"These batches you've recently gathered, are they still all from Richmond?" In the waiting area, Zhou Qingfeng slid his fingers over the electronic roster in his hand and asked Cervantes beside him.
"Yes, boss, all from Richmond," Cervantes replied respectfully.
Not long ago, Xiao Jinlang found Cervantes's team at the port in Los Angeles, and subsequently used this Mexican militia as a servant army.
It must be said, although this team lacks discipline and professionalism, making them unsuitable for direct combat, they have shown satisfactory utility in security and miscellaneous tasks.
The Mexicans are pleased to have a powerful backer, feeling that they are favored, with a status just below the 'Holy Light' members, higher than both the whites and blacks.
Cervantes himself has become especially diligent, racking his brains to stay close to Zhou Qingfeng. In his view, the closer he is to the core leadership, the brighter his future prospects.
