The Dragon Tamer Squad was tasked with an important mission: to recruit new members from the Slum.
The Slum, the most dilapidated and desolate corner of the city, was home to a vast majority of Dawn’s peripheral members.
However, these peripheral members were not considered Dawn’s true confidants; they were not much different from ordinary people, except that, compared to those who weren't even peripheral members of Dawn, they had an extra layer of protection, meaning they wouldn't suffer bullying or oppression from other gangs or the underworld.
The purpose of the Dragon Tamer Squad’s visit this time was to unearth promising talents from these peripheral members, absorb them into Dawn, and inject fresh blood and new vitality into the organization.
Upon seeing the message from Zhen Yu, Jiang Mo immediately summoned all members of the Dragon Tamer Squad and then set off without delay towards the Slum.
When they arrived at the Slum, a strong scent of decay and disorder assailed them.
On the narrow streets, sewage flowed, garbage was everywhere, and people in ragged clothes were ubiquitous.
Their faces were haggard, and their eyes revealed a sense of helplessness towards life.
However, when some people saw Jiang Mo and his group arrive, a glimmer of anticipation immediately flickered in their eyes.
For them, joining Dawn was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to completely change their fate.
In fact, Dawn regularly recruited new members from various places every year; this was no longer a secret.
After the news spread, people had waited there early.
However, the conditions for joining Dawn were extremely stringent, even cruel.
Many went with hope, but never returned.
Despite this, many still yearned to grasp this lifeline; even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, they were willing to try.
Lingxi gracefully leaped onto a slightly elevated step, cleared her throat, and then shouted loudly: “Dawn is recruiting new members! The rules are the same as before: voluntary registration, life or death!”
The process for Dawn’s new member recruitment seemed simple: gather all registered individuals in a desolate place and have them undergo a three-month death game, similar to a battle royale.
During these three months, they not only had to face various harsh natural environments and survival challenges but also complete various difficult tasks assigned by Dawn.
If a task was not completed, they would be mercilessly eliminated, and the result of elimination usually meant death.
Only those who could survive this cruel test until the very end were considered truly qualified elites.
Because of this, Dawn internally gave this new member recruitment task an affectionate name—Rebirth.
At this moment, although there were many people gathered here, when they heard that registration had begun, many still involuntarily took two steps back.
Their faces showed hesitation and fear, as the assessment for joining Dawn could very likely cost them their lives.
For most people, rather than risking this uncertain life-or-death assessment, it was better to maintain the status quo, live one day at a time, and at least temporarily preserve their lives.
After a full day of work, Lingxi finally handed the list of registered personnel to Jiang Mo.
As expected, just as Jiang Mo had anticipated, there were only a few names on the list.
Jiang Mo took the list and quickly scanned it, his brows furrowing slightly.
He found that none of the registered individuals were simple characters.
Among them were desperate fugitives wanted by the Alliance for murder and arson, as well as pitiful people driven to ruin and desperation.
They had basically encountered major setbacks in life and were at a point where they could no longer live, which was why they chose to gamble their lives here.
However, as Jiang Mo continued to look through the list, a familiar name suddenly caught his eye, startling him.
“Chen Jiaxing! How could it be him!”
Jiang Mo blurted out, a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
He double-checked carefully, fearing it was just a namesake.
But this list only simply listed names, native places, and addresses, without even a photo, which made it impossible for him to confirm if this person was the Chen Jiaxing he knew.
“Lingxi, do you remember this person?” Jiang Mo handed Chen Jiaxing’s name to Lingxi beside him.
Lingxi took the list, looked at it carefully, and then her brows furrowed tightly.
“Young Master, we are only responsible for submitting the list this time; the specific review and other matters are handled by Bing Meng, so I don’t have any impression of this person.”
After hearing Lingxi’s words, Jiang Mo’s brows furrowed even tighter; he vaguely felt that this matter was quite strange, and there shouldn't be such a coincidence in this world.
In Jiang Mo’s impression, Chen Jiaxing should be comfortably enjoying his vacation at home at this time, and given Chen Jiaxing’s family background, he would not be living in the Slum.
“Never mind, I’ll go confirm it…” Jiang Mo briefly collected his thoughts, then instructed Lingxi to find the address of this Chen Jiaxing on the list.
Lingxi obeyed, quickly obtaining the address through various channels.
Then, Jiang Mo led the Dragon Tamer Squad, walking quickly along the dark, damp streets.
Along the way, the surrounding environment became increasingly dilapidated, with the walls covered in mottled stains and graffiti, emitting a putrid smell.
Before long, they arrived at the address Chen Jiaxing had provided.
What greeted their eyes was a dilapidated residential area, where most of the houses were old and in disrepair, on the verge of collapsing.
At this moment, faint sounds of violent cursing and crying came from inside one of the houses.
Jiang Mo and the others quickened their pace; after entering the house, they could clearly hear the chaotic sounds inside.
“Animals! You beasts! Let go of my mom!” a young boy’s angry roar came, filled with despair and defiance.
“Hahahahaha, brat, you dare to offend our Huangsheng Group, and you still expect to have a good life?” a gruff voice responded with a sinister laugh.
“That’s right, that’s right, today you’re lucky, kid, we’ll give you a free live show!” another voice echoed, filled with malice.
“Beasts, I’ll fight you!” the boy’s voice rang out again, followed by a fierce struggle.
“Ow! You brat, you dare to bite me, are you tired of living? I’ll send you down to see your dead father today!” a burly man roared in pain.
“No! Please, let my son go! Jiaxing, you silly child, run!” a woman’s cries were filled with helplessness and fear.
Bang!
Jiang Mo kicked the door open with great force.
Inside, the room was a mess, and three burly men were surrounding a young boy, punching and kicking him.
And that young boy was none other than Chen Jiaxing, Jiang Mo’s close friend, Chen Jiaxing…
