Another week has passed in Gotham City.

Within a week, the Mutual Aid Association completely subdued the gang system of the entire East Side, and truly completed a gang de-gang activity.

From this week onwards, there is no concept of protection fees in the East End!

Instead, mutual aid associations spread across the entertainment and restaurant industries in the East District, and almost all bars, dance halls, and hotels became the industries of mutual aid associations, which were originally industries in which gangs were intensively involved.

At this moment, as they surrender to the mutual aid association, they will naturally be acquired by Moriko at a low price.

The name of the Grandmaster is inserted throughout the Eastern District.

Now, the Grandmaster has become the protector, master, and guardian of the Eastern District.

At the same time, another movement is in full swing, which is the takeaway revolution with takeaway apps as the source!

The rapid expansion of the Mutual Aid Society's restaurants has almost driven the sales of those restaurants that can only rely on food to kill customers, and what is even more terrifying is that even though the Mutual Aid Association has slowly increased the price of its dishes, the prices of the dishes are still very low.

As a result, the low-level people in the East End and Gotham City have shifted their tastes and liked Chinese food in the past few months.

This is a victory for price wars and Chinese cuisine, as well as takeaways.

The East End is full of employees dressed in yellow and riding electric cars delivering takeaways.

The shopkeepers who had previously ridiculed the Mutual Aid Society's restaurants for probably not being profitable were now all looking like pork livers.

If every low-level person in Gotham City can order cheap and affordable food through their mobile phones, then why do they have to go out of their way to other restaurants to eat expensive and unaffordable food?!

The scary thing is that, due to takeaways, the number of customers served by the Mutual Aid Society's restaurants far exceeded the number of normal seated guests allowed.

In other words, as long as the kitchen still has time to do it, they will be able to satisfy all the guests in Gotham City!

At this point, mutual aid associations don't even need actual restaurants, as long as they set up dozens of virtual restaurants on the food delivery app, they can make countless money.

Under the sniping of takeaways, not only the low-price market was completely occupied by mutual aid associations, but even the business of iceberg restaurants was affected.

Because Senguang launched a high-priced ...... on the APP Meals.

For example, canned salmon mixed with gold grains sells for $50,000 a piece.

Regardless of whether the pricing is reasonable, the rich eat not the food, but the price, and the unique and considerate service.

Therefore, the delivery people who give away this kind of order are dressed in red and white British butler costumes to satisfy the vanity of the middle class, the main customer of the iceberg restaurant.

In addition, the restaurant industry under the penguin banner has been hit hard.

This led to a serious consequence that even the penguin people themselves did not expect.

At the Iceberg Restaurant, the Penguin Man had just finished eating a rib-eye steak when he heard the campaign complain to him that under the sniping of the mutual aid industry, their cheap restaurants could barely make a profit, and if they couldn't make a profit, they couldn't do charity, and they couldn't give free property to the people.

In the end, the manager of the campaign team reluctantly said: "Some people have started to make trouble, saying that you are not sincere in the charity industry at all." As a result, your approval rating continues to ...... Continued decline. ”

The penguin man put down his fork and rudely snatched the handkerchief from the waitress next to him and wiped the corners of his mouth.

He glared at the campaign manager he had hired. "If the restaurant can't make a profit, I won't have any money? Can't I use my money to buy food? ”

"You idiot, do you want to starve the future mayor's people to death?"

The campaign manager couldn't help but remind him. "Mr. Copote, you're not mayor yet."

"Because of the continued malaise in the financial sector and the recent global economic crisis, food prices have risen, and your money, Mr. Copote, is locked up in the financial markets. Are you sure you want to withdraw your money? If you do, you will likely ...... by a lack of capital flows to breathe life into your stock market will go bankrupt. ”

The penguin stood up angrily and glared at him.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

The penguin man looked at the comer, and suddenly his face became very sincere. "Ah, you're ......"

The visitor glanced at the manager, and the penguin told the manager to get out of the room, leaving only the visitor and the penguin alone.

The man opened his mouth with a word. "Is Gutrangi dead?"

"Ah, is it possible that even a character like you is controlled by an owl!" The penguin man gave up his seat and sat down for the visitor, who gracefully lowered his hat and sat on the throne as if it were taken for granted.

The visitor glanced at the surprised penguin man and picked up the burning candle on the table.

"Everybody works for owls."

"It's like a shadow in the candlelight, everywhere."

"Tell me about Gutrangi."

The penguin man immediately explained to him, "I'm sad that Gutrangi is dead." ”

"Where's his body?"

"It's missing, I didn't find it afterwards, but you know, the chaos was ......"

Someone came to the point and interrupted him. "Does that mean you, and I don't know if he's dead?"

"Nope. I'm pretty sure he's dead. ”

The visitor ignored the penguin's contradictions, tapping his fingers on the table. "You were with Eton at the time, so do you think the Grandmaster could be Eton?"

"You actually doubt!"

The penguin's eyes widened, as if he had heard something incredible, and he took a few steps back, and then became alert. "No, Eaton is a good boy. You can't even doubt him. ”

"I sat with him and saw the Grandmaster with his own eyes."

"Grandmaster can't be him! Besides, how can you doubt ......"

The visitor glanced at him coldly, stood up, put on his hat, and left. "I see. I'm just casually saying, how can a ten-year-old be possible. ”

"Now, the Owl Court wants you to deal with the Mutual Aid Society, and we can't tolerate an outlier, especially ...... It interferes with your mayoral campaign plan. ”

……

East District, Shen's Restaurant, the headquarters of the Mutual Aid Association.

Morimitsu was dragged here by the three sisters to eat, and at meal time, he heard an old employee bragging there.

A veteran employee leaned against the cash register and whispered to other new black/white people joining the mutual aid society, "I've seen the Grandmaster. ”

The new hires took a deep breath.

"Boss, you are really amazing, even the grandmaster has seen it."

"Then how can we meet him?"

The old Chinese enjoyed the adoration of these black/white youths, and he grinned, "No way." Now that the Grandmaster is the king of the Eastern District, how can he still take care of a few of you new cubs. ”

Several new hires were immediately disappointed.

The old Chinese hehe pointed to a wound on his face, "See, this is the proof that I was born and died for the mutual aid association." ”

"Hehe, but mutual aid will give us more for what we give."

He made a few gestures, but he didn't know that Sen Guanghuan, who was eating on the side, was observing his Yue clan with interest, but he couldn't help but shake his head, his posture was wrong, and his changes were stiff.

The old Chinese hit a few sets of lions into the hole, wild grass and rabbits.

Grab, grab, tumble, elbow!

It is worthy of being born out of the martial arts of the army.

However, because the learning is still short, many movements are not standard and are not in place.

This attracted the rest of the old Chinese employees, one turned his palm out, the back of the palm was as hard as iron, and one person's fingers were like fingers around the sword, and the fingers around the soft sword!

The three of them had the intention to show off, and they fought, and the new employees next to them were full of admiration.

Yue's loose hand moves are concise, nine sets of moves have evolved into hundreds of moves, and the five fingers of the finger soft sword have all turned into swords, and the moves are twists and turns, ever-changing, and the iron palm moves are the simplest, but also the most powerful.

The three of them fight together, which can be described as comparable, difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and for Morimitsu, they are rookies pecking each other.

This Chinese used the spirit snake out of the hole, split with his left palm, hooked his right knee, and used the grass snake gray line with his right hand to open the finger twisting sword move, and the Chinese over there hit the iron palm with five fingers, but drew a circle with his fingers, removing the brute force of the iron palm.

So the man didn't have time to react to the hook kick, and was kicked to the back, just falling on the table of Mori Guang, and accidentally poked his elbow into a pork white jade soup.

On the other side, Yue's hands struck with iron palms, striking out with straight punches, and the twisting of his waist drove his right hand to rotate and hit people in the face.

The man who made the iron palm avoided the straight punch, but he didn't expect that there would be this move, and he was accidentally hit in the face for a while, and he was immediately annoyed, and slashed at the chest of the person who made Yue's hand loose.

Faced with this situation, Mori Guang frowned and was extremely speechless.

The three sisters looked at the contaminated pork soup and became angry on the spot.

Freya said, "What are you doing? ”

The employee who fell got up from the ground, and he said angrily: "I'll pay you two big dishes." Okay no! ”

"What an attitude!" Grace spoke up. "You apologize to me first."

"Okay, okay, I apologize."

Zenani slammed his fist on the table. "If an apology is useful, what else do you need from the police? If you dare to provoke us today, you are looking for a fight. ”

The three sisters looked at Mori Guang, and when they saw that Mori Guang kept his head down and was silent, they thought that they could find trouble.

At the same time, the employees of the mutual aid association surrounded the three sisters and showed their bad eyes.

Mori Guang bowed his head and was silent, first, he felt that he could take a look at the actual combat ability of the three sisters, and after training for so long, he always wanted to have an effect.

Second, we need to look at the way mutual aid societies deal with it.