There is certainly a reason why Manoro is eager to convene the middle and lower-level leaders of the organization to have a meeting. The most important one is that he can't wait to regain the situation and become Morio's real master again.
In addition, he also needs to readjust the members of the organization, those suspicious guys who were too close to Amaru in the past, must be cleaned up this time, and he must also keep the organization's funds firmly in his hands.
After this twists and turns, Manoro's suspicion became even more serious. His life some time ago was simply unbearable for him to look back on. The passive feeling of being completely controlled by others, but he did not have the slightest choice. He never wanted to experience it again in his life.
In addition, the result of a complete fall in love with Betheron also sounded a wake-up call for Manoro. He felt that it was necessary and even said that he had to arrange a way out for his future.
Since it is a way out, you must have money and as much money as possible. After a period of life in prison, Manoro was also tired of the life of fighting, killing and killing in the past without any sense of security. He thought about working for a few years, making more money, and then changing to another place, hiding his identity, and living a happy life of having no worries about food and clothing, and having sex and sex.
Having a sense of crisis and knowing how to retreat bravely is an advantage for most ordinary people
But the problem is that Manoro is not an ordinary person, he is a drug lord and the leader of the gang. The path he took was destined to have no way out from the beginning, unless - death
What's more, Manoro made a mistake. He was too greedy and was always afraid that his pension would not be enough. Next, someone would tell him that drug lords like him actually didn't have to consider pensions at all, because they didn't have the chance to use them.
Although it is a slum, Morio's morning still has its unique beauty. When the sun rises from the high-rise buildings on the east side of the city, light golden sunlight projects through the gaps between the skyscrapers
Standing on the roof of a dilapidated small building in the slum, feeling the scorching sun, while watching the naked children wearing rags and cotton socks as football kicks. Anyone can feel that there seems to be something called order, returning to this city where prosperity and barren coexist
Located in a dilapidated building in the southeast corner of the Morio slum, a living room on the side of an oval, lacquered conference table, more than a dozen middle-aged people sat silently on the chairs they had to sit on once a month.
Among these dozen middle-aged people, there are men and women, whites, blacks, and browns. Some look evil and some look gentle and elegant, with very complex composition.
When Balas and Semon walked into the living room together, a noise sounded in the not-so-spacious living room. All the dozen people who were originally present stood up, and more than thirty eyes followed them until they sat down in their respective seats.
When Amaru was there, the dozen people here naturally followed him. But now Amaru is dead. Although Manoro, who has been in prison for several years, has returned, these dozen people are still unfamiliar with Manoro's existence. Therefore, Bares and Semon naturally became the leaders in their minds.
Today is the day when Manoro convenes all the middle and high-level leaders of the organization for a meeting. The dozen people who came to Morio early in the morning are the middle-level leaders of Manoro's drug trafficking organization. Although they look calm at the moment, in fact, everyone is uneasy.
According to Manoro's previous notice, the purpose of their meeting today is obviously not simple. Manoro clearly asked them to bring their business accounts for the past two years together with the funds paid this month.
Everyone is out and they are all old fryers. No one is missing a string in his mind
Everyone here has watched the previous TV news. In fact, even if they didn't watch it, no one would believe that Manoro had nothing to do with Amaru's death. This time, Manoro had to check the accounts while collecting the funds, which obviously gave them a chance to take the team.
When Manoro was there, the funds paid by the lower-level organizations every month were never less than half of the monthly income. When Amaru presided over the organization's important matters, the funds collected were 40% of the monthly income of each lower-level organization.
It is certain that if anyone pays the funds at 40% this time, there will definitely be no good results, but the problem is that according to half of the past, these people here are really unwilling to accept it.
Everyone here lives a life of licking blood from a knife. After today, no one knows that there is no tomorrow. Of course, they are not doing this job to find excitement, but just to make money.
Speaking of the middle and lower levels of the organization, they actually bear most of the expenses within the organization. In the past, the measures to pay more than half of the monthly income were unfair to each of them.
Although Amaru lowered the payout rate is only 10%, this ten percent often means a gap of tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars.
Now that Banoro comes back, he will take this part of the money back. The dozen people here are naturally unwilling to accept it.
If there was a man who took the lead in making Banoro's rebellion at this time, the people here would probably keep up. But the problem is that people's hearts are separated from each other's belly, and no one can know the true thoughts in others' hearts. It often requires great courage to take the lead in rebellion. Amaru has that courage, but unfortunately he died at the hands of Li Zaian.
Besides, whether it is Semon or Bales, there is still a big gap between them and Amaru. Even if Banoro is pushed down, they will not be able to suppress the scene, and the final result will be replaced by others.
Semon and Balles obviously understood this, so they remained calm at this time, and had a very stance that was not related to their own affairs.
When Li Zaian followed Manoro into the room, everyone in the room entered the seat, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was particularly depressing and solemn.
Morio is Manoro's lair. After removing Amaru, he once again regained the situation in the entire slum. The gunmen who were secretly clothed inside and outside the house were all loyal to him. Even the bodyguards of Semon and Bales were arranged far away to several houses.
Manoro, who appeared in the room, was wearing a casual dress. He was wearing a colorful half-sleeved shirt with a pair of equally colorful beach pants. He also had a pair of wide sunglasses under his white sun hat. He was holding his favorite cigar in his fleshy right hand.
Li Zaian, who was following him, changed into a pair of brown casual trousers today. He had a sleeveless black tight strap vest on his upper body, his arms and the bulging muscles on his chest were very conspicuous and full of strength.
With a bang, Manoro, who had just walked to the table after entering the door, threw a newspaper on the table, poked it on the newspaper with two fingers holding a cigar, and said: Have you seen all the Amaru incident?
More than a dozen people here didn't say a word, all lowering their heads. One or two years was not very long, but for most people in this room, Banoro now only makes them feel strange.
Li Zaian was sensitive to the negative emotions condensed in the room. His eyes were patrolling the room and instantly realized that it was already very difficult for Banoro to re-control these people.
Traitor! He is a complete traitor! The cold response of no one answer did not stop Banoro's rage. He almost roared and shouted, "You must understand that he betrayed not only me, but you, and each of you!"
Li Zaian lifted his eyelids, rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling above his head.
He saw that he easily got rid of Amaru and took the initiative again, which obviously made Banoro a little proud. Although his opening remark was full of momentum, the content was full of problems.
The incident of Amaru having a connection with the police is still only a report in the news media so far. Banoro has never verified it personally. In other words, he just listened and read the news and decided that Amaru was a traitor.
news?
When did the drug gangs fall to the point of believing in the news media?
Furthermore, even in the news, it is only said that Amaru has cooperated with the police. As for whether Banoro's arrest was related to this, there is no way to prove it.
Now Banoro directly put all the charges on Amaru. It can only be said that he had long been suspicious of Amaru, which also hints from another perspective that the possibility that Amaru's death was related to him was related to him.
The influence of circumstances on a person's way of thinking is too great. Now Manoro is obviously no longer as heroic as he was before.
Manoro's angry roar rang in the small living room for a long time. When he calmed down again, he turned his head and turned his eyes at Li Zaian.
Li Zaian nodded, led the two young gunmen, walked along the aisle behind the people at the table, put away the money box they placed on the table and the account books, and finally delivered them all to Manoro's side.
I almost forgot to introduce you. When Li Zai'an returned to his side, Manoro knocked on the table with his fist, attracting everyone's attention, and pointed to Li Zai'an beside him, saying, "Most of you don't know this brother, he is Paul An, he is the most trustworthy person. From today on, he will replace Amaru's position."
After saying that, Manoro pointed to the empty seat at the other end of the oval conference table opposite him. The position originally belonged to Amaru. Being able to sit on that chair is equivalent to the second person in the organization.
Among these people here, less than one-fifths of those who really know Li Zai'an, Manoro suddenly announced such a decision. Before Amaru's death was found out, he arranged a stranger to take over the power of the organization number two. Of course, there were many people who were dissatisfied.
In addition, he also needs to readjust the members of the organization, those suspicious guys who were too close to Amaru in the past, must be cleaned up this time, and he must also keep the organization's funds firmly in his hands.
After this twists and turns, Manoro's suspicion became even more serious. His life some time ago was simply unbearable for him to look back on. The passive feeling of being completely controlled by others, but he did not have the slightest choice. He never wanted to experience it again in his life.
In addition, the result of a complete fall in love with Betheron also sounded a wake-up call for Manoro. He felt that it was necessary and even said that he had to arrange a way out for his future.
Since it is a way out, you must have money and as much money as possible. After a period of life in prison, Manoro was also tired of the life of fighting, killing and killing in the past without any sense of security. He thought about working for a few years, making more money, and then changing to another place, hiding his identity, and living a happy life of having no worries about food and clothing, and having sex and sex.
Having a sense of crisis and knowing how to retreat bravely is an advantage for most ordinary people
But the problem is that Manoro is not an ordinary person, he is a drug lord and the leader of the gang. The path he took was destined to have no way out from the beginning, unless - death
What's more, Manoro made a mistake. He was too greedy and was always afraid that his pension would not be enough. Next, someone would tell him that drug lords like him actually didn't have to consider pensions at all, because they didn't have the chance to use them.
Although it is a slum, Morio's morning still has its unique beauty. When the sun rises from the high-rise buildings on the east side of the city, light golden sunlight projects through the gaps between the skyscrapers
Standing on the roof of a dilapidated small building in the slum, feeling the scorching sun, while watching the naked children wearing rags and cotton socks as football kicks. Anyone can feel that there seems to be something called order, returning to this city where prosperity and barren coexist
Located in a dilapidated building in the southeast corner of the Morio slum, a living room on the side of an oval, lacquered conference table, more than a dozen middle-aged people sat silently on the chairs they had to sit on once a month.
Among these dozen middle-aged people, there are men and women, whites, blacks, and browns. Some look evil and some look gentle and elegant, with very complex composition.
When Balas and Semon walked into the living room together, a noise sounded in the not-so-spacious living room. All the dozen people who were originally present stood up, and more than thirty eyes followed them until they sat down in their respective seats.
When Amaru was there, the dozen people here naturally followed him. But now Amaru is dead. Although Manoro, who has been in prison for several years, has returned, these dozen people are still unfamiliar with Manoro's existence. Therefore, Bares and Semon naturally became the leaders in their minds.
Today is the day when Manoro convenes all the middle and high-level leaders of the organization for a meeting. The dozen people who came to Morio early in the morning are the middle-level leaders of Manoro's drug trafficking organization. Although they look calm at the moment, in fact, everyone is uneasy.
According to Manoro's previous notice, the purpose of their meeting today is obviously not simple. Manoro clearly asked them to bring their business accounts for the past two years together with the funds paid this month.
Everyone is out and they are all old fryers. No one is missing a string in his mind
Everyone here has watched the previous TV news. In fact, even if they didn't watch it, no one would believe that Manoro had nothing to do with Amaru's death. This time, Manoro had to check the accounts while collecting the funds, which obviously gave them a chance to take the team.
When Manoro was there, the funds paid by the lower-level organizations every month were never less than half of the monthly income. When Amaru presided over the organization's important matters, the funds collected were 40% of the monthly income of each lower-level organization.
It is certain that if anyone pays the funds at 40% this time, there will definitely be no good results, but the problem is that according to half of the past, these people here are really unwilling to accept it.
Everyone here lives a life of licking blood from a knife. After today, no one knows that there is no tomorrow. Of course, they are not doing this job to find excitement, but just to make money.
Speaking of the middle and lower levels of the organization, they actually bear most of the expenses within the organization. In the past, the measures to pay more than half of the monthly income were unfair to each of them.
Although Amaru lowered the payout rate is only 10%, this ten percent often means a gap of tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars.
Now that Banoro comes back, he will take this part of the money back. The dozen people here are naturally unwilling to accept it.
If there was a man who took the lead in making Banoro's rebellion at this time, the people here would probably keep up. But the problem is that people's hearts are separated from each other's belly, and no one can know the true thoughts in others' hearts. It often requires great courage to take the lead in rebellion. Amaru has that courage, but unfortunately he died at the hands of Li Zaian.
Besides, whether it is Semon or Bales, there is still a big gap between them and Amaru. Even if Banoro is pushed down, they will not be able to suppress the scene, and the final result will be replaced by others.
Semon and Balles obviously understood this, so they remained calm at this time, and had a very stance that was not related to their own affairs.
When Li Zaian followed Manoro into the room, everyone in the room entered the seat, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was particularly depressing and solemn.
Morio is Manoro's lair. After removing Amaru, he once again regained the situation in the entire slum. The gunmen who were secretly clothed inside and outside the house were all loyal to him. Even the bodyguards of Semon and Bales were arranged far away to several houses.
Manoro, who appeared in the room, was wearing a casual dress. He was wearing a colorful half-sleeved shirt with a pair of equally colorful beach pants. He also had a pair of wide sunglasses under his white sun hat. He was holding his favorite cigar in his fleshy right hand.
Li Zaian, who was following him, changed into a pair of brown casual trousers today. He had a sleeveless black tight strap vest on his upper body, his arms and the bulging muscles on his chest were very conspicuous and full of strength.
With a bang, Manoro, who had just walked to the table after entering the door, threw a newspaper on the table, poked it on the newspaper with two fingers holding a cigar, and said: Have you seen all the Amaru incident?
More than a dozen people here didn't say a word, all lowering their heads. One or two years was not very long, but for most people in this room, Banoro now only makes them feel strange.
Li Zaian was sensitive to the negative emotions condensed in the room. His eyes were patrolling the room and instantly realized that it was already very difficult for Banoro to re-control these people.
Traitor! He is a complete traitor! The cold response of no one answer did not stop Banoro's rage. He almost roared and shouted, "You must understand that he betrayed not only me, but you, and each of you!"
Li Zaian lifted his eyelids, rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling above his head.
He saw that he easily got rid of Amaru and took the initiative again, which obviously made Banoro a little proud. Although his opening remark was full of momentum, the content was full of problems.
The incident of Amaru having a connection with the police is still only a report in the news media so far. Banoro has never verified it personally. In other words, he just listened and read the news and decided that Amaru was a traitor.
news?
When did the drug gangs fall to the point of believing in the news media?
Furthermore, even in the news, it is only said that Amaru has cooperated with the police. As for whether Banoro's arrest was related to this, there is no way to prove it.
Now Banoro directly put all the charges on Amaru. It can only be said that he had long been suspicious of Amaru, which also hints from another perspective that the possibility that Amaru's death was related to him was related to him.
The influence of circumstances on a person's way of thinking is too great. Now Manoro is obviously no longer as heroic as he was before.
Manoro's angry roar rang in the small living room for a long time. When he calmed down again, he turned his head and turned his eyes at Li Zaian.
Li Zaian nodded, led the two young gunmen, walked along the aisle behind the people at the table, put away the money box they placed on the table and the account books, and finally delivered them all to Manoro's side.
I almost forgot to introduce you. When Li Zai'an returned to his side, Manoro knocked on the table with his fist, attracting everyone's attention, and pointed to Li Zai'an beside him, saying, "Most of you don't know this brother, he is Paul An, he is the most trustworthy person. From today on, he will replace Amaru's position."
After saying that, Manoro pointed to the empty seat at the other end of the oval conference table opposite him. The position originally belonged to Amaru. Being able to sit on that chair is equivalent to the second person in the organization.
Among these people here, less than one-fifths of those who really know Li Zai'an, Manoro suddenly announced such a decision. Before Amaru's death was found out, he arranged a stranger to take over the power of the organization number two. Of course, there were many people who were dissatisfied.
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