The group took off their equipment, drove away the three cars at the gate of the factory, and came to the gunsmith's mouth, not far from the bar.

Shortly after their departure, the NYPD and the New York Fire Department arrived belatedly.

The two accurately grasp the timing of the gangster's arrival after the end of the fight, and usually do not have any violent collisions with the gangsters or the underworld, which is an unspoken rule in New York.

As for the chaos in the textile factory, after being characterized by the New York Police Department as a gang fight, it is destined to have no result, and it will only be claimed that the dust explosion caused by the non-standard storage of materials inside the factory will cause a certain number of dead and injured.

Fatal gunshot wounds to the deceased are routinely ignored by medical examiners.

When Fox frees up his hands and officially takes over the Brotherhood, pays a fine in the name of the factory, everything can be restored as if nothing had happened.

This is New York, where heaven and hell coexist.

The crowd came to the bar.

When David got out of the car, the name of the bar was "Sister Margaret's Bad Boy House", and he immediately thought it was very novel and interesting.

He remembered being here.

This is no ordinary bar, it also functions as an "intermediary".

Anyone can post a quest at the bar and wait for the Lone Ranger or some organization to take the order – there's no limit to what the task can do.

Of course, guests can also specify objects to post tasks, and the bar staff will find a way to contact them.

"Kelly, have a keg of beer, a keg."

The gunsmith was rich and poor, and he took out a few bills from his pocket and waved to the waitress at the bar: "Hurry up, I must have a drink today." ”

"No problem."

Kelly is a brown-haired woman about forty years old, twisting the bucket waist, taking the banknote and laughing: "Long time no see, trouble solved?" ”

"Of course, I'm free." The gunsmith laughed.

"Oh?"

Kelly was slightly surprised, and instantly guessed part of the truth: "It seems that the explosion site just now is your factory." ”

Then he glanced at David, and Fox and the others beside him, smiled, turned around and stubbornly picked up a large barrel of beer and put it next to everyone, and brought snacks and fruit plates.

When David was surprised, Kelly smiled: "For the sake of previous friendships, this is a giveaway...... That old thing from Sloan is finally dead, and it's a pleasure to work together in the future. ”

Fox was thoughtful.

From Kelly's words, she could tell that Sloan had a deep relationship with the "Bad Boy Home Bar".

Most of the verdicts that Sloan forged may have been received from the House of Bad Kids.

Thinking of this, Fawkes couldn't help but feel a little angry again.

It turns out that everyone knows that Sloan is not a good thing, but Sloan is regarded as the most respected leader within the Brotherhood.

"Fake!!"

This made Fox angry and gulp a sip of beer.

Wesley also took a sip of beer, completely relaxed, and there was some indescribable emptiness in his heart.

It seems that after this incident, he no longer knows how to live.

"When it's over, don't dwell on the past, everyone, let's look forward."

David swept over his comrades-in-arms on the table, who were also drinking friends at this time, and said with a smile: "Fawkes, what are your plans for the future?" ”

"I don't know."

Fawkes shook his head, his mood suddenly becoming depressed, and said honestly, "I don't even know what to do in the future, whether the Brotherhood should continue to exist." ”

After this battle, Fox and the others were heartbroken.

They had fought for their faith, and now that the Brotherhood had become a place of filth and filth under Sloan's leadership, they had lost some of the confidence to continue fighting for the Brotherhood.

"Of course the Brotherhood has a reason to continue to exist......"

David thought to himself, you can't retire, if you do, I won't be working in vain.

He advised: "The Brotherhood that belongs to Sloan has fallen, and the current Brotherhood will be reborn in the ruins, broken and rebuilt, and will get better and better in the future." ”

"What do you think?" Fox wasn't stupid and saw what David was saying this for.

"I think the fraternity needs to transform, and of course, that's something that everybody can see."

David said: "First of all, we need to form a council of elders, and on this table, in addition to Matt, there are six of us, the six elders of the new brotherhood, and each elder takes turns to be on duty, supervise each other, and if there are major issues, they need to be discussed and voted on. ”

"Sounds good, but what?" Fox asked again.

The two of them did not hide their discussions, and several people at the table all pricked up their ears.

Matt also finds it quite interesting, witnessing the destruction, reconstruction, and rebirth of an underground organization, and learning a useless knowledge.

"Also, the income of the fraternity is too small, and in this day and age, faith deserves respect, but it also needs more to sustain it."

David said lightly: "In addition to assassinating important people and matching bonuses on the black market, the Brotherhood also needs to open up new ways to make money. ”

"New financial road, how do you say?" Fawkes raised an eyebrow.

"Have you ever thought that our organization has been around for centuries, and the textile factory that was just blown up today is also more than 100 years old, which can be regarded as a long history."

David had already thought about it and said: "With such a good foundation, why can't we give full play to our original advantages and be honest killers to make money?" ”

"Makes sense." Fawkes nodded, "What's your suggestion?" ”

"Of course, the original function of the textile factory will be expanded, and the garment production will be done."

David slapped the table: "The development of an organization must not be limited to immediate interests, we must straddle black and white in order to have a voice in this world." ”

"But even if we have the foundation, it is not easy to develop a clothing brand from scratch." Fox and the others were almost persuaded by Davy and immediately fell into deep thought.

"Clothing is just a derivation, the main thing is something else, something unique to the Brotherhood." David smiled.

What is exclusive to the Brotherhood?

Fox and the others were stunned again.

Medicated Oil!!

The effect was amazing, and he almost recovered from his injuries overnight!!

Matt reacted instantly.

Sure enough, David continued: "Brotherhood specialty oils are so effective that it's hard to find a drug in the world that has a similar effect. Haven't you ever wondered what a benefit this would be? ”

The more Fox and the others listened, the brighter their eyes became.

They have been using medicinal oil for a long time, and naturally know the gap between the Brotherhood's medicinal oil and the medicine in the outside world, one in the sky and one in the ground.

However, the experience over the years has made them accustomed to it, and it is not strange.

Now, after David's point, I instantly realized the key.

"It just so happens that I have a pharmaceutical company, and at the same time, I have some proper network."

The smile on David's face deepened, and his tone was determined: "The Brotherhood will cooperate with me, the profits will be distributed reasonably, and soon, the Brotherhood will no longer worry about money." ”

"I personally agree with your suggestion, but in principle, I need to consult with the remaining members of the Brotherhood."

Fox didn't reply immediately, but David wasn't in a hurry.

Business is all negotiated, and it is rare for the other party to make a decision after speaking.

Besides, as long as the medicinal oil is commercialized, the interests within the fraternity must have David's share.

Otherwise, it's not in vain?

Although David seems to be a little close to the Brotherhood, no one will deny that he was a member of the Brotherhood and has made great contributions to the Brotherhood.