America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 474 Since you see me, why don’t you worship me?

"Did you just say chicken farm?"

Jax asked as he ate a hot dog in the back seat.

“Yes, but they actually grew hemp inside. The NHP (Nevada State Police) made a lot of money, and some people inside died or escaped, but no one cared about the hemp.

They are looking for our people now in order to find a strong buyer for the hemp."

Jax's men said.

“Forget it, the people at NHP are unreliable, it’s just a small amount of money, you need to make it clear to them - keep your hands to yourself!
Thomas's case is still unresolved and is getting more serious."

As the front-line leader of the white and black gangs, Jax needs to make sure his brothers don't get into trouble.

“Boss, NHPs are well-known poor state troopers, their average income is less than half of that of LVMPD (Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department) officers.

These people really want to sell, and even plan to establish a special sales channel with us to sell us the goods they find in the future.”

For the Nevada state police, watching the LVMPD sitting on the gambling city and making a fortune but not being able to get it is even more painful and disgusting than killing them.

If they can carve out new niches in the 'drug business,' they're actually very willing to do so -- willing to go against federal and state laws.

It’s simple, the salary is too low, how can I not earn some extra money?
Faced with his men's suggestions, Jax sighed silently and put down the hot dog.

He had no appetite.

Call these people stupid, they are our own people after all.

"I told you, the situation is tense, don't you understand?"

"Boss, when has our business become less tense?"

Jax was choked and speechless.

You know what, this bastard does have a point.

But the smart director knew that the problem was not that the situation was tense or the risks were high.

"Drive carefully, Lake is waiting for us."
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As the chief of a small precinct within the LAPD, cases like Thomas' are actually very sensitive.

The investigation within the LAPD is one thing, and in San Lorenzo, there are also some media outlets that like to stir up trouble.

Out of their desire for news and to ignite conflicts between the police and certain groups, they like to dig up dirt on the police.

Therefore, even if Lake wanted to target the white and black gangs by attacking Thomas, he had to be cautious about the means.

This is similar to the situation after the California Gang clearly fell out with President Cheng, but President Cheng did not dare to use the handle in his hand to influence Niu Sen right away.

The web of rules entangles everyone, and no one is very free.

"Thomas, get ready, Sheriff Lake wants to see you!"

A young police officer's voice came from outside the cell, and Thomas, who was doing a plank on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

After being detained for so long, the change he had been waiting for finally came!
The young police officer opened the surveillance door and was about to handcuff Thomas.

Thomas, who had just finished doing plank, had his muscles in an excited state. He grabbed the young policeman with his backhand and pinned him down.

The old squad leader personally demonstrated how to capture the criminal.

"Fuck, you actually dared to attack the police, I'm going to kill you, someone come, someone come!"

"Kid, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson. When I was a policeman, you were still breastfeeding!"

The fear of the unknown made this man, who had been bearing the pressure alone for a long time, explode.

Thomas' toughness is not toughness, but a protective shell that is the externalization of cowardice.

A protective shell that will break if touched lightly.

But he is covered with the skin of a core member of the white gang and is deeply involved in the fight between the two sheriffs of the LAPD, which makes his protective shell seem indestructible.

So, the senior police officer standing nearby stopped the farce between the two.

"Never mind, that's it. Can I trust you, Thomas?"

Thomas didn't answer, but just released his hand that was suppressing the young police officer and stood where he was.

"Come with me. I think we need to hurry. Chief Jax is here to see you too. He and the sheriff are very concerned about your case. They are both waiting for you."

The senior police officer didn't want to take sides. He chose to curry favor with the white gang in front of Thomas and be loyal to Lake in front of Lake's people.
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It’s still the familiar secret room, and conspiracy is woven here again.

The media, as the tentacles of capitalists, can control politicians and incite public opinion, but even they are helpless against the bureaucrats in the administrative system.

The existence of bureaucracy is a special form, and Gru's parasitism on the edge of the bureaucratic system is even more special.

"Didn't he doubt it?" asked Gru.

"Whether he doubts it or not, he will always make a move."

Jax said helplessly.

"Boss, I'm not worried about Lake. What we should focus on now is another matter?"

The black policeman narrowed his eyes, tilted his face slightly, and looked directly at Jax to show his seriousness.

"what's up?"

Jax considered and spoke carefully.

“We know the overall situation and can stick to it, but the people below us can’t do it because everyone has their own selfish motives.

If we remain passive for a long time

Jax didn't say the rest.

It's too demoralizing.

Gru naturally understood the concerns of his top general, which was actually his concern as well.

Why should we go and join Niu Sen despite the possible design of Mr. Cheng?
Lake was helpless, and he was helpless too!
You can accomplish things and gain benefits by taking advantage of the situation, but there is a price to pay when taking advantage of the situation.

Mr. Cheng likes to transfer the cost to others. If Mr. Cheng hadn't been winning all the time, he would have been torn to pieces by his opponents long ago.

The vortex that Gru is now involved in is a vortex that can allow an Imperial Speaker like Nancy to directly intervene and discuss with Black Satan to depose the California Gang's Prince Niu Sen.

In a vortex of this level, Gru's initial idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation to climb up, make money, and gain power has been shrinking step by step in order to survive and survive to the end.

Staying alive is simple for ordinary people, but on the stage of power, it is actually a luxury dream.

"The situation is not as bad as you think. Niu Sen seems to have a conflict with Nancy."

As he spoke, Gru took out his mobile phone and opened a customized software.

Above is a map of Will's travel trajectory, the kind that is updated every few hours.

This is America, the America that monitors everyone.

America, where Black Satan puts anti-eavesdropping devices in every one of his offices.

Meishui once discovered that America was being eavesdropped on for a long time by eavesdropping on other people's recordings.

“Sure enough, Will and Niu Sen flew to Washington, D.C., late at night the day before yesterday. I looked at Lake Washington and saw that they were going to see Nancy.

FOX's guess was correct, our analysis was correct, Chan was sure that he could deal with the California gang, and there was a reason for that! "

For Gru and Jax who are in the game, it is not difficult to infer the conflict between Niu Sen and Nancy.

But they never expected that Nancy would deal with her own people first when facing maximum external pressure.

Sure enough, this old thing is a crazy woman.

Cruel enough! The two brothers looked at each other and reached a tacit consensus on Nancy.

Nancy (looks confused and annoyed): Damn it, damn it *100 - I'm going to kill those lip-readers!
What she discussed with Black Satan was how to arrange the future of California. It was a secret conversation between black leaders and civil rights progressive leaders, but it was cracked by a lip-reading expert.

Can Nancy be blamed for this?

Poor Tian Jian, she arranged the position for Niu Sen to be a senator, and a senator from California, which is already one of the most prominent positions in the United States!

Unfortunately, no one can understand the feelings of the deposed prince except himself.

"What do we do now?"

Jax asked expectantly, looking towards his eldest brother.

He hoped that his elder brother could give an answer, as this test of fate was too difficult to answer.

Rivals within the LAPD are eyeing them covetously, and her direct superiors are more capable than the last - compared to Mr. Cheng and Niu Sen, Tonks is simply an angel on earth, a reincarnated saint!
“I’m still thinking that Chan’s level is too high, and we are now secretly Niu Sen’s people, but it’s impossible for Niu Sen and I to trust each other.

And now that Niu Sen and Nancy have a conflict, we are even stronger. As long as Niu Sen is willing to protect us, Lake can't do anything to us.

We can survive, but.”

Gru didn't know what to say.

"Big brother?"

In the secret room, the black policeman pressed the knob of the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself.

He thought about it over and over again, and was sadly certain that he had indeed walked into a dead end.

"Jax, ha, I think the best days were as a slaughterhouse worker."

Jax nodded silently.

Just like two fish, swimming from the stream into the river, and from the river into the sea.

The cruel reality is like the salty and fishy sea water, making them feel miserable.

Along the way, they saw ferocious sharks and huge killer whales.

Compared to these fierce predators, their scales and teeth seem ridiculously weak.

Now, they took refuge in the warm ocean currents and drifted with the tide.

It might go very far, so far that even when they were drunk as teenagers, they couldn't dare to imagine it.

But forever, they lost their freedom forever.
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It was still the familiar old school. When Temir planned to build his own university, it had unfortunately been taken over by Lao Li.

The slave laborers detained by Lao Li were from China, and their brains were soaked in the American freedom. They did not look like qualified dry batteries.

But Lao Li is a management talent who has fully absorbed China's thousands of years of experience in civil engineering. In the face of rich historical experience, Lao Li has sufficient alternative tools in his toolkit.

Just before Lao Li was ready to try out the ten-draw-a-time lottery, the labor traitors represented by Wang Weiheng took the initiative to lead their brothers and started a life of rolling up their sleeves and working hard.

In fact, Lao Li was quite disappointed. He and Mi'er had a tacit understanding on this point.

Mi'er was disappointed that her plan to build a university was a bit too hesitant, and Lao Li was disappointed that he didn't get to try out the thrill of drawing one out of ten.

Everyone has lost their bright future.

However, if they lose their light, naturally some people will lose the corresponding darkness, such as the 1,200 prisoners who will soon be moving in here.

Looking at this 'prison' converted from an old school building, the private detective hired by the American Correctional Corporation shook his head.

Among these companies that are able to win private prison projects, which one is easy?
The hands of the Corrections Corporation of America are dirty, and the hands of this West Coast Redemption Corrections Company are not clean either.

If they can certify an old school as a qualified private prison building, what else can't they do?
Taking out a DJI mini from the passenger seat, the private detective stretched his left hand out of the window to hold it, and used his right hand to control the drone to fly.

His mission was to take pictures of the scene here and provide some bullets for his master.

Business war is that simple. First, release some negative press releases, and then when people move in, simply organize some people holding signs.

If a company keeps being tortured for a long time, it will naturally not be able to bear it.

"Wait, what is this?"

Looking at the screen in his hand, the private detective seemed shocked by the scene captured by the drone.

In the very center of this ridiculous prison, more than a dozen construction machines were working at the same time, digging pits.

A deep pit that looks at least three stories deep and several dozen meters square.

The drone's camera slowly descended, and the private detective even seemed a little excited.

This must be an illegal building!
But there was nothing in the big pit except soil, as if the construction had just started and the pit had not been completed yet.

Noticing that someone had spotted the drone, the detective quickly operated the drone back, and then quickly fled in his old car.

Along the way, he couldn't contain his excitement.

Man, this time you got a big payout!
Two minutes later, Lao Li called Mr. Cheng.

Four minutes later, Mr. Cheng called Gru.

In fact, neither Mr. Cheng himself nor his subordinates knew that this was a spying move from their opponents.

Mr. Cheng’s idea was simple: if the safe house he prepared for himself was destroyed, then he could just build another one. However, he did not like this kind of provocation or offense.

The Correctional Corps of America and the private detectives they hired had no idea what they had gotten themselves into.

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On Catalina Island, on the east coast of the Pacific Ocean, west of California, Cheng Daiqi put down the phone in the crowd.

"What happened?" asked old Crusoe, smiling.

"It's a small matter. Gru will handle it." Mr. Cheng didn't explain further.

Today, he came to the wedding of a young man from the Koch family, not to attend someone else's wedding.

The California gang has begun to target Xizhou Logistics, and Nancy's noose is getting tighter and tighter.

Mr. Cheng knew that as long as he or Mi'er was willing to go to Nancy and admit their mistakes, the kind old lady would forgive them.

But he can't do this for the time being.

However, it is not easy to meet Niu Sen.

At least for Cheng Daiqi and Niu Sen now, it is more difficult for them to meet secretly than to meet the commander-in-chief.

It's not a good idea to let that little fool Will pass the message. Everyone knows Will's strength.

In this situation, old Crusoe's villa on Catalina Island caught Mr. Cheng's eye.

It just so happens that the governor can also come over under the pretext of attending the wedding of a young man from a prominent family.

So, Mr. Cheng appeared here.

"Look, he's coming."

Old Crusoe pointed at Niu Sen in the distance and laughed happily.

He really likes the script about the internal strife among the California gang.

Almost everyone in the circle knew about the gossip between Mr. Zhou Mu and his aunt, so Niu Sen became the focus of the crowd as soon as he arrived.

Looking at Niu Sen standing in the center of the crowd and socializing with the guests, inexplicably, a sentence flashed through Cheng Zong's mind.

Now that you have seen me, why don’t you bow?

(End of this chapter)