Check and balance system of 641

"Boss, are we going straight back?" asked Zhao Da, as the bustling city was rife with dangers; who knows where a sneak attack might come from.

Zhu Wencong maintained a calm demeanor, thinking those who wanted to take his head were delusional.

This wasn't blind arrogance; it was mainly because his rivals could only talk tough. After all, dogs that bite don't bark, and barking dogs seldom bite.

"Let's go to our fast-food restaurant for some afternoon tea!" decided Zhu Wencong.

Zhao Da glanced at Zhu Wencong and, seeing his serious expression, knew he had to be more observant of their surroundings.

With Frankfurt currently under martial law, there was a certain level of safety ensured, and cops were always on patrol.

The Government Office, now flush with funds, could do much more. Of course, these basic safeguards were established in the wealthy districts; the slums remained as they were, with no one caring about the lives or deaths of their inhabitants.