Chapter 735: Middleman 6667

There are brokers in politics; as long as you are willing to pay the price—money, promises, sex, or whatever others need—they will solve your problems for you.

From factory sewage conflicts with nearby residents that can't be solved, to presidential candidates wanting to use side-door tactics.

As long as the price paid is large enough, you can definitely get the desired result.

A broker is a profession that will always exist; this directly solves the pain points of all roles that are currently leaping forward to the greatest extent—

Possessing unequal resources but not conducting exchanges, so in a strict sense, a broker is a resource exchange master.

There are brokers in politics, brokers in the entertainment industry, brokers in the capital circle, and brokers in the underground world.

These brokers are active in the underground world of the Federation; they are like greedy hyenas, locking onto every injured prey with eyes full of desire.

They won't participate in the hunt themselves; they will only take a bite of oil after the hunt is over.

The phone call Joshua wanted to make was to a broker in the underworld, a person with many ways.

Once his people couldn't solve Lanse's people, and Lanse prepared to take revenge, he needed to consider the issue of a way out.

Since Lanse could mobilize the Bureau of Hazardous Materials, state police, and even the state prosecutor to strike him, it wasn't hard for him to imagine that when Lanse really arrived here, it definitely wouldn't just be gangs holding weapons.

There would be police, law enforcement officers, and even... the military.

He needed to buy an insurance policy for himself before all this appeared.

The phone was connected quickly; Joshua could even hear the liveliness and laughter coming from the receiver, like a party scene.

"This is Adams, who are you looking for?"

When he heard this name, Joshua had a bit of a headache. "I am Joshua."

"Joshua?", Mr. Adams's tone rose slightly. "I thought you had already found someone else!"

He said this and laughed, because he knew very well that the worse Joshua's situation was, the more meat he could dig off Joshua!

"Wait for me a moment, it's too noisy here, I'm going to the study, don't hang up."

After about three or four minutes, a voice came from the receiver again. "There's a party at home, a spring break party, it's a bit noisy, it's quiet now."

"So... Joshua, what do you want me to do for you?"

Joshua's face was very ugly, but he had no good way. "You should know what happened recently."

Adams still had quite a bit of strength in the southern region of the Federation. He had friendships with numerous gang leaders, but he hadn't established a relationship with Lanse yet, mainly because Lanse hadn't encountered any trouble he couldn't solve.

Under these circumstances, even if Adams had the ability and connections, he had no way to successfully get on Lanse's line.

Only when Lanse encountered trouble could he appear in front of Lanse as a "savior," help him, and obtain his promise and favor.

However, besides Lanse, he basically had some face with other gangs.

Naturally, he also knew about the big things that happened these few days.

The Holy Bell Party in Likailai State had suffered a heavy blow, and a large amount of criminal facts had been thrown in front of the public, not giving them any time to react at all.

Especially some girls also stood in front of the camera, narrating to the public a series of things like them being kidnapped, violated, abused, etc.

They exposed everything that couldn't be exposed!

For those conservative landlord classes, they didn't care about things like human trafficking, racial discrimination, etc., and even supported them.

Not many of the early farm owners in the Federation were good people; quite a few of them would actively kidnap passersby and force them to work for themselves, including violation and abuse, which were common occurrences.

But they firmly opposed everything that violated tradition, such as smuggling and selling liquor, selling paid prostitution, etc.

For some ordinary people, they didn't feel there was any problem with smuggling and selling private liquor; after all, everyone sometimes had needs, including prostitution, which was also too great?!

But they couldn't accept racial discrimination, couldn't accept human trafficking, and even more couldn't accept abuse, etc.

So all at once, they offended everyone, and with a religious background, now even the pastors in the southern region began to condemn them for smearing the Lord.

From top to bottom, everyone was distancing themselves from them; their trouble was big.

Adams and some other friends he knew, who were also broker friends, had talked about this matter when chatting; after all, it was too popular.

They all believed that the only way out for the Holy Bell Party now was to disband on the spot, and then reorganize a gang.

However, they also had a troublesome place, which was that they were tied too deeply with religious belief; once disbanded, it was very likely to trigger unpredictable consequences.

Belief collapse wasn't something said for fun, so they all believed that Joshua and his father's success stemmed from them combining gangs with belief, and the biggest drawback was also here.

Simply put, it was a dead end.

The more it was a dead end, the more brokers like Adams could eat until they were full.

"Although I don't quite understand why you went to provoke Lanse when you were fine, things have already happened to this step, what do you plan to do?"

Adams knew that Lanse had connections in Congress; he even heard that Lanse might have proposed some plan in Congress, which received support from many people.

His status, connections, and relationships, being able to know these was already the limit, so he felt it was very funny.

A small child holding a tree branch to provoke a giant carrying a large-caliber grenade launcher, if this isn't looking for death, what is?

Don't look at how the entire federal society can almost be said to be rampant with gangs now; this is actually just another kind of "social experiment." Once Congress feels there is no need to continue according to such a situation, the gangs will soon be cleaned up.

Lanse was the truly smart person, quickly starting to seek change.

It's just that he couldn't tell Joshua or others about these things he knew without compensation, and others wouldn't actively ask about this problem that might require paying a favor price and had no direct relationship with themselves.

So besides the top-tier ones in the gangs, not many people knew.

"I want to ask you for help, to mediate when necessary."

"Is there any other way to suppress the public opinion heat?"

"As long as people stop discussing this matter, we will have more room to handle it."

Adams fell into thought, and Joshua didn't dare to disturb him, just hoping there was such a possibility.

After four or five minutes, Adams spoke. "Suppressing public opinion is easy to suppress, but mediation is not that easy. I, and the people around me, and Lanse, don't have any direct relationship; he might not necessarily buy our account."

Joshua also knew this situation; he slightly increased his tone. "What if the Five Families come forward?"

The Five Families he spoke of definitely weren't the "Five Families of Jincheng" that had become past tense, but referred to the five "Federal Crime Emperor Families" in the true sense.

These five families engaged in a large amount of criminal business, spreading throughout the entire Federation.

Many gangs had business dealings with them, or had some human relationship dealings, and at the same time, it was said that they also had support from congressmen behind them.

Asking such high-level big shots to mediate the conflict should be possible.

Adams gasped; he didn't expect Joshua's idea to be so "big." "Have you considered it?"

"If you want to move people from the Five Families, how much price do you need to pay?"

"It's possible you will directly become a subordinate of one of their families, or they will take away most of the things you currently possess."

Joshua actually had psychological preparation; compared to going on a dead end, these were acceptable instead.

"And, Adams, I'm not saying I want to find them now; I will first confront Lanse and try his ability."

"If I'm not his opponent, I will call you; what I mean is you have to be prepared first."

"But what if I win..."

Adams whistled. "If you win, you'll make a big profit; you'll have the opportunity to participate in the Joint Assembly this summer."

The Joint Assembly in his mouth belonged to the "Congress" of the federal underground world, a joint meeting composed of big gang leaders within the federal territory.

They actually imitated Congress, convening once every year or two to resolve some business disputes, and then re-dividing their respective business scopes.

The Five Families were equivalent to the initiators, organizers, and committee members with the highest status on the surface of the Joint Meeting.

Many people longed to join the Federal Gang Joint Meeting; this was not only a symbol of status, but also represented countless benefits.

If Joshua could replace Lanse and control the smuggling in Jincheng, then many smuggling businesses of gangs in the surrounding areas would pass through him.

As long as he didn't intervene, and at the same time guaranteed the safety of these goods within Likailai State, he could propose to share some profits from it.

Making money without doing anything, this was the reason they wanted to join.

Whether it was a salesperson, politician, congressman, or gang leader, looking from this other angle, everyone was working hard to move upward, all hoping to go higher!

Sure enough, the Federation is a country full of hard work, struggle, and miracles!

Joshua drove the image of himself sitting at the long table out of his mind; he coughed. "In short, during this period, you test it out and see who is willing to take this job."

"When necessary, I will call you, you can also directly launch it, so as not to delay time."

Adams considered for a while and said, "This job is a bit difficult, regardless of whether it succeeds or not, give me 150,000; if I help you contact someone, give me 500,000, and at the same time you owe me a favor."

At the critical moment of life and death, let alone 500,000, he was willing to give 5 million!

"No problem, give me an account..." ===== CHAPTER 736 =====