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 Chapter 3541 Want to Replace

After five minutes of blanking his mind, the first question that popped into the young and energetic Bruce Brown's mind was who in this neighborhood was more ruthless and evil than him!

He was now completely consumed by the same fury he'd just felt, but without Charlie Wade as a target for his wrath, he had to find his next opponent.

A face quickly surfaced in his mind: Liam, the man he dreaded encountering most in this neighborhood.

Liam was only three years older than Bruce Brown, but had entered society much earlier. In his early years, he was a vagrant street thug, occasionally robbing passersby or small convenience stores.

But in the past two or three years, Liam had joined a well-known gang in several nearby neighborhoods and became a member.

The gang structure in Australia is very similar to that in Europe and the United States. While their organizational structure is less rigid, their hierarchy is clearly defined.

In a city, the most powerful gangs control the most profitable businesses, such as the contraband and gambling industries.

However, even the most powerful gangs can't completely dominate the underworld. Often, several players of the same caliber divide up their territory and compete with each other.

In areas that the top gangs disdain to focus on, numerous other gangs exist. Some thrive in the sex industry, while others rely on extortion and protection rackets.

Further down the hierarchy, there are gangs like Liam's. Without a truly organized industry, they hide in various corners, scavenging scraps and scraps. For example, the top gang distributes contraband to mid-level distributors, who then take the contraband, mix it with impurities, and repackage it into retail packages for a few dozen yuan each, selling them to lower-tier customers.

These retail packages are then peddled on the streets by smaller gangs.

Take methamphetamine, the most prevalent drug in Australia. Its high-end audience includes the wealthy, white-collar workers, internet celebrities, and nightclub prostitutes. This customer base offers high profit margins and drives other spending, making each one a cash cow for gangs. Smaller gangs like Liam simply cannot reach these customers. If they dare to sell low-quality products in high-end hotels or nightclubs, higher-ranking gangs will quickly eliminate them.

This is the concept of territory.

Owning the territory of high-end users is like a fertile ground, even a gold mine. Territory owners will defend their interests with all their might, and will retaliate fiercely if anyone dares to touch their core interests.

It's for this reason that Liam's gang is forced to operate on the streets, selling to impoverished addicts who rely on theft and deception to scrape together a few dozen dollars.

Even so, the profit margins are enormous.

A small bag of contraband worth a hundred Australian dollars could bring them at least forty Australian dollars in profit. As long as their small gang could control a slum area and reach a few hundred addicts, they could earn at least tens of thousands of Australian dollars in net profit every day from this drug-related operation. Even though Liam was just a lowly member of the gang, it was not difficult for him to earn a few hundred Australian dollars a day.

In Melbourne's slums, a few hundred Australian dollars a day was considered a good income. The median income in Melbourne was around a hundred Australian dollars a day. Liam could earn at least a hundred thousand Australian dollars a year working 360 days a year, surpassing most white-collar workers in Melbourne.

Bruce Brown, on the other hand, was far behind. He wanted to join such a gang, but he never had the chance. His small group had no territory of its own, so they dared not engage in illegal drug dealing. Therefore, he had no stable source of income. Occasional street robberies were almost his only source of income.

A few months ago, Bruce Brown saved up several hundred Australian dollars and spoke a lot of sweet words to get Liam to come along and have dinner with him.

At the table, Bruce Brown gave all the expensive food he ordered to Liam, then, starving, humbly pleaded with Liam to introduce him to the gang. But Liam finished his meal, wiped his mouth, and told Bruce Brown that a small-time scoundrel like him had no business joining his gang, and that eating his food was demeaning.

With that, Liam stood up and walked away.

At that moment, Bruce Brown felt humiliated.

Even so, he didn't dare confront Liam, only silently swallowing his loss. He vowed to climb higher than Liam one day, and then crush him.

Charlie Wade had given him the courage he hadn't had before.

So, holding his baseball bat, he declared to his throng with a fascinated urge: "Let's go find Liam and kill him. From now on, I'll be the most powerful rising star in all of South Melbourne. Maybe his boss will appreciate me and let me replace him. Then we'll truly soar!"

Psychological suggestion is like a mental imprint, forcing one to believe it so firmly that they forget or even ignore reality.

Bruce Brown was originally a hoodlum with little education and even lower quality. His understanding of the world was already extremely superficial. Coupled with his frequent viewing of gangster movies, he always believed that some special opportunity would bring him the attention of a big boss and lead him to a meteoric rise.

The psychological suggestion Charlie Wade gave him sparked his first thought: to replace Liam with ruthlessness.

As the group marched off to the next block, Charlie Wade instructed Issac to follow them in his car.

The next block was even grimier than the previous one.

There were two safe injection sites here, too. Around them and under a nearby overpass, a large number of drug users gathered, numbering at least a hundred.

Because an overpass ran through this block, many addicts had pitched their tents directly beneath it, densely packed with at least forty or fifty.

They gathered here because, while it offered little protection from the wind, it provided shelter from the sun and rain, making it the perfect place for the homeless.

Nearby, young men milled about the crowd. Unlike the tattered addicts, these young men were dressed in sophisticated attire, even sporting extravagant gold jewelry. They were members of gangs that specialized in selling contraband to addicts.

Among them, a curly-haired, half-black youth, smoking a homemade cigarette, moved among the addicts.

He stared intently at the hands of a female drug addict counting money. After counting a pile of small bills, she pleaded, "Liam, I'm still short of thirty Australian dollars. Can I give it to you tomorrow?"

The female drug addict was the streetwalker who had approached Issac earlier.

Liam said with disdain, "If you don't have money, go sell it. It's not even noon yet, so there's plenty of time. Come back to me when you've sold enough."

The woman pleaded humbly, "I haven't smoked all day, Liam. If this goes on, I won't have the energy to even take on customers. Please, give me first. I'll do anything for you! Didn't you enjoy my service before?"

Liam said with disdain, "I'm now an official member of the Saint Blue Gang. If I continue to accept your service, how will I maintain my reputation in the gang? You'd better cut the crap and get back to making money."

The woman looked desperate, wanting to plead again, but afraid of angering the man, leaving her in a dilemma.

Liam glanced at her, then raised an eyebrow. "Well, don't say I didn't take care of you. I can give you the stuff first, but after you're done smoking, you have to work hard and try to get more work. I'll come to see you tonight at eight o'clock, and then you have to pay me fifty Australian dollars, including interest."

"Fifty?" The woman looked stunned. She owed thirty Australian dollars, and she had to pay fifty in just one day, with interest almost doubled. In all her years on the streets, she had never encountered such a ruthless gang member.

But she had no choice now. Her body and mind were suffering immensely, so she could only bite the bullet and agree. "Okay, fifty is fifty!"

Liam skillfully handed her a small bag of contraband and warned, "It's a deal. If you don't give me fifty Australian dollars by eight o'clock tonight, it will be eighty tomorrow!"

The woman nodded rapidly, "No problem!"

Then, she quickly took the contraband and slipped into a tattered tent.

Liam chuckled coldly and was about to find his next client when someone shouted, "Liam!"

He turned and saw a dark figure flashing towards him.

Bruce Brown's baseball bat was aimed straight at Liam's head, just as he had attacked Charlie Wade earlier, ready to kill him.

Liam was lucky and experienced. Seeing the shadow approaching, he didn't even bother to figure out what it was, and instinctively turned his head away.

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and his legs went limp.

The baseball bat had grazed his face and hit his shoulder directly, smashing his right shoulder into pieces.

The pain was excruciating. When Liam saw who was coming, he was furious and yelled, "Bruce Brown, you little bastard, how dare you hit me?"

Liam's eyes were bloodshot. "Hit you? You underestimate me, Liam! I'm going to kill you today!"

He immediately swung the baseball bat and hit Liam again.

Liam, unarmed, could only stumble away as the enemy threatened to kill him. Bruce Brown, baseball bat in hand, sprang after him.

A group of other young men, like mad, swarmed after him, creating a chaotic scene.

Then, several other gang members, observing the situation, rushed forward.

Liam, severely injured in the shoulder, stumbled as he ran, losing his balance after only a few steps and falling to the ground.

Bruce Brown seized the opportunity and rushed forward, about to smash Liam's leg with a club. Someone pointed a gun at him and shouted, "Put down the baseball bat!"

Bruce Brown, furious, gritted his teeth and declared, "No one will stop me today!"

Just then, two loud bangs ripped through his right leg, leaving two bloody holes. He instantly lost control of his leg and fell to the ground.

Immediately, the gang members rushed over, beating him half to death and pinning the other young men to the ground with a beating.

After all, this was Liam's gang's territory, and it was also where they made their money. Many of their younger brothers gathered here and around, and immediately surrounded them when they saw something was wrong.

Seeing Bruce Brown beaten beyond recognition and howling uncontrollably, Charlie Wade couldn't help but sigh and shake his head, saying, "I thought this guy could be a tough guy and play a loser's counterattack for a few episodes, but I didn't expect him to be beaten into this state right from the start. What a loser!"