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(Mr.Hrist's POV)

I had to say this man is a genius, he stole 5 million from 7 casinos in a single night. No matter what, only a retard would ignore this as a coincidence.

He definitely used some unknown methods to fool everyone, I had the orders to make this person work under boss after testing his ability. Let's hope he wishes to meet at least. Finding him again would be a pain in the ass.

As I was pondering, the receptionist said that person agreed to meet me

After 5 minutes, a person with muscular figure walked towards me with an expressionless and intimidating face.

'Let's hope this goes well'

***

(MC's POV)

'He looks like an underling of some kingpin'

Those were my first thoughts after looking at him, he doesn't look that strong either, rather he looks weak.

'I can crush him with a single hand.'

"Good Evening Mr..?" he seemed to want me to reply with my name.

I just looked at him expressionlessly, not telling my name, leaving him hanging and satisfying my inner sadist.

Mr.Hrist gave out a sour expression as he withdrew his hand.

"I work for the Blackstrom Gang, and we are the major information collectors around here, I am here on an order to recruit you" he said with a harmless smile.

"And what are you offering? As you can see I don't lack money" I decided to talk to him, well he should offer me something other than money to be able to recruit me.

"Power, Women, Security" aaaaand there goes my interest in joining these losers. Honestly, it even sounds boring hearing him say that.

"Sigh.....yeah no, thanks"

"Haha, you g- wait! What?"

"Did you seriously reject the Blackstrom gang?, do you even know who we a-"

"No"

There was a silence in the atmosphere, I was honestly enjoying it. Mr.Hrist looked like he was about to explode when a man behind him gave him a pager.

"Sir, it's boss from LA"

"Give it here"

"So you guys operate in L.A?" I asked, as my next destination was L.A.

"Huh? Yes, why do you ask?" he frowned as he asked me

"Then I'll accept your deal" I said as I shook his hand.

"H-Huh? W-what?" he looked flabbergasted, well I don't blame him.

"I said I accept, when are we leaving for L.A.?"

"T-Tomorrow" he answered subconsciously

"Well, pick me up from my hotel, I'll be waiting" i said as I turned around and left.

***

(Mr.Hrist's POV)

"What just happened?" I asked my underlings, as they looked confused too with everything that had transpired here.

"Boss looks like he had a few screws loose, my mom used to say geniuses are often have a few screws loose" my underling replied

"My mom used to say that too.. Just for safety you guys wait outside, lest he escapes in the middle of the night from the hotel" I ordered these useless bunches, honestly I brought them here to intimidate that person, but these jackasses got intimidated in return.

"Yes Boss!"

"Sure Boss!"

"Hmph!" We will see how serious are you about this! I left the hotel, I had to report to the boss as well.

***

(MC's POV)

Those idiots....I'll just make use of them as a transportation service who will deliver me to my destination. Maybe I'll join them if I can get to make powerful connections.

And what's with the chuuni name of Blackstrom Gang, is their leader an idiot?

I slept for the day on the comfy bed.

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The next day morning I was ready with my bags and everything, There was a car waiting for me already, I just sat in and asked for the details about the traveling route, and it surprised me these guys have flight tickets booked, it looked like this gang does well in L.A.

There were a lot of questions from Mr.Hrist as he wanted to probe for my background information and every detail, he was super suspicious of me, and he was right to be, otherwise I would doubt his competency.

The fake passport was ready for me, my name was Ishida Masahiro as I appeared Asian, and not a lot of people would believe if I said myself as non-Asian.

The ride was smooth to the airport, the security guard gave me a suspicious look while looking at my passport and I remained expressionless. We boarded the plane, only me and Mr.Hrist, the rest of the gang were part of the N.Y zone, where they would keep a look-out for any news and competition.

Mr.Hrist just happened to be here on coincidence and approached me for my gambling talent, well this just make it easier to ditch him guys after I reach L.A. The flight time was for 6 hours, I slept soundly the entire flight. If I decided to leave, I just hope the gang don't cause me much trouble for playing such a prank on them.