Although there were Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., seventy years was a long time. No one could predict what might happen during this period, and no one could guarantee that everything would develop as expected. Therefore, Chen Mo decided to make several preparations.
The formation of the Seven Rings Gang and the control of Brooklyn's underground forces were spontaneous decisions by Chen Mo, unlike Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., which were the results of meticulous planning and layout by Chen Mo.
One was in the open, and the other was in the dark. Behind them stood the Nazis and the Allies, the two major factions of World War II, the two most powerful groups of the time.
As the organizations controlling the most powerful high-end combat forces of the two groups, Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. were undoubtedly extremely powerful. Compared to them, the Seven Rings Gang, which controlled the small underground forces of Brooklyn, seemed as weak as a child. But who could say what this child might grow into in the future?
Although all four wanted to continue following Chen Mo, someone had to stay behind to manage the Seven Rings Gang.
Slowly scanning the group, Chen Mo nodded slightly.
"You are willing to continue following me, and I will not treat you unfairly. However, one of you must stay behind to develop the Seven Rings Gang for me. In the future, I will need it."
The four looked at each other. Although staying behind meant controlling a large force, it didn't appeal to them much. They preferred to continue following Chen Mo.
They were pure martial artists, seeking to improve their skills and advance in martial arts. They had little desire for material wealth. As long as their basic needs were met, they didn't mind a harsh environment.
This was why, when they first arrived in the United States, despite living in poverty, they preferred to work as laborers at the docks rather than using their strength for wrongdoing.
They were true martial artists, with their own principles and pursuits, acting in accordance with their conscience.
At this moment, the power and status that many people dreamed of had become a hot potato that no one wanted to take. Fortunately, Chen Mo had already planned for this.
Seeing no one volunteer, Chen Mo directly named someone.
"Wang Kun."
Although Wang Kun looked reluctant, he still responded.
"Master!"
"You will stay behind to manage the Seven Rings Gang. You have a wife and child to consider. Staying here will be more beneficial for them."
"Yes, Master." Although Wang Kun wanted to follow the others to Europe, he had to obey Chen Mo's orders. Besides, the Master had a point. Staying in Brooklyn would allow him to better care for his wife and child, ensuring they had a good life and upbringing.
Thus, the future renowned leader of the Seven Rings Gang, the king of Brooklyn's underground forces, reluctantly took over the entire Brooklyn underground force as if he had been abandoned.
With the arrangements made, Chen Mo reached into his pocket and took out a syringe filled with a bright blue transparent liquid.
Handing the syringe to Wang Kun, Chen Mo instructed him to inject the liquid into his body.
Although puzzled, Wang Kun didn't hesitate. He took the syringe and injected it into his arm without delay.
The bright blue liquid slowly entered his body, spreading through his bloodstream. A strong pain followed, as if every cell in his body was being destroyed and then reassembled.
Fortunately, the pain, though intense, was bearable.
As a martial artist, Wang Kun had a strong will and didn't cry out in pain like Howard. Instead, he gritted his teeth and endured it silently.
Sweat poured from his body, and his muscles trembled uncontrollably, but he managed to stand firm, believing that Chen Mo wouldn't harm him.
Huang Quan, Han Qing, Luo Zhen, and old Albert stood quietly by, watching. They were accustomed to Chen Mo's mysteries and knew he wouldn't harm Wang Kun. They were filled with curiosity, wondering what the bright blue liquid was.
As the pain gradually subsided, Wang Kun's muscles relaxed. Feeling fine, he looked at Chen Mo with confusion.
With a slight smile, Chen Mo said, "Take a good look at your body and mind."
Wang Kun clenched his fist upon hearing this, feeling the change in strength in his hand, and his expression changed. He then started punching in place, feeling his whole body filled with power. Each move was faster and stronger than before, creating a fierce wind.
As he became more familiar with his newfound strength, Wang Kun's movements became faster and faster, his punches creating shadows and the sound of breaking wind. Huang Quan and the others gradually found it difficult to see his actions clearly.
They had witnessed Wang Kun's enhancement process and naturally noticed the changes in his body. His physique had become more robust, and his muscles more defined. Although the changes were not very obvious, their keen eyes could clearly see them. Coupled with the strength and speed he now displayed, their expressions became increasingly astonished.
Soon, Wang Kun stopped, feeling the changes in his body, and looked at Chen Mo in shock.
"Master! I feel my strength has increased several times, my mind is clearer, and my reactions are faster!"
The others also looked at Chen Mo. They had heard of stimulants that could temporarily increase strength, but the changes in Wang Kun's body in such a short time were too significant.
Unaware that they mistook the enhancement serum for a stimulant, Chen Mo calmly explained.
"This is an improved Super Soldier Serum. It enhances all aspects of a person's abilities, including strength, speed, endurance, cell activity, bone strength, memory, and reaction speed, significantly improving them."
"An ordinary person can achieve three times the physical fitness after enhancement. Given your already strong bodies, you should be able to reach nearly four times the strength."
Wang Kun was completely stunned. Like the others, he had thought Chen Mo had given him some powerful stimulant, but it turned out to be a miraculous serum that could permanently enhance all physical attributes. He was momentarily at a loss.
"Master, such a precious thing…"
Wang Kun couldn't imagine the value of something that could permanently enhance a person's physical fitness several times. And now, the Master had given him one.
They had spent countless hours training hard to gain even a slight increase in strength, and it became increasingly difficult to improve as their strength grew. Now, they had suddenly increased several times.
Feeling the surging power in his body, Wang Kun felt as if he were in a dream.