Awakening the War God novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222 Opening Ceremony

This was undoubtedly the most incredible yet low-key opening ceremony in Silverwood City.

It was just a nine-story small clubhouse, but the guests who attended the celebration were all extraordinary individuals.

The traffic police were on duty, sealing off the roads.

The once busy streets had transformed into a luxury car parking lot.

The cars parked there were worth at least 150 thousand dollars each, with five or six Rolls-Royces.

As for Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Audi, they could only park in the corners.

Captain Roy, the head of the city management team, stood with his team to the side.

As soon as fireworks were set off, they immediately dispatched people to clean up the scraps of paper with their hands.

The captain had now become the head of the cleaning team.

The red curtain wall was signed and photographed, and the guests were temporarily invited to the bar on the ground floor to rest.

The bar was packed due to the large number of people attending.

However, these business tycoons and dignitaries didn't mind the small space at all. Instead, they treated the bar as an upscale social gathering for networking and communication.

After all, the ambiance depended on the people around you.

Only when the high-end players joined forces could they create the future.

Everyone introduced themselves and clinked glasses, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

The economic lifeline and political power of the entire city were held in the hands of these people in the small bar.

But the most esteemed guests were not present there.

In the reception hall on the ninth floor, smoke filled the air.

Gabriel was drinking and smoking with Barry, Santos, Vito, and other senators.

These people were the ones who could shake Silverwood City with a single stomp.

"Mr. Gabriel, with your wealth and influence, it's beneath you to have such a small clubhouse. As long as you want, you can choose any location for the clubhouse. You can even build the largest clubhouse in Birchwood." Barry, no longer in his usual composed self, opened his collar and exhaled a cloud of smoke, displaying a very carefree demeanor.

Compared to the first senator of Birchwood, he was more like the boss of a gang.

After hearing his words, the others expressed their opinions one after another.

Some offered money, and others offered land, leaving only the task of building the clubhouse to Gabriel.

Gabriel held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled with narrowed eyes. "To be honest with you, I don't lack money, and I have no intention of doing business to make money. The reason I opened this clubhouse is purely to have a place to settle down."

He wasn't being modest, but he was speaking the truth.

He was not short of money at all.

His goal was clear: make the Dark Night Club the headquarters of Silverwood.

He wanted to gather all the assembly members in Birchwood, while Thomas would wipe out the Underground World.

By then, the entire province would be under his command.

With Silverwood as their base, they would expand their influence outward until it reached every corner of the country.

The process of expansion would follow the network that the Ghostly Purgatory Hall had established in the past.

He was determined to have an exciting life playing this game.

"Mr. Gabriel, your vision is extraordinary!" Barry praised in admiration. "A true wise man knows when to assert dominance. That's the mark of a real genius!"

With Barry leading the applause, the others echoed his sentiment.

Gabriel extinguished his cigarette and changed his tone. "By the way, is the investigation into Tyler almost concluded?"

Barry's expression turned serious, and he nodded. "Tyler has completely fallen. That old fellow is a clever man and has done some tacit things. We won't go too hard on him if he confesses his crimes. We want to leave a way out for his people."

Gabriel understood that this was an unwritten rule.

If one dared to resist or struggle, in the end, everyone around them would be destroyed.

It was a matter of winning or losing.

As long as they didn't resist, admitted their guilt, and sacrificed themselves, they could save their families and those close to them.