You're the Traitor

If Yu Shuying used her Mind-Reading Technique to win people over...

"Hmph, I can't stay in this pigsty-like place for long. It's decided, I'll complete two tasks within ten days!"

It was Yu Shuying who spoke, and she made no attempt to hide her disgust for the place.

Lin Qingtong didn't try to persuade her, not because she thought Yu Shuying could do it, but because she believed that practical lessons were more meaningful than verbal persuasion. If the task wasn't completed after ten days, the other party would naturally correct their attitude.

After leaving the airport, Lin Qingtong hailed a taxi, gave the driver the address, and led Si Ming and the others to the headquarters of the Black Earth Gang.

Along the way, Si Ming saw many homeless people and beggars, as well as many emaciated children. They stood in the alleys, their eyes lifeless, like walking corpses.

Conversely, he also saw some very wealthy men who were adorned with gold and silver, had large bellies, carried all kinds of luxury goods, and were fawned over by many beautiful women.

Among all countries, Russia probably has the greatest gap between rich and poor. While the lower class suffers a living hell, the upper class enjoys a much more comfortable life than the upper class in other countries.

For example, in the Su State, even if you are rich and powerful, you still have to abide by the rules and regulations. If you dare to break the law and oppress ordinary people, some Mohist Knight Guard with a strong sense of justice and who act without regard for the consequences will come to teach you a lesson.

In Russia, there are no such concerns. The upper class can do whatever they want, without any restraint or constraints. Prostitution is legal, drugs are legal, gambling is legal. The only thing that can restrain the upper class is their conscience, and conscience is the most unreliable thing.

Many people's impression of the Liu School is that they are thieves, but their original profession is gambling. They do everything from running casinos to betting on sports, stones, and horses. Thieves are the least promising group of people. They only turn to this profession when they can't find any other way.

However, thieves are the kind of people who are most looked down upon, but they are also the kind of people who are most likely to leave an impression. So gradually, everyone started to misunderstand the Liu School.

They arrived at their destination quickly. As they got out of the car, Lin Qingtong said, "I'll take you to see my brother and my master first..."

A gang member standing at the door said, "Boss, you've come just in time. The gang is having an emergency meeting. The elders instructed us to go over as soon as you arrive; there's something important to discuss."

Chapter 220 You're a Traitor

The Black Earth Gang was an accidental creation. Due to geographical reasons, if Su State wanted to do business with Rui State, it had to go through Russia. The relationship between Su State and Iron Brother Pakistan was almost like that between the Celestial Empire and Rui State.

Of course, Rui State surpasses Iron Brother Pakistan in terms of national strength, per capita income, and international environment, making it a relatively wealthy country. If a comparison must be made, its national conditions are similar to those of Switzerland on Earth.

Many people's understanding of the Mohist School is limited to "universal love and non-aggression," but there is another saying that describes the Mohist School: "Mutual love and mutual benefit."

Unlike the Confucian School, who were ashamed to talk about profit, and the Daoist School, who were indifferent to discussing profit, the Mohist School liked to talk about profit, did not shy away from discussing it, and always valued the development of commerce.

From a fundamental perspective, this is related to the working class represented by the Mohist School. Without merchants to market their products, industry could not develop.

Therefore, it is reasonable for the Merchant School to maintain friendly relations with the Rui State and Su State, and even to recognize the Mohist School as their elder brother. The Mohist School are powerful and loyal, and it would be a waste of the merchants' discerning eyes not to take advantage of this powerful ally.

Su State and the Rui State needed to pass through Russia to do business, so naturally they wanted to establish a transit point in Russia. The Mohist School originally did not want to infiltrate Russia, but Russia adopted a slutty attitude of "no limit to length, welcome to come and do it," which made the Mohist School feel that if they did not intervene, they would be letting down Russia's enthusiasm and would be ridiculed as being worse than beasts. Thus, the Black Earth Gang was born.

The claim that Russia is ruled by gangsters is not just a joke. The top four gangs in Russia today are the Northern Darkness Party of the Eclectic School, the Heavenly Fragrance Sect of the Xiang Family, the Thousand-Ren Society of the Military School, Black Earth Gang of the Mohist School.

The name "Beiming" is typical of Daoist School style, because the Eclectic School and Daoist School are inextricably linked. The Eclectic School originally took Tao as its foundation, gathered various opinions, and gradually grew. They even invited Germany to send people to their country to establish a gang, but were rejected by Daoist School with the words, "Hmph, you actually want to use miscellaneous matters to hinder my cultivation to become an immortal? Do you think I can't see through your sinister intentions?"

Both the Military School and the Mohist School valued discipline, so the security environment within the spheres of influence of the Thousand-Ren Society and the Black Earth Gang was significantly better than in other places. While it wasn't true that doors were left unlocked at night and lost items were not picked up, there were at least fewer murders. If something happened, the gangs would stand up for you. Therefore, Russia citizens considered it an honor to join either of them.

As the saying goes, "two tigers cannot share one mountain," and given the long-standing feud between the Military School and the Mohist School, conflict between them was almost inevitable.

In the Black Earth Gang's meeting room, the elders sat in a circle, leaving only the gang leader's seat empty. They were all puffing on cigarettes, creating a tense atmosphere.

The white-haired old man sitting on the left of the empty seat said, "Everyone, come up with a plan. Don't play dumb."

"What else can we do? Now that we know their plan, we should play along, dig a trap for them, and then trap them. We can't just do nothing and let those Nation of Valor take our territory, can we?"

The speaker was a young man sitting on the right named Huang Wanlong. He was tall and thin, with a hooked beak and hawk-like eyes, and a sallow complexion. He was a member of the gang's pro-war faction and had always taken a hard line against the Thousand-Ren Society.

"I disagree! Didn't I just analyze this? This plan was deliberately leaked to us by the enemy. They want to use it to find our mole. What's been leaked now is just the surface of the plan. If we want to set a trap and turn the tables on them, we need to send an informant to investigate the whole plan thoroughly. Then, if the enemy pays a little attention, the informant's identity will be exposed."

The opponent was a middle-aged man named Lian Jun, sitting to the left of the empty seat. He had dark skin, a thick beard, and a head of messy hair piled on his head, making him look quite fierce. However, he was actually a peace advocate in the gang and did not agree with using violence to confront the Thousand-Ren Society. He hoped that both sides could resolve the matter through communication.

Huang Wanlong said coldly, "The purpose of planting an informant is precisely to have him pass on messages. Now is the time for him to play his role. If he can't even do that, what use is he to us!"

Lian Jun said in a deep voice, "Everyone knows the merits of my inside man. You can't erase them by shouting a few words. Especially since my inside man has already entered the upper echelons of the Thousand-Ren Society. If he were to be exposed for the sake of this plan, it would be a waste of his talent. I can't put him in danger."

"Without even the slightest spirit of sacrifice, what right do they have to call themselves Mohist? If they had no opportunity, that would be one thing, but we clearly had the chance to uncover the enemy's plot and strike them hard, yet we sat idly by and let the Nation of Valor invade our territory. This is simply unacceptable!"

"I never said we should sit idly by. Now that we know the enemy is going to take action soon, we should have our brothers prepare for defense and impose martial law, and send people to patrol day and night. If a real fight breaks out, the outcome is still uncertain. In the past, we didn't have any inside information to warn us in advance, and we still didn't lose to the Thousand Ren Society. There's no reason why being on guard now would be a disadvantage."

An elder, who shared Huang Wanlong's pro-war stance, said, "People die in every conflict. Nobody knows who will die next—maybe you or me here, maybe one of your own men. These casualties could have been avoided, but because of your selfishness, you watched them happen. I think you only treat your own men as brothers, not the other members of the gang!"

Lian Jun's comrades, of course, wouldn't let their leader fight alone. "It's precisely because you held this mindset that all the spies your pro-war faction planted are dead. Can I say that you never treated them as brothers?"

Seeing that both sides were banging on the table and glaring at each other, showing signs of a fight about to break out, the white-haired old man quickly pressed down on his cane and shouted, "Enough! With a formidable enemy at hand, instead of thinking of uniting as one, you're fighting amongst yourselves first! What kind of behavior is this!"

Huang Wanlong said, "Uncle Li, it's not that I don't unite the brothers, it's just that some people don't treat the gang members as brothers, they only care about their own little corner of the world..."

"Enough! Just because Gang Leader Zhu isn't here, you think you have no regard for the gang rules?!"

The white-haired old man glanced around and, seeing that both sides were indignant and showed no intention of compromising, said, "How about this? According to the rules, let's have a secret ballot. Those who agree to let the informant steal intelligence, put a checkmark; those who disagree, put an X. What do you think?"

Lian Jun was actually quite opposed to the idea, because the informant was his own subordinate. If the vote passed, it would be his own people who died, and the pro-war faction would suffer no loss. However, he also knew that there was no better solution in the current situation, and continuing to argue was pointless. Besides, with the pro-war faction losing Lin Qingtong and Lin Qingxiang, the probability of the vote failing was very high.

He finally decided, "I agree."

Huang Wanlong hesitated for a moment, seemingly reluctant but not daring to object, and said in a reluctant tone, "I... agree."

I disagree!

Lin Qingtong led Si Ming and the others into the conference room.

Huang Wanlong frowned and said, "Qingtong, what do you mean by objecting?"

Lin Qingtong said, "My disagreement just now wasn't my opinion."