America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 383 King's Game 5 (Completely crazy, 1.26W update, please give me monthly votes!)

(It is recommended to listen to "Hotel California" while reading this chapter, it will make you feel better)

In San Francisco, in Niu Sen's mansion, Gwill is facing the storm.

"My dear brother, my good brother, my wise brother, so, could you please tell me what happened to BEC?"

Niu Sen's words were full of praise, but even with Gwill's extremely limited brain, he could understand that these words were full of sarcasm.

And the suppressed anger that was on the verge of erupting.

Niu Sen is not an uncultured person. Any politician with a certain status has some level of superficial skills. However, even the most cultured person cannot withstand the manipulation of the cruel capital market.

This time, he was screwed by Mr. Cheng again!

Let you contact Gru behind my back!
Let you do some tricks!

I understand you, Mr. Niu Sen, but I still want to give you a little capital shock to teach you a lesson!
“Well, the situation of BEC is not optimistic. It has fallen a lot.”

Gwill knew that he couldn't stand up to the challenge at this moment, so he answered weakly, but in his heart he had already cursed his brother.

It was you who asked me to work with them on the cryptocurrency project. You said it yourself that targeting Gru and Temir is one thing, and making money with them is another.

Okay, let’s not count this, let’s just assume that I was stupid and a fool for getting involved with them.

But who was the one who personally stood up for BEC coin a few days ago?

It was clearly written in the news release issued by ABC that it was you!
Don’t talk about the LCE cryptocurrency platform or the development of the financial industry in California, those are just excuses. Everyone knows that that day was BEC’s ICO day, and you personally appeared at the ICO ceremony!
It was you, the coercive person, who acquiesced to my entry into the game with leverage!

Niu Sen, now that you've screwed up and you don't dare to cause trouble for those people, why are you taking it out on me?
To the outside world, you are submissive and retreat again and again; to the inside, you are ruthless and even killed Wiggins.

You are a bully in your own family, right?
I think you've been a state governor for nothing. You only know how to bully your own people. You're a piece of bastard that the three European servers will eat!

"Honey, this is freshly baked apple pie. You and Will, come and try it."

A woman's voice was heard, and Niu Sen's wife Jennifer pushed open the door of the study with an apple pie in her hand, but was stunned by the "low temperature" in the study.

"Are you guys arguing? Will is here for the first time, you'd better be polite, dear."

Niu Sen married a great wife who was smart, perceptive, and sensible. She was almost the ceiling among women. She used her wisdom to break the confrontation between Niu Sen and Gwill.

"Oh, the apple pie is great, thank you, thanks for the treat."

Gwill started eating directly with his hands, his mouth full of sweetness and he kept exclaiming in praise.

"Hahaha, as long as you like it, it's specially prepared for you. Then you guys continue chatting, I'm leaving first."

Jennifer placed the remaining apple pie between the two of them, turned around and left, leaving the study to the men.

However, when she reached the door, she turned around and instructed Niu Sen.

"Stop arguing with Will, honey, will you?"

"Of course, haha, you misunderstood, you misunderstood."

One white face, one black face.

Niu Sen is one of the most outstanding politicians in the United States, and he can act better than top actors.

Jennifer is a director, the kind of person who teaches actors how to act!
The two of them didn't even communicate with each other, they just cooperated slightly and played the poor fool Gwill in the palm of their hands.

In other words, Gwill doesn't like mature people, otherwise, with his intelligence, he would even think that Jennifer has some feelings for him.

Jennifer left, and Gwill was not here for dinner, so he naturally understood that he needed to confess everything to Niu Sen.

“The problem with BEC is not as big as you think. The reason for the plunge is still unclear. After all, cryptocurrencies are decentralized. People who cashed out transferred the cash through payment methods such as Bitcoin and Ethereum. Even the Chinese boss of LCE cannot trace the whereabouts of the funds.”

Niu Sen's expression was still very bad, but he still managed a smile and pretended to be gentle.

“So how much did we lose?”

Gwill twisted his butt restlessly in the chair, raised his head and glanced at Niu Sen secretly. Coincidentally, the governor was staring at him with cold eyes, which scared Gwill so much that he got goose bumps.

He spoke awkwardly, hesitantly, and vaguely.

"Well, as for investment, as long as we haven't liquidated our positions, we haven't lost money. It's just a loss on the report, not a real loss, so."

Niu Sen was almost gritting his teeth, he thought Gwill was treating him like a fool.

It is humiliating, no, extremely humiliating, to be regarded as a fool by a fool.

Fortunately, Gwill is his biological brother (cousin is also a blood relative). If anyone else was sitting there, Niu Sen would tear him to pieces tonight, no matter who he was!

"Number, just tell me a number!"

Gwill's butt seemed to have an engine installed. This is the profoundness of the Chinese language - he was on pins and needles.

"You know, we initially conducted off-market funding, three times, and later also conducted a tiny amount of funding on the market, 1.5 times, which is about four times leverage. 1.5 times is really safe under normal circumstances."

"number!"

“The trading model of cryptocurrency is somewhat different from that of ordinary financial products. Most of the time, it refers entirely to financial derivatives trading, or financial derivatives trading based on cryptocurrency, because…

Niu Sen swore that this was the first time in his life that he was so afraid of his younger brother and the first time that he cared so much about his younger brother.

His eyes were wide open, and his gaze was fixed on Gwill's face.

"Goddammit, can't you just give me a number?"

Gwill continued speaking with an indomitable attitude.

"Our floating profit was nearly $1 billion before, a full $1 billion, but this requires more margin, both off-site and on-site.

Therefore, I selected some assets as short-term mortgages, and planned to redeem them after cashing out some of them, but

Niu Sen is in good health. He has maintained the habit of fitness and running for a long time, and occasionally plays golf, so he is in great shape.

But now, the poor governor just felt dizzy.

"Will, listen, Will, you just need to tell me a number, that's all, don't delay!"

Seeing that he couldn't delay it any longer, Gwill simply gave up. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth.

"Two hundred and one hundred million! Only two hundred and one hundred million!"

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you? Someone come! Someone come!"

"Oh my god, what have I done!"

Gwill wailed like a bereaved mother, and Niu Sen's bodyguard and wife rushed into the study upon hearing the sound.

They didn't doubt Gwill too much, because this idiot was Niu Sen's blood brother after all, so they immediately began to do their best to rescue Niu Sen.

As mentioned above, Niu Sen is in good health and his bodyguard team is experienced and well-trained. After a bodyguard slapped him twice in the face, he woke up from the dizziness on his own.

"Get out, all of you, leave the room except Will!"

After waking up, Niu Sen first made sure that he would not die immediately, and then chose to drive everyone else away.

"Niu Sen?" Jennifer called out Niu Sen's name in surprise. She was very worried about her husband.

But the governor just looked at her and shook his head silently.

Family scandals should not be made public.

At this moment, facing a deficit of more than 200 million, Jennifer also became an outsider.

In the world of capital, even the so-called aristocratic families and those at the top of the capitalist order will be alienated by capital and become non-human.

The embarrassed governor spoke loudly again.

"Get out. Will and I have something to talk about. Maybe I had low blood sugar just now. I'll just have some apple pie. Thank you, Jennifer."

After hearing what the host said, everyone looked at each other and could only leave silently.

Jennifer looked at the two brothers worriedly, sighed, and left.

"Will, Will, why did you lose so much? Two hundred million dollars, two hundred million dollars, ah, that's two hundred million dollars!"

Niu Sen is a wealthy man. He was financially independent before he entered politics. His assets include restaurants, theaters, hotels, ski resorts, etc. He is not short of money.

But even so, a loss of $200 million is too much.

Don't think that America's wealthy families are not short of money. Every year, a large number of wealthy people go bankrupt in this capital empire. Niu Sen's position is very high, which even affects the space he gives his companies to evade taxes.

Moreover, many people have an unlimited desire for money, and Niu Sen is one of them.

Otherwise, he would not have been so diligent in encouraging Gwell to participate in the cryptocurrency project.

“The margin for off-site financing needs to be replenished, and the margin for on-site financing also needs to be replenished. We have an agreement with Chan, Wolf, Temir, Jia and others that each person can only sell 10% of the original share every six months.

BEC rose too fast. I sold 10% of it to reduce the margin requirement, but I still need to increase my capital. Who could have thought that the crash would happen so suddenly? "

Niu Sen lit a cigarette for himself tremblingly, and after a long time, he asked.

"Is a 200 million loss a net loss or something else?"

"You can think of it as a paper loss. In theory, this sudden plunge will rebound."

Looking at his stupid brother, Mr. Zhou Mu smiled miserably.

"Hahaha, rebound, rebound, how much more decline can our current margin withstand?"

Gwill wasn't really an idiot, he assured, patting his chest.

"There are still more than 70 million in the account. Even if it is cut in half, we will still have time to make up for it. Moreover, it has fallen below the ICO price and will not fall much further. We and other strategic investors are all supporting the market, so you can rest assured."

This statement had some logic, and Mr. Zhou Mu's anxious heart finally relaxed a little.

It didn't matter if he relaxed, his clever brain immediately realized something was wrong.

"You said you cashed out part of it, Will. I remember that our share included your own money, which was divided into two entities to participate in the ICO subscription, right?"

This question is very heartbreaking.

However, Niu Sen actually guessed it right.

Gwill's expression was a little awkward, with a hint of shame in his embarrassment, and a hint of fear of being caught in his shame. He explained loudly.

"I have already used all the money I cashed out to short sell. Brother, you can't think of me like that. We are one, there is no distinction between you and me!"

Under the influence of nicotine, Niu Sen's brain was clearer than ever before.

"The $70 million margin you just mentioned is the total amount including the floating profit after short selling, right?"

He guessed right again. Gwill was worried that he would faint again, so he had deliberately reported a higher number.

"You are so clever!"

Niu Sen sighed in despair.

"Will, then there will be no 70 million. When the 70 million short position is closed, it will be good if we can get 50 million."

“It’s not that bad.”

"You can calculate how much we need to increase in order to break even. Just give us a rough estimate."

"Forty-two percent, only forty-two percent is needed, and this is not counting the short positions. If we start buying now, it may only take a 25% increase in the future to make back our investment!"

Gwill said quickly.

(This is just a rough calculation. It would be very troublesome to calculate the specific details too clearly. I hope everyone can understand.)
"Hahaha, I really have a great brother, Will, you're awesome!"

Niu Sen was so angry that he laughed.

"First, I allow you to allocate funds outside the market, which I approve of, but when did I allow you to allocate funds inside the market?"

For large funds involved in high-risk transactions, triple leverage is already terrifying enough. Cryptocurrency is not the foreign exchange market or the bond market.

And Gwell allocated three times the capital off-market and another 1.5 times on the basis of three times on the market. This is actually crazy, especially since their capital scale is so large.

In the financial market, the curve of funds affected by risks is not smooth, but will be characterized by specific derivative products and will soar straight after reaching a certain threshold!

"Second, why didn't you tell me immediately when the margin needed to be increased?"

Niu Sen and Gwill are brothers, brothers connected by blood, but their interests are not completely the same.

Ge Weier wanted to make more money, and Niu Sen really had no one more suitable to replace him, so when he did something out of line sometimes, Niu Sen would just turn a blind eye and let it go.

But this time, the consequences of Gwill's misconduct were too serious, so serious that Niu Sen had to give him a good beating.

Yes, knock - Niu Sen couldn't really kill Gwill, otherwise there would be no way to end it.

"Third, Will, is there something you're never going to tell me unless I ask?"

This sentence is meaningless, it's full of emotions. Well, Niu Sen exploded after all.

In fact, his self-control is already high enough, but anyone would probably find it difficult to remain calm if faced with the situation of being cheated out of 200 million by his own brother.

"Putting aside the facts, brother, is this matter solely my responsibility?"

Gwill is not a fairy boy, but now that things have come to this, he can't take the blame alone.

It has to be thrown out at any height!
“BEC coin has such a big momentum, and Jia’s global roadshow has attracted so many investors. Who knows which beast is the one who crashed the market this time? They are beasts!”

It’s not my problem, brother, there are treacherous ministers!

This time the market crash was so severe, it must be the work of treacherous officials!

"Sometimes I feel very tired too. Every year, I earn at least tens of millions of dollars for you, but now you are mad at me because of 200 million.

You know, when pessimism spreads, stampede is bound to happen. I have done my best. If I hadn’t acted decisively, the situation would be worse now.”

I, Gwill, have no credit, but I have worked hard, right?
Niu Sen, you can't just look at my mistakes, you also have to look at the things I do well!

"Besides, the 200 million is not a real loss, it's just a paper loss. As long as BEC goes up, everything will be fine!"

Don’t worry, it will go up soon, the bull market is coming!
This is what America’s golden generation was like, but Gwill’s confidence is not without basis.

Mr. Cheng prepared hundreds of millions of dollars in cash. Wolf didn't want the money, Gru didn't take it, and Niu Sen didn't even notify him. In the end, Mi'er and Mr. Cheng took the lion's share. This money will still be used more for BEC's market value management.

In short, as one of the important pieces of Chengzong's business, BEC cannot remain at a ridiculously low price for a long time.

"Will, so you're suggesting that I do nothing and wait for things to get better on their own?"

Niu Sen looked at Gwill with mockery.

Idiot, do you think other people are selfless saints who are willing to spend real money to help us get out of this predicament for free?
"Well, investment requires patience. Temporary success or failure does not affect its true value."

"Value, what is the value of BEC? Come, tell me!"

"it"

Gwill was speechless.

Yes, BEC has no value at all!
The absurd capital game, the shameless financial scam, the terrible sickle of harvest, the collaborators with ulterior motives, all these unknown yet well-known things constitute everything that belongs to BEC.

Unknown refers to the people of Goose City who followed the trend and joined the fight against the bandits.

Everyone knows it, referring to the wealthy people in Goose City.

However, is this really the case?

“It has value! California is its greatest value. LCE is our cryptocurrency trading platform in California, and BEC is an ICO in California.

Brother, so much money is stuck, you can't just ignore it, if you can make a side statement or hint, BEC will get better immediately."

Gwill's mind was blessed, and in an instant he gained a kind of wisdom that he had never experienced in his life - he thought!

"Hahaha, kid, do you think someone has expected this? They dragged you into this game and used you to trap me, forcing me to do something. Think about it."

Niu Sen was really not angry anymore, he found Gwill to be quite cute.

Cute, well, this is a word used to describe minors. Generally, children over the age of twelve will refuse others to evaluate them in this way.

When Gwill is labeled as 'cute', it almost means that in the eyes of Mr. State Mu, this is how his younger brother will be in his life.

Gwill stated his inference with a gloomy face.

"That Chan, I mean the founder of LCE, and the guy who started BEC, JIA, are all Chinese. Could it be that they had some kind of tacit understanding and planned this crash together?"

Okay, the traitor has been found!
One is Chen Zihao, the other is Lao Jia!

"Yes, Changwell, I will give you another 50 million dollars. Buy it first and clear all the short positions."

The Chan that Niu Sen mentioned and the Chan that Gwell mentioned are not the same person.

"Aren't we going to hold them accountable? One of them is the trading platform, and the other is the largest stake holder."

The governor stood up and walked in front of Gwill. Under his brother's frightened gaze, the elder brother leaned down, with his forehead just touching Gwill, and whispered.

“Will, I know you and Chan have some exchanges, but you’re taking it too far.

I won't move. I will wait for him to beg me, or I will tear him to pieces.

Lions are the most ferocious beasts in nature. When hunting, they also have to lie down quietly and wait for the opportunity.

And I beg you, I beg you, Will, don't spoil my hunt!"

One step, two steps, three steps, Niu Sen thought he had retreated enough.

But now, some worse than pigs and dogs have done things that are even more inhuman than those vampires on Wall Street.

What do you think about robbing politicians’ petty cash?

Even the most imaginative vampire on Wall Street probably couldn’t think of such an operation!
How dare you!
"I really don't know, I don't know that person at all!"

Niu Sen pinched Will's fat face with both hands. He was really angry.

It's already come to this, and you're still pretending?
“How did 60 million become 100 million!

How did 100 million become 300 million!
Tell me, Will!

Three hundred million was finally leveraged in the market, ha!
Little by little, you helped them drag me into this fire pit!
Tell me, what did they give you?"

Gwill is Niu Sen's cousin and the chairman of the California Child Health Development Foundation. There is a saying that some perverts will reach out to vulnerable groups because of their own cowardice, physical or psychological cowardice.

This statement is actually true, at least, Will fits this description.

His face was twisted so hard by Niu Sen that it hurt. Looking at his brother who used to have a kind face but now looked like a madman, Will recalled the fear he felt when he was studying at West Point.

"No, I didn't take anything, I didn't take anything, I didn't mean to do that!"

His tears were like pearls that had fallen off the string, he was so scared that he almost dropped the little pearls.

"Brother, I'm just a little stupid, you know, I was born prematurely, I'm a little stupid, but I will always be loyal to you, except for you, no one else can give me such a status, I will not betray you!

I wanted to make more money, so I was greedy, but I didn't really hide anything important from you, brother, I didn't betray you!"

Gwill could feel Niu Sen's breath, the hot breath that almost suffocated him.

The pressure condensed into substance at this moment.

"Yeah, you don't have the guts to betray me, and you have no reason to betray me, but you're so stupid, you can't imagine what kind of pit you've dragged me into!"

The most frustrating thing is that the teammates on the opposite side are the likes of Hei Xiaohu, Fang Yuan, and Han Li.

On our side, after counting, the one who stood out slightly was Bald Qiang - but he was shot to death by Gru's men, and the remaining one was a level two bear.

Niu Sen was upset, but he was also really helpless.

He was on such a roll that today he was in a situation where no one was available.

He has no shortage of people to run the company, but the people who work for him may have their own problems. Gwill is already a good choice.

"It can't be them. Both Temir and Chan have a large amount of BEC coins. The higher the market value of BEC, the more beneficial it should be for them. I talked to Gru, and our common answer is that this crash was most likely planned by some giants in the cryptocurrency field. They are unwilling to accept a new competitor."

Gwill is indeed a good choice, at least his judgment sounds like it makes sense.

"You know what, Will? America can lose a hundred local wars, but it must do its best in every strategic turning point game.

This is true for America, and so are I, and so are my opponents, do you understand?"

Looking at Gwill's confused expression, Niu Sen put his face down indifferently and sat back in his seat.

How could a eunuch understand the king's game?

If you don't expect, you won't be disappointed. Mr. Zhou Mu put aside his expectations and explained carefully.

"Forget it. My financial director will give you another sum of money for BEC's emergency. Will, close the short position as soon as possible. This will also allow me to see clearly what they are going to do."

Mr. Zhou Mu was in a low mood. He wanted to do something, anything, to distract himself from the pain. Cheng Daqi's move was too cruel, so cruel that he had no way to start.

The floating loss is 210 million dollars, and more than 200 million in margin is trapped. It's too cruel.

Will left cautiously, and Jennifer walked in solemnly and sat on Niu Sen.

"Are you in trouble?" she asked cautiously.

"Yes, big trouble. Very, very, very big trouble."

Niu Sen was very tired, mentally exhausted. He used the simplest words to give the most serious answer.

"What is it? Can I help you think about it?"

Some people say that the first marriage is an impulse and the second marriage is true love. Coincidentally, Niu Sen and his wife are both second marriages.

"Someone wants to duel with me." Mr. Zhou Mu smiled and answered humorously.

"Ah!? Duel? No way, this is too crazy!" Jennifer was stunned.

At one point she doubted whether she was really living in the 21st century.

"It's not a cowboy duel with guns, it's just that the stakes are too high and I can't afford to lose."

The third level: after one glance, mountains are mountains and water is water.

However, this level of difference in mountains and rivers is a height that most people will never be able to reach in their lifetime.

In the dim light, Niu Sen discovered that he seemed to see the deepest intention behind the many gains that Cheng Zong was seeking to gain from this action.

This is a game exclusive to kings.
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Gru likes his new plane very much.

In fact, he has enough money to buy the most luxurious private jet in the world, but that would be too conspicuous. Sheriff Gru's only focus now is one thing - low-key, low-key, and low-key.

The black helicopter moved flexibly over the skyline of Saint-Loup-du-Deux like a light dragonfly. Sheriff Gru sat by the window, staring at the beautiful city in a trance.

The endless buildings, the undulating terrain, the blue sea in the distance, everything is beautiful. This is his hometown, his city.

Here are his partners, his opponents, his subordinates, his brothers, and his whole life.

Cheng Daiqi's guess was correct. Gru, who retired from the position of sheriff, felt extremely uneasy. The pain of losing something after getting it was far worse than never having it at all. Gru was afraid that he would gradually become a marginal figure.

But he was not a real king and had no right to decide his own destiny.

He thought that if he climbed high enough he would have some kind of 'autonomy', but the LAPD sheriff could not give him a real sense of security.

He thought that joining the California Gang would give him a brand new life. However, the California Gang was unwilling to accept this man who was born covered in shit.

In the end, he actually found a sense of security under the hands of someone he had looked down upon from the very beginning. It was like the goddess of fate was playing a huge joke on him. However, as the protagonist of the joke, Gru couldn't laugh.

Many of Cheng Daqi's actions cannot be judged individually. The "individual" here refers to a certain person in the game.

But if you look at them together, many things seem too desperate - the despair of resisting or opposing the control of Cheng Daqi.

Gru was targeted, so he surrendered and resigned from his position as sheriff to hide. He acted both actively and passively along the way, but from the ending, he won the most crucial thing, gained a lot of money and the recognition of his opponents, but also lost the most crucial thing.

Sounds contradictory?

No, facts never flow in a static way.

In short, compared to the ignorant and even stupid Gwill, Gru sees the means to achieve success more clearly.

He gained a lot, but at the cost of losing the most important "reputation".

Cheng Daiqi told him that a person's strength and status only depend on the responsibilities he can take on. This is true, without a doubt.

But as the most important sword under Cheng Daiqi, after losing his reputation, Gru wanted to take better responsibility and he had to rely on Cheng Daiqi's support.

His instrumentalization was inevitable, which was why Cheng Daiqi dared to agree with Lisa's solution to the Xizhou logistics debt problem despite Mier's doubts - the prerequisites for further taming Gru were ripe.

Isn’t this method very desperate?
But Gru is not actually that desperate. As he thinks, he gains a sense of security by becoming part of a powerful force.

People cannot be full of passion forever, cannot be extremely ferocious forever, and even beasts need to take a breath.

Deconstructing from another special perspective, Sheriff Gru's instrumentalization did not start with his success, but with his marriage to the transgender person.

The courageous decision and the extraordinary strength of his heart shaped Gru's legendary life and allowed him to deliver himself into Niu Sen's hands.

By then, he had already willingly become the shape of a tool.

So, what should I do next?
"Boss, we're here. It's right there. Everyone is already in place."

Sheriff Gru's thoughts on his life were interrupted by his men's words, and he looked at the special building outside the porthole.

It was a castle-like building, but there were no princes or princesses inside, only dozens of prisoners.

"Look, airplane, is some important person coming here to check?"

"Stupid ass, the big shot coming to check won't change your miserable life of being fucked by those guys tonight. I suggest you hold back more, hahahaha."

"He should be an important person, but I don't know if he is here for a checkup. Didn't we just have a physical examination some time ago? He may be here to pick out organs."

"Fuck, that's impossible. This prison is run by the LAPD, not a private prison. It won't happen!"

"I used to be in the organ trade. The two major sources of organs in the United States are illegal immigrants and prisoners. Ha, I'm not kidding you."

"Why don't they target the homeless? No one cares about the homeless if they disappear. They should be more suitable targets."

"It's simple. It's safe. Homeless people have too many diseases. New illegal immigrants are young and strong. Prisoners have regular medical examinations and detailed information. So, you know."

“Damn it, does this country still have a future?”

"No, even if there is, it has nothing to do with us. We are just poor prisoners."

It's so hard to be blocked at both ends.

The last one who was talking nonsense might have been a talk show host before he came in. He was so good at talking that he silenced all the guys in the circle by himself.

Horror!
Elephants don't care about the death of ants, let alone the wailing of ants.

Sheriff Gru stood on the prison tower, looking at the densely packed prisoners below and listening to the warden's report.

"We have found more than 200 people who all meet your requirements. Do you want to go down and take a look?"

"Of course, don't worry about the safety issue. These people are cowards. Most of them just stick their butts up in there every day."

Sheriff Gru frowned. He didn't want to stand with these trash.

When the warden saw that his flattery had hit the horse's leg, he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly explained.

"I have prepared a little specialty for you, Mr. Gru. No matter how your position changes, I will always admire you."

The black policeman turned his head and glanced at the warden.

Just this one glance and the warden's legs began to go weak.

First, his flattery was not accurate, and then it hit the wrong target. He seemed to see the date of his own death from Gru's cold eyes - maybe today.

Grumming didn't say a word, but the old brothers who followed him understood what their boss meant, and in an instant, several people surrounded the warden.

"First, don't act like I'm scary. I'm not scary. I came here today just to ask you for a small favor."

"Second, do me a small favor, understand?"

The differences between people are always evident in the details. Niu Sen also likes to make speeches in an arranged manner, such as to Gwill.

But Niu Sen uses the arrangement method to make things clear, while Gru is just showing off, and each sentence is more pretentious than the last.

This is what a poor uneasy ghost looks like.

However, from Sheriff Gru's perspective, the level of the people around him is indeed not very high. This kind of pretentious words are more likely to gain the recognition of his subordinates. This is the theory of relativity of interpersonal relationships.

High-level people have high-level playing styles, and low-level people have low-level playing styles.

"I understand, I understand, I will cooperate with any request you make!"

The warden was almost on the verge of tears and almost knelt down to Gru.

He is not a frog in the well, he is a policeman, and a former policeman in Saint-Lo who was transferred to the prison warden. When he sees Gru, it is like a mayfly seeing the sky!
How can I not be afraid?

Gru's mouth twitched, wanting to laugh, but couldn't.

And this kind of person.

"Let's go down and take a look," he said.

The prisoners were observing Gru, or more precisely, they were observing the people Gru brought with him.

“These police officers are not prison guards.”

"Nonsense, the prison guards are fatter than each other, how can they be so fierce?"

"Have we encountered amnesty?"

"It's not even dark yet, idiot."

"Am I seeing things? The warden is circling around that man like a dog. No, wagging his tail."

"Gru, the new chief of the LAPD, it's Gru!"

The black policeman looked at someone among the prisoners, and that person recognized him.

Gru smiled at the person who recognized him and signaled everyone to be quiet. When someone recognized Gru, this group of cowardly prisoners indeed became as quiet as quails.

"Most of you are economic criminals, and you are economic criminals without money, otherwise you would not be here."

"You all know my identity, the former LAPD chief. Yes, the former chief, but that doesn't affect my ability to get you out of here."

When the prisoners heard Gru's words, they became agitated instantly.

The black policeman shook his head in dissatisfaction, and his men chose to fire their guns.

"boom!"

The quails instantly became quiet again.

"I can get all of you out of jail, free life, delicious burgers, beautiful girls, all outside. Do you want to go out?"

The quails looked at each other, and no one dared to speak - cowards!
"say!"

"Of course I want to get out. Who likes to be in jail?"

"Oh my God, I can finally sleep peacefully. You are an angel. No, you are Jesus!"

Seeing that the prisoner was just a coward but not too stupid, Sheriff Gru nodded slightly.

"I am now the general manager of Xizhou Logistics. Xizhou Logistics is short of people. I will arrange for you to work in a legal special labor dispatch company. Through the labor dispatch model, you will serve as low-level managers in Xizhou Logistics. Of course, the police officers will keep an eye on you.

You only need to serve Xizhou Logistics. For every year you serve, your sentence can be reduced by one to two years depending on your performance. By the way, during your service, your monthly salary will be one thousand dollars, which is already high enough!"

One thousand dollars per person per month, this is the envy of Chinese capitalists!
This is the debt solution proposed by the beast Sheriff Gru!

All I can say is that the thinking of animals is different from that of ordinary people.

Lisa and Cheng thought that Gru would use the solutions proposed by Western Continent executives, such as Bayer, as a starting point to slowly solve the problem.

They never imagined that Sheriff Gru, who was an expert at playing to his strengths and tapping into his own potential resources, had managed to give them a huge, fragrant, smelly thing.

Sheriff Gru was actually very satisfied with his design.

Hiring smart economic criminals to do low- and middle-level management of Xizhou Logistics at a low cost is low-cost and easy to control, and a group of original high-cost employees can be fired in the future, which will greatly ease the cash flow situation of Xizhou Logistics.

Xizhou Logistics is not a high-tech enterprise and there are not so many complicated tasks. Even if these people do not do a good job, they can still be used as cattle and horses.

One thousand dollars a month, the cost of hiring illegal immigrants for many small capitalists in America is not that low!
More than 200 middle and low-level management positions have been replaced by prisoners, which can alleviate more than five million dollars in costs each month - the cost of employing people is not just the salary part. In the United States, the salary paid directly to employees only accounts for a small part of the labor cost.

Commercial insurance, benefits, taxes, administrative costs, there are too many expenses other than salary.

If you think Sheriff Gru's way of solving the problem is so superficial, then you underestimate him. After fighting with the heroes for so long, even if Gru is a pig, he should have evolved into the King of the Pig Pen.

Prisoners enter Xizhou in the form of special labor dispatch and need to be watched by police officers. Is this a force in Xizhou that is directly under Gru?

Previously, Gru killed Sirius, the boss of the Mexican gang in Western Continent, and this matter is not over yet!
From the perspective of power division within the company, Gru did not use the solutions proposed by those senior executives, but instead took the initiative to pay off the debt himself. Wouldn't this better highlight his own special value? What's wrong with me being the former LAPD chief of police? It's enough to suppress you!

I don’t have to compromise with those executives and I can prove my worth to President Cheng. It’s a win!
Of course, Gru would not throw the baby out with the bathwater and refuse to choose other options. It's just that when it comes to doing things, how to do it, when to do it, and in what order to do it, there is a lot of knowledge involved.

Simply put, Gru used his advantageous playing style to tap into his own talents and seize the initiative for Xizhou's future!
"But my sentence is only one year. Do I have to work when I get out? I don't want to work, so I won't go!"

"Yeah, I only have three months left before I can get out. I can't hold it in any longer anyway, so it won't make a difference if I endure it for another three months."

Faced with the conditions put forward by Gru, some prisoners were eager to try, some prisoners remained silent, and some were reluctant to cooperate.

They are very courageous.

"Who just said that his sentence was only three months?"

Gru asked loudly.

"I, sir, it's me."

A man with pockmarks on his face but a voluptuous butt raised his hand, and Gru grinned at him, which made him feel uneasy.

What? Do you want to go through my back door too?
"Mr. Warden, give him ten more years!"

"Yes! Isn't ten years too short? I'll find a reason to add fifty years to it. What do you think?"

what?
The prisoners couldn't understand.

They seemed to sense that something strange was happening in a way that was 'as it should be', which gave them a huge sense of panic and disillusionment.

You are the police, you are the sheriff, you should abide by the law!

"I said ten years."

"Then ten years. That's ten years. I'll contact someone to arrange it now!"

Sad and angry!

humiliation!

The prisoners heard the conversation between the two men clearly. Americans are men of blood. These people are cowardly compared to the gang members in prison. They are cowardly when facing a large number of police officers, but they are still men of blood.

“You can’t do this, we heard you, even if you are the sheriff, you can’t break the law!

If you dare to persecute us for some ulterior motive, our brothers on the scene will be witnesses to bring you to trial!"

There is no shortage of brave people in any era, any nation, any group, even among prisoners.

Unfortunately, most prisoners responded to his cries with silence.

If you work for Xizhou, you can get a reduced sentence!

The person who didn't go did so because his sentence was short, while the sentences of the others were long.

Before the mass movement even begins, it is already divided due to internal interests - without organization, any so-called group with common attributes will become a loose sand in the face of interests.

Without an organization, there will be no commonly recognized ideology that transcends interests. They are destined to be unable to unite, so how can they face a monster like Gru?
"Okay, okay, you want to put me on trial, right? Come, I'll put you in a multi-person cell first, and I'll arrange for twenty niggers to accompany you tonight!"

(I must explain the following plot: the villain's behavior in the plot does not represent the author's ideological inclination, and the villain's words do not represent what the author approves of, let alone what is correct or what the author believes is correct)
Before Gru could speak, the warden jumped up first. He generously took all the responsibility on himself and chose to lead the charge to save Sheriff Gru's face!
Loyal! Sincerity!
There is nothing wrong with a multi-person cell in itself, but if it is a multi-person cell + twenty black people, then it is not a problem, but a horror story, a story that is scarier than most horror movies.

The quail who just stood out turned pale in an instant. He was not afraid, he just wanted to die.

Rather than living a life worse than death, he would rather die immediately. After all, he is a man of blood.

However, just as he was thinking about how to die, Mr. Gru made the decision for him.

"Don't bother. Give me the gun. I haven't done target practice in a while."

Gru took the gun from his men and pulled the safety with a smile.

The poor brave quail realized his fate. He lay down and moved among the crowd. He thought that if he used the other prisoners as human shields, Gru would not dare to shoot.

The sound of a fully automatic M4 gun is not bang bang bang, but a sharper sound like stones breaking on a hard object, which is very strange, but it does not affect the power of the M4.

Gru held the gun with both hands, pointed it at where the man was hiding, and quickly emptied the magazine of bullets.

The prisoners fled away from Gru like crazy. The warden beside Gru had collapsed on the ground. Gru's followers were not too worried, but some of them who still had some humanity showed a look of pity.

No stupid prisoners tried to attack Gru's team, so the police officers except Gru did not move. They didn't know what to do.

The king of LAPD seemed crazy, but also seemed to have some sanity left - at least he didn't load the magazine and continued shooting.

"Stop it, everyone! Stop shouting! I told you to stop shouting!"

The wounded prisoners who were shot were crying, but Gru was impatient.

He gained a long-lost pleasure from the brutal massacre. Just now he even found some of the feeling of being in power. But now, these prisoners disturbed his interest.

After changing the magazine of the M4, Gru walked forward and shot the prisoners who were still rolling on the ground breathing heavily.

"Law? Law is toilet paper. No, it's even worse than toilet paper!"

"boom!"

The sound of stones breaking was heard, and a life was lost.

"Judge me? The people who should be judged are not me, but those capitalists and politicians!"

"boom!"

Gru seemed to be crazy, but what he said was still very coherent.

"You think your voice will be heard, you think you are important just because you are a person, you are wrong, that is a lie told by politicians for votes, the most worthless thing in the world is a person, a Bangladeshi girl is only sold for 20,000 dollars!"

"boom!"

Gru used to have two side jobs, drug trafficking and selling people. His gang was built on these two black industries, and he knew very well how worthless people were.

"Do you have to force me to kill someone before you can obey me?"

"boom!"

He found an excuse for himself - because you were disobedient.

There are always countless reasons for being born. This is true for Wolfe, Gru, and yes, it seems that it is also true for becoming a great person.

It seems like they can never be wrong, it's always others who are wrong.

However, Mr. Cheng has the right to make Gru wrong, but Gru can only vent his anger on the prisoners.

"Remember, the law can sentence you, but it is difficult to kill you. I cannot sentence you, but if I want you to die, you will die wherever you escape to!"

The black policeman wiped the blood off his hands, looked at the trembling quails leaning against the iron fence with nowhere to retreat, and smiled cruelly.

He knew that if there were no iron fence, these people would definitely want to run away.

"Work for me, if anyone dares to run away, I will kill your entire family. You should have seen my determination."

Gru turned around, threw the gun back to his men, and asked the warden.

"Can you clean up after this?"

The warden climbed up from the ground in fear, but failed twice in a row. He didn't know how to deal with the aftermath.

"me."

Gru looked at his men, who shook their heads, drew their guns and shot the warden.

The corrupt police officer looked at the deputy warden of the prison, who had already peed himself.

"Look, the rioters killed the warden, and you dealt with the rioters. Was that appropriate?"

The deputy warden was crying and gasping for breath. He could see the warden's eyes that were open in death.

“It fits, it fits!”

Gru patted his shoulder, squatted down, and closed the warden's eyes with his hands.

"Don't talk nonsense anymore."

He seemed to remember something and started to play with the prisoners with interest again.

“You can report me and denounce me. I am looking forward to whether I will be judged first or you will be shot first.

Someone will pick you up this afternoon. If you are not afraid of death, you can tell us what happened here.

But I don’t believe that anyone in America can judge me, hahahaha!”

He has become a tool of capital, so how could he be afraid of the judgment of capital?
(End of this chapter)