"You know?"
Jilead held a cigar, folded his arms, and turned his head to chat with John.
"Gang wars are staged."
Street fights are just small scuffles.
Last week, things escalated.
Initially, the Black Gold Gang and Xiao Ting Gang fiercely fought over smuggling businesses near the border, with burning cars and corpses littering the suburban highways.
Meanwhile.
Both sides were recruiting allies with deep pockets.
Jingke Heavy Industry and Raftaki Group spent huge Euros to bribe border troops, invest in Wanderers of the wasteland, win city councilors, sponsor patrolling ECPD...
The effect wasn't ideal.
Especially the cops, surprisingly firm.
Colonels from several district police stations reached a consensus, unwilling to provoke either side, pretending to patrol daily, keeping neutral, hoping both gangs shoot each other's vitals.
The death rate among gang members is rising.
The casualty rate of ECPD officers is declining.
