Those powerful conglomerates not only possessed armies more elite than official forces but also controlled numerous gangs of varying sizes. These gangs served as their overt cannon fodder, occupying various resource-producing territories and simultaneously intimidating both officials and civilians. It could be said that they were the real controllers of the cities. Barton naturally couldn't reach people of such standing. But besides the drug cartels, there was another group of people in this country—invisible and intangible, yet wielding a mysterious influence. Coincidentally, Barton had encountered this group years ago while trying to protect his family!
A group of people rode their motorcycles through the streets. Junkies hiding in the shade, upon spotting the convoy, would quickly retract their feet from the road, terrified of being run over and subsequently beaten, a fate that could cost them their lives.
