I'm Not Shouldering This Blame [BL]

Ch. 135

The grinning gunman ability holders waited for the dust to settle and reveal their figures.

What S-class, it's just a kid who hasn't grown up yet. No matter how powerful, he's still flesh and blood. Those "ferocious" special bullets can even kill a beast.

The US has established the National Abilities Bureau, and they heard that they were looking for a little kid named Johnson.

Abandoned World's battles have intensified, and the borders have become useless. In the past, you'd need to go through a lot of inspections to get in, but now, it's just an empty guard house surrounded by walls.

For religious terrorists, gangsters, and South American drug lords, this is simply a dream come true.

Even more incredible is, all the destruction would "affect" reality.

They could "remove" the unsightly barriers, reach out to the oil-rich East Coast of the US, and bypass the fierce Wolf Morenza. Now the US government wanted to stop them in the Abandoned World? Don't even think about it!

South American drug lords built a full chain of interests on bloodstained banknotes and had a tacit understanding with all parties, but when "doomsday" began, these are all bullshit.

What's more, the drug lords, these big shots who only talk big aren't even qualified to enter the Abandoned World. The people who initially obeyed orders, after being "wild" in the Abandoned World for so long, even the most loyal middle and senior subordinates began having ideas. They became more determined to wait until they returned to reality and immediately get rid of the boss.

These people, who're willing to betray their own boss and want to control the other forces that were involved in the drug organization, would hesitate to confront the government? Consider the big picture? What situation? What benefits would they have if they don't survive?

Don't like someone, then beat them, kill if there's a threat, what's the use of talking.

The American Abilities Bureau is looking for an S-class Johnson, a clear indication that he's important, so they found him unsightly. They heard that the nephew of old Wolf Morenza was with this kid. Such good luck, they can settle the two in one stroke.

"Wait, if Federico Morenza is not dead, just cut his legs off then take him away. We can feed him enough to survive. After returning to reality, we can find that old Wolf and extort a sum."

The mob thought of going to the East Coast owned by the Morenza, very proud of themselves.

The East Coast gangs are all petty, hopeless guys in their eyes. After all, such a good site is in the hands of Wolf Morenza, making people envious.

They don't usually want to cross the border since the area is too far apart and the US government is not dead yet. If they wanted to go to the East Coast, the only way is through smuggling, but there's no freedom like in South America there.

Bottom line is it's unfair. These guys remembered that if they wanted to make money, they had to kill, grab others' supplies and fight to secure some turf. Why can Morenza just sit at home to collect money? They're the same gangsters, but even if he got caught by the government, he wouldn't even be sentenced to the death penalty. Here, there'd be shooting with the army every year.

Wolf Morenza also didn't give their people a place to peddle drugs outside the underground black streets.

People thought about others according to their own logic. Wolf not letting them earn money is undoubtedly for him to earn more. The truth doesn't matter. They just had to find them and get the goods, but the results are not like that. A few drug lords almost fought over who did it. They felt that the other side is just reluctant to admit it and were sulking, and not willing to share. After that, they sent people to stare at the other's shipping channels.