Chapter 88 Some things you just get used to

This was a rare and pleasant surprise. Wang Xiuyuan remained calm on the surface, but internally he was overjoyed. Just how many sin points and merit points would this yield?

After a brief moment of thought, Wang Xiuyuan gave Holt his instructions.

"There are too many people; we need to clear some out first.

From these one hundred and thirty-two core gang members and other retired elders, pick one child from each family who meets our requirements and lock them up separately.

Then, execute all the bodyguards, drivers, mistresses, and illegitimate children in front of them. Finally, repeat the Boston process."

"Yes, Boss."

Receiving Wang Xiuyuan's order, Holt executed it decisively, without asking why or uttering a single word of nonsense.

After all, they had already been through the same thing once before; it was just that there were more people tonight. It was nothing special.

That's how people are; so-called bottom lines are broken down step by step.

Things they couldn't accept before, once they endured and tried it once, the second time wouldn't have such strong resistance, and by the third or fourth time, there would be no resistance at all.

These things they initially couldn't accept would become routine after doing them a few times.

The bodyguards, led by Holt, immediately swung into action, quickly picking out over a hundred candidates who met the requirements from the crowded group and confining them separately.

These gang members were not known for their good tempers. Seeing their young children being taken away, they struggled to rise and resist.

But their resistance was a joke. Their mouths were wrapped in plastic tape, and their hands and feet were bound tightly with thick, sturdy zip ties.

How could a person who couldn't even speak have any ability to resist? They could only watch helplessly as their children disappeared from sight.

Then, what they feared most happened.

After these men had separately locked up the young children, they didn't stop. They turned their attention to the bodyguards and drivers who had come along with them.

The masked men dragged the bodyguards and drivers one by one to the warehouse wall, drew suppressed pistols from their waists, and fired a shot into each head.

Throughout the entire process of the killing, the masked men didn't say a word. The actions of dragging, drawing, and firing were fluid and clean, without a hint of hesitation or doubt.

Killing a person was as simple to them as cleaning a fish in a kitchen.

After finishing one, they didn't linger for a moment, turning immediately to drag the next person over for execution. These people were like emotionless killing machines.

Wang Xiuyuan watched these smooth movements with extreme satisfaction; this was the result of his gradual, subtle training.

He vaguely recalled the happy times in his past life when he was just a sales supervisor.

Back then, there were two virgins on his team—one hundred percent pure virgins.

Young men in their twenties who had never been in a relationship, nor even held a woman's hand.

Since they hadn't even held hands, let alone kissing or booking a room for a 'friendly match,' those advanced projects for men were out of the question.

Young men have vigorous energy and plenty of fire; they need to vent that excess energy periodically, otherwise, their bodies' yin and yang will become unbalanced, leading to a series of minor issues.

Looking at the two virgins whose faces were covered in acne due to endocrine imbalance, and seeing their innocent, naive, and idiotic expressions, Wang Xiuyuan finally couldn't take it anymore.

One day after work!

Wang Xiuyuan had these two virgins under his command get into his car and went straight to a sauna club he was familiar with.

After soaking and steaming, he thoughtfully helped the two virgins pick out two professional 'players' with excellent 'ball skills' to teach them how to 'play,' and even settled all the bills afterward.

Where else could one find such a good leader like Wang Xiuyuan?

When Wang Xiuyuan took these two 'second brothers' to the sauna again, the two guys modestly refused in his car, but they never said a single word about getting out or going home.

Upon arriving at the sauna club, the two of them silently took their wristbands from the account manager and went to the locker area to change.

Until one day, while Wang Xiuyuan was steaming heartily in the sweat room, he heard a familiar voice outside the door.

'We'll steam for a bit first; sweating makes the whole body feel refreshed. Then we'll go to the restaurant for a midnight snack.

Once we've had our fill, we'll go to the second floor to find those professional players to discuss ball skills.'

As the door to the sweat room was pushed open, his gaze toward that figure was full of mockery.

There isn't a man in this world who truly doesn't want to go out and 'stray.' If there is, it only points to one of two problems.

Either the man has no money to go out and play, or he has no safe channel to do so.

From then on, Wang Xiuyuan understood a truth.

For any matter that causes resistance, as long as they can get the benefits and pleasure they deserve from it, they will get used to it after doing it a few times. Later, they will do it spontaneously without you even having to speak.

These bodyguards led by Holt were the second living example.

They all knew these gang members had committed countless evils and that every one of them deserved to die.

They believed they were saving more innocent victims by executing villains, so they had little psychological burden when they acted against these people.

"Boss, the first batch has been processed. Now only their parents, wives, children, siblings, and other relatives remain—over six hundred people."

Wang Xiuyuan glanced at Holt and then observed the other bodyguards who had participated.

Their breathing was steady, and their emotions were stable; they weren't on the verge of losing control because of the executions.

Turning toward the wall, the densely packed hyper-bionic human models were piled up like a wall, a truly spectacular scene.

"Bring out the bosses of the Ghost Shadow Gang, Anliang Hall, and Harmonious Prosperity Hall. I want to have a good talk with them."

"Yes, Boss."

Soon, Boss Yin of the Ghost Shadow Gang, Master Kui of the Harmonious Prosperity Hall, and Boss Lin of Anliang Hall were brought before Wang Xiuyuan.

Wang Xiuyuan pointed at them, and immediately three bodyguards stepped forward to remove the plastic tape from their mouths.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the restraints on their mouths were loosened, the three of them began to curse profanely, regardless of their image.

"You untrustworthy piece of trash! You motherf*cker, didn't you call us here to talk business!

Is this how you talk business?

Our subordinates, drivers, mistresses, and illegitimate children have all been killed by you! Is this part of the business too?

You son of a bitch, you'll die a miserable death!"

"I f*ck your whole family's [censored] [censored] [censored], you motherf*cking [censored] [censored]..."

"You [censored] [censored] [censored] your mother's [censored] [censored]..."

In short, the three bosses cursed with extreme filth, their language heavily focused on mothers. They no longer had a shred of the poise or dignity befitting a Triad Boss.