A generation of masters starts from DC

Chapter 84
Another week has passed in Gotham City.

During this week, the Mutual Aid Association completely subdued the gang system in the entire East District, and truly completed a de-gang activity.

From this week onwards, there is no concept of protection fees in the Eastern District!

Instead, mutual aid associations spread all over the entertainment and catering industries in the East District. Almost all bars, dance halls, and hotels have become mutual aid association industries. These industries were originally industries with intensive gang participation.

At this moment, as they surrender to the Mutual Aid Association, they will naturally be bought by Moriguang at a low price.

The name of the master is inserted all over the East District.

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

At the same time, another movement is in full swing, which is the food delivery revolution originating from the food delivery app!

The restaurants under the Mutual Aid Association are expanding rapidly, and the marketing volume is almost killing those restaurants that can only rely on customers who come to the store. What is even more frightening is that even though the Mutual Aid Association has slowly increased the prices of dishes, the prices of the dishes are still very low.

As a result, the people at the bottom of the East Side and Gotham City have shifted their tastes in the past few months and fell in love with Chinese food.

This is a victory for price wars and Chinese food, as well as takeaway.

The east side is full of employees wearing yellow clothes and riding electric scooters to deliver food.

Those store owners who laughed at the fact that the restaurant of the mutual aid association might not be profitable before, all of them looked like pig livers at the moment.

If every low-level people in Gotham City can order cheap and affordable meals through their mobile phones, why would they rush to other restaurants to eat expensive and unaffordable food? !
The frightening thing is that due to the takeaway, the number of customers served by the restaurants of the mutual aid association far exceeds the number of normal seated guests allowed.

In other words, as long as the kitchen can still make it, they can satisfy all the guests of 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 untold money.

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

Because Moriguang launched high-priced... meals on the APP.

For example, canned salmon mixed with gold nuggets sells for $5 a serving.

Regardless of whether the pricing is reasonable or not, what rich people eat is not food, but price, as well as unique and considerate services.

Therefore, the takeaway staff who presented this kind of order were all dressed in red and white British-style butler costumes to satisfy the vanity of the main customers of Bingshan restaurant-the middle class.

In addition, the restaurant industry under the Penguin banner has been severely impacted.

This led to a serious consequence that even Penguin himself did not expect.

In the Iceberg restaurant, Penguin just finished eating a piece of ribeye steak. He heard people from the campaign team complaining to him that under the snipe of the mutual aid industry, the cheap restaurants under them can hardly make a profit. the property of.

In the end, the manager of the campaign team said helplessly: "Some people have already started to make trouble, saying that you are not sincere in doing charity. Therefore, your approval rate continues...to continue to decline."

The Penguin put down his fork, rudely snatched the handkerchief handed over by the waitress next to him, and wiped the corners of his mouth.

He glared at the campaign manager he had hired. "The restaurant can't make a profit, so I have no money? Can't I use my money to buy food!"

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

The campaign manager couldn't help reminding him. "Mr. Copperpot, you are not the mayor yet."

"Because of the continued malaise in the financial industry and the recent global economic crisis, food prices have risen, Mr. Coppert, your money is all locked up in the financial market. Are you sure you want to withdraw the money? If you do, there is a lack of capital flow to Your stock market is energized, and you're likely to ... go bankrupt."

Penguin stood up angrily and glared at him.

Just then, someone knocked on the door and entered.

Penguin looked at the person, and suddenly his face became extremely sincere. "Ah, you are..."

The visitor glanced at the manager, and the penguin told the manager to get out immediately, and then only the visitor and the penguin were left alone in the room.

This person spoke only one word. "Is Gutranki dead?"

"Ah, don't tell me that even a person like you is controlled by an owl!" The penguin gave up the main seat and sat down for the visitor. The visitor gracefully put down his hat and sat on the main seat, as if it was a matter of course.

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

"All work for the owls."

"It's like shadows by candlelight, everywhere."

"Tell me about Gutranki."

Penguin immediately explained to him, "I'm very sad that Gutrunkie died."

"Where's his body?"

"It disappeared, and I didn't find it afterwards, but you must know that the chaotic situation at that time..."

Someone came to focus on the point and interrupted his words. "This means that you don't know if he is dead?"

"No. I'm pretty sure he's dead."

The visitor ignored Penguin's self-contradiction and tapped his fingers on the table. "You were with Eaton at the time, so do you think it's possible that the master is Eaton?"

"You actually doubt it!"

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

"At that time, I sat with him and saw the master with my own eyes."

"It's impossible for the master to be him! Besides, how can you doubt..."

The visitor glanced at him coldly, stood up, put on his hat, and left. "I see. I just said it casually. How could it be possible for a ten-year-old child."

"Now that the Court of Owls is asking you to take on Mutual Aid, we cannot tolerate an anomaly, especially if...it interferes with your mayoral campaign plans."

……

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

Moriguang was dragged here by the three sisters for dinner. During the meal time, he heard an old employee bragging there.

An old employee leans against the checkout counter and whispers to the other black/white newcomers, "I've seen the guru."

The new employees took a deep breath.

"Boss, you are really amazing, you have even met the grand master."

"Then how can we meet him?"

The old Chinese man enjoyed the admiration of these black/white youths for him. He grinned and said, "It's impossible. Now that the Grandmaster is the king of the East District, how could he still pay attention to you guys who are new to the club?"

Several new employees were immediately disappointed.

The old Chinese pointed to a wound on his face, "See, this is the proof that I have worked hard for the Mutual Aid Society."

"Hey, but mutual aid will give us more rewards for what we pay."

He gestured a few moves, but he didn't know that Mori Guangrao, who was eating next to him, was observing his Yue Sanshou with interest, but he couldn't help but shake his head, his posture was wrong and his movements were stiff.

The old Chinese played a few sets of Lions in the Den and Weeds and Rabbits.

Grab, hit, grab, and lean on your elbows!
It is indeed a martial art born out of military martial arts.

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

This attracted several other old Chinese employees, one of them turned their palms out, the back of the palm was as hard as iron, and the other's fingers were like twisted sword fingers, and the fingers were soft like swords!

The three wanted to show off, and they fought impressively. The new employees next to them were full of admiration.

Yue's Sanshou moves are concise, the nine sets of moves have evolved into hundreds of moves, the five fingers are all turned into swords, the moves are twists and turns, and the moves are ever-changing. The Iron Palm move is the simplest, but also the most powerful.

When the three fight together, it can be said that they are evenly matched, and it is difficult to tell the winner. To Moriguang, they are like chickens pecking at each other.

The Chinese made a spirit snake out of the hole, slashed with his left palm, kicked with his right knee, and used the grass snake gray thread to move the soft sword around his fingers with his right hand. The Chinese on the other side hit the iron palm with five fingers, but drew A circle, remove the brute force from the iron palm.

So this person didn't have time to react to the hook kick, he was kicked and flew to the back, just knocked down on the table of Senguang, and accidentally poked his elbow into a pork white jade soup.

On the other side, Yue's Sanshou and Iron Palm hit each other, and he punched out with a straight fist. The twist of his waist drove his right hand to spin, and hit him in the face.

The person who used the iron palm avoided the straight punch, but he did not expect this move. He was accidentally hit in the face. He was immediately angry and struck the person who made Yue Shi's hand off with a palm in the chest.

Facing this situation, Moriguang frowned and was extremely speechless.

The three sisters got angry when they saw the contaminated pork soup.

Freya said, "What are you doing!"

The employee who fell got up from the ground, and he said angrily: "I will pay you two big dishes. Can you do it!"

"What kind of attitude!" Grace said bluntly. "You apologize to me first."

"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 will just ask for a beating."

The three sisters looked at Senguang, seeing that Senguang kept his head down and remained silent, so they thought they could find trouble.

At the same time, the employees of the Mutual Aid Association surrounded the three sisters with unfriendly expressions.

Mori Guang bowed his head and said nothing. First, he felt that he could see the actual combat ability of the three sisters. After training for so long, they always wanted to be effective.

The second is to look at how the mutual aid association handles it.

(End of this chapter)