betraying a hint of fear.
Mo Ming didn't waste any more words; he quickly twisted Rex's hand inward, pointing the gun at him and pulled the trigger while pressing down on his hand until all the bullets were fired. By the time Rex had lost his breath, Mo Ming finally released his grip.
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