America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 118 I want to win, win to the end!

Chapter 118 I want to win, win to the end! (3129 does not deceive readers)

The justice's brother-in-law opened the door of Claure's house with two burly men in trench coats.

"What are you going to do?"

The SWAT leader realized his end and looked at his brother-in-law in confusion.

"Why are you bringing people here?"

The voice he asked was extremely trembling, but the person closest to him became the one threatening his life.

This is so cruel.

Even though he had already experienced a series of blows, Claure still fell into a deeper abyss of despair.

"Too many people have died, Raul. I can't help you anymore."

"That's why you let Lily and the child stay at your house?"

No one answered Klauer's question, so two big men in trench coats went up and held him down.

'boom! '
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San Roto at night, coast road.

"Boss, are it just the two of us? There are many brothers who also want to earn 'field work' with you."

Jax asked Gru in the back seat loudly as he rode his motorcycle.

Gru, who has locked up the position of director of the Niangniang Temple Branch, was wearing an ill-fitting suit that he had just changed into temporarily at the press conference.

He pulled off his tie in dissatisfaction and cursed.

"Those sons of bitches wear this every day. Compared with police uniforms, it's just bullshit."

Seeing that his elder brother had no intention of answering his question, Jax lost the courage to continue asking.

He concentrated on riding his motorcycle towards the villa community on the coast.

After getting off the motorcycle, Gru turned on his phone and looked at the time.

"Two-thirty, it's just the right time. Have you memorized the map? We need to avoid surveillance."

Jax nodded and headed towards the door at the lead.

There was a security guard room inside the gate of the community, and he walked straight over.

"It's me, can you lend me a fire?"

“There’s no need to install it, there’s no one around, the surveillance camera at the door has been broken for several days, and the property management still refuses to repair it.

After entering, just follow the map I drew and there will be no problem. "A response came from the duty room, and the person who spoke seemed to know Jax.

"Haha, you are still so reliable."

Smiling and expressing his approval, Jax turned back and gestured for Gru to come over.

"Jax, I'm tired of being a security guard here. I still miss my days on the police force."

"Work hard, your weekly salary is much higher than being a police officer, and it's also easy."

After comforting their old brother, Jax and Gru disappeared into the villa community.

Tonks is already sixty years old. Yesterday's turmoil caused him a lot of trouble, so he couldn't sleep well at night.

He woke up from being showered with water in the basement toilet.

"Good evening, old man."

Gru pressed his knees, pressed his upper body towards Tonks, and greeted him aggressively.

Jax brought a chair for Gru so he could sit and enjoy the thrill of victory.

Shaking her head, Tonks concentrated again, as if she wanted to make sure she was in a dream.

"Snapped!"

A big sinus slap shot up, and the left side of Tonks' face turned red.

Gru has made it this far because he is not a man of faith.

"Are you awake now, old man?"

Without answering Gru's words, Tonks thought of many details that were wrong from the beginning.

"Were you responsible for the kidnapping?"

"Snapped!"

Another big sinus, this time on the right side of my face.

"You dare to spit on people without evidence. Is that what you do as a police officer?"

"If I die here, tomorrow the police on the West Coast will start investigating. Let me go and let yourself go."

"Snapped!"

"Gru, you are still young, you"

"Snapped!"

"Don't destroy yourself"

"Snapped!"

"I have money. I can give you a lot of money. I also have a manor in Mexico that I can give you."

Seeing that Gru finally stopped hitting her, Tonks begged for mercy.

"Gru, you also have a small business. Everyone is the same. It's just to make money. There is no need to fight and kill."

"Snapped!"

"Old man, that's not what you said when you asked me to die. Jax, what did he say?"

Gru sneered and asked his men to help Tonks regain her memory.

"at all costs!"

"What's the price?"

Gru was squeezing Tonks's neck tightly. He had already had murderous intentions towards this old thing.

"Me, us, boss, we are always just a price in his eyes."

“Gru, isn’t that what the police do, and you are already the operations captain.

What I mean is to let your subordinates do it. You are different from them, so you definitely don’t have to do it! "

Tonks defended helplessly, he didn't understand Gru's paranoia.

Everyone has reached such a high level, why are they still arguing over the life of Mudleg?

"Jax, did you hear that? He said we were different."

"Instigating discord, you should be killed!"

Tonks could never understand the pain of Gru and his brothers climbing up from the bottom step by step.

In the past few years, his words of 'at any cost' have cost many of Gru's brothers.

Including the security guard at the entrance of the villa area is also part of the price.

"I'll give you a promotion. I'll write a report tomorrow and give you a promotion, okay?"

Tonks doesn't want to die!

He had earned so much money in his life, but he didn't want to die before he had time to spend it!

"Hahaha, you are just a dog of the Donkey Party, but you are the dog that has stuck with me for six years, old thing." He took out a knife from his bag, and Gru wanted to send Tonks away from this place properly. world.

"Aren't you also a dog for Newsom? Gru, you are a dog too!"

Tonks said bitterly.

He doesn't accept it, he doesn't accept it from the bottom of his heart.

In the end, you became a dog, so who are you to judge me?

"You have no right to talk about me, Gru, you are just another me!"

The hand that was arranging the knife paused slightly, and Gru showed a cruel smile.

"I still have time, old guy. You go to hell to report first. My brothers who you killed at all costs are waiting for you there."

Tonks spat out bloody spit with teeth, and Tonks hated it so much.

"You also know that you are going to hell?

Smuggling, drug trafficking, I can see clearly what you did!

What qualifications do you have to judge me morally! "

Hearing Tonks' words, Jax took a nervous breath. For the first time, he knew that Gru had a drug trafficking business.

"No need to sow discord, old man, we are all demons, and only demons can be accepted by them.

But this has no conflict with me wanting to kill you. No matter how much you say, I will kill you. "

Tonks' eyes lit up and she tried to persuade Gru to cooperate with her.

“I have a lot of stuff, recordings, videos, that belong to the big guys, and only I know where they are.

We are all the same demon, you can cooperate with me, and you can go higher with those things after you inherit my position. "

Smiling contemptuously, Gru backhanded him with another big sinus.

"Who's like you, Jax, filling the tub."

After hearing these words, Tonks finally gave up her struggle.

"Don't let it go! It's in the box under the bed in the bedroom. Take it and give me a good time."

Jax went to find the box, Gru lit a cigarette, sat quietly on the chair and waited.

"Asshole, give me one!"

Tonks hated it.

He cried, smoked, and spoke hesitantly.

"We are exactly the same, Gru, there is no need to kill me.

When I was young, I also believed in the things of the Xiang Party, and later I had to follow the Donkey Party.

I understand you and we can really work together. "

"Do you know my ideal?"

In the smoky toilet, the forty-year-old criminal policeman talked about his ideals.

“When I was twenty, I just wanted to be a butcher, and I would be happy earning two thousand dollars a month.

But the slaughterhouse closed down, and I couldn’t get the two thousand dollars a month.

Later, I became a police officer and my salary increased. At that time, my ideal was very small, which was to safeguard justice.

Because justice is ridiculous, so I became an outlier.

Slowly, I became what I am now, old thing, you don’t understand, I am different from you. "

"Ah~ah~put it down! Put it down!"

Using Tonks' eyes to put out the cigarette, Gru kicked the old dog over.

The butcher took a boning knife and plunged it into Tonks from behind.

"Uh~uh~"

To her death, Tonks never understood why Gru killed Jax before he came back.

You should at least confirm whether the things I gave you are there!

'Old man, I don't want to be a dog, I want to win, win to the end. '

'We are different, different. '

Burning down a house is never easy, so Gru chose to deal with the possible traces first.

Both he and Jax have been veteran police officers for many years, so naturally they will not leave any traces of their presence at the scene.

When the fire in the villa finally woke up the nearby residents, the two were already on their way back.

"Still thinking about me selling drugs?"

When we went back, Gru was riding the motorcycle, and Jax was sitting on the back seat holding a bag of information.

"Boss, you will always be my boss."

Gru wanted to smile gracefully, but the cold night wind made him cough.

"Cough~cough~cough! It's okay, Jax, I believe you.

All you need to know is that I am still the slaughterer. I wish we could continue working in that shabby slaughterhouse.

There aren't so many bad things, you don't have to face these dirty things, and you have to be two idiots who have no brains and just spend all your money as soon as your salary is paid.

Those days were so happy. "

Jax didn't answer, he asked something else.

"Who is that other person?"

"You really want to know?"

"Which one of our brothers is he? I think we should hold a funeral for him. Everyone should go then."

Jax sounded a little lonely.

"No, it's my teacher. That old guy has long wanted to die. Don't worry about him.

He is different from me. He is going to heaven. "

Gru's tone was very relaxed.

"Boss, next time something like this happens, just let me do it alone."

"Boy, do you think the Director is in trouble?"

"Boss, you know that's not what I meant."